FLUFF CHAPTER! x3
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Chapter 6: Estar Harto De
"Sick and Tired"
R'mekia sighed, looking at the food before her. Her stomach churned and she suddenly had the feeling of nausea. She pushed the plate away from her and sat up on her bed.
"Uuuhhh," she groaned. She felt her forehead – she seemed fine, but her stomach was queasy.
"Shindori nen, na?" (I'm exhausted, huh?) She picked up the glass of water and sipped it, the soothing liquid bringing a little bit of peace to the ragging tornado within. She sighed, 'Why in the world do I feel so bad?' She groaned again, holding back the strong urge to suddenly puke. She felt terrible, utterly terrible.
There was a knock at the door.
R'mekia sat up, she croaked, "Na?" The urge to throw up came back again, but she resisted, painfully.
It was Ulquiorra. He looked at her on her bed and raised an eyebrow, "Daijobu ka?" He frowned, taking note that she looked paler than usual and that her cheeks and forehead were flushed.
R'mekia shook her head, "Iie."
Ulquiorra walked over to her and pressed his cold hand to her forehead, causing R'mekia to moan – his cold hand against her warm skin felt wonderful. She then blushed; ashamed at what she had did, praying that he didn't notice. Luckily for her, he didn't.
Ulquiorra sighed, stating with a matter-of-fact tone, "You have a fever."
R'mekia was shocked, "Honma ka?" (For real?)
Ulquiorra sighed again, "Ee, I'll go and get you a cold washcloth. You're burning up."
R'mekia closed her eyes, "Go ahead."
R'mekia slowly opened her eyes. A blurry black-haired arrancar with piercing green eyes came into view. He put a fresh washcloth on her head, stating, "You fell asleep."
R'mekia blinked, "I did?"
Ulquiorra nodded, "Ee, you were asleep for probably a couple of hours. Which is good, you need your rest."
R'mekia looked up at the ceiling, "Why do ya think I'm sick?"
Ulquiorra shrugged, "Probably stress." He got a cup of water and pressed it to her mouth gently, "Do you think you can keep this down?"
She nodded and swallowed. The cold water soothed her dry throat. She felt refreshed and more alert. She looked at him and weakly smiled, "Oki ni, Ulquiorra." ('Thanks' in kansai-ben.)
He shook his head, "Do itashimashite, Aizen-sama told me to take care of you."
R'mekia winced at Aizen's name, "Does he know that I'm sick?"
Ulquiorra nodded, "Hai, I told him. He's concerned."
R'mekia sighed, "So ka."
Silence.
R'mekia cleared her throat and hesitantly asked, "Is… Grimmjow… daijobu?" She braced herself for a cruel retort – Grimmjow and Ulquiorra weren't exactly the 'best of friends'.
Ulquiorra took the washcloth off of her head and dipped it in a bucket of water. He then placed a fresh one on her head. He looked at her, curious, "Why do you ask?"
R'mekia shrugged, "I'm just curious."
Ulquiorra stared into her eyes, "Really? Or is it something else?"
R'mekia blinked, "Why do you care?"
He chuckled, repeating, "I'm just curious."
R'mekia pouted, "You're mocking me, aren't you?"
Ulquiorra smirked, "And what if I am?"
She rolled her eyes, "Forget it. I'm goin' to sleep." And with that, she closed her eyes.
(Dream Sequence)
R'mekia was before Aizen. He looked down at her, smirking evilly, "And for punishment for defying me, you shall have your arm cut off."
Aizen used a kido spell and R'mekia's arm was cut off, blood spilling everywhere, "AAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
Hiyori came into view, "Kisama-yaru!" She punched R'mekia right into the stomach, "Why did you leave us, na? Why do you have to be such a selfish…aho!" She slapped R'mekia on the right cheek.
Ulquiorra then came into view, "I'm disappointed with you, R'mekia-san."
(End Dream Sequence)
R'mekia woke up, panting and wheezing.
Ulquiorra looked worriedly at her, "Daijobu ka, R'mekia-san?"
R'mekia put her hand over her eyes, "Just a bad dream."
Ulquiorra nodded, "So ka." He picked up a small bowl, "It's soup. Are you hungry?"
"I'll have a couple spoonfuls," R'mekia sat up.
Ulquiorra carefully filled the spoon up with water and angled it into R'mekia's mouth. R'mekia swallowed it, slightly blushing, 'I'm being fed by an Arrancar! An' Ulquiorra at that!'
After a couple of spoonfuls, R'mekia told him that she had enough.
Silence.
Ulquiorra got up, "I'll go see if Aizen needs me." He went over to the door and opened it.
Before he left, R'mekia called out, "Chotto matteru yo!"
Ulquiorra turned around, "Hn?"
R'mekia looked away, "I want you… to stay with me."
Ulquiorra closed the door, "So be it." He walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, "Why do you need me?"
R'mekia shrugged, "I jus' want someone to talk to. It'll get boring if it's jus' me all by myself, y'know?"
"Hn."
She looked up again, "Thanks for takin' care of me."
He sighed, "I told you before. I'm your caretaker. This is my duty to Aizen-sama."
She smiled, "Wakata na, but still… arigato."
Ulquiorra sighed, looking away, "Hn."
Once again, R'mekia fell asleep. Ulquiorra couldn't help but look at the vaizard before him. She was actually… pretty? He looked at her face – she looked so peaceful, so…
Ulquiorra shook the thoughts out of his head, 'What am I doing? I'm her caretaker! I can't be caught up on stupid human emotions.' He was disgusted with himself, 'I'm turning into Grimmjow…' He changed picked up the washcloth on R'mekia's head. He stared at her, 'But still…' He shook the thoughts off again, 'I'm pathetic.'
(Dream Sequence)
R'mekia and Hiyori were in a flower field. Hiyori was stepping on the flowers with her sandals with powerful thuds. R'mekia sighed, "Yameru, Chibi-no-Hiyori-ya."
Hiyori scowled at her, "Then what am I supposed to do? Pick 'em?"
R'mekia smirked, "You could do that, or you could just not step on them."
Hiyori rolled her eyes, she crossed her legs and hovered in the air, floating next to R'mekia as she walked forward to a cliff that overlooked a vast ocean.
Hiyori smiled, "Kirei, na?" (Pretty.)
R'mekia nodded, "Ee, it is."
Hiyori looked up at her, "You're in a dilemma, na?"
R'mekia was confused, "Wh-what do ya mean by that?"
Hiyori smirked, her gaze resting back to the ocean, "Ya like two people – depressed little boy an' buff manly-man. It's hilarious tha' ya picked such polar opposites."
R'mekia blushed, "Well I-"
Hiyori laughed, "You're blushing!" She stuck her tongue at her, pulling her left eyelid down with her index finger, "Nya! You're such a love-stuck, aho, Remekia."
R'mekia sighed, "It's 'R'mekia' now, Hiyori."
Hiyori brushed it away, "Yeah… soooooo." She floated right in front of R'mekia's face, "Who are ya gonna choose, na?" She sheepishly grinned.
R'mekia sighed, sitting down, "I don't know… I mean, they're so different, y'know?"
Hiyori floated to the right, "Ee, an' the one tha's hotter than the other is more… ano… womanizing than the other, who's less attractive yet… nicer."
R'mekia waved it off with her hand, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever."
Hiyori put a finger on her chin, "But…you could go with Plan C and go with someone completely random and-" Before Hiyori could finish, there was a cero aimed straight for her head. Luckily, Hiyori dodged it. She turned to R'mekia and spat, "WHAT WAS THA' FOR, KISAMA-YARU?! I'M TRYIN' TA HELP YA HERE!" She crossed her arms, closed her eyes, and floated once more, "But… do you have a plan?"
R'mekia dangled her feet on the edge, "Not really…"
Hiyori looked at her, "Well…" She looked at R'mekia, an evil glint in her eye. "There's always next time." She got behind R'mekia and pushed her off the cliff and into the water, "GOOD LUCK, KISAMA-YARU!" She turned her back to the falling R'mekia and muttered, "You'll need it."
(End Dream Sequence)
R'mekia woke up, looking frantically around, "Y-yume ka? Demo…"
Ulquiorra looked at her, arching an eyebrow, "… Are you sure the shinigami didn't do anything to your brain?"
R'mekia gave him a 'Shut-up-you're-not-helping' look and slowly got up. She sighed, 'So it was a dream… but it seemed so real, though! And 'Hiyori' has a point…' She looked at Ulquiorra and then thought of Grimmjow. She sighed, 'Great.'
She looked at Ulquiorra and sighed, "I'm goin' back ta sleep." She fell back, her head falling back on the pillow with a thud.
Ulquiorra shook his head, "There is something wrong with her brain."
Awww... Ulquiorra's got feelin's for her!
