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I believe in you

I'll give up everything just to find you

I have to be with you to live to breathe

You're taking over me

I look in the mirror and see your face

If I look deep enough

So many things inside that are

Just like you are taking over


Evanescence- Taking over Me

Chapter 3: Taking Over Me

Sweet desires filled the mind of the lord. He was tempted. Even though she wasn't around him, he could still smell the lavender and vanilla scent that was on her body. It was very intoxicating. He placed his hand against his palm. Aizen rested his eyes for a moment. Slowly heaving in and out. The man then opened his eyes, very lazily. Tracing his soft lips with his hand, still feeling the remnants of the girl's lips upon his.

This was quite odd. Aizen developing strong emotions for this girl. His Princess. His future Queen. Wanting to hold her, touch her, hear her little moans of pleasure and fear as he makes love to her. Orihime's petite hands gliding their way on his masculine body, as she would be underneath him. The man would marvel the sight of her. Hearing her voice call out his name. 'Sousuke…'

Aizen deeply sighed. His thoughts were not clouded with such perversions. His thoughts were only set on his desire for him being with the adolescent. It was only passion that filled his mind. Aizen loves the girl, but he wants her to love him back.

The gentleman got up from is throne and his hand pushed back his hair, only for the little strand to fall back into place at the bridge of his nose. Aizen needed to head back to his room, for his lover might be waiting there. He started to walk at a slow pace, pushing his hands into the pockets of his Arrancar jacket. His mind was still set on the girl. Thinking about her. His feet scuffed lightly against the marble floor and the echo cooed around him ever so softly.

Aizen paused. His legs stopped moving. "How long were you spying on me, Gin?"

The signature grin was held upon his face. "Ah yea, cau't me Aizen-taicho," said Gin as he walked out of the shadows. "Well, since da time yea enter da throne room and sat down…"

"Oh," Aizen turned around to face his fukutaicho. He perked his brows. "And why was your reason in doing so?"

"Yea looked very relaxed and it seems yer up ta somethin'," the kitsune said looking at his taicho without opening his eyes.

Aizen leaned against the wall some, his hands still in his pockets.

A smile from ear to ear of his subordinate's face "Is it da 'princess'?"

He was quiet for a moment and a devious smile split his handsome feature. "Yes."

"Ah."

"Gin, would you mind leaving me be for a bit, I need time to think to myself."

"Hai, Aizen-taicho," the kitsune said as he headed in the opposite direction. Grinning the Cheshire cat grin of his.

Aizen was left there alone. Thinking to himself. He then pushed his body up off the wall and continued on walking in the large corridors.

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Orihime was preparing to go to sleep. Aizen told her that Ulquiorra will come to guide her to his room, but no sign of him. Maybe he forgot to tell Ulquiorra.

She was wearing a long gown that fit perfectly on her womanly curves. It was a soft silky material and its color was completely white. White. The color wasn't really a color, only a neutral. It was something that made all the colors. White is pure, just like the snow. She was pure, innocent. He liked that.

Out of every color, she would be the purest color. Unlike her, Aizen was the absence of color. Black. He wasn't pure. Even though he wore white in his Arrancar garb, it doesn't mean he is. His soul, it was tainted, tainted with the blood he spilled, his betrayal and so many other sins he has committed. He was opposite of her. It was quite unusual.

The adolescent girl sat down on the couch in her chamber and leaned her head up on the back of it. She sighed. Her eyes slowly began to close. Before she dozed off, a few knocks were heard.

"I am entering onna." The voice on the other side belonged to Ulquiorra. Orihime could recognize the tone of his voice. It wasn't that hard to figure out. After all, he was her care-taker; she had no choice but to listen to his voice.

"If you please follow me, Aizen-sama has requested me to retrieve you," said the ivory Arrancar. The girl nodded and followed him outside of the room. Her feet were bare. She felt the icy coolness of the marble floor just beneath her feet. It brought a chill on her. She was thinking she should have stayed with her Arrancar attire. The reason why is because of the many males in Las Noches would stare at her. Especially Nnoitra Jiruga.

Her head sunk. Feeling a deep strange feeling in the pit of her stomach. They finally made it to the bed chamber's door of Aizen Sousuke. Okay, her eyes were somewhat wide. She thought the icy floor gave her chills, she had to think again. Orihime could feel the immense reiatsu on the other side of the door. Ulquiorra stepped away from the girl and headed off. He stopped and glanced back her.

"You may enter the room," the pale Espada said as he left the young female.

Orihime watched as the door had opened itself. Her body began to quiver. Her heart racing. She did not want to face the lord.

"Ano…" The girl peeked through the room and steadily walked on in. The back of her long night gown dragging against the floor. Her grey hues studied room. She imagined his room would be somewhat lit up, but instead, it was dark. The only light was only from the moon and it beamed through his balcony's opening. The air was cool as it made its way into the room, blowing the hair off of her shoulders and away from her face.

Aizen leaned up against a wall in solid black robes. Something very similar to his previous Shinigami kimono. Instead, it was more like a Yukata. He watched the young female in awe. She rested her arms on the railing of the balcony. The luminous moonlight filled the entire room. It was very astonishing.

Orihime wasn't alone. Large hands began to caress her very body. Heavy breathing on the back of her neck. Kissing and nipping her bare-skin. A small moan escaped her lips. Her eyes widened. She turns around quickly. Staring into a serious pair of honey colored eyes.

"Hmm, you look very beautiful my dear," he smiles and presses his pelvis against hers.

"Ah- ...Aizen-sama…" her cheeks a deep hue. The girl's hands gripping tightly against the railing. "A…Arigato…." She said and looked away from him. Tightly shutting her eyes. Their position right now was almost like they were life long lovers.

He chuckled, "You are so very adorable as well…" holding her close, one hand against her wrist and the other on her back. Just an inch from her face. Already, he had popped her bubble space. Interferring. Uninviting. She was forced to look at him. It was uncomfortable. That little strand of hair dangling onto her face. His lips only seconds away from hers. They were like Red Butler and Scarlet O'Hara in the Gone with the Wind. She really felt like she was in the Great American Classic.

She had only seen the movie a few times when she was back in Karakura Town. Her class did play it once or twice and seen it at her house. But the love scenes were most intriguing to her. Normally she would have a pint of Blue Bell's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough with gummy worms and bean paste while she is watching the movie. But not this time. She was not sitting on her couch and eating big spoonfuls of ice cream and watching this flick. No, it was like she was O'Hara. She took a deep breath and continued to stare at the man.

"I did say I had plans for the two of us," The gent smiles. He stood beside her and his hand among her hip, guiding her to the nearby large, industrial style chair. Her eyes peer into his. Her mouth is shut. Her face is that same rosy color.

He sits himself down and pulls her onto his lap. Orihime appeared petite. Only at 5'2" and weighing 100 pounds. Aizen, however, he was 6'1" and 163 pounds. His body was built.

Aizen moves closer to the girl, his mouth gracing her cheek. He gets close to her ear. "I want to talk to you…"

"T…talk to me?" She titled her head some, slightly heated by his hot breath on her.

"Mhmm." He nods.

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A/N:

WAH to be continued :D

I hope you liked this chapter…nehhhh…took me 2 weeks to type o_o'!

Um I hope it doesn't suck…I am still an amateur…-sighs and bangs head-

Anyways, I have been very busy and had to somewhat postpone the story.

Yes I was helping my dad build a kennel…no, not like the ones that are called crates, but 'FENCED' in animal runs…well its been like 2 months since we worked on it…D: MY BACK FUCKING HURTS.

FLABBAGABAMOFFERFUFFER!!!

-calms down-

Okay that's over…

I am so excited about Saturday…as you can see I seen all Bleach episodes in Jap. so far…but I like to watch them in English too…

And while I was at PersaCon I met the all time kick ass voice actor…He does the voice of Older Gohan, Narrator from DBZ, Kiba Inuzuka, Kamina, Aizen Sousuke, and et cetera…yes, KYLE HEBERT!!! WHOOOOOOO!

Oh by the way, my friend told him to do Aizen's voice while getting his autograph and I nearly fainted o_o! I was caught off guard! Yeah this was back on the 25th of July…D:! I was crying because I met him! Ehhh well I will just post up pictures on my DeviantArt page so yeah…

love you bunches and thank you so very much for the favorites and reviews…Again I hope you like this chapter and hopefully chapter 4 will be up anytime soon…

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