Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
A/N: Ok, now the story's going to get interesting. After all, it is strange that Mira spoke about Hitsugaya's facial expression even though she claims she's blind. But oh well. You have to read on to see why.
WARNING: Rated T for possibly nightmarish scenes, future violence and creepy seductiveness. Kids beware, and oh, don't try out whatever I wrote at home.
Hitsugaya tensed, reached for his sword hilt and looked suspiciously at Mira. There is something weird about her. How else would she be able to differentiate me from other people when I entered her room, talk about my facial expression, walk around the house and the jungle of a garden without bumping into things and without using that stick of hers as a guide? She even turns to face me, even though I walk with no sound. Anyways, how could she tell when the full moon will rise without seeing it? The only person I know blind is that captain that followed Aizen and Gin.
"Tell the truth," he told her.
Mira appeared unmoved by his sudden change in character. "Toshiro-sama, I am telling the truth."
Hitsugaya grit his teeth. She addressed me in first person. Momo... What's Momo's image doing in my head right now?Though Mira does look like Momo, it's not Momo who's saying this to me, not again.
"It's strange," Hitsugaya retorted, sheathing his sword. Hitsugaya took out his sword completely and held it in position. He was ready for a fight. "It's impossible," he told Mira. "If you dodge my attack, then I will know that you are lying."
Mira turned her head sideways. "That makes sense. Yet I might die either lying or telling the truth if I stood still." She stood up and grabbed her stick. Using the stick, she retrieved her veil from the branch that it hung from. "That's why," she began, tying the veil around her eyes,"this must stay a secret."
She finished tying the veil around her eyes and faced him. "I have never fought against anyone before.Try not to ruin the garden or kill me."
Hitsugaya took that as his cue and attacked her directly.
Mira was in front of him, his sword was getting closer, closer and closer. It touched her.
Almost.
Mira turned sideways and bent her body backwards to dodge his next swing. Her back was in a perfect arch. Hitsugaya brought down his sword to strike her. Just as he was doing so, Mira used her hand as a spring to propel her into the air. He missed her.
Hitsugaya looked up and leaped after her.
Momo, don't make me do this. Wait, Momo again?
Mira somehow dived in mid-air towards the ground. She disappeared in the undergrowth.
Useless. She's running. She might be sensing my spirit power so in that way, she can 'see' me. I'll just approach her with the stealth technique.
Where is she now? Ahead, no, to my left. Gone. Wrong, it's to the right. Gone again. What's happening? My mind...
He clenched his fists and frowned silently in frustration. Hitsugaya decided to conceal himself within the foliage of the thick trees.
The wind blew softly and at once, Hitsugaya heard a quiet whisper: Toshiro-sama. Why do shinigami's fight on the slightest whim?
He quickly swung his sword behind him and felt it enter something and get stuck there. I got her. He turned around.
Mira held her stick like a weapon. Lucky for her, Hitsugaya's sword had closely missed splitting her finger in two, instead slicing away a small part of her ring finger, enough to make the blood run down her stick. To Hitsugaya's surprise, his sword was stuck fast within a single centimeter of her stick.
Is it over?
Without warning, Mira pulled her stick towards her with supernatural strength. Even if Hitsugaya was using all of his energy, nothing could stop him from being dragged against his will to Mira. He wrenched his sword free of the stick, splitting it in two pieces, and tried to escape to a safer place by jumping.
However, before he could do so, Mira grabbed the blade of his sword and pulled the sword towards her. Hitsugaya's hand was stuck to his sword for a strange reason. Being in the air, Hitsugaya had nothing to help him dodge her and saw the splintery end of the stick coming for his chest. Using his free hand, he used it to protect himself.
That's when the stick momentarily disappeared from his view to reappear close to his head.
The splintery stick lightly tapped him on his skull as Mira's teeth sunk into his sword hand. Hitsugaya gritted his teeth and used his still-free hand to bat her away. He hit her a lot much harder than he needed to.
Mira flew through the air and hit the center of a tree trunk, denting it. She slid down ten meters and stood up using the tree base to prop herself up. In a second, Hitsugaya was standing in front of her, his sword pointed at her neck.
"Mira-san, enough," he stated boredly. "I could put you in jail for this."
Mira raised the hand she used to grab his blade. There was a dark red line across her palm. She moved forwards, her neck sliding along his blade.
Is she trying to kill herself?
A single drop of blood spilled from her neck as she turned her head sideways. "Toshiro-sama is bleeding."
Hitsugaya quickly put his sword back in his scabbard and glanced at his sword hand. He saw no blood. "You are the one who's bleeding," he retorted angrily.
Then he saw blood drop to the ground below him. It was coming from his other hand and his head, even though he had no memory of getting his hand injured.
He observed his hand carefully before realizing that it wasn't his blood.
He looked at Mira. "Stop trying to kill yourself."
"This feeling," Mira murmured touching her neck. "I had it before. Is this called suicide when I do it?"
Hitsugaya stared. "This happened to you before?"
"Mother told me to do it."
Hitsugaya gripped her hard by the shoulders and shook her. "Do you even know what is wrong and what is right?!" He shouted.
"Right, the opposite of left, or write, when you use a brush to make marks on paper?" Mira questioned innocently.
Hitsugaya shook his head violently, slamming Mira's back into the tree. "No! Neither! Right meaning correct! Wrong is the opposite!"
Mira did not move.
Hitsugaya suddenly realized what he was doing when the blood from her neck touched his hand. He let go of her and untied her veil, putting it in his pocket. He stepped back.
Averting his eyes from her face, he looked down. "Sorry," was all he could muster. The sun was already beginning to set.
"I will be fine. Toshiro-sama does not need to worry, I am used to this," Mira said sitting down. She took out a small bottle of medicine and started to apply it to her wounds. "Does Toshiro-sama want to know how I can see?"
Hitsugaya felt a pang of guilt for hurting her. Why did I attack her in the first place? I wasn't using my brain.
"I feel the small vibrations that everything gives out and sense its respective spirit force. That way, I am able to picture my surroundings. It's very easy for me."
Hitsugaya thought over what she said for a while. "How far can you see?" He asked curiously.
"I have no limits, except for the amount of energy I spend doing it."
"Is it possible for you to ignore the vibrations?"
"Yes. If I do that, I can either not see it or I can 'see through' the object. For instance," Mira turned her head to 'view' the cherry blossoms, "clothes. That way, I can tell what the person is hiding or has on themselves."
I know someone who would like that ability Hitsugaya thought. "Hiding?"
"Hidden weapons people conceal or the fact that they are female or male," Mira said mechanically. She didn't seem to care.
Hitsugaya quickly turned around as his hands unconsciously folded themselves over . E-ev-everything? "You-you mean, you c-c-ca-can see everything?" He stuttered, blushing furiously.
"Yes. Don't worry, I don't usually ignore the vibrations. Toshiro-sama's body temperature rose suddenly."
Hitsugaya took a deep breath to regain his composure. He was back to normal in a few seconds, save fore the tinge of red on his cheeks. He looked at Mira warily. "Fine, I believe you."
Mira smiled at the tree. "Toshiro-sama, hates the way I speak, right?"
Startled, Hitsugaya could only nod.
"I am worried that, if I stop talking like that, you will think of somebody else," Mira spoke softly. "Who do I remind you of? Answer honestly."
"Momo-chan," he told her. Wrong, I should have told her Momo's full name. Not something familiar.
"The one that looks similiar to me..." Mira's face lit up suddenly. "She's in the Court of Pure Souls right now! Interesting. She really looks like me."
"Are you seeing her right now?"
"Yes. Yet, she seems very unhappy. She's talking to another shinigami lady."
"Describe the other shinigami for me please," Hitsugaya asked politely.
"She has long hair, huge chest and a band with the 'ten' symbol on it, like the one on your clothes. Do you know her? Ah, Toshiro-sama, they are talking about you."
Matsumoto.
"Yes. Wait, you can hear them too?"
Not only that, you can read markings? Her vibrations would have to be super sensitive to detect the slightest change in texture.
"No, I'm just reading their lips," came the reply. "Momo is really upset though."
What could she be upset about? Was someone being mean to her?
"Hitsugaya-sama, go to her."
"What?"
"Momo-chan is your friend. You should comfort her."
"But," Hitsugaya was torn between his duty of responsibility, longing to get away from his playmate of a fiance and getting to Momo as fast as he could. I could use flash steps to get there as fast as possible. I didn't use that ability to get here because I didn't want to even waste my energy visiting someone I don't know.
Mira turned her back to him. "Come back another day Toshiro-sama. Please go."
"It ain't my fault if you get hurt then," he told her. He was getting tired of being formal.
Mira's lips twitched into a smile.
Hitsugaya began his journey back to the Court of Pure Souls as fast as he could using flash steps.
Mira felt him leave. Closing her exhausted eyes, she then stood up shakily and took a few steps towards the house. Without warning, she slipped on the grass backwards and collapsed.
Before she hit the ground, however, a pale hand caught her around her waist.
"You held yourself back too much. The only person you should fight with is me," admonished the person. His voice was very smooth. Tilting Mira's chin up, his green eyes bored into hers. His skin was chalk white and his hair color was identical to Mira's. Black marks on his face made it seem as if he were frowning and crying. Something that resembled a helmet made of bone covered the left side of his head.
Mira merely rested in the person's arms as one of her hands reached and felt the white clothing he was wearing. "You came so early today," Mira said closing her eyes. When she opened them they were plain golden.
"Is that a bad thing?" The arrancar asked. He picked up Mira and held her comfortably in his arms. "What if I'm a fake?"
Mira just smiled. "I'd kill you."
"You are leaving soon. That's why I came," he told her. "That person who just came, isn't he a shinigami?"
"Yes."
The arrancar sat down on the petals falling from the cherry blossom tree. He put Mira on his lap. "What is he doing here? If he has other intentions for you I will punish him. So don't fight him anymore. He hurt you."
"I don't know. You were the one who warned me not to use my sensing ability unless necessary. Plus you told me to be blind whenever you appeared," Mira said sleepily as the arrancar's arm reached around her waist and held her closer to his body.
"Tonight, you are leaving to the human world."
Mira closed her eyes as she tugged on one of his hands with hers and held it to her face. "You are so cold. I feel very calm whenever you hold me like this."
The arrancar's hand slid down her face to the back of her neck and pushed Mira's face closer to his. "Young one, what am I to you?"
"A friend," replied Mira.
"Everyone is a friend to you except for that woman. She is an enemy. Don't you know anything better?"
"No one has ever told me so."
"Beyond friend is a close friend. Past that is," he hesitated for a split second. "a lover."
"What is that?" Mira asked her 'friend'.
"What do you feel when you are with me?" he asked her in turn.
"I don't know what it is called. I just feel like I want you to be close to and with me forever. I'm very happy and I feel so warm when you are nearby. That is all. Do you feel this way with me?"
"Yes innocent one. That is what you would call a lover," the unnamed arrancar told her. "I am going to give you several gifts tonight. Never give them away to anyone but me."
Mira nodded her head.
"So young and innocent. My name is Ulquiorra, remember that."
Mira moved her lips as she silently repeated the name. "Ulquiorra," inquired Mira. "Are you only like this when you are with me?"
Ulquiorra looked deep into Mira's unseeing eyes. "Yes. Just like you are only this way when I am present. Call my name when you really need me."
Mira moved her head downwards. Her eyes were beginning to water.
"Use your seeing ability now," Ulquiorra gently commanded Mira. His arm that was once around her waist was beggining to creep up to her chest- not to mention his wandering fingers had just found their way inside her clothing.
Mira closed her eyes and opened them. Her eyes were now purple with golden flecks in them. They widened when she saw the face of the arrancar for the first time.
Mira's eyes became even bigger when Ulquiorra moved his face closer to hers, closed his eyes and kissed her full on the mouth.
A/N: Ulquiorra just WHAT! Not too mention the place his hand is located... Sorry if he's so OOC but don't worry, he only acts that way when he's with Mira. Well anyways, anyone notice that Mira talks differently the moment Hitsugaya left? Doesn't look as if Hitsugaya likes Mira at all while Momo just keeps on popping up into his troubled mind. What's gonna happen when Mira goes into the human world? And when there's a human world, there's bound to be...
Save that for next time. I hope you have enjoyed the story so far, but if you didn't, don't say or think that I didn't warn you. (three times in fact). Send me a message on what you think about the story!