I'm sorry for the super, duper, uber late update Dx. I will hopefully be updating a lot more often from now on! :) Sorry!

I just...kissed Ulquiorra...I turned redder. And...he kissed me back! That was...that was too good to be true! I slowly tugged on the dress still lost in thought. Absentmindedly, I had finished dressing and was now kneeling on the floor in a daze with my fingers to my lips, enjoying the afterglow.

I was suddenly snapped out of my daze by the voices outside. I recognized one as Ulquiorra immediately. So he was outside waiting… I strode over and placed my ears against the door. The second voice I recognized as Nnoitra, the 5th Espada. The sick bastard that's in love with Nel. I wonder what he's doing here...My mind flashed back to the episode when he bullied Orihime and his past of reducing Nel to what she is now…I shook the memory off and listened.

"It is none of your concern." Ulquiorra replied stoically to something I didn't hear, but there was a hint of irritation that hadn't been there before.

"Don't tell me you haven't tried her yet. That's what took so long, right? If she were under my care, I'd do her every chance I got." Nnoitra smirked. I cringed. Had I had it in mind that he would be this much of a disgusting lech? I sighed. But now, I understood. This world is mine, not Kubo's. Ulquiorra kissing me, Nnoitra being a sick bastard...the original characters would never do it. This is the world that I created. I wondered if I could still change what is unwritten...I suddenly remembered something. My story was supposed to be a tragedy. I was going to have Ulquiorra die as he did in the original story. I went cold. I don't want him to die. But Ichigo is coming, and no amount of persuasion or tricks is going to keep those two apart. It was almost as if destiny had woven them together. Well, technically Kubo did the weaving. I sighed. I hadn't heard the rest of the conversation when the door I glued my ears to suddenly swung open. It hit me in the face and sent me reeling backwards on my ass again. Ulquiorra stared down at me with unmoving eyes as if the moment we had together was only a figment of my dreams.

"Ulqui-

Before I could finish saying his name, I was already in his arms and he was striding down the corridors again. I relaxed and enjoyed the moment. His arms are so strong… I stole a glance upwards to his face and blushed just when his eyes locked with mine. Momentarily, I got lost again in his eyes. It was only when he released his hold and dumped me unceremoniously onto the floor that I was snapped out of it. Ow...he didn't have to drop me…

We had arrived and I hadn't even noticed. I gulped. We had arrived at the meeting table where Aizen holds his little meetings with the Espada. They all sat at the table with their heads turned towards us as 12 sets of eyes examined me. I wanted to squirm under their gaze and hide behind Ulquiorra, but instead, I stood up shakily to my feet and gathered what courage I had to not fidget with my dress.

Aizen was seated at the far end of the table furthest from me as he lounged with his head rested on his fist smiling at me. He spoke, "Hougyoku, do you have a name?"

I bit my lip and immediately released it. Don't. Fidget. Name, name, name. What the hell was I going to name her again? My mind was blank. I couldn't come up with a single one. I didn't exactly have all day to sit here and come up with a name for her, so I said the only name that came to mind. "Scarlett." My voice sounded a lot more confident than I felt. I always hated speaking in front of people!

"What a beautiful name." Aizen said gently, "These are my Espada." He motioned with his hand to the table.

My eyes darted around and I recognized all of them. It was almost surreal to be standing in their presence. They had always existed behind the monitor screens and now they were...there. I lingered on Grimmjow, who was still sitting there with a scowl plastered on his face. Why must Kubo make him so hot? It's such an unhealthy relationship…My eyes went to Starrk and I remembered his past with Lilinette and how he would lose her and die. I blinked past him to Halibel and saw her fraccion defend her before they had turned into Arrancar and how she would die at the hands of Aizen himself. I took a sharp intake of breath. I wasn't sure if I could do this. I suddenly wanted to blurt out everything. I wanted to scream at them and tell them to ditch Aizen and tell them how they would die so they can avoid it. I wanted them to live! Halibel, Starrk, Barragon, Ulquiorra, their fraccion, they can all live! The others...I really don't give a shit. Grimmjow doesn't die anyway. I bit down hard on my lip. I can't. I can't tell them. The Hougyoku doesn't see the future. And plus, if I change the future, god knows what will happen to the story, hell, to any of them. One theory in quantum physics says that destiny cannot be changed...you can throw a rock and create a ripple, but the current will always go back to the original course. They will die, and it'll end up being one of those Final Destination movies. I shuddered. There has to be a way!...

"We're joined here today by a special guest." Aizen continued. Tousen moved and I saw a bandaged hollow kneeling in a glass box of sorts next to him. That is how they make arrancars…

Aizen motioned for me to come. I took a deep breath and made my way slowly over. Ulquiorra had sat down when I was lost in my thoughts trying to save the world. I couldn't help but glance over when I passed by his chair. He was still emotionlessly ignoring me. Indifference. It stung my chest a little. When I had reached Aizen, I realized I had managed to walk without stumbling. I guess my legs were stronger than I had given them credit for.

He strode over to the box and I followed him like a lost puppy. "Scarlett, would you lend me your power?" I swallowed. What choice did I have? I nodded uneasily. In actuality, I had no idea what I was supposed to do. What if I couldn't change them into arrancars anymore?... I mean, I couldn't make a cero for my life. I am so screwed! I thought about telling Aizen the entire truth, that I wasn't the Hougyoku, just the writer...I'll be damned if he believes me! And plus, he might determine that I'm useless trash and then kill me! Nope. Definitely not telling Aizen.

I stood nervously in front of Aizen as he placed his palm on my chest. It suddenly felt very hot. Scorching! It was as if he poured liquid fire into me from that spot on my chest where his hands were. It scalded my veins until it filled me from my fingertips down to my toes. I was so hot! Then I felt it move. It was as if whatever he had stuffed into me all began moving at once. The feeling was so foreign that I cringed and fell to my knees. He was no longer touching me, but whatever he had put in me was still there. I felt like it would rip me apart. I let out a scream that I could no longer hold back. It HURTS! Oh god, oh god, oh god. Please! Make it stop! I clutched my body with my own hands as my fingernails dug into my skin. Hunching into myself, I felt it dig deeper into me. It was as if it was digging its way into my soul, my core, and suddenly, it connected. As if a vacuum existed inside the very center of me, it sucked all of it away and my body did something that my human body had never done before. I'm not sure how to describe it. There are no words to articulate the feeling of some muscle or bone that had never existed before flexing and...converting that hot energy into power. It's metaphysics that our human bodies will never understand just like you cannot describe color to the blind or noise to the deaf. And yet experiencing it...it stopped me dead in my tracks as my brain struggled to wrap itself around what happened...the feeling. I felt it find an outlet and I realized this was the power that made Hollows into Arrancar.

My hands absentmindedly went to my chest where the...conversion happened. It felt normal again. I was beginning to forget the feeling already, as if it had never existed.

"Amazing." Aizen snapped me back to reality, "I dare say it is stronger now than before. It took more of my reiatsu to fill it. I wonder if that makes a difference in the arrancar created."

My eyes turned to the unbandaged arrancar that now knelt before me and I gasped. His reiatsu suddenly filled the room and I momentarily lost my breath. Furthermore, I recognized him. This was Luppi, the arrogant bastard that was going to punch Matsumoto full of holes. I clenched my fist. The more I do this, the more the world is going to be destroyed…Or maybe it was all going to go up in flames whether I have a hand in it or not. Destiny was weird that way. Luppi existed in Kubo's world even in the original world. What is meant to happen will happen. I felt a tear sear through my eyelids. What will happen will happen and nothing of this world or not can change it. Ulquiorra will die. So will Halibel, Starrk, and Barragon. Aizen will discard them and try to create the key to the Spirit King's realm, but he will be stopped by Ichigo and get sealed away. That, will never change.

While I had been lost in thought, Aizen had said something. He now looked at me expectantly for a reply. I snapped out of my daze and stared blankly back at him. The edge of his lips tilted upwards, "Our little Scarlett is always in a daze." He chuckled, but I could tell there was a sliver of hostility lining the laugh. He was not happy that I had ignored him again.

I immediately fell to my knees with my hand balled up into a fist in front of my chest the way Ulquiorra greets him, "I apologize for my transgressions, Master. It won't happen again." I gulped. Please him or die, Scarlett. Catch on quick! I prayed to all the gods that I had learned in my religious studies class while I knelt, staring a hole into the granite tiling. His hand patted my head softly. I looked upwards with frightful eyes. His smile was still that same scary tilt of his lips, but there was no longer hostility in the corner of his eyes. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I forgive you, Scarlett." He turned to the table and continued, "From now on, she will be allowed full reign of all of Los Noches. She is under my protection. Ulquiorra, you will continue to oversee her well-being."

I couldn't help but feel a small flare of happiness at being told Ulquiorra was going to look after me. For now, Aizen had also assured my safety. I doubted any of the hollow would be stupid enough to disobey him. I was also allowed full access to all of Los Noches. Though, I wasn't sure what I was going to do now. I bit my lip.

Aizen finished addressing the Espada and dismissed them while I had once again dazed off into my own thoughts. It was really a bad habit of mine I needed to fix. If I wasn't careful, my head will fly...I sighed, still kneeling on the floor. When I looked up, Ulquiorra was standing in front of me staring down with those same mesmerizing green eyes. Immediately, my cheeks exploded. He simply stares at me and I regress back into a 12 year old! How unfair is that!

I gritted my teeth and held up a hand, "Help me up." I commanded cheekily. For a second, something passed through his face and then it was gone again. He took my hand and hoisted me effortlessly to my feet. I fell into him for extra support. Aizen had apparently scared my muscles away again.

Wordlessly, Ulquiorra picked me up again while I wrapped my arms around his neck. His eyes flitted down and stared at me as if I had a code written on my face that he was deciphering. I squirmed, biting my lip again.

He finally broke the silence, "You bite your lips. Why?"

Did I mention my face was already red? Ya? Well it just got redder. I wasn't too sure how to reply. I mean, what the fuck do you say when your crush asks you why you're stuttering around him like an idiot or why you're half chewing your lips off because you're so nervous? Just what do you say to that?...

"Um…It's a habit...sorry…" I mumbled as I cursed my tongue for almost getting in the way. Just what was I apologizing for anyway? My god I sounded like a social outcast that's never talked to the opposite gender in my life! He continued to stare at me. Doesn't he know it's rude to stare?! I was now concentrating very hard on my fingers to keep them from tapping, and every time I began to bite my lip, I willed my lips away by sheer willpower. God, how long is this torture going to last?!

After what seemed like a century, he finally turned back to the hallway and strode through. The walk back to my room was mainly filled with awkward silence. By the time he reached the bedside, I expected him to dump me as unceremoniously as the first time. Instead, he gently lowered himself to place me on the soft, barren mattress before withdrawing his arms. I released his neck rather unwillingly. His scent lingered around me for a moment longer before he turned and headed for the door.

It's now or never, Scarlett! Man up! Or...woman up! I bit my lip, "Ulquiorra!" I called, just as he was going to close the door. The door paused and opened a bit wider. He stared back at me emotionlessly. Just what am I thinking?...

"How can I...call you?" I trailed off my mumble. I knew he heard it though.

"I will come tomorrow morning." He answered monotonously as he shut the door softly.

I tried to ease past the disappointment that now prodded at my chest. Heaving a sigh, I pulled the blankets around me. Slowly, I felt a smile curl around my lips. I couldn't help it. Muffling my face in the blanket, I took in the smell of Ulquiorra's lingering scent. It was a sweet and yet very male scent that I could not place. There is no describing a person's scent. I felt my pounding heart begin to ease off the pedal. My eyelids felt heavy as I remembered the day's events. I was well and truly here. Ulquiorra was real and he kissed me! My god! I am now the happiest fan girl in the world! I was giggling to myself while sleep lulled me into its comforting embrace. I sank back against the cloud-like mattress. Tempurpedic? Fucking Aizen is...Aizen. He can afford Tempurpedic…How does he get money though? I mean….money here and there is...must...be...different…

Right before I drifted off into my dreams, I heard a familiar giggle echo in my head. I was going to open my mouth to tell her off, but strangely my brain wasn't feeling up to it.

That night, I dreamt of Ulquiorra's arms around me while I snuggled up to him on a soft pink cloud. They were so strong and I could feel the muscles flex underneath my touch. Happily, I looked up to find his emerald eyes, ready to get lost in them, but instead I found a set of sapphires. They were beautiful. Almost as beautiful as the emeralds. My gaze followed along his cheekbones down to his jawline and to his hollow mask on his right cheek. Right cheek? But Ulquiorra's mask isn't on his right cheek...It's on his head, silly Scarlett! I reached my hand out to cup the opposite cheek, leaning in to look at the mask. Since when did Ulquiorra grow another mask? I opened my mouth to tease him about it just when my eyes connected with his. Sapphires the color of the infinite sky. I froze. My blissful laugh froze at my throat, my breath along with it. A streak of blue lined the bottom of his eyes, a striking color that matched his boldly spiked hair. It was as if my mind had ran itself into a wall and now it was dazed, but slowly collecting the pieces to puzzle back together. I blinked. Nope. He was still there. I rubbed my eyes and opened them again. Nope, still there. I buried my face against his chest. Nope. I'm still dreaming. I laughed to myself. Why the hell am I dreaming about Grimmjow? Ha! Aha… I breathed in deeply to calm myself. What filled my nose was a spicy scent. Almost like a strong cologne, foreign and exotic. I jerked myself back away from his chest and jolted my head back to look at his face. My god...It's Grimmjow!...

His lips pulled back into an amused smirk, "Morning, Sunshine." I let out a yelp as I shoved him as hard as I could away. He didn't budge. In fact, ironically enough, I was the one that had ended up on the floor. I stumbled to my feet, but my dress got caught on the covers and down I went again. Staggering back up, I glared daggers at the man that lounged mainly nude in my bed. He had started laughing at me. And yes, he looked hot, but right at that moment, I was too angry to be distracted.

"What are you doing here, Grimmjow?!" I screamed at him, blushing madly at my own befuddled stupidity. He was still laughing when I yanked the pillow out from under him and smacked him in the face with it. He threw it aside easily and lounged against my bed like he owned it, the laughter slowly fading.

"You're cute when you're angry, Sunshine." He smirked, laughter still occasionally sputtering from his lips. I glared harder. I reached for the pillow again, but his hand closed around my wrist and pulled me back into bed with him. I yelped, but on top of my muscles not working, he was also wayyyy stronger than me. He pulled and I fell into his chest as he wrapped his other arm around me, snuggling me into him securely. I blushed harder.

Shoving at his chest futilely, I seethed, "Don't ignore me! I asked-

He pulled me again and I fell against his chest, cutting myself off mid-sentence. I grumbled and screamed, blushing all the redder, "I asked- I asked why you're here!" I struggled against his iron grip, but he only smirked easily down at me as if I was being difficult. Eventually, I gave up and settled with glaring at him as hard as I could. He seemed to find that amusing as another burst of laughter overtook him. By the time he stopped laughing, I thought I couldn't glare any harder.

"I had a sudden urge to see you, so I came." Grimmjow answered, still holding me against his chest the way I had woken up to.

"What do you mean you had a sudden urge to see me? You can't just barge into someone's room and sleep with them!" I hissed back at him angrily.

His smirk widened enough to see teeth, "I didn't see you complaining about it before."

"I was ASLEEP!" I growled. He only chuckled.

I sighed, "What do you want?"

"You." He smiled, "You interest me, Sunshine."

My heart skipped a beat as my face lit up again, "Well...you don't interest me." I almost choked on my lie.

"Really now?" He smirked as he pulled me closer until our faces were a breath apart. His sapphire eyes seemed to pierce through me. For another moment, I got lost in his eyes. It was like looking into an ice crystal that reflected all of winter if you would just look hard enough...As I got lost in his eyes, he smirked once, and closed the distance between us. His lips crashed into mine fiercely as if he were trying to eat me out from my mouth. I shoved at his chest and screamed into his mouth, but he ignored me. His hands crushed me to his chest as they enveloped me. My lips burned where he ate at it. His tongue darted its way into my mouth, violating me in every way possible. After a while, I seemed to melt into him. I stopped shoving and relaxed my body into his. I felt things low on my body clench in anticipation from the rush he was giving me. I was like a moth being devoured by his flames, helpless, but yet irresistibly drawn to him. I felt a sound escape from my lips. It was halfway between a whimper and a moan; regardless, it only made him all the more eager. His hands ripped away at the dress Ulquiorra had given me to bare my nude body to his touch. The moment his bare skin touched mine, it was as if some switch deep inside me had been flipped. I started to push away at his pants that he still wore, eager for more of his touch. His fingers found their way to my top and he ripped away the fabric with one jerking motion that only seemed to arouse me further. I let out another whimper for him. It urged him further, and before long, we both were completely stripped of cloth, tangled in each other's arms. He finally pulled back from my lips and gave me the look that men wear when they're looking down at you and know that you are theirs to take. Theirs to devour. It was a smirk that brought pleasurable chills snaking down my spine.

I'm not sure what surfaced my brain long enough to think through the sheer need that was riding me, but Ulquiorra was suddenly in my mind. I remembered the face he made when he realized that he wanted me, wanted to kiss me. And I remembered the way he lowered me gently to the mattress as if I were made of fragile glass that would shatter at his touch. It snapped me awake from the stupor that took me.

Grimmjow was kissing his way down my neck when I placed a hand resolutely against his chin, stopping him. His eyes flitted upwards to me with slight irritance, but continued anyway, ignoring my hand. He did something with his tongue that parted my lips and washed me back under the comforting veil of pleasure.

"S-stop! Grimmjow! No more!" I stuttered, desperately picking out the words that I needed to say from a brain that no longer worked. He ignored me and continued downwards towards my chest. I knew if he continued any further, I wouldn't be able to stop him.

"Grimmjow!" I cried, "Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!" He sent me another annoyed glance upwards, but otherwise continued. My mind was racing. I was going to be taken! If I don't stop him now, I'll be-!

"Pantera!" I screamed randomly. He stopped. I gazed down at him breathlessly.

"How do you know the name of my Resurreccion?" He narrowed his eyes at me, sex now flung to the back of his mind.

I took a moment to breath past my pounding heart before I said, "No sex."

He rolled his beautiful sapphire eyes at me, "Answer me, woman!"

"I'll tell you if you promise not to ever force me again." I returned.

He tsked in annoyance, "You looked willing enough."

"If I say stop, you stop!" I argued.

He stared at me as if I had sprouted a second head, "Alright! Now answer me!"

For a moment, I froze. What am I supposed to say to him?...I am not of this world and your world is just an anime. I actually watched all 366 episodes so I know that your sword is Pantera and you'll soon fight Ichigo and get your ass kicked? Oh ya, that'll totally work! My mind scrambled for an answer. Something completely stupid crossed my mind, but I was out of time. My mouth opened and I blurted it out before I could think of anything else.

"I am the Hougyoku, I am all the knowledge in the world." I stated arrogantly. I regretted it the moment it slipped from my tongue. Really? Scarlett, really? Of all the things you say, you say the cheesiest bullshit you can think of? Say Ulquiorra told you or something! What are you stupid? He'll never buy it!

Sure enough, he was sporting the most suspicious look in his eyes. He eyed me sideways with a scowl as if to say he'll eat me if catches the first whiff of a lie. I was so royally screwed…

"What? Don't believe me? You were alone before you met your fraccion, but when you joined them, they stopped becoming stronger so they asked you to eat them so that they wouldn't regress. What else do you want me to say? How about that you were secretly happy that they joined because-

His hand closed around my throat as I crashed back into the wall behind me. They were squeezing, but not hard enough to kill. If he wanted to kill me, I'd already be dead. It was a warning. A warning for me to shut my blabbering mouth. If I were logical and reasonable and thinking straight, I would have took the warning for what it was and shut up, staying the hell away from Grimmjow, but I wasn't logical. I wasn't being reasonable. It was in the middle of the night, I got dragged into a wack-job of a world by a character that I made, and woke up next to a nude man that was this close to raping me. No, my head was far from thinking straight.

I grabbed the arm that closed around my throat and yanked with all the pent up anger and frustration that bubbled inside of me. His fingers slipped away from my throat as I rode him down onto the bed. I pinned him down with my arm against his throat glaring daggers at him. His eyes were wide and lips parted in surprise. I hissed down at him, "I will not be tossed around by your whims, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. I will break you, Cat."

For a moment, he lay back on the bed in stunned silence while I watched him process what had just happened. Then suddenly, he broke out into laughter. He threw back his head and laughed like he had just heard the funniest joke in the world. His sudden laughter startled me. His body was relaxed and no longer pushing against me; it felt stupid to hold him, so I started to let go. As soon as I loosened my hold on him, he yanked me and turned. Once again, I was under him while he pressed his nude body against mine. He gazed down at me with newfound respect and a wide smirk.

"I like you, Sunshine." He chuckled, and lay a soft kiss on my forehead. Before I could move a hand to smack him, he was already off the bed and gathering his clothes that were strewn across the floor.

"I will come see you tomorrow, Sunshine." He promised, sending me a glance that sent shivers down my spine, "For now, good night." He smirked and disappeared out the door as suddenly as he had come. I was left stunned and naked on my own bed, mind still reeling from what had just unfolded.

"My name is Scarlett…" I mumbled to myself grumpily. Even to me it sounded petty.