100 Moments of Morning Remembrance

by Quinhwyvar

One hundred drabbles about the fourth Espada. Ulquiorra walked a fine line. The emotionlessness of life. The beauty, the vile. The trust, the deceit. His emptiness. This is his thoughts on the ups and downs of life. COMPLETE. (Wishing-Fire's 100 Theme Challenge)

21. Afraid of the Dark

XXI

Afraid of the Dark

I sighed at the blacken hall, all of the electricity was out. Now the only one happy was Aaroniero.

I had perfect night vision, but it was still an inconvenience.

Still, I didn't see the smaller Arrancar until he latched onto my leg.

"AAuugghg!" Wonderweiss cried, pathetic tears falling from his eyes.

"Trash, remove yourself from my leg."

"Ummmgg?"

"Remove yourself."

"Muhu-hu-hu-GA!WA!WA!WA!WaaaaW!" I tried to shake him off.

Clutching even harder, he promptly dislocated my knee, "Auu…"

Now I was annoyed, "Tosen! Come get your trash!"

I dragged around the child until the blind man was able to release him.

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I can see Ulquiorra being forced to limp around because Wonderweiss wouldn't let go. Poor Ulquiorra, imagine if any of the other Espada saw this...

-Quin