XXVI

The Girl Next Door

They had put the women just a room away from my own. For availability, I imagined. I had orders to transfer her to one of the seven safe houses if it became necessary.

Why not just lock her away now and come back every other day to make sure nothing had happened?

Yet, this was not what Lord Aizen wished.

He wanted her pampered, protected and primped.

I set down my pen and listened carefully.

The girl next door was crying.

There was nothing I could do.

I was her protector, nothing more, nothing less.


These are especially hard, since I am not the hugest Ulquihime fan, though I will admit that read it and sometimes if it's well written, enjoy it. It seems that all Ulquiorra fanfictions are all this way so I just go with the flow. This story though, I am staying pretty far away from the pairing but there are a couple prompts that I know that I will have to breach that gap...

I promise that this is the LAST depressing one for a while...

-Quin