A Pizza Looking Drabble Series - 6
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love him…. No.. I can't say that! Not here, not even in my own head! Eraser.. Eraser… Dammit! Why did I use a pen!
I could probably scratch it out! Solution… But, Why am I writing this?
Alright. Calm.. Think of chappy, horror mangas and orange- NOOOO! Um… Pumpkins!
I was thinking about pumpkins…
I'm not going to scratch it out, I guess. No one is going to read this, and if they ever did I promise to rip them apart. Limb by….
"Trash." Ulquiorra scoffed, dropping the diary onto the ground. "Complete utter trash. Not even worth the time I spent reading it." Completely ignoring the book on the ground, he then focused his energy on sensing where the shinigami were.
To his left, he sensed a strong, wild, uncontrolled spirit energy. In a split second, he held up his sword, a black katana meeting his blade, sending up a spark of powerful blade meeting another.
"Espada…. What are you-" Ichigo questioned, not even noticing the diary underfoot.
"I don't have time to speak to trash. I am here to fulfill Aizen's mission, nothing more, nothing less."
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"Ichigo.." Rukia said, her voice full of concern. His spiritual pressure had just flared, right near the suspicious energy from before, except for this time, the other energy seemed even more powerful.
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"What's that insane spiritual pressure... And Kurosaki?" Hitsugaya pondered, as he accelerated his shunpo towards that direction. Whoever it was, even Kurosaki wouldn't last long..
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"I sense Ichi-kun!" Yachiru cheered, and Kenpachi stopped.
"What direction?" he asked, a wild grin forming.
"But…. There's also a hollow-ish one too… Kenny, is Ichi-kun in trouble?"
"No, why would he be? Now I have two opponents!" Kenpachi cheered, taking off in a mad dash towards his direction directed by Yachiru.
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Stepping back, Ichigo spotted the diary. His eyes went wide.
"Do recognize that trash, Kurosaki?" Ulquiorra asked.
"Uh…." With a quick motion, he grabbed the diary, praying that after this fight, it would still be intact. He was more worried about what Rukia would do to him if it was damaged than anything the Espada could do.
"Apparently you do." He sighed. "Enough with this, Kurosaki, you're coming with me."
Ichigo's eyes widened. "To hell I am."
"You really don't have a choice in this matter trash." Ulquiorra said.
Before Ichigo could say anything, he was relieved to hear the sound of the several ending shunpo's. Rukia and Toshiro were now studying the Espada, shocked expressions forming.
"Espada, what are you doing here in Karakura- Wait… Is that MY DIARY?" Rukia said, fighting down the urge to strange the orange head when she finally spotted it.
"Kuchiki I don't think it's-" Hitsugaya started to say, before receiving a glare, that would stop just anyone short of Unohana herself.
"Insignificant trash, heed my warning. Any of you enter Hueco Mundo, there will be no mercy."
He was met with confused stares.
Especially when Ulquiorra pulled out a needle, and stuck it into Ichigo's neck.
With a gasp, Ichigo was unable to do anything as the liquid quickly made its way through his system.
Falling to the ground, Ichigo was unconscious, and instantly sucked into a quickly appearing garganta. Ulquiorra didn't spare a glance as he followed, and it closed before anyone could do anything but blink.
Rukia fell to her knees, her hands clenched into fists, tears threatening to escape. "First, my diary…. And now Ichigo? What kind of day is this supposed to be? What if they read it?"
Toshiro was a bit perplexed. "You think about your diary, when Kurosaki gets kidnapped?"
Rukia looked up, tears threatening to spill. "I've got to save my diary, and no one can read what's in it!"
Toshiro didn't say a word. Trying not to look her in the eyes, he wasn't going to tell her how many people had read that thing, not anytime soon anyways.
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King, you weak little bastard! You let yourself be kidnapped like a little kid in a park lured by candy!
There was no response from the unconscious shinigami.
You're an idiot! Lemme show you what REAL power is!
Black reiatsu exploded from the shinigami, filling the white room he was held. Sitting up, black eyes with yellow irises examined their surroundings.
"What a weak weak king!" he chuckled, then looking down, he noticed the diary still clenched in his hand.
"What an ignorant king…" he smiled, opening to a page.
He could destroy everything after he saw what was inside Rukia's diary, especially since the people he could destroy wouldn't be aware of him being awake for a couple more minutes. He also remembered what Ichigo had read before, and he knew that the raven-haired shinigami was hiding something. Maybe, feelings?
Feelings he could manipulate, and then make fun of his king for.
Opening the diary, he started reading…..