Chapter 10

Legal Blah: I don't own bleach, otherwise I wouldn't be writing fan fiction. (duh)

Rating Blah: M *for later yoai smut, swearing, violence, and all that good stuff

Author note blah: No I didn't die and this story isn't abandoned. I just had major writers block and a lot of stuff on my plate. After thus things will start to get interesting…woot :P. So hopefully now that we're past the whole going to Hueco Mundo, lovy dovy fluffy fluff, there can be lots of blood and naidaifu killing action. Bwhaha!! So for those of you who like fluff, Enjoy the last chapter of it and then strap yourselves in for some FUN!

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Hitsugaya stormed into the first division. He slammed open the door to Yamamoto's chamber, making the old man look up at the sudden intrusion.

"What brings you here tenth division Hitsugaya-taicho?" asked the old man with a touch of annoyance.

"Karin got kidnapped by Aizen," Hitsugaya said bluntly, ignoring formalities.

"Yes, I'm quite aware of the situation, but as you already know Ichigo Kurosaki, Rukia Kuchiki, and fukutaicho Renji Abari are already in Hueco Mundo searching for Orihime Inoue. I'm certain they will find Karin and rescue her as well."

"But they don't know she's there! Plus she was kidnapped which means Aizen might…might…" Pain filled his voice. He couldn't voice his darkest thought; that Karin was being tortured for possible information or used for some evil purpose.

"Which is why I'm sending captains to Hueco Mundo to help."

Hitsugaya bit back his next argument and responded, "really?"

"Yes, as we speak Zaraki, Unohana, Mayuri, and Kuchiki-taicho are preparing to depart along with whomever they trust to take with them. Would you like to join them Hitsugaya-taicho?"

Hitsugaya thought for a moment before replying, "No. Arigato soutaicho, but I trust your judgement." The white haired taicho walked out of the room, the door shutting slowly behind him.

Yamamoto let a small smile develop under his beard. He had heard the rumor Matsumato had been spreading.

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Matsumoto found Hitsugaya sitting on the roof staring up at the moon. Its white light shone against his hair making it glow like a beacon in the dark. The cold night air circled to mix with his icy rietsu.

The orange haired fukutaicho moved forward and sat next to her young captain. She had already heard about Hitsugaya's decision to stay behind, and knew the boy next to her was in a dilemma with his feelings.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she finally asked.

"There's nothing to talk about."

"It helps taicho. Trust me. It really does."

She looked over at Hitsugaya. His right knee was curled to his chest and he had his arms resting on it. His face was emotionless as he stared across the quiet compound of the tenth division; his division.

"Matsumoto?"

"Hai?"

"Do I make a good captain?" he asked finally looking at her. Matsumoto was a little caught off guard by the question. She sighed and hugged the young boy. Hitsugaya instantly stiffened up and grumbled.

"Yes. You are a very good captain. The best I have ever had the pleasure of working under."

She felt Hitsugaya relax a bit at the words. He awkwardly patted her back.

"Thank you Rangiku-chan."

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Ulquiorra stood before Orihime studying her. He often did this when he was bored or restless. The room was silent and Orihime sat on the couch staring at the floor between her black clad feet. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken words.

"Why are you here?" Orihime finally whispered to her captor. Ulquiorra thought about it a minute. Why did he come to watch Orihime? Because he was fascinated by her. Her long orange hair was one of the brightest colors he had seen in the white halls of the fortress. Her perfectly curved body and large bust was emphasized by the dress she wore. Her big eyes rang with despair. She was his broken bird.

He wanted to show her Hueco Mundo in only the way a real espada could. He wanted to draw out her despair, and see her smile. It was difficult to feel these things when there was a hole where your heart should have beat. Instead of warmth he felt…an ache. A deep longing ache, and he was not sure if he liked it or not.

So he analyzed her. Trying to understand the ache she made him feel. Why did he hate himself for keeping her captive? Why? WHY? WHY?!

"Ulquiorra?" her tiny voice whispered, looking up when he had not responded to her question.

"You are my charge. I have every right to watch over my charge." He knew the words were empty. He knew if he told her the truth she would shy away.

His obsession only nodded slowly.

There was a knock on the door. "Enter," he commanded. Some no name arrancar pushed open the white door.

"Aizen-sama wishes to speak with you Ulquiorra-sama," the little woman whispered a bit fearfully. The ebony haired man stood and turned his back to Orihime before striding out. It took most of his will power not to look back.

The arrancar escorted him back. She was a little brunette with her mask jutting from her left jaw as a five inch tusk. When they reached the throne room she bowed to him before making her escape.

"Ulquiorra-san, please come in."

"Aizen-sama." Ulquiorra bowed slightly. "You wanted to see me."

"Ulquiorra I am very close to making my move against our enemies, and I am in a dilemma. You see while I go to the human world to fight I have no one here to watch Hueco Mundo. So, I have decided to leave you here in my stead," announced the sadistic man.

"Thank you Aizen-sama."

"You may go now. Please send in Halibel when you leave." Ulquiorra bowed again before turning on his heal. He walked out to see Halibel holding a young girl with black hair. She looked angrily up at the green eyes that studied her. Where had he seen that glare?

"This is Kurosaki's sister?" he asked his fellow espada.

"Yes," said Halibel before walking into the throne room with said sister.

Karin looked over her shoulder as the black-haired man retreated. Aizen had called for her presence again, and she shivered at the thought of having to look into his eyes.

Aizen stood next to what looked like a small glass box. In his hand sat a small round crystal. Although she had never seen it before she knew it was the Hōgyoku from the stories Ichigo had told her from his time in Soul Society.

Halibel led a struggling Karin to the glass box where she was bodily shoved in. She was screaming for help, kicking and struggling against her bonds. Karin beat on the glass, attempting to shatter it.

Her eyes grew wide as Aizen lowered the Hogyoku to a small indent in the box and poured some of his rietsu into it.

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To be continued……………………….