Message to readers from Ulquiorra:

God Dammit. Things have not gone to plan. It seems Tesla has revealed things all too soon and Adoriana now knows that Nnoitra is in fact alive and well. I have received orders from Aizen to speed things up; we will be returning to Las Noches this evening. Szayel needs to make sure he gets his part of the deal done quickly too… we will be needing Nnoitra's spirit body back and in working order before tomorrow.

Sigh. I am sure you are wondering what on earth is going on. Well, you already know more than Adoriana herself, who does not know just how involved she is going to be in the next few days. As you and I well know, she is not one to fight. Especially against her superiors. However… in order to save her rank and life, she is going to need to.

And that is all I am permitted to say. If you have figured out Aizen's plan then congratulations. If you have not, you shall soon find out. And when you do find out, do not feel the urge to revolt. We wouldn't want any more people getting killed now, would we?

Chapter 14

I don't understand. Nothing… nothing makes sense. I'm trying to add it all up, really I am. But how is this possible? I saw him go down, the memory is still tattooed on my brain as if it had happened just days ago. And yet here he is; holding me in a way I've been longing for the past five months. I didn't think it feasible to recover from the fatal blow he received that miserable afternoon… how? How is this happening?

"Nnoitra-sama… Nnoitra-sama… Nnoitra-sama…" I repeated softly, somewhat resembling Inoue as she cried out for her orange-haired hero. Reiterating his name was a subconscious attempt to make the situation real, to somehow prove to myself that this was not yet another dream in which he appeared and disappeared in the space of a few seconds.

"Yeah, that's ma fuckin' name. You got anythin' else to say besides that, huh?"

He let me go, bending down to my level and sweeping the hair from my face. Tucking a piece behind my ear, he suddenly crashed his lips into mine, sending me backwards a few steps and into the wall. Nothing unusual. I waited for him to hastily undress me in the way he used to… but there was nothing. Just the kiss. That one, rough and unplanned kiss. It really was him. Holding back no longer, I threw myself at the ex-Quinta as the river of words came tumbling out of my mouth.

"Nnoitra-sama! I… I've missed you so much, I've wanted to see you so much and every day I lose myself just thinking about you, I want you back Nnoitra, I want you back forever," I cried, throwing feeble punches at his chest in frustration and relief, "Please, please don't go anymore… don't leave me again! How could you be here all this time, how could you be living… breathing and moving down here all this time and I didn't know!?" The tears streamed down my face, harder and faster than ever before… never had I feltso many emotions at one time. Anger, frustration, happiness… love.

"C'mon, shut up already. Last time ya saw me, you were babblin' on about somethin'… you gonna finish off what you were tryin' ta say?"

Oh no. He can't, he wouldn't make me say that. Not now, not here.

"Say it, for fuck's sake! Tell me, tell me right now."

He had me by the shoulders; face inches away from my own. There wasn't another option. Besides, my feelings hadn't changed. If anything, they'd grown stronger. I opened my eyes properly and looked straight into his.

"I love you."

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I knew it. I fuckin' knew it! Trust her to come out with it now; she ain't left herself much time to show it. Granted, s'not like she knew where I was or anythin'. But I don't remember her tellin' me this back when things were normal. She tried, I guess.

"You're a fuckin' weirdo, ya know that?"

"I know. You've mentioned it before. But… you never answered me. Why are you here? God, I'm looking for an answer, I'm trying to work this all out but it doesn't make sense."

Fuck, I can't work out why she's crying. Does she want me to be here or what? I bet she's gone and fucked that emo bitch. I better find that out soon, 'cos if she has, I'll have to smash his fuckin' head in.

"Why d'ya wanna know so badly eh? Ain't it good enough be being here in the first place?"

Adoriana stared at me, eyebrows furrowed in what's probably become her every day facial expression. With her lips slightly parted and face tilted upwards towards me, it was like she was practically begging me to just fuck her right there. Which I would 'a done, if she hadn't of started babbling on again.

"How can you even think that!? It's more than good enough you being here… it's like the craziest of daydreams has become a reality for me! I'm at a loss for words, Nnoitra-sama. I don't know what else I can say to make you understand how happy I am now you're here."

"Fine. If ya love me so fuckin' much, tell me this. Who do you belong to?"

She paused. I wanna know, since she's the 'almighty Quinta' now… who the fuck she thinks she belongs to. 'Cos as far as I'm concerned, that little red-haired bitch is mine. All mine. I made her what she is now, if anythin'. And it's my power she's scavenging off of right now… without me, she'd be fuckin' nothin'.

"As if you need to ask. I am not my own, Nnoitra-sama. I'm yours, I am your property, I belong to you and no one else. I only do what Aizen tells me to because he's stronger than I am. I do what you say because I want to."

Heh. She hasn't changed one fuckin' bit. S'great, really is. But I'll tell ya one thing. It's gonna make killin' her a whole fuckin' lot harder.

A/N: Yeah I went there... three different perspectives in one chapter. I hope this doesn't confuse people... I guess it's pretty obvious who is who (with all the swearing and that). Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed, review please bitches. CottonSocks