L'indigo a Embrassé La Princesse

(The Indigo Kissed Princess)

I do not own bleach…not even a little bit…this makes me sad…

Kapitel Sechs: Sechstes Treffen: Vom Himmeln, Von den Sternen, und Von sogar noch höher

.Chapter Six: Sixth Encounter: From the heavens, From the stars, and from even higher.

-Tite Kubo.

"To the celestial and my soul's idol, the most beautified Ophelia, Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love." ~Hamlet

Her Awakening:

Strange…

Eyelids fluttered open before instantly closing shut, the sudden light blinded the grey eyes they shield. Wait…light? Groggily, the eyelids opened once more, but just barely. The light wasn't its usual silver, it was a bright yellow, and it shined through the windows like diamonds. After blinking twice for good measure the eyelids let grey orbs see the glowing room before them. For a moment, Orihime Inoue believed she was back home, in her small futon and sleeping in her favorite pink shirt and navy blue sweatpants covered with her nice warm blankets. Though, in the back of her mind she knew she was dreaming. In reality she was in a dark, empty, death filled desolate world. Caught like fly stuck to flypaper waiting for a slow, lonely death.

Yet she closed her eyes once more and thought that maybe she could savor this dream for one last fleeting moment before having to wake up to the fact that her beloved Ichigo was going to die because of her.

His Awakening

Odd…

This wasn't the bed Sousuke Aizen slept in… No, it was too soft and the covers were to heavy. He opened his crimson eyes to find a blinding light greeting him like a smack to the face. That was…peculiar. Last thing he recalled was that Hueco Mundo had no sun… Another thing he recalled was where he usually slept, which was in a room that was not this one and in a bed that was not this one. Also he didn't sleep with something in his arms. Although… there was that one time in his days at the academy, but that was highly irrelevant. He would have looked down if he could have, but there was something blocking him from doing so, like a soft head of hair, and under that, the face of a beautiful sleeping teen. After pondering for a moment the Lord began to recall the events of last night. His Princess had been crying profusely over the fact that her shining knight in armor--shinigami with a sword-- would most likely end up being eradicated due to her actions, and Sousuke Aizen being the great, loving, and caring man he is, decided to pay a visit and comfort her. She stirred beneath him, her hands pulled his arm to her chest and he heard her mumble, in the softest of voices, incoherent nonsense. It caused his lips to turn upwards, but that was a quickly killed happiness as he heard his Princess mumble once more. Her words causing him to scowl with distaste and annoyance.

"Kurosaki-kun…" Jealousy was a foreign feeling to the Lord. He had no reason to be jealous of anyone, everyone was a pawn, a replaceable pawn, albeit some were more important like his Rook, Gin, and his Bishop, Tousen. His scowl slowly was replaced with a malicious smirk, one that was known throughout Hueco Mundo as a bad sign. With a plan in his head and a smile on his lips the Lord bent down and let his mouth find its way to the teens soft, delicate neck. He gave it the most tender of kisses and chuckled deep in his throat. With that his head fell back onto the pillow next to his Princess'. He closed his eyes and slowly let sleep consume him.

Aizen Sousuke would make sure that the name she so softly uttered would never come out from her lips again.

Their Awakening

What?…

Orihime Inoue's eyes opened once more, not only to be greeted by a blinding light but by a quite familiar face as well. The silver hair, the squinted eyes, devilishly handsome dimples, and the smile from ear to ear, all seemed to blend together as the perfect image of fear.

"Good morning to you, Hime-chan!~"

And that's when it happened…

The orange light enclosed the bleeding nose in a fluorescent warm case. Its previous hemorrhaging had stopped quite considerably but was still drizzling nonetheless. Perfect lips were stained with the dried crimson liquid, yet the owner was still smiling, albeit the smile was strained.

"Gomenasai, Aizen-dono…Gomenasai…" The Princess' head was bowed in shame as her Shun-Shun Rikka worked their powers on healing the red stained nose. It would be an easier fix if it were a part of the body that didn't suffer from such blood loss when broken. Aizen Sousuke was currently sitting, quite languidly, on the floor of Orihime's bathroom with a stained towel in his hand and two cotton balls up his nostrils.

"No need to apologize, Orihime-chan. I hold no ill-will towards you, however that is of the contradictory when it comes to you…Gin." His voice sounded…off, it was of a higher octave and had a awkward tone to it. His words and scowl were taken quite half-heartedly from the silver haired shinigami because of this. It caused him to cover his mouth with his sleeve and turn away for a moment, his shoulders shaking in the process.

"Ah, Aizen-Taichou.. I didn't mean to go an' scare the lass." The Kitsune giggled like a schoolboy. "She does have a hard head don't she?" Rolling his hand on his wrist in a bored manner the younger shinigami drawled on. "I mean, you would know." He cowered behind the doorframe as his Lord's eyes flashed threateningly. "Kowaii…" An odd wave of nostalgia hit him as he remembered the last time his Lord looked at him like that. Ye~ap…not a very fun day for Ichimaru Gin.

"Gomenasai…Its my fault really… I shouldn't be such a scaredy-cat… I'm so stupid…I-" A warm hand cupping her chin silenced the Princess' words of regret. The Lord gave her a stern yet comforting look that both calmed her and made her quiver.

"Now, there is no need for words of that sort. As I said, I harbor no ill-will…to you." The Princess looked up at the Lord in wonder. Then she quickly looked back down, her shield wavering. Quickly she pulled one hand back and covered her mouth.

"Is something the matter?" She shook her head. "Are you sure?" She nodded. "Orihime…" The Princess looked up once more, hand over her mouth with her cheeks puffed out and a beautiful rosy red color tint painting her profile. Her eyebrows were creased and tears were forming at the edges of her purple hued ashen eyes.

"Oh, bully! Look at that Aizen-Taichou, ya broke her." The Lord took his eyes away from the girl before him and looked to the Kitsune with a look of disbelief and annoyance. He then proceeded to simply point at his nose. "Oh yeah~ She broke you." Crimson-brown eyes did a full rotation and then locked onto the shaking teen before him. Her shield was flickering as her tremors increased.

"Orihime?" She couldn't hold it in anymore. It was just bubbling inside her, threatening to burst any moment. She couldn't look at him, it hurt too much. "Orihime~" He needed to stop talking…his voice…she couldn't take it. "Orihime, look at me."

And look at him she did.

All the while laughing her head off. She tumbled over in a fit of giggles, during which she pointed at the Lords face. Her words coming out with each consecutive snicker. "Go-gomen-a-sai! Ai-Aizen-do-no! Hah! It-its just…your face! And your voice!" Her arm curled around her waist as her sides began to hurt. The silver fox in the doorway also joined the human as a fit of chuckles over came him.

"Now that ya point it out, ya do look pretty funny Aizen-sama." The Lord glowered at the floor-length silver plated mirror. His bottom lip threatened to jut out at his seemingly pathetic state. He never got injured, no one could ever land a hit on him unless he let them. This is not how God should look.

"Hn. I guess I do look…amusing…Heh." He gave a chuckle and a warm smile to the Princess. Her laugh was music to him, the harmonious sound of her soprano voice like tinkling bells in his ears. It was frustrating trying to figure out what this child did to him. Such emotions he had never felt before. Had no reason to feel before.

This girl…what is she?

"Aizen-Taichou…." He tilted his head to the left. "Aizen-Taichou…" He tilted his head to the right. "Aizen-Taichou~" This was getting annoying. "Aizen-Taichou!" Said Aizen-Taichou turned his head to look at the silver fox.

"Is there something you need so much that you resort to yelling at me?" The Lord's eyebrows were furrowed and his skilled fingers were rubbing his temples. Crimson-brown eyes scanned over the frowning Gin.

"Gomen, but ya were spacing out over there. Ya feelin nauseous from your blood loss?" In a flash the younger shinigami had his thin hand placed upon the Lords creased forehead. "Ya feel warm." With one sweep of his hand and a sigh from his lips, Aizen swatted the Kitsune's hand away.

"I am perfectly fine, Gin. I always feel warm." He stood up from his throne and treaded across his barren room to the railing. As The Lord scanned the fluorescent sands before him, he called over his silver haired companion with a wave of his hand. "I think its time, Gin. Everything is far too boring for my tastes." Gin leaned over the railing and hung by his waist like a little kid trying to pet the animals at the Zoo. He swung his hands side to side letting them scrape across the thin poles of the railing. His lips were pursed and his eyes were open and devoid of any emotion.

"…Well, I-- will support Aizen-Taichou with anything he desires." He nodded his head and swung up to stand face to face with his Lord. Bright turquoise eyes meeting crimson. "Yeah." Aizen Sousuke set his hand upon his subordinates head, a gesture done many times before.

"Let the fun begin, yes?"

"Let the fun begin."

"Pardon me?" She looked the thin and pale man before her up and down. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and her head tilted to the side.

"Aizen-sama requests that I take Inoue-sama to the Espada meeting." Emerald eyes stared emptily at the woman before him a hint of annoyance laced into his words. "If Inoue-sama is ready, we should leave at the current moment."

"O-of course!" Jumping up and brushing away the wrinkles in her clothing, the Princess jogged across her room to where the melancholic espada stood. "Let's go. Shall we?" Ulquiorra nodded and closed the door behind himself as the walked down the candle-lit halls of Las Noches.

Aizen looked to the doors as they opened when Ulquiorra had requested entrance. He was standing at the bottom of the stairs with his arm extended, waiting for Orihime. Her womanly-grace complimented her simple walk down the stairs as if she were a model on a runway. He couldn't help but smile at the face of confusion and fear she held. She took his arm quiet hastily, as if he were her shield from all the strange people.

"Ah, Orihime, its time that you meet the Espada. Please excuse my sudden asking of your time without notifying you, but I couldn't help myself." Orihime stayed close to the Lord as they walked to the head of the table. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap, and his arms encircled around her waist. As he interlocked his hands and set them upon the teens hip, he looked over the Espada, Nnoitora and Grimmjow especially, silently warning them that she was his. "My dear Espada, as you are already mostly aware of, we have a guest." Ten pairs of tired, annoyed, curious, empty, lecherous, feral, canary , sadistic, confused, and bored eyes looked the human up and down. "If you would please stand and introduce yourselves." Aizen's crimson eyes slunk over to his Primero. Making the yawning man stand and scratch his head.

"Primero Espada, Starrk, it's nice to meet you…even though I could be sleeping right now..." The grey eyed man sat back down, unashamedly ignoring the crease in Aizen's forehead. Barragan grumbled to himself as he stood up.

"Segunda Espada, Barragan Luisenbarn." He quickly sat back down and leaned back, he looked quite annoyed. Harribel pushed herself up quietly and looked at Orihime with a glint in her eye.

"Tres Espada, Tia Harribel. It is a pleasure to meet you, Inoue-sama." She gave a short nod and gracefully sat back into her chair. Ulquiorra stood up next, his monotone voice holding some foreign emotion to it.

"Quatro Espada, Ulquiorra Cifer. Milady Inoue-sama, it is a pleasure." His ebony hair fell over his shoulder as he gave a respectful bow at the waist. He slowly sat back down into his chair and closed his eyes. Orihime gave him a soft smile, even though she knew he couldn't see it. Her smile was quickly washed away as the man with the eye patch stood. He gave her a wicked smile and licked his lips.

"Yo! Quinta Espada, Nnoitora Juruga at your services." With another lick of his lips he flopped back down. Orihime didn't take to well to his offer of his 'services' and Aizen took quick notice. He gave her a comforting stroke on her hip with his hand and smiled at her when she turned to face him. He narrowed his eyebrows when he saw Grimmjow making no sign that he was gong to stand. When crimson met cyan, the latter gave a scoff and grudgingly stood up.

"Sexta Espada, Grimmjow Jeagerjaques….Hey." The panther's agile hands were shoved into the pockets of his hakama as he fell ungracefully into his chair. Next a dark skinned man sitting beside Barragan stood.

"Septima Espada, Zommari Leroux, Pleased to make your acquaintance." He seemed sort of…nice. Orihime definitely liked him more than Nnoitora, but she couldn't get passed how his eyes seemed to bore into her. The next man to stand up was a thin, tanned, and had oddly colored pink hair. His amber eyes, just a shade lighter than Ichigo's, were practically glowing as he looked her up and down.

"Octavo Espada, Szayel Aporro Granz, Please come by my lab, I would just love to get a closer look at you--I mean, get to know you better." He beat Nnoitora by a landslide. A masked figure stood next, he…'it' sat at the far end of the table. Orihime flinched at the two voices speaking in unison, confused about if the came from the Espada.

"Noveno Espada, Aaroniero Arruruerie. Good day Inoue-sama." He sat back down and crossed his arms. At last everyone looked to Yammy, he had his finger stuck uo his nose and was staring at the ceiling. The Lord cleared his throat and caused the bald arrancar to look at him.

"Huh?…Oh, yeah. Yammy Rialgo, Decima Espada." He didn't bother to stand he just gave a flick of the wrist which the Princess took to be a sad little wave. She turned to the Lord, he was practically emitting his giddiness.

"Now that you have met the Espada, I would like the Espada to meet you. Everyone, this is Orihime Inoue, your new queen."

She couldn't breath. What had happened? Aizen had just told the Espada she was their…their queen. They had been dismissed and now she was being towered over by the Lord himself. Her back was pushed against a shadowed wall and Aizen Sousuke had his hands on both sides of her shaking body. His lips were pulled back in a disturbingly sweet smile and his hot breath tingling her skin. Why did this happen?

"Now that you have met the Espada, I would like the Espada to meet you. Everyone, this is Orihime Inoue, your new queen."

The Espadas stood up and bowed, even Nnoitora and Grimmjow, who showed much restraint bowed at his waist. All of their voices melded into one melodic chorus. "Hai Aizen-sama." The Lord closed his eyes and pulled the stiff Orihime with him as he sat back into his throne.

"You are all dismissed." As quickly as he had said the sentence was as quickly as they left. It was only Aizen with a dazed Princess in his lap. His plump lips tenderly caressed the side of hers in a one-sided kiss. He whispered in her ear, feeling her body quake beneath his touch. "Is it not just wonderful?" She was quickly pulled out of her trance and thrown into reality. The Princess pulled out of his grip while shaking her head and backing away whilst muttering to herself. "Is something the matter?" His lips were set in a smirk, as he watched her back up farther. Flinching when she hit the wall.

"W-what's going on? Wha- what did you say." In an instant the Lord had her enclosed in a box of his body, his arms, and the wall.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You heard me quite well, Orihime. You are mine." He moved closer, making the Princess turn her body in fear. Her voice was broken and hushed.

"N-no…stop this...Please." Her eyes were shut tight, small crystalline water droplets on the tips of her eyelashes. Once more he kissed the side of her lips and chuckled.

"Orihime. Dear…Dear Orihime, you still don't understand. The moment I chose to bring you here to Las Noches, was the moment you became mine. Don't get me wrong, I truly love you, really, I do. Because I love you so is why I have chosen you as my queen, and what I want is what I get, at any cost." His large hand hooked a finger onto her hakama's sash and tugged her closer. His lips were pressed roughly against her own. The Princess could feel his smile against her, and the happiness that radiated off him. "I shall see you later, Ulquiorra will show you to my room, and from there on it is where you shall reside." Without another glance the Lord walked away and stopped before the massive doors. He heard her soft sob as she slid down to the floor.

"I love you."

And with that, Aizen Sousuke left his queen to cry.

…Hey, look who's alive!! *is shot multiple times* Gomenasai…

My teeth hurt, if anyone cares, I have spacers in my molars so they help with my getting used to the braces im getting…But no one cares about that, The reason it took me so long to update was because I suck. Also going to California for a couple days helped. But that's not a good excuse either way…Gomen…

Haha! Bet none of you were expecting that, and if you were…tell me what im going to write next because I have no idea.

Who else could imagine God with two cotton balls up his nose and a squeaking voice?!

Yeah im going to go crawl in my little mushroom closet and look for my brain…

Arigato

Thank you for reading.

Gracias

Senk-you!

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