I woke up, wrapped in Aizen's arms. I shivered, despising myself for sleeping with him even though I know that was all I would be doing for a long time to come. Even though I knew Ichigo and I were over, it still felt like a betrayal, and I knew that no matter how much time passes, it will always feel that way to me. My heart, body, mind, and soul were not even mine anymore, not in the slightest. I don't know when it happened, but I gave them to Ichigo Kurosaki.

"Yasu, we need you to make sure that you'll fit into your dress, as that was interrupted last night," Ulquiorra stood in my room with his arms crossed, uncaring about the scene before him.

"Ok," I nodded to him weakly, got out of bed, put on a robe, and followed him out of the room.

He turned to me seriously after the door was closed, grabbing my shoulders in a death grip, "Yasu, you can't do this. I'd much rather see you ripped limb from limb repeatedly before I see you marry him once,"

"Gee, thanks,"

He shook his head, "That's not what I mean. Yasu, you have the power to sway any man into loving you, and you have done that so many times. You are like a light, but in all my time knowing you, I have never once seen you burn so bright as when you were with that human. I hate saying this, but I'd rather you see you dying happy, reunited with him, then live miserably without him,"

I looked at Ulquiorra in shock, never once remembering him speak so softly and with such compassion, "I don't know what to say,"

"Don't say anything. Leave now, while you have the chance and spend a few happy hours with him while you still can," He lowered his arms to my elbows.

I looked away, thinking it over, "I can't. It would kill him, and I don't want to do that,"

He let go of my elbow and tilted my head up so I could look him in the eye, "Yasu, you are hurting yourself and him by staying here. At least if you go back to him, you can die happy,"

I pushed him away, "That's well enough, but be realistic,"

"I am," His eyes scanned to the opening door and he grabbed at the white dress behind me, making it look like he was doing his job, "Insisting that you start your duty immediately,"

Aizen stepped into the room beaming falsely, "There is my beautiful bride. I'm glad I caught you before you got dressed for the ceremony,"

"Oh?" I looked at Ulquiorra with extreme melancholy as he left.

Aizen tucked a peice of stray hair behind my ear, "Yes. You know that we wear white on a daily basis, and as you are no virgin, I think we, mostly meaning you, should wear a black dress,"

I smirked at the irony, "But don't I already have a dress?"

"Do you? I think it was destroyed last night,"

I cringed at the vile memory, "So it was,"

"Don't worry my pet, it is already taken care of," He snapped his fingers and two female Arrancar entered the room carrying a silver bag.

"Well, I guess I'll see you later," I looked at the two glaring at me, very near tears, which months ago would have caused me unmeasurable mirth.

He merely nodded and left me alone. I stood there weeping as they mercilessly pulled at me like a living, over-sized doll. Finally, I was dressed for my wedding.

My flowing locks were pinned up by metallic stars with large chunks of tight ringlets left to draped around me like a thin curtain. A thin silver band encircled my head three times and held my white veil over my face. A single black line on the veil ran across my mouth in silk. White layers of chiffon clung to parts of my body and draped over others. A black coat-like chiffon was placed over the strapless white dress and was held in certain places by silver bands of varying sizes.

Ulquiorra entered my room so silently, it had been liked he never left, "It's time,"

Ichigo's POV:

I wiped my brow, the blood from the cut on my forehead seeping into my eyes. My multiple training partners took their chance and all launched their attacks at me. I blocked Zabimaru with Zangetsu, jumped into the air to avoid Kisuke'sCero-like blast from Benihime and Chad's El Directo, rolled let to barely dodge Rukia's ruthless and stunning ice attack, and caught two handfulls Uryuu's arrows mid-roll.

"I think you'll all have a chance at surviving this!" Kisuke said brightly, signaling that training was over.

I landed next to him, "I wanted to thank you again,"

He shook his head like I had offended him, "Don't mention it,"

I rolled my eyes as Yoruichi joined our group, "Alright Kisuke, it's time,"

Mocha! Ok, it's time to explain once again that I regrettably do not own Bleach and that this chapter may fall a bit short in not only words, but expectations as well. I am sorry if it disappointed anyone, but I can try to promise that the next chapter will be far greater!