Originally Written: 6/4/2012
Chapter 3
Aizen opened the door of his bedroom with a soft click. "Gin? Are you alright?" Gin only sat under the covers, silent. "Did you get that cut checked out and covered up?" The man had bandaged himself up with only a band-aid. Aizen stripped himself to his boxers and slipped under the covers with his lover. "Gin..." he whispered in the man's ear.
"My adoptive son almost killed me." Gin said in disbelief. "What do you want me to think Aizen?" Gin shifted slightly. "He said it was an accident."
"If we had continued to 'play', he would of killed me, Aizen."
"You started it by holding me hostage with a real knife."
"So you're totally skipping that our son knows how to handle a knife and going to straight to blamin' it on me?" Gin was now face to face with the man. "I'm sorry, I just want you to accept his apology. He's going crazy in that room." Aizen said. Gin only shifted back under the covers. "I'll sleep off the fact that our son just threw a knife at me, Aizen. Then I will apologize to him in the morning."
Breakfast was tense the next morning. Ulquiorra looked as if he hadn't slept a wink. Every minute he would ask Aizen when they would take him back to the orphanage. Aizen only told him "No, Ulquiorra! Now stop asking me that question!" Ulquiorra didn't listen and asked again only seconds later. The boy hadn't touched his food, it was like he didn't even know it was there. Gin got up and walked over to Ulquiorra's plate and cup of milk and picked it up.
"Come with me to the garden, Ulquiorra." With his slumped head downwards, he pushed his chair backwards and dragged his feet towards his father. "Stop dragging your feet, your new shoes will get dirty. Ulquiorra stopped immediately and walked normally.
The garden was a beautiful sanctuary filled with all types of plants, fruits and vegetables. Ulquiorra interpreted this as The Garden of Eden in the Bible. "Can I call this place...Eden, daddy?" Ulquiorra said slowly. He wasn't sure if he was still on speaking terms with his father yet.
Gin turned back and smiled. "Sure." The man had led him to a white, small, circular table made for three. An umbrella protruded the middle and blocked all sitters from the sunlight. "Sit, sit..." Gin pushed. Ulquiorra climbed into one of the chairs. It was big and wide so Gin had fetched a big book that Aizen liked to read so Ulquiorra could sit properly.
"Aizen won't mind?" Gin nodded. "Nope." He said, sitting Ulquiorra breakfast in front of the boy. "Aizen wants you to eat. It's good." Gin took a piece of the sunny-side up 'd egg and ate it. He made a big deal out of eating the little piece, still chewing even when he swallowed it already. "That...was really good!" He took another piece, twice as big as the last one and ate it in the same fashion.
Ulquiorra started to get hungry as Gin ate away at his plate. Half of the egg was gone! "You better start eating it. Or it'll be all gone!" Ulquiorra quickly took the other half of the egg and ate it whole. Now, for Ulquiorra it was a big deal, his mouth wasn't a big place, so chewing the egg in such a large amount was a hard task. He swallowed the egg. His throat hurt a little, as it was stretched.
Ulquiorra then went for the two thin strips of bacon, and chewed them for almost half an hour. "Gin..." Ulquiorra said as he finished swallowing. He only had one pancake and his cup of milk left. "Yeees." Gin had his outstretched fingers resting across his face. "I'm sorr-"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! No apologies. It was accident wasn't it? So let's just forget it, okay?"
"But forget, doesn't mean forgive!"
"Okay, okay..." Gin rubbed the boy's head. "What do I have to do to convince you I'm not mad at you and accept your apology?" Ulquiorra went silent as he could think up nothing at the moment. He merely humped his shoulders.
"Okay, well then...I don't know. Just know..." Gin leaned in and kissed the boy's forehead. "I love you, Ulquiorra." Ulquiorra couldn't help but smile. "I love you, too, daddy."
"Um, one more thing." Gin said. "How old are you, Ulquiorra? You seem a bit too smart for to be six." Ulquiorra furrowed his brows. "Six? I'm not six, daddy! Who told you that?" Gin looked at Ulquiorra with a mix of shock and "Oh". "How old are you?" Gin asked quickly. "I'm 10! See?" Ulquiorra held up all of his fingers for Gin to look. Gin picked up Ulquiorra bridal style and rushed him out of Eden.
"D-Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Gin ignored the child's pleas and cries for forgiveness, as he ran into Aizen at the doorway. "Aizen." he said firmly over Ulquiorra's crying. Aizen had taken the sobbing boy away from Gin and cradled him against his neck. "What? What happened, Ulquiorra?" "Aizen!" Gin said, louder. "What?" Aizen replied in a deadly tone. "How old do you think this boy is?"
"Shinji told me 6."
"Well he just told me 10!"
"Shinji?"
"No! Ulquiorra!"
Aizen rolled his eyes. "Is that true, Ulquiorra?" he cooed softly in the boy's ear. "You don't believe me?" Gin shrieked in disbelief.
"Ulquiorra."
"It is true!" Ulquiorra cried put. "I'm 10 years old."
"You're...you're so small." Aizen whispered. "If you want me to be six, I will! I can be six! Just don't take me back!" Ulquiorra was in hysterics at this point. "Don't take me back! DON'T TAKE ME BACK!" Aizen shook Ulquiorra lightly, but his voice said different. "ULQUIORRA! Calm down! NOW!"
Ulquiorra was still crying and sobbing lightly. His face was swollen and moist from the tears. Aizen held the boy tightly. Gin looked at his lover, hurt. Aizen believed a newcomer over him. Breathing shallowly, Gin rushed away from the pair. Aizen hadn't even noticed. "Ulquiorra...Ulquiorra...want to take a nap? You'll calm down afterwards. Come...come on."
Aizen had carried the boy to his room, and rocked him to sleep. To keep the boy cool and calm, Aizen thought, he turned on the air conditioning to mid-low. Aizen turned off the light and closed the door completely. Aizen still had worries for his son, so he set out to get one of those baby walkie-talkies you got for newborns to hear if they were okay or not. Aizen looked at the time, it was only nearing 11:00 a.m.
As the man dressed himself, he asked a nearby servant. "Where's Gin?"
"His Love made it is his business not to tell anyone. He just got in a pink limosuine outside and left." Aizen only quickened his dressing. "Pink?"
"Yes, sir."
"Alright...if he wants to do that-Hand me my cell phone!" he barked. The servant did as his master ordered quickly. As he walked out of the room towards the front door, Aizen speed dialed Gin. He didn't answer. Aizen swore to himself as he stepped outside, walking quickly to the open car door. He dialed Gin again. He didn't answer. "Fuck it all, Gin." he whispered quietly as the driver closed the door. He dialed his lover's number one more time. If he didn't answer-
"Hello?" There was a laughter in the background. "Gin!" Aizen said in a loud whisper which directly indicated that the rich man was not happy. "Yes, Aizen?" Gin sounded relaxed and in a good mood. "Where are you? Why did you abandon me and our son?" he asked, expecting a good reason. That was ridiculous.
"Oh? So it's our son now? They lied about how old he was and he almost killed me yesterday."
"Gin, I will tell you only once. You will return home at once from whoever you're with. You, Ulquiorra and I will sit down and talk. We will have a happy family. That is what we adopted the boy for, anyway, right?"
"Y-"
"Do not interrupt me, Gin. It is Ulquiorra's first day here, and you will love him and show him the respect he deserves. He apologized to you. You are acting like a complete, whining child! Now get home. NOW!" Aizen ends the call without looking at the screen. "If you don't mind me asking?" Aizen waited for the driver to finish. "Are you alright, Aizen-sama?" the driver asked.
Aizen merely sat back, released a loud sigh, and pinched the bridge of his nose.