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Someone Be My Escape
Chapter 6: Secrets Revealed
Grimmjow looked over as he sensed Halibel and Yammy moving their way but they were being followed.
"Shit...", he cursed, getting to his feet.
"There's no need to fight trash", Ulquiorra stated as he picked up Tamara's unconscious form and faced the male, "It is no longer safe for her to be here. It is in our best interest to assume they have already notify Soul Society about this. We're bringing her to Hueco Mundo".
"W-What?", Grimmjow questioned, rather surprised by Ulquiorra's verdict.
"You heard me", Ulquiorra stated as he held out his hand, opening up a gargantua, "Yammy and Halibel will know what's going on and will not be far behind us".
"Psshh, whatever...", Grimmjow's gaze never left the form of Tamara, no matter how much he wanted to look away he just couldn't. He was a little upset that Ulquiorra was carrying her to. Why was he so upset? Was he jealous of Ulquiorra?! No way in hell would he be jealous of this bastard. Definitely not. He just couldn't be...could he?
Ulquiorra stepped into the black portal with Grimmjow and only looked back to see Halibel and Yammy arrive just in time to enter as well. The group of Ichigo's friends arrived a moment after and only caught a glimpse of Tamara's unconscious form in Ulquiorra's arms.
"That's not good...", Renji grunted.
"No it's not. But we can't do anything about it for now, we should go to Urahara's and see how things are there", Uryu stated as he pushed his glasses up.
~In Los Noches~
The four now stood before Aizen, Ulquiorra still holding onto the human girl. They had just finished explaining their reasons for bringing Tamara back with them. Aizen seemed to understand the circumstances.
"Very well then. Ulquiorra, take her to her chambers and make sure she has something to eat when she wakes up. After eating, I would like to see her privately", Aizen instructed, watching his Espada from his perch on that giant thrown of his. Ulquiorra bowed his head to the instructions Aizen had given him.
"Yes, Aizen-sama", with that, he turned and headed out of the room with the unconscious female.
Grimmjow was about to follow after but when Aizen cleared his throat, his attention was brought back to the brown haired man.
"You all have done well in protecting her, and thanks to the recent incident, her powers have been unlocked, although she doesn't know it yet. As a reward, you four have permission to do as you please for the next 3 days. You will not be called upon for anything. Dismissed.", Aizen's words surprised the Sexta Espada. They were free to do whatever they wanted for 3 days? No boundaries? He didn't linger on that thought for long though as he left the room. He could hear that bastard of a Quinta Espada talking about how 'fine' Tamara was and he didn't know why, but that struck a nerve.
He turned his nose up however and just walked the other way. Why should he care what Nnoitra thought anyway? No good bastard wouldn't lay a hand on Tamara anyway...would he? Grimmjow's walking slowly came to a halt as that thought lingered. Nnoitra couldn't be trusted to keep his hands off anything. He would have to keep an eye on that man now.
Ulquiorra set the girl down on the bed in her new chambers and took a step back from her sleeping form. She looked rather peaceful that way, and a part of him actually felt sorry for whatever was going to happen to the clueless girl. Wait, why did he feel sorry? His nose crinkled at the thought of feeling sorry and it left a bad taste in his mouth. No way did he have any feelings of sorrow or any other emotion towards this human, this trash. She was just Aizen's pawn to play with. Nothing more.
He turned from the bed and headed out the door to get her a meal ready for when she awoke. Still, that thought of feeling sorry towards the girl lingered and made him begin to get annoyed. Trash was trash, she was trash, she did not matter to him and would never matter to him. By the end of all of this, she would probably be dead. He didn't care. He didn't! But then...why was he feeling this way?
~At Urahara's~
The remainder of the group had arrived a few minutes ago and had just been informed of who Tamara really is.
"But even if she is Aizen's daughter, why would he want her?", Rukia questioned.
"Tamara's mother had a power like none other, unfortunately I don't know all of the details about this power, but I do know that it is powerful. Aizen went after Tamara's mother for this power, but he knew she wouldn't go along with his plans and use her powers to help him, so instead of revealing his plans to her, he did the next best thing and had a child with the women. With a child, he could alter and mold the young one into whoever and whatever he wanted them to be. That plan back fired because only a week after the baby was born, Tamara's mother over heard Aizen discussing plans with Gin Ichimaru and Tousen Kaname. She fled from Soul Society that night and came here. She knew that Aizen would hunt her down so she couldn't keep the baby with her. She originally came to me for help but at the time I wasn't at my shop and since she was in such a panic and a rush to get her child to safety, she went and dropped her off at the orphanage and then disappeared. I don't know where she went, but I do know Aizen found her and as far as I know, he killed her", Urahara let out a sigh, "And Tamara has been clueless all these years about everything so she doesn't know Aizen is a bad man. He can still corrupt her, which has already started to happen since she trusts the Espada".
"We have to help her!", the twins exclaimed, "We can't just let them destroy our friend".
"And what are you going to do?", Renji questioned the twins, "It's not like you can just show up on Aizen's door step and request to see Tamara. It's more complicated than that".
"I don't care!", Natalie argued, tears in her eyes, "She needs our help and we're friends! We help each other no matter what! I don't care what you say! I'M HELPING MY FRIEND!".
"Settle down", Zeke growled, "Arguing isn't going to make this situation ANY better so just stop it. We all feel like crap for what is happening to Tamara but right now we can't do anything about it. I want to go and save her as much as the next person but we can't. At least not until we have a game plan!". The room grew silent, everyone's heads hung low. How would they go about saving Tamara from her death? How could they get her back safe and sound? This required a lot of thinking.
~With Tamara~
"Mm..", Tamara was slowly waking up, her body aching and her head pounding. She slowly raised a hand to her head, feeling a cloth on her forehead. She pulled it away and looked at it for a moment. The events that had occurred suddenly came flooding back into her memory and she quickly sat up. Where was she? This wasn't her room. This wasn't her home. Confusion and panic struck her immediately and she quickly stood from her bed. She headed for the door and was about to open it when it did on its own. She looked up at the rather familiar face of Ulquiorra standing there with a cart of food. He looked at her emotionlessly.
"Eat", he stated, nodding back towards the strange figure that had been wheeling the cart. He wheeled it into the middle of the room before turning and bowing to the two and then ran off. Tamara wasn't interested in the food though.
"What's going on?", she questioned, "Where am I?".
Ulquiorra looked at her dully. He wouldn't answer that. "You will know soon enough, now eat. Aizen-sama is waiting".
Aizen? That was the guy that had sent the four to protect her, right? So then she must be in a safe place now...right? She let out a sigh of relief, but some how she didn't feel so relieved. She felt awkward and out of place. Like something about this place wasn't right.
"Eat", Ulquiorra spoke once more, watching the female as she looked towards the cart and nodded.
Tamara walked over to the cart and pulled the lid from the food and what she didn't expect was it to look appetizing, but it did. She began to eat, feeling a little uncomfortable though because Ulquiorra was just starring at her with those emerald eyes of his and it was starting to get on her nerves.
"Do you mind not starring? It's rude, not to mention awkward", she growled at him. He didn't look all that different from when she first met him. The only differences were the weird thing on the side of his head and the green tear like tattoos that streaked down his face from his eyes. His skin, hair, eyes, posture, all of that was the same. His attitude seemed a little off, but not by much. Just what was he anyway...?
Before the question could be asked, Ulquiorra suddenly turned around and walked towards the door, "I will be back in Twenty minutes. Finish eating by then and you will get your answers". With that, Ulquiorra was gone.
Tamara looked back at the food, "I have so many damn questions and no damn answers....God, this is annoying".
She finished eating and just took a seat on the bed, letting out a soft sigh. She didn't have a window in her room, which was rather depressing. She would've loved to see exactly where she had been taken, if only through a window.
~At Urahara's~
"That's a great plan, the only thing is, we don't have a damn army! Idiots!", Renji scolded the twins. They had come up with a plan to bring an army to wherever Tamara had been brought to and rescue her.
"Aww, you don't have to be so mean! We don't see you coming up with anything, pineapple head!", the twins retorted.
"Didn't we just say fighting isn't getting us anywhere....?", Rukia asked, rubbing her temples in annoyance.
"Kurosaki-kun! You can't!", Orihime's voice was heard in the next room where Ichigo had been resting. A few crashing noises were heard and a door was slid open into the room everyone else was in. Ichigo looked at them, his breathing out of sync.
"Where's...Tamara..?", he grunted out, seeing as the punk girl wasn't in the room at all. When he saw everyone look away from him sadly he immediately knew. He growled and walked towards the door, Renji getting up and standing in his way.
"I don't think so Ichigo, you're injured so get your ass back in bed", Renji stated, pointing towards the room he had just come from, Orihime now standing in the door way.
"You can't do anything when you're so weak, Ichigo. Just go back and rest!", Urahara seemed rather calm about this situation.
"But...She's in trouble...Why are you all just sitting here? She's...she's your friend...right?", Ichigo questioned, his fists tightening.
"She is our friend, but we don't know how to go about saving her. It's not like we can just waltz up to wherever she is and make false threats against whoever's there to give her back or else. We're coming up with a plan though, so just get back in bed", Zeke stated, looking away from the carrot top.
"We'll go there...and fight to get her back...", Ichigo stated.
"And how do you expect so few to go against however many of those weird freaks there are?!", Zeke growled, a sudden anger sparking up within him, "Out of all of us in this room right now there's only eleven of us and four of us don't even know what the hell is going on so just shut the hell up and go sleep. It's not like you knew her anyway". With that, Zeke got to his feet and stormed out of the shop. That was the first time any of them had seen Zeke lose his temper. It was obvious he was worried and upset about what was going on with Tamara. After all, they had been friends for a while, not as long as Orihime had been, but pretty close.
~In Los Noches~
Tamara now stood in a room alone. There was just a couple chairs, a table, and a strange stand. When she approached the stand, it opened up to reveal a strange object inside. She wasn't sure what it was but it looked sort of like a little crystal of some sort.
"Hello Tamara Yachiki and Welcome to Los Noches", the sudden voice startled her and she quickly whirled around to face a man who was now walking towards her. He had brown hair and dark brown eyes, and he was smiling but some how that smile didn't seem very welcoming.
"Uhm...Hi...", she wasn't sure who this guy was but she felt a little uncomfortable around him.
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sousuke Aizen", he stopped in front of her and held his hand out for her to shake it.
"Oh, you're that guy that sent those four to protect me", she pulled a fake smile out and shook his hand. Some how shaking his hand made her feel weak. Like all the strength was just being drained from her body. But that feeling quickly disappeared when she released his hand. She watched as he walked around her and took a seat in one of the chairs and told her to sit as well. She did.
"You are probably quite confused about what is going on now with what you have witnessed recently", Aizen began.
"Of course. I mean I was just another teenager and now all of the sudden I'm being attacked by weird people and find out four people that I thought were normal teens like me, aren't and have these weird bone things on them and one had a hole in his stomach and another has a hole through his chest, and I bet the other two have holes as well somewhere", she shuttered at the thought. How could someone live with a hole through them? It just sounded and looked wrong.
A chuckle came from Aizen, "Grimmjow, Ulquiorra, Halibel, and Yammy are all arrancar, but they are at the top of their class as Espada rank. They used to be hollows but I helped in getting them the forms you see today".
"Arrancar..? Hollow?", she was now really confused.
"Hollow's were formerly human spirits that were not sent to this place called Soul Society after death. This makes them lose their sense of being and giving them a craving for human souls", he noticed the slightly frightened look on her face, "Don't worry over it. You're safe here. Arrancar are hollows that have had their masks almost completely removed, and that is probably the bone you were talking about. Despite having a human form, they still have their hollow hole as well".
"Ok...so what is Soul Society...?", she asked.
"They are the enemy", Aizen stated simply, "If they knew about you, they would have taken you away from your life and locked you away. I tried to give you that normal life with my Espada guarding you, but unfortunately your life was beginning to be at risk so you had to be brought here to Los Noches, a place in Hueco Mundo".
"I'm still confused...", Tamara murmured, placing a hand on her head, which was hurting with all the information she was getting, "Why are people after me anyway? I'm just a normal teen".
"That is where you're wrong. You are far from normal", Aizen stated, watching as a questionable expression appeared on her features, "You have a very special gift. Many want to use it for their own good, but I want to help you use it to bring peace to the world as we know it".
"But why...?", she asked, "Everything was just fine before all of this happened. I liked my life the way it was. I had plans for the future and now this shit fuck's it up and I'm being told I have some sort of fucked up gift that can bring peace to something I know nothing about. Look buddy, thanks for the help but I wanna go home. I'm not using whatever the hell this gift is! I wanna be normal, damn it!".
"I'm afraid I can't let you go home", Aizen could see the anger in her eyes, "If you go home now, you will only be killed. You see, the enemy knows where you are now and if you just suddenly leave your life will be in danger and most likely you will die. You don't have to decide right away, but do consider my proposal. Just think of it this way though, you could put an end to the fighting and stop the killing of so many innocent people, like your mother tried to do".
Tamara froze at the mention of her mother, "What the hell are you talking about...?", she growled, "I don't have a mother...".
"Your mother was a brave women, so brave that she would even give up her own daughter to protect her from those evil people within Soul Society. She left you in the living world to protect you from your death, but Soul Society found her soon after and she was murdered. Slaughtered like a wild animal. She loved you, truly she did, but she wanted to protect you even if it cost her, her own life", Aizen saw the sudden streak of anger now on her face as she rose from her chair.
"Listen buddy, didn't you hear me! I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING MOTHER OR A FUCKING FATHER SO FUCK OFF! I'm not going to end some stupid war! I'm not going to believe in any of this! I'M A NORMAL TEENAGER!", she could have punched him right then in there but instead she merely turned and ran from the room. Her head hung low as tears came to her eyes. She tried her best to hide them, to make them go away as she ran but they wouldn't.
She didn't know where she was going but nore did she care. She wanted to go home and see her friends again. She didn't care for this, she didn't believe in any of this. This was just fucking her life up and she didn't need that! She had plans for her life, she was going to live her dreams and now all this happened and she could just see her dreams shatter before her eyes as well as her friends. Everything was going to change and she didn't want that.
She turned the corner into another hall but crashed into another figure. The figure was like a wall and didn't falter when she crashed into them, and she almost fell backwards if it hadn't been for the person wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her balance. She finally looked up to see it was Grimmjow and he could see the fear, the sadness, the anger, all of the emotions that she was feeling on her face. Then it happened. She just broke down and berried her head into his muscular chest, crying like a little child.
Grimmjow watched the girl begin to cry, and normally he would have pushed someone away and made a smart remark about them being a little baby, but not this time. This time was different. He felt the need to comfort the girl before him. Though he wasn't sure why she was crying, he just wanted to tell her everything would be ok.
His arms wrapped around her form and pulled her closer, his head leaning down to rest on top of hers.
"Why the tears...?", he asked.
"I...I...met Aizen and...", but she only began to cry harder and he held onto her more.
"Shhh, it's ok...", he whispered. Just what exactly had that bastard Aizen said to her? That man was a real asshole.
The two stood like that for what seemed like ages, Tamara slowly calming down from her crying. She pulled away from him, which slightly saddened him but he didn't show it. He watched as she dried her eyes with her hand.
"Thanks Grimmjow...I just needed a good cry...", she stated to him.
"What did Aizen say to you?", he asked, ignoring her thanks.
"Something about a war and my gift...But I don't want any of this...I just want to be normal...", she sniffled slightly, blinking away the set of tears that wanted to fall now. Grimmjow had no idea what to say to that nore did he understand the way she was feeling but he didn't like to see her upset. She was normally that punk girl who didn't care what people thought or said. He had never seen her cry in the short time he had known her and now that he did, he didn't like it.
"I think I'm just going to go back to my room now...", Tamara stated, "But uhm...I don't know which way to go...".
Grimmjow let out a heavy sigh and grabbed her hand, leading her down the hall. It wouldn't be good if he just let her wander the halls on her own. He knew of a certain Quinta Espada that had his eyes set on the female.
Unknown to Grimmjow and Tamara, two emerald orbs were watching them from down the hall. It was Ulquiorra. He held this strange emotion inside of him that he didn't understand. All he knew was that he hated Grimmjow right now. He wanted to be the one holding Tamara and helping her, not that idiot of a Sexta Espada. For the first time an emotion actually showed on his cold features and that was hate. His eyes glared into the back of Grimmjow as he walked down the hall with Tamara. Why did he feel this way? Why did he feel that no one else should touch Tamara? That she belonged to him?
~With Aizen~
"Just the reaction ya were expecting, eh?", questioned the silver haired fox as he stepped from the shadows after Tamara had run out of the room, "Why don'tcha tell'er you're her father?".
Aizen kept a smirk plastered over his features as he got to his feet, turning towards the silver haired man, "It's not the right time yet, Gin. But she will know soon enough".
"Ah, so ya want me to arrange for her to be executed or something...?", Gin asked.
"Hmm, no. She can live for now. I want her to suffer with the knowledge that I have what she tried so hard to protect..", Aizen stated with a chuckle.
END:~ A little bit of Grimmjow love and Ulquiorra jealousy! Next chappy I'll probably have Grimmjow be the jealous one, dunno yet lol. And I guess you guys can assume who this women Aizen and Gin were talking about at the end, eh? Well I hope ya enjoyed! Please review or no more chapters!