What is a Heart 7
Chapter 7 ( ) = disclaimer
He walked back to her room fairly quickly. This was abnormal for him to do since he liked to take his time in doing anything without true purpose. He stood out side her door. Inside he could hear faint whispers. Without knocking he entered.
She was in the light of the moon her hands clasped together on her chest.
"Dakara ima ai ni yuku sou kimetan da
Poketto no kono kyoku wo kimi ni kikasetai
Sotto voryuumu wo agete tashikamete mita yo
Oh good-bye days
Ima kawaru ki ga suru
Kinou made ni so long
Kakko yokunai yasashisa ga soba ni aru kara
~With you" (Good-bye Days by Yui)
He didn't know what she was doing, but it sounded so beautiful to him. Such a lovely voice she had. He wondered why she always spoke so softly. So kindly. She truly was odd to him. A beautifully odd…
She stopped all of a sudden. She looked down and smiled. Her expression was confusing to him. Her eyes were crying in sadness, yet she was smiling in happiness.
"So Ill go to you now, Ive made up my mind
I want to play you the song in my pocket
I quietly turned up the volume to make sure
Oh good-bye days
I feel like things are changing now
So long yesterday and before
I have a clumsy tenderness by my side
~With you" (English Lyrics)
"Things hae changed so rapidly in my life. Nothing is ever the same for too long." She looked at him. His face was still expressionless. "Forgive me, I'm talking about nothing you would care for." She said walking to the couch.
He handed her the top and turned his back so she my put it on. "I must ask, what was that you were doing a moment ago?"
She stopped what she was doing. Was it that he truly care what it was or was it that he was just courious? She finished what she was doing nd turned to him.
"Katahou no iyafon wo kimi ni watasu
Yukkuri to nagarekomu kono shunkan
Umaku ai sete imasu ka? Tama ni mayou kedo
Oh good-bye days
Ima kawarihajimeta mune no oku alright
Kakko yokunai yasashisa ga soba ni aru kara
~With you
I pass you one earphone
And in that moment, it plays slowly
I am I loving you right? Sometimes I get confused
Oh good-bye days
Now whats in my heart has begun to change, alright
I have a clumsy tenderness by my side
~With you"
He had found himself sitting down on the couch, enjoying her voice. It was soft and slow.
"It's called singing." She told him.
"What is it? What does it do? What use is it?" He asked courious to know how it held power over him.
"Well…" she began unsure how to respond. "Singing is form of music. It's meant to express different feelings, views and even telles stories. Many people use it to express their emotions. In the case of the song I ws singing…"
"Was it of Love?" He asked.
"No, that song was of sadness." She turned from him. She didn't want him to see her cry again. Yet, what good would it do. He'll just tell her that it's a useless emotion. That she didn't need it. That it made her weak. She looked at her hands in her lap. They were the hands of princess. The weak hands that have done nothing but sit back and watch everyone else fight for her. She coved her eyes with those hands. "I hate what I am!" she yelled all of a sudden. "I hate that all I ever do is cry!" She wished for some sort of comfort. Something that would bring even the slightest peace to her heart. She knew she would receive none. No one here truly knew what comfort was. She was far more alone then she had originally thought.
Ulquiorra reached for her hand. He yeanked her around and let her hed rest on his chest. She looked up at him with widened eyes. "This is called 'Embrace'. To clasp or hold close with the arms, usually as an expression of affection." He said keeping his eyes straight ahead. "In a way a sign of compassion." He felt he bury her head in his chest. He rest his head on hers. He was strangely at peace. It seemed as if nothing could matter any more in this world. To have someone in his arms, this sweet embrace.
It was cut short by Grimmjow. He walked in to find them sitting across from each other. "You could at least try to talk to the human." He said to Ulquiorra.
"Why don't you?"
"Because, I'm not her guard dog. Besides you need to get your ass over to Lord Aizen."
"Very well. Watch her while I'm gone." He ordered the Sixth Espada.
"No way! I can handle being a messenger boy but I'm no guard dog!" He yelled back.
"If she is not in the exact same condition I left her in…" he threatened as he headed for the door.
"Damn you Ulquiorra…Teme!" he yelled. He turned to the human female. She was smiling at him. "What the hell's so funny?" he asked.
"You are." Her eyes caught sight of his hair. Its beautiful blue color seemed unnatural. She ran over and touched it.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing?" He yelled.
"Your hair is so pretty! I love blue!" She said s she ran her fingers through it over and over.
"Love it…" he thought. No one had ever loved his hair color. They had always messed with him about it. He smiled. Her fingers felt good as they ran through his hair. He began to realize, perhaps, humans were not s cruel as Aizen had made them out to be.
He pulled her off of him with little effort.
She was laughing. "You're strong!" she said as he put her down. "Grimmjow-sama, how do you get your hair like that?"
He touched his hair. "Well, nothing, it's always like that. Since the day I was born…"
Ulquiorra walked to Aizen's throne room. His mind was still with that woman. What was she doing to him? Why did he feel so strange around her? He sighed and continued on to Aizen. He was soon passed Tres Espada Harribel Tier as she left Kaname Tosen's room.
Harribel had dark skin, green eyes, blonde eyelashes, and messy short blonde hair which has three braided locks. She wore a variation of the Arrancar jacket that covers the lower part of her face downward, while baring a good portion of the lower half of her large breasts. The jacket, unlike that of other Arrancar, has a zipper running along its entire length that is opened from the bottom upwards. The jacket's sleeves completely envelop her arms, terminating in black glove-like extensions at her extremities, resembling the appearance of a cat's paw. Harribel carries her Zanpakutō horizontally across her back. The sword itself is notably broad and short compared to others, completely hollow in the middle, and has a western-style guard. She looked at him though he looked past her. "How is the girl?" she asked.
He stopped without turning to her. "Nnoitra tried to claim her not long ago." He said.
"I see. I must ask something of you." She turned to walk the oppositte dirction of him. "I know you owe me nothing, yet, I ask you make sure that he not be the one to claim her. The things that go through his head…" she took a few steps. "I'd rather she beclaimed by you." She said as she walked down the hall.
"Tres Espada…" he said as she stopped. "I assure you, as long as I am alive he will not claim her."
"Good." With that they parted ways.
He contnued until he reached the doors that lead to the thrown room. He looked at them and without further hesitation, he opened them nd walked in.