I had just finishing working on the report and was now looking through the results from the test performed the day before. I know she has potential for improvement and she also had potential in other matters concerning change… I was not blind or ignorant to the fact that I have recently gone beyond my orders from Aizen. I didn't need to read those last two books nor did I need to look further into it when it came to me observing her.

From just being in her presence she has somehow made me feel curiosity and confusion. Both of which I didn't care to indulge in beforehand. In all this time here I've only had a few rare occasions where something had peaked my interest for a moment but that moment would pass quickly. As for confusion? It was new to me.

I was considering her being transferred simply because I didn't want to be bothered with her anymore… But I decided against it because of the implications it gave; it implied I couldn't handle her, it implied I was afraid of her changing me and that I had no control over myself or the situation.

I was not helpless against a human, against that woman unlike Aizen who seemed to slowly be turning for the worst. Yet my problem is different from his, I'm drabbling in my curiosity more than necessary, which is a waste of time. I frowned at the thought, waste is unacceptable and it reminded me of trash. Humans waste, I was not a lowly human…

I had to meet with her for her first meal, with a scowl still on my face I walked to her room. My thoughts run back to Aizen and his behavior, the more I analyzed it the more valid my theory was. He was becoming an unfit leader and all that power seemed wasted on him. My frown deepened I didn't like the idea but I would still remain loyal to him. Even though I had the intelligence and soon enough the power to over throw him, I never would. He knows that all too well…

I opened the door I could see her praying and facing the shrine I had taken from her apartment and put in here last night while she was asleep. It was one of the few things left in her apartment and I was ordered to bring everything. It was petty and below me but I did as ordered. I closed the door and looked over to the person in the picture once more. My scowl was gone and my face set back to normal, I didn't care to ask who the person was because that information was surely not valuable to me even if I were to give into my curiosity.

I sit at the table and after a few moments the servant comes in with the trolley twenty seconds early. She is still down there praying, I decided to leave her be and take the opportunity to enjoy my tea without interruption.

I close my eyes and shut down all my senses but taste. I found not only the taste pleasant but also the leisurely option to feel alone. I place the cup down and relished in the moment. I remembered when I could walk across the sands of my land just existing, quietly…aimlessly. That was before Aizen, before I had a rank and responsibilities, before I gained Aizen's trust, before I had to babysit this human…

I let my senses come back and opened my eyes to be met with her silver ones. They were cloudy and on the verge of tears, "What is wrong woman"

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Ulquiorra was looking right into my eyes, "Aizen has ordered you to kill them or die yourself" he said it plain as if he were telling me to do some simple chore. My face twisted in horror, how could he say it as if it were nothing, as if their lives were worthless.

I turn away from him ready to run but I stop short all my friends were badly wounded and tied to wooden posts in a long line. "Do as Aizen orders or I will" the demeanor in his voice is what made me shiver.

It wasn't harsh or evil, he didn't have the thirst for blood in him and I knew he wasn't a man of violence. People who enjoy killing, there's something wrong with them but I could at least have an idea of understanding how they worked. This man who's breath I felt blowing gently against my hair, he was different, he was the unknown and that's what scared me the most.

I shiver again when I feel that he I s no longer behind me, there's a moment of silence before I hear one of my friends on the far end cry out. Ulquiorra had slaughtered Rukia, I started running towards them. I was screaming out for my powers to come but they just wouldn't. By the time I've reached Ichigo, the last one alive, Ulquiorra had his sword to his throat, "Stop!" I screamed at the top of my longs and collapsed at Ichigo's feet.

I expected to hear Ichigo make a noise or for me to see blood on the floor but I didn't, I look up and the unconscious but still alive Ichigo. I look hastily into Ulquiorra's eyes, they are empty but my eyes start to widen as the fact that he had stopped sinks in.

"Why?" my voice came out weak and my distress was clear in my voice.

But he doesn't say anything, just stares at me before lowering his sword and leaning down until his face was close to mine. "No crying woman" he softly wipes my tears with his free hand. I close my eyes in hopes that in some twisted way he was comforting me.

I open my eyes expecting his green ones to be staring back at me but they weren't. I was staring at the ceiling in my room in Los Noches, I sit up and wipe my still wet face. It was horrible nightmare but the fear of the Ulquiorra in my dreams was gone and all I was left with was sadness and confusion.

I got up and readied a bath for myself while I thought about the dream. A lot of questions welled in my mind but I knew there was no point in answering them because that was not the real Ulquiorra. The one question that stuck was the fact that when I had awoken from my dream the fear I felt was gone.

Why? The reason I felt fear in the beginning of the dreams was equal to how Ulquiorra is, I don't know what he would have done in that situation but I do know what he would say. Those were the words of both my imagined version of him and the real one. I strip off my clothing and sink down into the hot water. I pondered on it for a short while before giving up and letting my mind relax.

Now perfectly relaxed and fully dressed I made my way to all the pictures I had put up when I notice Sora's shrine sitting below them. I smiled brightly and mentally tell myself to thank Ulquiorra later on. I slowly move to get on my knees and lean down to press my forehead against the floor in front of the shrine.

I start by apologizing for not talking to him for awhile and then I go on to telling him about everything that's been going on. I hear the door open and I could only imagine Ulquiorra's silent footsteps. I would speed up my talk with Sora but I just haven't talked to him in so long…. I'm sure Ulquiorra will be patient.

I finish my talk with Sora and turn to were Ulquiorra was sitting. His eyes were closed , "I'm sorry if I took awhile." He doesn't respond I get up and sit at the table across from him. He was eerily still and it kind of scared me a little, was he okay?

"Um Ulquiorra?" I half expected him to say something about me interrupting his thoughts or telling me to eat but he didn't. Concerned, I get up and walk over to him. I call out his name again and he doesn't respond.

Hesitantly I touch his for head with my palm, it's cool to the touch but not cold like expected. I call his name again and again, I was starting to panic now. What was wrong with him? I started to tear up a little I was about to summon my powers to see if they would help when he suddenly opens his eyes.

"What is wrong woman?" I smile and move to hug him but I'm stopped by his arms. I look into his eyes confused and he mirrors my confusion. My brows furrow deeper, what would he have to be confused about?