L'indigo a Embrassé La Princesse
(The Indigo Kissed Princess)
Kapitel acht: Achte Begegnung: Korruption ist ein Synonym für die Liebe.
.Chapter Eight: Eighth Encounter: Corruption Is a Synonym For Love.I don't own Bleach because God-(Aizen)- hates me.
I whispered in her ear:
"Fear me dear, for I am Death,
I'll take your hope, your dreams, your love,
'Till there's nothing left"
I whispered in her ear:
"You better fear me dear, for I am Death,
And I'll take that shit you call a life,
In a single fucking breath"
I'll take your hope,
I'll take your fucking dreams,
I'll take your love,
I'll take everything you fucking bitch,
I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises into lies,
I'll steal the diamonds from your eyes,
I'll turn your promises into lies
For Stevie Wonder's Eyes Only- Bring Me The Horizon
Well…
She didn't expect him to be there. It would have been nice, sure, but alas, she woke up alone, and sore. It took her a moment to recall the memories of the previous hours, but the crystalline images floated through her mind nevertheless. Her petite hand rose up to her sweating forehead and ran through tangled locks of strawberry--blonde hair. Only when she put her hand down did she see a familiar white cloth contrasting against the black sheets. Grey eyes followed a path up the cloth until seeing another one on top of it, this one a light blue. Her eyes finally met up with an all-to eerily gorgeous pair of turquoise orbs and the smirk of a devil.
"Morning Rosemary-chan." His smile widened as the girl before him fell back off the bed with a squawk and wrapped in a cocoon of sheets. "You alright?" Gin didn't bother to lean over and help the girl, he just simply folded his arms behind his head and laid back against a pillow. "Ya should be more careful, Rosemary." He watched as the Queen struggled to pull herself back up onto the bed. The sheets had wrapped around her body tightly and she could barely move her legs enough to sit up.
"Wh-what are you doing here?!" Orihime's eyes were frantic as she had finally realized that she had been sleeping naked next to a very, very, scary man.
"Eh…no reason really. Just wanted to see how Rosemary and Adrian were feeling." This made the teens eyebrows crease.
"Pardon me?" He looked at her with a raised brow, and was almost compelled to frown at her unknowing but instead shrugged it off.
"Oh, nothing. Don't mind me. I'm just a fly on the wall." The Queen tilted her head and twiddled her thumbs, quite confused from being in her current position. "So~….how are you?" A quick smack to his head brought out the frown he kept hidden. He looked…angry. "Ow."
"Sorry, I thought I saw a fly..." She gave him a small and somewhat pathetic and apologetic smile. "Uh, I-I'm…fine? How are you?" Her eyebrows knit together, she was clearly feeling awkward. With the sound of a small creak and the swish of clothes, Gin was soon standing at the foot of the bed, an even wider grin on his face. With a quick tug the covers Orihime was using were bundled in the arms of the Kitsune. "Ichimaru-sama?!?!" The teen screamed and tried to cover her body, failing quite miserably one might add. With such speed, the frantic queen grabbed a pillow and hid behind it the best she could.
"Sorry, thought I saw a fly." His smile was wicked as he saw her expression and just chuckled it off. "Now, get dressed Rosemary." He was gone for a moment, making Orihime look around for him, then re-appeared with her usual attire folded in his lanky arms. "Bee arr bee!" The small echo of a door shutting was only assurance that he had actually left. Hurriedly she grabbed her bra off the floor and quickly changed into her deathly white and oddly comforting clothes. She had no idea where her boots were, they probably had been eaten by the bed and had no hope of ever seeing the light of the moon again. With a small sigh, the teen walked quietly over to the bathroom located between two massive bookshelves and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Her skin still had no actual color to it, her dark blue and purple veins were clearly visible. Lightly, her nails traced the patterns of her arteries, the intricate patterns making her smile at the diminutive beauty. Her fingers kept dancing up and down her arm as a song played inside her mind. A soft hum escaped her chapped and vaguely bruised lips. The hum began to grow in volume and she soon began to vocalize, her soprano voice echoing throughout the glass bathroom, bouncing against each crystal and floating back to her ears.
"Take a look at my body, look at my hands there's so much here that I don't understand…Your face-saving promises, whispered like prayers…I don't need them…because I've been treated so wrong…I've been treated so long… As if I'm becoming untouchable…" Her song was cut short by a hand cupping her hipbone and pulling her into an oddly cold entity.
"That was beautiful." His voice tickled her ear, almost making her reach up to scratch at the annoying sensation. The way he breathed down her neck sent chills down her spine, it was…different from what she could remember it being. It made the queen want to push away from him and his icy embrace rather than stay in his arms as she used to, maybe she was just imagining things…
"You're cold." Orihime pushed out of the Lord's hold with one fluid movement and was about to turn out the door but was blocked by his body. She looked up into his eyes, his cold and condescending mud-brown eyes, before clearing her throat and looking back down, petrified. The way he stared through her with those dark empty eyes terrified her to such an amazing extent. How could he do that with only one look? He watched her with eyes filled of so much disgust. A guttural chuckle pulled her out of her thoughts and caused her to jump slightly. Even his laugh seemed full of hatred and disdain.
"I'm always cold, Hueco Mundo is a cold place after all. Don't you think?" Aizen wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled the teen closer, kissing her neck in the process. He felt her slightly try to pull away and tightened his grip, not enough to hurt her, but enough to give her a message, which she understood quickly and in return wrapped her, arms around him. 'Smart girl.'
"Yes…You're right." A gasp escaped her lips when the Lord pulled away and tugged her along with him on his walk out the room. "Aizen-sama, I-I have no shoes." It was obvious that he was annoyed when he stopped and abruptly pointed to the perfectly folded bedspread where her boots sat. In a flash, they were next to the bed with Orihime sitting on the edge and Aizen kneeling before her. "Oh…Um Aizen-sama…I-I can put them on myself." The Lord ignored her and continued sliding her boots on with precision hands, zipping them up before pulling the Queen off the bed and back to their previous position. He wasted no time walking through the opened door and continuing intently on his stride to wherever. Wordlessly she followed him, walking down the same halls, turning around the same corners…trying to avoid the condescending stares of the arrancar. With each different color of eyes boring into her, it made her quite uncomfortable and subconsciously she walked closer to the Lord. Before she knew it, she had bumped into Aizen when he stopped before a magnificent…wall? Yes, the Lord had stopped in front of a wall. His eyebrows creased and she could have sworn she heard him curse under his breath. It only took a second, maybe not even that. With no sound but the clink of Kyoka Suigetsu hitting her sheath, plaster fell from the once barren wall revealing a large door.
"Gin thinks its fun to re-plaster and paint over doors…" He didn't even bother to listen to her lame response of an 'oh' before advancing into the unknown room. It was dark, cold, and…pretty much the same as everywhere else in Hueco Mundo. A green light illuminated one section of the white marble floor, the shadow of Aizen soon enveloped the once bright ground and a small click was heard. A moment later and the floor seemed to fall as staircase arose from where it had been. "Let's go, yes?" Orihime jogged up to the Lord as he descended into the dark.
"No fair! Unjust! Ima tell Aizen-sama"
"It is perfectly just and the last time you told Aizen-sama about something so trivial you were stuck with tea duty, so I would keep my mouth shut."
"Whatever….cheater."
"…"
Orihime instantly knew the men who were auguring were even without the blinding power of the orange light. She lifted her hand and covered her eyes then reached out for some sort of guidance, tripping over something hard and landing on something soft in the process. When her eyes opened, she noticed a pair of sea blue orbs staring back. His short breaths warmed her face as they continued their stare down. His cheeks a slight, only slight, shade of pink. She soon noticed where her hand was and made a quiet 'eep'.
"Hello."
"…Hi."
A chilling hand grabbed the wrist of the teen and pulled her upward. Once she regained her normal footing, the Princess let her eyes wander. The room seemed like it had no walls, only light surrounding everything. Paintings and books were against the invisible walls. There were desks and tables and even a persimmon tree, she had no idea how that could live in such conditions. One small table next to the entrance made the teen tilt her head, it looked like a photo album. There were small corners of papers sticking out from within. It looked to be quite old, the bindings around the edges were worn and the spine had yarn popping out. Hmmmm. The smell, of fresh water floated through her nose, strange… there was no water in sight, not even a cup of tea. Aizen, looked at her with glinting eyes and motioned for her to sit down at the table where Gin and Tousen were. (AN: don't ask how Tousen can play cards…he just can) He himself sat on the opposite side of her and took the deck of cards from his fox friend. The younger one made a whine of disapproval, but was quickly shut up by a glance from the Lord.
"Let's play 'Gin' shall we?" The Lord eyed the Princess when she lifted a brow but kept silent nonetheless. Gin, who had been twiddling his thumbs looked up and gasped.
"Let's play 'Go Fish'! Tousen made a quiet groaning sound while Orihime giggled in response to how the Fox made his voice sound as if he were three. She suddenly had an idea and looked back to the Lord.
"Let's play Liar. Tatsuki-chan's mother and father used to play. It was fun watching them." All three men looked to the girl with interest, Gin with his head tilted, Aizen with a curious look in his eyes, and Tousen with his brows furrowed. The Lord was the one to speak for himself and the others.
"Liar? I have never heard of that before. How do you play?" Orihime held her hand out, silently asking for the cards in the Lord's hand. He reluctantly gave them up with a small frown, not liking the fact that he didn't hold the power anymore. She was silently cutting the cards before she frowned and filliped in anger. "Something the matter?"
"We need sake." Gin perked up at this.
"Sake?" Orihime nodded and sighed.
"To play liar we need sake, see the game is: Each player is given thirteen cards, leaving none in the middle. One person will choose whatever card they want, and will place it down onto the middle, then everyone will go around and place the next card in the consecutive order. So say Aizen-sama places down a four, you, Ichimaru-sama would have to place down a five, but even if you don't have that card you still have to place one onto the pile. If I think you don't have a five, I could call you a liar and ask to see your card. If I'm right, you drink, and if I'm wrong, I drink. The value of the card is how long you drink, face cards…I think they each mean five. The player who is out of sake loses, and the game keeps going until all but one of us is out of sake." Orihime sadly sighed and slid the cards back to the Lord.
"Well~ I'm glad I have sake!" Like magic, the Fox pulled out three sake bottles from under the table. The teen gawked at him, wondering how on earth could a normal man do that…then again, Gin wasn't normal, and they weren't on earth. "Tousen I assume yer out." The named man nodded and stood abruptly.
"I have an allergy to alcohol, and besides, I must attend to the observatory and make sure nothing is going on that shouldn't"
"Astala-bai-bai!" Tousen just shook his head at Gin's farewell and left within a moment of nodding his farewell to Aizen and Orihime. The Princess found herself slyly staring at the Lord while he and Gin, who had begged him, were playing Rock, Paper, Scissors. She noticed how his eyes had seemed to morph from the mud brown they were a moment ago to a crimson hazel. His eyes locked with hers in a heated gaze before she looked away and down at her own cards. With Tousen gone, they each got seventeen cards, with one in the middle. The King of Hearts stared back at her as she pondered over the irony. Gin, who amazingly won the Rock, Paper, Scissors battle, had laid down his card, supposedly an Ace. The Lord ran a finger over the tops of his cards and stopped at the third to the left before laying it down, his smile never wavering. Orihime wondered if she should call him out, but decided against it. Smiling to herself at the awkwardness, she sheepishly glanced at her cards. 4 o' Clubs, 5 o' Hearts, 2 o' Spades, 7 o' Diamonds, 9 o' Hearts, 3 o' Diamonds, King o' Spades, 2 o' Diamonds 10 o' Hearts, Queen o' Spades, Ace o' Diamonds, Jack o' Clubs, 2 o' Hearts, 9 o' spades, 4 o' hearts, 2 o' clubs, and King o' diamonds. 'Wait a minute… I have all the twos!' Beaming brightly, Orihime looked to Aizen, he raised an eyebrow in response while Gin stared at them with his mouth in the shape of a small 'o'.
"Liar." Gin made a small, and by small it was a three second intake of air with it being twice as loud as when the princess spoke, gasp. Aizen shot him a glance before smiling back at his Queen.
"After all this time, you still don't trust me?" His tone was mocking but he put on the face of a beggar and his lips puckered. Orihime thought for a moment before quickly shaking her head, making Aizen frown in disapproval and Gin guffaw like a drunkard.
"Please show me your card, Aizen-sama." With that the Princess gave Aizen a smile that one would say rivaled his own.
They say there is no substitute for victory…
They were right.
Ichigo Kurosaki smacked his forehead against Zangetsu before growling in anger. It had been the twelfth time that they had passed the hole from whence they came from fighting Dordonii "Where the hell are we?!" Nel, who had been picking her nose looked up at the Berry before raising her hand and jumping up and down. The human teen looked at her incredulously. "Yes…Nel?" The childlike hollow gave a bright grin to her beloved 'Itsygo' before knocking her knuckle to the cracked mask upon her head.
"Nel knows where we are! We are in LATH NOCHETH!" A groan erupted from the teen as Nel gave a loud laugh. He had half a mind to chase the child around while beating her over head. Instead, he gritted his teeth and ran a finger through his sweat drenched locks.
"I…know we're in Las Noches…" He definitely knew they were in Las Noches…but where? They had been running for hours, not one person have they seen, not one espada, not one privaron, not even his shadow. "URGH!!!" Stabbing Zangetsu into the ground the teen sighed and leant back against the nearest wall. "Just wish that I knew where to go." Nel, who was drooling subconsciously, looked up to Ichigo and smiled.
"Nel can show you the way to Aizen-thamath--Aizen-thamathththth….hmm…. I know where the big stairy room ith!" She began jumping up and tugging on Ichigo's hands. "Leth go!" Seeing how the teen wasn't going t move any she jumped up and made quick do of running away with Zangetsu. The strawberry growled before chasing after the arrancar yelling random obscenities in the process.
"GET BACK HERE, BRAT!!"
The chase went on for quite a while until they stopped before a massive door. Nel was staring up it with a blank look upon her face. She didn't even pay attention when he forcefully took back his Zanpakuto from her hand. His scorn soon turned into a look of awe mixed with surprise.
"This….is a door?!" The Berry looked the door up and down before composing himself and picking Nel up. "Well, I doubt if we knock that anyone will open so lets go right in, yeah?" He felt the green haired toddler's mask rub against his shoulder, signifying 'no'. "Inoue…" He burst through the door only to find…nothing…nothing except Kaname Tousen standing in the middle of the room with his Zanpakuto already unsheathed.
"Intruder… you are this foolish enough to barge straight into Lord Aizen's grand hall without even thinking of the consequences?" The teen slouched back with Zangetsu slung over his shoulder and his usual smug look on his face.
"Well, if I'm right…you're Tousen. Where is that bastard Aizen?!" To emphasize his anger he leant forward in the ready position, Zangetsu now parallel to the ground. Tousen's eyebrows knit closer together at the boy's direct rudeness.
"Boy, Lord Aizen has no time for your foolishness, so I would suggest you leave this place at once. You have fought only one battle, yet your clothes are in tatters and you are bruised. You didn't even fight an Espada, this isn't a place for children. Go home." His voice dripped with disdain and annoyance, so much that one could see it hit the ground. Ichigo didn't take so kindly to Tousen's word of advice and set Nel down, who soon began to tremble and crawl away. The teen snarled at the man before him, gripping Zangetsu with both hands and curling his lips over his teeth in a deep scowl.
"I'll go home when I have Inoue!!" Wasting no time to hear the defected captains reply, Ichigo charged at him, Zangetsu radiating with Rieatsu. He stopped mid swing because of the small gasp he heard from above the hundred foot scaling. Looking up he saw Orihime, reaching out to him with her hand and shaking, and behind her with his arms around her waist was the devil who took her away from him. "I-Inoue?" He didn't feel it…he didn't even know it was going to happen, but before he could even blink, Gin's Zanpakuto, Shinsou, had it's hilt rammed into his gut, instantly knocking him unconscious. Though, not before he could hear the small 'Kurosaki-kun' escape from his friend's lips and the echoing clang of Zangetsu falling to the ground.
As Aizen lead the now silently sobbing Orihime to their room, he softly stroked her hand. Trying anything to stop the waterfall that flowed down her cheeks. When they approached the main hall with the projector, he nudged her along into a completely different room with a bed that had black and crimson silk bedding. The room itself was fairly small, not much accompanied it either. There were a few books spread upon a table, a small bar sat desolated in the corner, and a black onyx chandelier hung high above their heads. He helped her out of her shoes, all the while she sat with a glazed over look. Once he was out of his own boots and into a plain yukata, the Lord sat next to his Queen and ran a hand through her hair. No words had been exchanged, no glances, nothing. Just silence until Aizen cupped her cheek with his tender hand and made her look at him.
"I am sorry you had to witness what you did earlier." Her eyes were empty, doing nothing but staring back blankly into his own dirt brown orbs. Tears still fell freely from her bloodshot orbs, yet she made no sound. Not even a breath could be heard from her. The Lord wasn't even quite sure that she was breathing. When his lips softly pressed against hers, there was no response from the teen. Her body was ridged and her eyes were still empty and wide open. He licked her salty tears that had coated her lips and transferred onto his away before standing up and frowning. 'This is far too difficult for my liking…' Pulling the girl up by her collar and holding her up on her feet. "Orihime… Look at me!" He shook her slightly, raising his voice only a hint, just to make her understand his seriousness. Finally she copped at him, only looking into his eyes for a moment before closing her eyes and leaning into his deathly cold body. 'Such a strange child…' Making a noise which sounded like a mix of a sigh and a groan, the Lord tilted the teens head and tried his best to fake a smile. After all, they say you shouldn't go to sleep mad. "Say something…please?" The Princess' expression changed not one bit, except for the small moment her eyes flickered with a hint of life before fading back to the emptiness. He leant down until their lips were merely centimeters apart. "I'm being nice right now by saying please, so I will ask you once more. Say something."
"Something…." As she fell backward from being let go of, she expected the pain of a slap to her face, a kick to her side, anything. Orihime didn't expect the Lord to throw his head back in a fit of laughter. After a few moments he calmed himself down and looked at the teen sitting on the bed. A smile from ear to ear sat upon his face.
"That was very quick of you, Liebe." Chuckling once more he leant down and pressed his lips to hers. Unlike before he felt her push slightly back, reciprocating his kiss only in the least bit. She pulled back and smiled slightly.
"I guess…" Aizen walked over to the left side of the bed and laid down. He patted the space next to him, signaling for his Queen to come. Despite the moment of hesitation she crawled over to him and laid her head upon his chest. "I said I loved you…I didn't lie…Forgive me for my rudeness." The Lord sat up slightly and saw her lips quivering. He just ran his slender fingers through her silky tresses. They both laid there for God knows how long. He massaging her back and threading her hair, and She letting salty tears fall from her eyes.
Neither of them had words to say.
Then again…maybe by saying nothing, they said everything.
The first thing he did when he came to was throw up. Blood and other stomach acids splattered onto the ground like some beautiful horror film. Soon the smell of copper blood. putrid acidic fluids, and salty sand overwhelmed his nose, causing him to roll over and cough into his sleeve. Wait…sand? Rubbing his eyes of the crust that held them shut he saw a glint of silver. Groping around he felt soft grains fall through the openings of his fingers. 'What the Hell?' Sliding his hand up and down upon the sand he felt for Zangetsu. Within a moments time he soon grabbed hold of the icy cold hilt. Sluggishly he got to his knees and pushed himself up with the help of his Zanpakuto. He almost fell back down again… because when he looked around, what he saw, he didn't like. There in the distance, was Las Noches. The domain he fought so hard to get into, and here he was…at the beginning. All the pain and frustration he went through… He was at the start…whereas everyone else was fighting their own battles. In fact he did fall to his knees. Screaming and wailing in the process. He threw his head back as the pain and suffering her went through escaped through his tears and sobs. With one last scream he choked on his tears and fell forward.
"ORIHIME!!!!!"
AN: Soooo…… Hi? *Is shot multiple times with weapons ranging from rubber band guns to tanks*
Im SOOOOOOO sorry… heh, anyone who wants to hurt me I give you permission… just please not the face! I have a date after school (amazing yes?)
Anyway I have no real good excuse as to why this is a month overdue… but other than school and working for my uncle and Daddy retiring and the house getting remodeled its just ARGH! But im happy that I even got this chapter set up, but now that school is moving along quicker and I have an understanding of how this year is going to go, I have a solid schedule :D So that means no more fifty kerbillion week late updates… Hmm any comments or concerns just write a review or message me :D
(Oh haha those of you who don't know or understand the whole rosemary joke (its kind of a sick one too D;) umm just look up "Rosemary's Baby" on Google or Wikipedia, it's a fine read, and ive never seen the movie sadly.)
Senk yhu!
Arigato
Gracias
Much Love
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