What Sets Us Apart
Chapter Eight - Results of Anger
Author's Note: Yeah. Enjoy please! I need to start on a new story, badly! My ideas are fading…
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She stared at the midnight blue sky, speechless. The stars were very bright and very appealing today. She didn't know why. Her face was cold, and she could see her breath. "Beautiful view, isn't it Kuchiki-san?" Ulquiorra sat beside her as the carriage continued to roll on. She stared at him with disturbance. She would like to shout at him, however the tape carefully patted on her lips prevented her from doing so. "Now, now. Don't need to be angry." The man replied and gave a charming smile. She sneered and looked away.
Her attitude was grating his nerves. But he knew it was best to keep at peace for the time being. They had successfully kidnapped Rukia and were now taking her to the secret headquarters. "We want you to behave very well. Kuchiki-san." Ulquiorra clasped his hands on her shoulder and stared at her with a loving gaze. "If you don't…I'm pretty sure something will happen to your child." He whispered and let go of her. Rukia stared at the dark man angrily and at the same time with concern.
"We will only be using you for the final event." He chimed in proudly and left her side. The carriage kept on going, and she watched as her kingdom's shadowy figure slowly vanished from her sight.
"Grimmjaw…your turn to watch over her." Ulquiorra replied smoothly as he took over the reign. He placed himself neatly on the horse's saddle and clutched on the leather handle that took control of the creature. The stomping of the man was heard behind him, and slowly it disappeared.
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Morning arrived and Ichigo was flustered at his wife's sudden disappearance. Inori was the second to notice that his mother had vanished. "Yoruichi!" The man hollered out for the head general. A woman came slowly coming to his service. She had a frown on her lips as she knew what he wanted. "…Rukia's gone!" Ichigo replied in concern and outrage. "Go find her…" He ordered and covered his eyes with his hands. He was getting a migraine and did not want to hear anything anymore.
"Very well. I have already scattered my troops out." She replied casually and bowed. He dismissed her and she left.
Everything was going too quickly, Inori didn't know what was occurring. Maybe something serious was going to occur. He felt his heart beat quickly as he worried over his mother's safety. The boy slump on his leather chair and gazed at the empty throne room. Ichigo had already sent so many to find Rukia. Even waitresses and peasants - so the kingdom was very quiet.
"What about you?" He heard his father's voice rising with anger. "Aren't you looking for your mother too?" He replied with frustration. Inori quickly got off of his chair and rushed out of the room. He did not want to get hit by his father again. No way in hell did he want to feel that pain.
As he dashed towards the room he ran into someone. It was a man, he could tell because of his low voice and his white pointy hair. "Watch out." The man replied getting up and dusting off the dirt. "Jeez." He added picking up his sword and inserting it near his gi. Inori apologized and watched him walk off into the throne.
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"So you came back?" Ichigo asked looking rather surprised at Hitsugaya who seemed rather concerned. He clutched onto his black sheath that held his sword, Hyourinmaru. "For what purpose?" The king asked fondly, but he was a little serious as well. Hitsugaya coughed and seemed to look weak.
"…I've heard rumors." The boy announced and sat before his majesty. "Of…your rising. I just needed to see if it was true. And it was." He murmured in a dangerous tone. Ichigo gazed at him with suspicion.
For some period of time there was silence, and Hitsugaya did not know what to say. It was frustrating to see his majesty alive and well. He should be dead and at peace. That was the best situation for him. New generations had to take over… "Your majesty?" Hitsugaya replied quietly. Ichigo stared at him. "…Let me send some of my troops to find Rukia-sama." He whispered. He needed to know if she was alive as well.
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"We're here." Ulquiorra whispered warmly towards Rukia. She stared at him. He was a peculiar man. Long messy raven hair, and dark eyes filled with some evil light. "Watch your step please, Rukia-san." He replied as he took her hand and allowed her to get off of the carriage. At least he was more polite than that Grimmjaw-person.
As she got off she noticed a dark cave. A very cliché headquarters, if she had to say so herself. But in that cave she noticed that there was a barrier that protected the reiatsu of a being. So no one could detect them… "It's great. Technology, isn't it?" Ulquiorra continued to tease her and pushed her harmlessly towards the entrance. What were they going to do to her? She had no idea. But it was very frightening.
"Yay! You got her!" Yammy, a very stupid and gigantic man bellowed in victory as he found Ulquiorra holding Rukia in the arms gently. "I bet it was very hard!" He sneered, trying to humiliate the man. However it was he who was the one being humiliated.
"I suppose you can say that." Ulquiorra played along and placed Rukia on a comfortable seat. He then pushed Yammy aside and ordered him to go hunt off or something. Rukia could see that they were very much like cave dwellers, they acted like ones as well.
"Please, don't act so cruel in front of a WOMAN." A man entered wearing such strange clothing. He smiled and bowed in front of her. "Hello Kuchiki-san. My name is Luppi." He giggled and kissed her hand. She wanted to back away, but she was sitting on the couch and Ulquiorra was staring at her intently.
"Luppi. Why don't you go and hunt too?" He muttered coldly. The other man sighed and walked outside of the cave.
"You better not hurt her!" He hollered as he left. Ulquiorra rolled his eyes and then sat next to Rukia who seemed rather content that they were all gone.
"Let's make this straight, Kuchiki-san." The man whispered darkly and gazed at the carpet floor. "You leave. I'll kill you personally." He whispered threateningly. "I will give you some privilege in roaming around, but I know where you will be heading…and so forth." He whispered calmly. With that he walked away. She just stared at him. "…Curiosity kills the cat…remember that." He smiled.
Grimmjaw entered as Rukia left to explore. "Write the letter now." Ulquiorra stated immediately as he entered. Grimmjaw sighed and went to another room.
"Jeez. You're the smart one, you write it. Slave-driver." He grumbled angrily and sat in front of a desk.
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Yoruichi dashed across the forest searching for anything strange. "I guess I'm not like I was in my youth." She sighed. She couldn't sense anything, not even Rukia's reiatsu. It was very depressing. "Any sign, Kisuke?" She asked her husband who was beside her. He shook his head silently and continued to run. "What a drag." She grumbled rolling her eyes.
Urahara smiled as he found his wife's frown entertaining. She hit him along the way.
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Hitsugaya dashed towards the nearest path to the next castle. He needed to make sure if that castle had no clue of what was going on with the Kurosaki Kingdom. Any weakness could result into a war. He sighed as the wind blew past his face. It certainly felt strange to be back though.
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"Ishida-sama…" A waitress replied calmly towards her majesty. He was sitting beside the bed-ridden Orihime. He was getting really concerned. "…Please, why don't you eat your food…I will take care of Orihime-sama…" She replied. Ishida didn't move. He swore that if he left, she would never wake up. Nemu sighed as she gazed at her master. He truly loved her.
"Very well, your highness." She sighed with a smile and left.