L'indigo a Embrassé La Princesse
(The Indigo Kissed Princess)
Kapitel Fünf: Fünfte Begegnung: Wird die Bindung von sieben Herzen ruiniert? (yosh, I am obsessed with Germany now…)
.Chapter Five: Fifth Encounter: Is the Binding of Seven Hearts Ruined?.
I don't own Bleach…because Santa Claus hates me and wont give me a Christmas present…T.T
God does not play dice with the universe; He plays an ineffable game of his own devising, which might be compared, from the perspective of any of the other players, to being involved in an obscure and complex version of poker in a pitch dark room, with blank cards, for infinite stakes, with a dealer who won't tell you the rules, and who smiles all the time.
--Terry Pratchett
"So they have arrived." Lips scraped the edge of a porcelain cup as they turned upwards. "I was beginning to think they've forgotten." A small sound echoed throughout the empty room as the figure set their tea upon a small marble table. "Now, Hueco Mundo won't be as quiet." Sousuke Aizen gracefully stood up from his couch and glided across the stone floor to the door. His crimson-brown eyes slid back to the luminescent sands of the Hollow World in one last fleeting glance. Letting a small chuckle escape from his smiling lips, the Lord left his observatory.
The fun was finally beginning.
"K-Kurosaki-kun…" Her face fell into shaking hands. Strawberry-blonde hair spilling over tremulous shoulders. The sob hidden deep within the back of her was constricting her like an anaconda, forcing her to cry out. Salty tears fell through slim fingers and crashed onto the blue marble floor below. Orihime Inoue's sobs grew louder and she slid from the couch down to the floor onto her knees. The tremors her body produced caused her to lean forward and set her forehead upon the cold floor below.
Ichigo Kurosaki had finally tried to infiltrate Hueco Mundo.
An echoing creak sliced through the deathly calm silence. The light pouring into the meeting hall as ten figures swiftly walked to their chairs.
"Looks like we have intruders."
"Intruders?"
"Apparently, the 22nd underground passageway was destroyed."
"The 22nd one? That's rather far from here."
"Too bad." Gloved hands fell upon the marble table to help the speaker sit, they sighed with disinterest and leaned forward. "It would have been more interesting if they'd snuck into the Hougyoku's room instead."
A screeching whoop filled the air as a lithe eye-patched man sat back into his chair, his lanky arms folding behind his head. "This'll be killer!"
Slapping his hand down on the table the man with his eyes half open sat back into his chair and gave a small yawn before glaring at everyone. "Quiet down. I'm tired as hell, don't be so noisy." The other nine seemed to comply as the remaining five standing sat quietly. No one bothered to look at each other, each one of them fixed on their thoughts. Faint clacks were heard as three shadows grew smaller as they came closer.
"Good morning, my dear Espada." Ten heads turned to look at the speaker. "We're under attack." He was smiling despite the current situation. "But let us have some tea first."
Kurosaki Ichigo , Ishida Uryuu , and Yasutora "Chad" Sado felt like they had been running for hours on a treadmill, going so fast yet going nowhere at the same time. Their breaths were getting shorter as each one of them became more tired with each passing moment.
"It's good to have a clear view of where were going and all but man, it's far away!" Ichigo's eyebrows knit closer, either he was seeing things or… this 'Las Noches' wasn't getting any closer.
Chad gave an agreeing nod in agreement with his orange haired friend.
"We can see it. We'll make it eventually." At the rate we're going we should be there in a few hours…this place feels so strange.
"That's right." Ichigo let himself relax and keep in pace with his friends as he ran. Even though they had exchanged words of hope, it still didn't diminish his gut feeling that there was something wrong with this place called 'Hueco Mundo' His scowl deepened as he rubbed his eyes. It feels like that castle is getting smaller… what the hell is going on?! "It doesn't feel like we're getting any closer!" Uryuu Ishida turned his head towards the strawberry.
"It just means we're far away from it. You just said so yourself!" The Strawberry had spit out a 'che' and his thin eyebrow's crease deepened.
"Yeah, true…but…" Damn it…. Honey eyes watered as some sand flew into them, the stinging was intense and caused the strawberry to falter in his sprint. "Jeez!" the Quincy threw the strawberry a deadly glare.
"What is it now?!" He didn't have time this idiotic shinigami to act stupid. The words Ice-ringer spoke of ran through his head. Like a song on repeat, going on and on yet you can't change it. He couldn't forget how much respect and honor his words were laced with. How much adoration and admiration were in his eyes.
"You think you're to be feared?" As Ice-ringer lay on the ground he called out to the human who he had been defeated by. Making him look back at the fallen arrancar. "That's big talk, Quincy." The masked man began to sit up and lock eyes with the human before him. "Unfortunately, you've got things all wrong. Aizen-sama fears nothing. That's why we bow before him. For us, a man afraid of nothing shines like the moon before us." As the room he once was guardian to collapsed, Ice-ringer closed his eyes and bowed his head.
"That man is…"
The Strawberry took offense and sheepishly looked away mumbling to himself "Relax, I was just going to say that this is taking a long time. Don't get so angry!" His bespectacled friend rolled his deep navy blue eyes and his frown deepened.
"Just deal with it and run. We don't know when an enemy might attack us." Agile fingers reached up and pushed metal frames further up the bridge of the Quincy's nose. "Try to stay focused!" The orange haired teen beside him scowled and almost stopped running completely to turn and face the one who he fought beside.
"Y'know you've been acting pretty high and mighty since we got here."
"That's not true." Keeping his head straight, trying to focus on his destination that seemed so far yet so close all at once, the raven haired teen furrowed his eyebrows. "I'm just being cautious." This caused the Strawberry-blonde alongside him to roll his amber eyes and look away.
"Yeah, yeah." With that the argument had ended. Both of the humans were set on one thing and that was saving Orihime.
"Everyone has received their tea now, yes?" The Lords deep regal voice reverberated throughout the mass hall. His dark eyes bore deep into the Espada before him, each one of them looking to their master. "Now, please listen carefully while you drink." Crimson-brown eyes slid to the side, looking to one of the men behind the grand chair. "Kaname, the project if you would be so kind."
"Hai." The sound of metal scraping against metal echoed throughout the large hall and a whirring erupted from within the table. A blue beam shot out from the hole that had appeared in the middle of the long slab of marble, its bright glow causing the Primero Espada to squint and block his face with his hand. Thirteen pairs of eyes watched as three figure ran inside of the hologram. One was wearing the clothes of a shinigami and wielded a Zanpakuto as long as his body, the other wore strange white clothing and had raven hair slit down the middle framing his pale face, and the last was a strangely muscular and tall dark-skinned human with regular clothes of a normal teen.
"There are three intruders: Ishida Uryuu, Sado Yasutora and Kurosaki Ichigo." It struck something in the Sexta Espada, causing his cyan eyes to eyes widen and his thin eyebrows to crease deeply. Smiling behind the cup of his tea, the Lord didn't miss the expression the Sexta put on. Each one of the Espada took the Lords moment of silence to take in their enemies.
"They're…" Aaroniero's deep voice cut through the silence. "the enemies?" He turned his masked face to his Lord as his higher pitched voice finished his sentence. Barragan rolled his eye towards hologram once more, taking in the picture. His gruff, aged voice rang out in a hiss.
"What's this? When you said we were under attack, I was curious as to whom our enemy was." The man to his left, with the pink hair and honey eyes, also glanced once more to the holographic video.
"They're a bunch of whippersnappers!" The Octavo fixed his glasses and his lips widened. "Not very exciting at all."
"You are not to underestimate them in any way." A 'clink' resonated as the Lord set his tea upon the saucer before him. "They were once labeled 'Ryoka'" His smile widened as he recalled the days in Soul Society. "Just the four of them broke into Soul Society and fought on par with the Gotei Thirteen." He caught Zommari's attention, making the dark-skinned man to turn his head and give a questioning look to his Lord.
"Four? One of them is missing." His daisy-center colored eyes squinted. "Where is the fourth?" Aizen Sousuke merely leaned forward with his plump lips set wide in a deliciously evil smirk.
"It was Inoue Orihime." A long sigh of disappointment and boredom rang out, the high pitched sound piercing everyone's ears.
"Aw, So they came to save their friend. Why not let 'em, even though they look weak as hell?" Nnoitora rolled his eye and tilted his head back, focusing on the ceiling before he heard the Tercero's annoyed voice scold him.
"Haven't you been listening?"
"Huh?"
"You deaf fool. Aizen-sama told us not to underestimate them." Her jade eyes burned with annoyance with as she looked the man before her up and down with distaste.
"I didn't mean it like that." He glared at the stupid woman who bothered to argue with him. You afraid?" Harribel almost made a lunge for the man if it wasn't for the mutter she heard from her lover. (I went there :o)
"Baka." The Primero rolled his eyes and yawned .
"What was that, Kike?!" The Quinta espada turned to the Primero, he was ready to-in his own words- beat the living shit outta him.
"What?! I told you. I. Am. Not. Jewish!!" Starrk's rieatsu flared dangerously, as did Nnoitora's. The two were ready to jump up and start the brawl they--mostly Nnoitora--had been waiting to finish. As they were ready to push their chairs back, a hand that slapped onto the table caused them to stop and glance to the Sexta, who was now walking away.
"Where are you going, Grimmjow?" Tousen's austere voice rang out as the Sexta walked up to him. The Panther rolled his eyes and merely shrugged.
"I'm going to kill them. It's common knowledge that you have to exterminate bugs as soon as they start infesting your home."
"Aizen-sama has not given such an order. Return to your seat." The Espada glared at the defected shinigami. His lips turning into a deep scowl of disgust.
"I'm going to crush them for your 'precious' Aizen-sama!" The room fell silent and the air grew heavy, causing the other Espada to look to their fellow comrade at the stairs.
"Grimmjow." His Lords voice seemed to boom throughout the massive meeting hall. The Sexta turned around to face the Lord, or the back of his throne really.
"I appreciate your intentions, but I am not finished speaking yet. Could you return to your seat, please?" Grimmjow gave no reply, he just kept staring at his Lords throne. "Well?" Still, the Sexta gave no reply, only kept staring, it was almost as if he couldn't say anything, like the Espada was frozen. Aizen Sousuke gave a malicious smile, one the Espadas knew to well. "I didn't hear your answer, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."
It was immense. It was immeasurable in power. It was painful. The Lords rieatsu rained upon the Sexta like the waves of the ocean on the sands of the beach, and it was all focused on him. The air was being sucked out of him, choking and constricting him like a Boa, his knees buckled and soon he fell to the cold marble floor. He was hunched over, the pressure was too much, and it was drawing the life out of him. It was over as quickly as it began, the Lord was sipping his tea as if nothing had happened, his usual smile in place and his crimson hued orbs focused ahead. Grimmjow crawled away and tried to regain the breath he needed so desperately. He knew everyone's eyes were fixated on him. Each one of them judging him, their empty eyes boring into him.
"Good, I'm glad you understand." As he sat up, Aizen smiled at his subordinates. "Members of my dear Espada, as you can see there are three enemies. It's unwise to underestimate them, but there is no need to make a commotion, either. Everyone, return to your rooms and act as if everything were normal. There is no need to be insolent or impatient. Just sit and wait for them to come to us. And don't be afraid."
The Lord raised his slender hand in a welcoming motion. His eyes practically glowing.
"Regardless of the situation, as long as you stand by, me…there is no enemy capable of defeating us."
Perfectly kept eyebrows narrowed, and gorgeous lips widened.
"You IDIOT!!" Fine silver grains flew into the boys open mouth causing him to crawl over on his hands and knees and cough, much like a cat hacking up a hairball. "If you hadn't broken my concentration! We wouldn't have been pummeled by a mountain of sand!!" Closing his thin fingers together and scooping a hefty handful of sand the orange haired shinigami threw the grains at the Quincy.
"Don't go blaming me!! You should've studied more on how to control it!!" Despite having glasses a few lucky grains of sand got into the navy blue eyes of the Quincy. Almost throwing his glasses off the poor teen started to rub his eyes furiously, yelling random obscenities in the process.
"Uh, guys…" Both teary eyed teens turned to their dark skinned friend sitting on the 'wood' log. "What is that?!" In the distance, coming closer at a very high speed, was a gigantic worm-like thing. The shinigami jumped up, his hand on Zangetsu and his eyes narrowed. There was something in a green cloak, from what he could tell, it was small and was yelling quite loud. It looked like a child!
"Is that a human?!" All three of them began to sprint towards the child in danger. "Hold on!"
He mentally cursed himself.
There was one other person he was making hold on.
One other person who was waiting for far too long.
One other person who was beyond saving.
It scared her.
The feeling of the soft grip on her arm and being pulled up into familiar warmth. She had been crying for probably more than two hours as she was kneeled upon the floor with her face covered and her head bowed. It had also scared her when two arms wrapped around her waist and the feeling of one's hot breath on her temple.
"Nani ga arimashita ka, Liebe?" The deep melodic voice of the Lord in her ear scared her as well, only for a moment though, she soon felt the strange tingling sensation in the pit of her stomach she grew to be fond of. Petite hands fell from the Princess' face. Her grey eyes, red and puffy from continuous crying, glanced over to the Lord's confused face. His thin eyebrows were curved upwards and his dazzling lips twisted to the side.
"A-Aizen-s-sama…" Her voice was cracked and sore. Tear stains were dried on her rosy cheeks, the salty substance shining from the light. "G-Gomenasai…" Her head fell from the shame of the Lord finding her in such a position. "Boku wa…b-boku wa--" Her sentence was cut short by an index finger set upon her lips. His lips were against her ear as he whispered,
"Shh, Es besteht keine Notwendigkeit zu entschuldigen." Sliding his lithe finger down and cupping her chin, he pulled her face up, his lips millimeters from hers. Her knees were shaking, so the Lord gently pulled her down onto the couch. Letting her set his head upon his chest. His hand reached up and ran through her silk hair, threading it delicately. "You've going through a great ordeal. It's time for you to rest, Liebe." Slowly she nodded, her soft hair tickling the exposed part of his chest. "Alright." Carefully, he picked up the girl on his lap carrying her bridal style towards her bed. Delicately he set her down. "Goodnight." He began to pull away and would have been by the door if not for hold on his hand. Letting his eyes slither down, he saw the girl's slim hand wrapped around his, a silent plea for him not to go. He brought her soft hand to his lips and kissed her bony knuckles softly. He laid beside her, watching her curl her body and set her head on his arm, her hand on top of his. Wrapping his free arm around her waist, he pulled her closer, the feeling of her body melting with his was pleasant. The Lord's lips tenderly kissed her neck and slowly slid up to her ear, his melodic voice calming her nerves. "Ich liebe dich, ehrlich gesagt ... Bitte haben Sie Verständnis ... Ich werde nicht verlieren Sie ... Sie werden sehen, bald genug." Her breathing slowed and her mouth parted slightly. He could hear the small breaths of air she took, she made a small humming sound with every exhale, the Lord found it quite cute. Carefully pulling her closer, as to not wake her, the Lord tucked her head under his chin. He enjoyed the feeling of her hand unconsciously tightening around his as she gave a soft sigh.
He would tell her the truth, eventually. He would tell her that her friends couldn't save her. He would tell her that everyone she knew would no longer exist, not in their world or the next.
He would tell her that he loved her.
And…
He would finally break her down.
AN: Muaha-cough cough--… excuse me, I'm a little sore in the throat… EBIL AIZEN…VERY EBIL AIZEN.
HOW DARE HE?!
Hmm, this chapter … yeah…
Woo, go angst! *is shot* Gomenasai…
I don't really know what to say except…
SPOILER!!
I love the new Bleach arc!!! All the true forms of the Zanpakuto are awesome…
I LOVE Sogyo no Kotowari!! The twins are my downright favorite!!! SO CUTE!!
And Senbonzakura
And Zabimaru….
And Suzumibachi
Sode no Shirayuki is beautiful
Hyorinmaru is the sex…:D
Tobiume is cute!!
Katen no Kyokutso is gorgeous
Haineko is a bi--brat… and she is pretty--much like Rangiku
WOOHOO, REBELING ZANPAKUTO!!!!
Ahem, yes translations
Liebe: German for "Love"
Es besteht keine Notwendigkeit zu entschuldigen: German for "There is no need to apologize."
Ich liebe dich, ehrlich gesagt ... Bitte haben Sie Verständnis ... Ich werde nicht verlieren Sie ... Sie werden sehen, bald genug: German for "I love you, honestly ... Please understand ... I will not lose you ... You will see soon enough."
Also, "Kike" is racist for term for a Jewish person, Starrk is not Jewish… he's atheist… or not… do they even have a religion?!
Oh, I know that there's only five people (Ichigo, Ishida, Chad, Rukia, Renji) coming to rescue Orihime, Orihime herself making six, but I included Tatsuki in the count
Just to clear up any confusion with the title.
Anyway….
Danke Schön!
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