Summary: Short song fic that reveals the real Ulquiorra.
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach. I just own a laptop, word, and my imagination. I do not own the song behind blue eyes either, it is owned by Limp Bizkit and The who.
No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes
Ulquiorra looked at the captive he had been ordered to guard. She was a young girl with fiery orange hair, the same fiery orange hair that the boy who would come to her rescue had.
He pretended he didn't care what happened to her but that was a lie. Ulquiorra lived beneath a mask of lies.
Secretly he hoped the boy would succeed in his mission. It would mean his death but death was simply an escape from the lies that were suffocating him.
Now one knew the real Ulquiorra. In reality he was an inquisitive person who loved to learn.
Simple things such as a monarch butterfly or rose awed him.
He savored his visits to the real world, a place of life and beauty.
It was so different than Hueco Mundo, which was a place of death and dullness.
He had feelings even though he pretended to have none.
The girl's plight saddened him.
Why kidnap her if he didn't want to?
Aizen.
Aizen was the reason he lived beneath so many lies.
When he was first born he lashed out much like his nemesis Grimmjow.
Even though Aizen had created him, he wanted nothing to do with his war.
He'd rather read a book or meet new people and learn new things.
Then Aizen taught him his place through both pleasure and pain.
He hated the man, hated how he made him moan in pleasure or scream in pain.
Aizen taught him that he was nothing but a tool to be used and then discarded like trash.
This is the reason he called everyone other than himself trash. He wanted to pretend they were no better than him.
He looked at the girl again, who glared at him with hate in her eyes and sighed.
Maybe her savior would be his as well.
And no one knows What it's like to be hated To be fated to telling only lies