L'indigo a Embrassé La Princesse
(The Indigo Kissed Princess)
Capítulo Nueve: Noveno Encuentro: Escapismo
.Chapter Nine: Ninth Encounter: Escapism I don't own Bleach because God-(Aizen)- hates me.
My instincts are pursuing the pleasures of the sweet hearts voice
While my fangs thirsted for those concealed spoils as you smiled at me
Come now, I'll dye it with this beautiful blood
When this world comes to its rational senses
I'll open the white gates
Within the chalk-white walls, I thirsted for the flowing roses
The foolish thing that still hesitates with my contract
Come now, I'll dye it with this beautiful blood for you
When this world comes to its rational senses
I'll tear the white skin to pieces
The sublime rose-colored symphony
It dances in elegance with a grievous tact
Rules are the rhapsody of darkness
On this back, I turned my arms
Within this small amount of memories they played
The ball that was clad in a beautiful dress
The aristocrats sing and dance
Not even knowing the meaning of that blood
The sublime rose-colored symphony
It dances in elegance with a grievous tact
Rules are the rhapsody of darkness
On this back, I turned my arms
Within this small amount of memories, the rhapsody plays
Come now, I'll dye it with this beautiful blood for you
Now, I'll dye everything towards the world of roses
"Aristocrat's Symphony"-Versailles Philharmonic Quintet
To wake up because of the smell of green tea wasn't something Orihime ever imagined herself doing. Yet, here she was. Opening her eyes, inhaling the scent of green tea, and smiling to herself. You see, there wasn't any green tea to be found. Something else was strange, the Princess felt like the weight of the world was off her shoulders and that all was right…she had no idea where this giddiness came from but decided to go along with it. Where she smelled the green tea was from Aizen himself. Laughing under her breath, she pressed herself to him and nudged him awake. After an annoyed groan from the Lord, his crimson eyes opened to only shut once more.
"Ill wake up…later." He sighed and pressed his face into his pillow, trying to ignore the way the princess was tickling him by dragging her nails very lightly against his chest. He couldn't help but chuckle when she kissed him under his jaw and whined like a puppy trying to come inside. Pulling her closer and evidently locking her hands in place against his chest. "Go back to sleep." The princess couldn't help but laugh at how his voice sounded. Since her hands were bound she decided an alternative route to wake him up, kissing him awake. Bending her neck as low as she could, she pressed her cold lips to his chest. He emitted a strange sound from the back of his throat. She moved her lips over a centimeter before repeating the same process. He, again, made the same noise, this one lasting a second longer. She pulled back and smiled at his irked expression. Wiggling up, she nuzzled against the crook of his neck, tickling him with her hair. He sighed and opened his eyes, the annoyance practically beaming from his crimson orbs. Her child-like smile wasn't affected by his cold glance in any way.
"Hi." The giddiness in her voice almost made him vomit the breakfast he hadn't even eaten. Aizen sniffed and blinked before looking down at the girl who was, unfortunately, in his arms.
"Hello…" His raspy bass floated through her ear melodically despite being so different from the norm. Her lips met his in a quick yet taunting kiss. The Lord's eyes slowly fell closed once more as his arms locked tighter around the girl, strategically immobilizing her. "Go back to sleep." The girl tried and tried, but had no avail in her attempt to get free from her new prison. She whined and kissed the Lord's scowl formed lips. "Fine, fine, you win." He released his arms and rolled away from the girl, laying face down in the tangled sheets and crumpled pillows.
"Aizen-sama…Aizen-sama~….Sousuke-kun" Once he heard his first name the Lord turned his sleep written face to the teen. She smiled innocently at him, not bothering to address the fact that she called him by his given name.
"What do I have to do to get you to let me sleep?" His voice was laden with annoyance and tiredness. Orihime pondered over this for a moment. She had no real reason as to why she wanted him awake…she just did.
"Well, you woke me up by smelling like green tea and then I started th--"
"Orihime…just tell me what you want."
"To talk." Her voice was so nonchalant he was close to taking a pillow and suffocating her out of sheer annoyance. Her smile dropped as she saw the flash of violence in his crimson orbs. "What?"
"To talk?" The sweetness in his voice did not dull his murderous expression from making her shrivel in fear. "That is all you want…to talk?" Her nod almost set him off edge.
"I want to get to know you." He blinked.
"To…to get to know me?" It confused him. No one ever asked or wanted to get to know him. He was always popular in the Academy, loved by his superiors and subordinates. Even the girlfriends he obtained over the years never bothered. He looked down for a moment, before deciding that it was only fair. After all she was being held here captive, he might as well make her happy and cooperate. He rubbed his eyes and smiled the best he could despite his tiredness. "Alright. Ask away." The Princess smiled at him, happy that he was complying.
"What is your favorite color?" She scooted closer to him and set her head against his chest and sighed contentedly. "Mines turquoise." Aizen looked down at her strawberry-blonde hair and narrowed his eyebrows, not prepared for such…'first date' questions.
"Well, I would have to say…white." He could've sworn he heard her scoff and say something along the lines of 'what a surprise'. He chuckled and kissed her head. "White is the true color of death."
"Hmm. Well, what is your favorite food?" She pulled back and looked up at his smiling face. Oddly comforted by the strange cold his body emitted.
"Contrary to what Gin says, its tofu. He likes to tell everyone to cook me boiled eggs for my lunch. I absolutely despise boiled eggs." The princess couldn't help but laugh at his childishly peeved face. "What?" He narrowed his perfect brows. Orihime just shook her head and kissed his pouted lips.
"Well then, what is your favorite food?" Her face instantly dropped into an expression that rival Grimmjow's in the 'you're a dumb-ass' category. "Oh, I forgot. Any food is your favorite." The child who had a black hole for a stomach just smiled and pat his chest.
"I really like red bean paste, if that counts." She rolled onto her back and looked up at the ceiling, contemplating on what to ask next. She clapped her hands together and smiled.
"What is your best memory?" She turned her head to look at him and he was breathless. The light hit her face perfectly, making her porcelain skin shine beautifully. The purple hue in her eyes seemed to glow. She captivated him. He was so awestruck it took her hand waving in front of his face to make him blink. "Hueco Mundo to Aizen-sama." He smiled at her before taking a serious expression.
"Call me Sousuke." The princess looked at him with upturned eyebrows. "I…like it when you say my name." She flushed vermillion and nodded, not wanting to look foolish by saying something stupid. "As for your question… I would have to say…laying eyes on you for the first time." He expected her to blush, he expected her to look away and smile, he didn't expect her to laugh at him. He narrowed his eyebrows and looked at her with an annoyed expression.
"That--That was so….cheesy!" She rolled back and forth on the bed holding her stomach. Giggling like a child she covered her eyes with her hand, trying to control herself. "Aiz--Sousuke, out of all the things I have seen on TV that was the worst." Orihime looked back to the Lord, only to see his face in that childish pout she began to love. "Now tell me really what is your best memory." His mouth opened a little and he began to speak before he covered it and began laughing quietly to himself. "What is it?" Aizen just shook his head and removed his hand. He looked as if he was on the brink of tears, his smile crinkling his eyes, making the salty substance, daring to fall, shine in the moonlight. A few more chuckles escaped his upturned lips before he turned his attention back to the waiting princess.
"Ahem, forgive me, I was reminiscing over some childish things." He ran a hand through his mahogany locks and smiled at the girl. "I was thinking of the first ever captains meeting that came to order when Gin became captain of the third company. Oh was it a horrible experience. Gin tried to hold my hand when we were walking in because he was scared of the, quote on quote, 'meanies'." He shook his head at the thought of his 'loyal' follower. "He wouldn't be quiet for the first thirty minutes, he interrupted Soutaichou telling me, quite loudly, that he had to go 'potty'. Byakuya got so irritated he threatened to remove Gin's tongue out with Senbonzakura. Ukitake tried to be the peace-maker and offered some candy to Kuchiki-san. It didn't work, in fact it made Kuchiki go on this whole rant about his pride and that he was too old for such childish antics. Kyoraku just patted the teary-eyed Ukitake on the back and said that he would take the candy. I swear Soutaichou got so fed up he just fell asleep on his chair. Finally, everyone got over the interruptions from Gin and we got on with the meetings. After my weekly status report Gin flicked a note towards me, you see back then we had a table. Anyway, I opened the note and found it to just say 'Hi.' with a little heart at the bottom. I crumpled it up and just tried to listen to Kuchiki-san give his weekly status. Now, Gin wasn't happy at the fact that I crumpled up his note, so he began whispering to me, louder than Byakuya was even talking. Orihime, lets just say that the meeting ended in a flurry of pink." He groaned quietly at his memory and looked at the smiling teen with and exasperated face. She leaned towards him and kissed his lips of ice. Their encounter lasted longer than it should have. He set a hand on the small of her back and pulled her closer, deepening the kiss. Her petite hand tugging at his hair signaled her small plea for more. His tongue ran across her bottom lip, asking her for permission, a true gentleman as always. Aizen's warm mouth dominated hers as she expected it would. She took all the pleasure of it as she sunk into the warmth of her Lord. He pulled back to give her a chance to breathe His chin rested atop her head, their heavy breaths echoing throughout the room. He kissed the top of her head, massaging her back in the process. Her breath tickled his chest making him stiffen at the sensation. He took a deep breath, taking in the smell of her orange tresses. Orihime listened to his heartbeat slow, signaling he was falling asleep. His hand soon came to a standstill on her back. His steady beat soon became her own lullaby as she felt her eyelids become heavy. She let out a yawn and snuggled closer to Aizen. Her eyes soon closed and the sound of Aizen's heartbeat echoed in her mind.
"My best memory…was falling asleep with you…"
My chest hurts, I feel like my lungs are frozen and with every intake of air they crack just a little bit more… My legs went numb hours ago, exhaustion is slowly eating my body. I cant even carry the weight of Zangetsu on my back, I had to tie him to my hand. His blade scraping against the sand is muffled by the cold wind swirling in my eardrums. I'm so… I'm so…tired. I cant even think straight. I tore off my shihakusho, the smell of the blood and vomit coated on it made me sick again, so I threw it somewhere. Now, I'm walking in the cold wearing only a torn hakama and bandages across my torso... I'm no where near Las Noches…I'm not even near that place where Chad, Ishida, and I fought those arrancar. How I want to just lay down and go to sleep. No! I need to save Orihime, and Rukia, and Nel…Everyone…I need to save….everyone… Why? Why cant I just let someone else take responsibility? Why must I become the hero…I just want everything to go back to normal…I want to go back to when I was a kid…I want my mom to wrap me in her arms after karate and congratulate me for hitting Tatsuki…I want to see her smiling face. Everything is just so wrong… I can't even open my lips to cry…they've been frozen shut from the last time I cried…It hurts to blink, the sand encrusting my left eye has successfully shut it. The sobs that escape through the corners of my iced lips get carried away with the wind. I can't go on anymore…My rieatsu is dwindling…My wounds, which have dried blood around them, have opened up once more and the salt crystals in the sand are making them burn . When that fox-faced bastard hit me I'm sure he ruptured my stomach… Probably why I've thrown up four times. Each time burning my throat more and more. I can't pick up my legs anymore…My entire body has gone numb now. I don't remember falling, but it feels comfortable… I think…I'm going to take a nap…Just for a bit.
Only a bit.
"You're making me sick, literally. You with your lovey-dovey air, so annoying." Sousuke Aizen lifted a brow at his own self in a woman's body. "Don't look at me that way, baka. You know damn well what I'm talking about." Kyoka Suigetsu coughed into her hand. The horrible sound hit Aizen's ears and made him wrench back and curl his lips in disgust. "This damn snow is making me ill. You need to control your emotions. Would you like for me to die?" A small black handkerchief was pulled from the sleeve Kyoka Suigetsu's oversized kimono. She wiped her bluish lips and then her black rimmed eyelids. "Don't you dare answer that with what you just thought." Aizen closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. Then he proceeded to wipe a few snowflakes off of his shoulders. She did have a valid point. It was unbelievably freezing. All from his inner turmoil. Because she was an illusion, only the reflection of him, everything that surrounded her came from him.
"Would you like for me to apologize?" Aizen lowered his hand and gazed at his quite peeved Zanpakuto.
"Words with no meanings are useless, baka." Kyoka Suigetsu went into another coughing spasm. Making Aizen sigh. He was uninterested in why his Zanpakuto wished to speak with him, and wanted to get to the chase.
"Why am I here?" The Lord glowered at the replication of his soul, his crimson eyes spilling over with annoyance
"Kill the human." The Zanpakuto deadpanned. She returned the look of annoyance to the man standing before her and proceeded to circle him. Just like a lion before its meal. "Honestly, do we really need her? She just stands there with her hands on her heart and a childish look on her face. We'd be doing her a favor, just like with Momo." Aizen's hand twitched dangerously at the mention of his former subordinate. "They're both just stupid girls. Seeing the world through rose colored glasses. They don't understand you. Not like I do. Not like Gin does. They don't matter. No one besides us. There is only one throne and it shall be ours." Her voice dropped an octave, and slipped into a seductive tone. "After all, I can be anyone you want." The woman he knew to be his Zanpakuto shattered before him and when he turned around he saw what was the princess he left sleeping in his bed. "S-something wrong Aizen-sama? I-is this not to your liking?" Another shadow reverberated through the snowy enclosure and before him stood his lieutenant he left bleeding on the ground. "How about this?" The replica of Momo winked and bent over, hands on her knees and a devilish smile painting her face. She blew him a kiss. "Captain Aizen." The snow stopped, only to be replaced by an unbearable and searing heat. The snow that coated him soon wet his skin but was then quickly dried from the heat. "Now I could be Gin, if he's more your style. Whatever floats your boat." Within no time a shirtless and sweating Gin was standing before him. His hakama hanging so dangerously loose on his perfectly protruding hips. "Neh neh Aizen-sama. Is this what ya want?" 'Gin' ran his thumb along the inseam of his obi. He licked his lips and smiled even wider than usual. His teeth gleaming in the special way they do. "Ya see Aizen-sama," His kansai dialect added even more sensuality to his tone, making the Lord's hand twich once more, this one being quite noticeable. "I can do anything' ya want." The silver haired Kitsune was before the Lord on his knees in no time. He hugged his waist and rubbed his head against the Lord's abdomen. One of his hands slipped between his thighs and got dangerously close to somewhere he shouldn't touch. Despite the hearing of Aizen's deep guttural growl, the fox began to massage the inside of Aizen's thigh. Not expecting the painful kick to the chest he received. Gin flew back and landed with a loud thud, blood seeping from his scowl formed lips. He saw a blurry form of Aizen before a foot came down upon his neck. Crushing his larynx, rendering him breathless. The heel of Aizen's boot hit the floor as the Gin he once was pinning, shattered into a thousand pieces. When Aizen looked back up he was met with a very satisfied Kyoka Suigetsu. She had heavy lidded eyes and a lopsided smile. Much like the Lord's "I've already won before you knew we were playing." own look. She walked up to him and chuckled a bit into her hand. "Do you see Sousuke? You don't need anyone." The Zanpakuto circled her master once more, dragging her hand across his body. "Don't you dare say anything in response about that not being true, because how do you explain this?" Her hand cupped his slightly bulging erection and a triumphant smile was etched onto her profile. She turned his head with a white fingernail hand and made him look her in the eye. Crimson meeting Crimson. "Ill say this once more Sousuke. Kill the human." Her lips met his for a moment before everything ended with a shatter. When he opened his eyes he was back in bed with the Orange haired teen he was being told to kill. She was still fast asleep. The whistling sound that came from her parted lips made him shake his head and pull her close. The smell of her lavender shampoo made him sigh in pleasure. Like always she made a soft sound and nuzzled her head closer to him. His lips and mind burned with the memory of what Kyoka Suigetsu said and did.
Sleep did not come easily that night.
"Who gives a fucking shit you dumbass?!"
"Don't call me names, asshole!!"
"Stop being such a whiny bitch before I knock your disgusting teeth in!"
"Like you could do shit, you dumbass pussy!!"
"Shut the fuck up, grasshopper!!"
"Its PRAYING MANTIS to you dumb-fuck!!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP!!"
The two espada fell to the ground as Starrk's rieatsu came crashing upon them. The aqua haired and quite pissed Espada growled and coughed. He spit in the direction of the ebony haired espada next to him and stood up.
"I don't have to deal with this shit. Why the hell am I here?" The Quinta espada stood as well and glared daggers at the Primo espada. Harribel walked out of the shadows and sighed.
"You fool. We're all here because we have nothing to do."
"So what? What the hell's the point of this? We gonna have an orgy or something because I am NOT fucking this dipshit." Grimmjow looked over to Nnoitora standing beside him with disgust.
"We're here…you idiot, because we're going to take down Kurosaki Ichigo all together." Starrk rolled his eyes and looked over at Harribel with anticipation.
"Since he's already injured and dying, this will all be easier. Its like playing chess but the person you're playing against doesn't know you have two queens." Nnoitora rolled his eyes and leaned against his blade.
"If he's already dyin' why bother."
"Because, there is word that captains from Soul Society have arrived in Hueco Mundo. Obviously they would send a healer, just incase one of the captains is injured here. From the descriptions Aizen-Sama gave us it's one of the oldest captains. Unohana Retsu. When they leave Kurosaki Ichigo, he will be healed but his rieatsu will be at its weakest."
"Where's El-queer-o then?"
"What made you think I wasn't here, Grimmjow." Ulquiorra slowly stalked out of the shadows, a smirk painted his face when he saw the panther jump back.
"God fucking damn, the emo bitch comes out of corners now…" Grimmjow folded his arms and glowered at all the superior Espada. "So what, that's it. Just kick the dog while he's down…How pathetic, I refuse to do it." Ulquiorra rolled his eyes and sighed quietly.
"Have we sprouted feelings for the boy, Grimmjow?" The Sexta Espada scoffed and cracked his neck.
"Hah! Yeah right, I couldn't give two shits about that fucktard, you damn makeup wearing emo."
"Says the man with eyeliner."
"At least I know how to wear it! You clown…painting your whole god-damned face." The Quarto Espada did nothing but close his eyes and ignore Grimmjow.
"The reason I refuse is because it shows how pathetic you all are. Having to kill him while he's practically dead!! I refuse to stoop to this level of weakness!! I'll kill him when he's at full health and show you all that I am the KING!!"
I looked down at the boy. He was such a fool. I knew I shouldn't have left him to protect my sister. This idiot fell before even reaching an Espada. To think, I left Rukia in this child's care. What a undeniably foolish mistake. This place reeks of the smell of hollows. There is nothing but sand everywhere, why did I let Rukia come here?
"Byakuya-san?" I turned around and saw Unohana kneeling before the unconscious boy. "He shall be waking soon, you should get some rest." I looked over to the sleeping Mayuri, Nemu, and Kotetsu. Perhaps she was right.
"Yes." I pulled Senbonzakura from his place on my hip and sat down, with him resting between my neck and shoulder. "Wake me up when he wakes." Senbonzakura hummed slightly. He always did that before I slept, a queer tradition of his.
I plan to fall asleep quickly this night. For the faster I fall asleep the quicker I can punish that boy.
Heh…heh, Hi? Everyone I'm sorry… Its just, my laptop crashed. Right before I had finished writing the last sentence, it was shitty and old. I'm sorta happy it broke. Now I have this new beautiful one :D… The reason it took so long for me to rewrite it was because…I had to rewrite it. :/ I didn't save it on my flash drive (cause I am stupid) But luckily for my birthday (December 7th) I got my gorgeous new laptop. Well. For all of my faithful readers, here is an early Christmas/Holiday gift. I decided to make up for all of the wait, I wrote a Christmas story. :D Here it is.
Buon Natale! Attendere ... Che diavolo è quello?!
(Merry Christmas! Wait…What the Hell is that?!)
On the first day of Christmas, Starrk gave to me
One Ambien pill
On the second day of Christmas, Barragan gave to me
Two Rubix cubes and one Ambien pill
On the third day of Christmas, Harribel gave to me
Three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes and one Ambien pill
On the fourth day of Christmas, Ulquiorra gave to me
Four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the fifth day of Christmas, Nnoitora gave to me
Five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the sixth day of Christmas, Grimmjow gave to me
Six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the seventh day of Christmas, Zommari gave to me
Seven Viagra pills, six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the eighth day of Christmas, Szayel gave to me
Eight shiny scalpels, seven Viagra pills, six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the ninth day of Christmas, Aaroniero gave to me
Nine empty jars, eight shiny scalpels, seven Viagra pills, six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the tenth day of Christmas, Yammy gave to me
Ten dead pigs, nine empty jars, eight shiny scalpels, seven Viagra pills, six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the eleventh day of Christmas Aizen gave to me
An 11 hour headache, ten dead pigs, nine empty jars, eight shiny scalpels, seven Viagra pills, six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill
On the twelfth day of Christmas Gin gave to me
12 "Girls Gone Wild" videos, an 11 hour headache, ten dead pigs, nine empty jars, eight shiny scalpels, seven Viagra pills, six bags of catnip, five lacerations, four eyeliner sticks, three shark teeth, two Rubix cubes, and one Ambien pill~~
"12 Hueco Mundo Christmas Days"-Me z3
"Neh, neh Aizen-sama!" Gin walked into Aizen's room only to find the Lord tied to a chair, clad in a red suit and Santa hat on. "Whatcha doin'?" Aizen growled through the gag and nudged his head to the ties. Gin skipped over and poked his head around the chair, looking all over it. "Well, seems like you're in a mighty fine predicament. Wish I could help ya."
"Aizen-sama is going nowhere until he celebrates Christmas and makes everyone else too." Orihime slunk out of the bathroom wearing a knee high sleeveless red dress with a white belt and Santa hat. Her arms were crossed and had an annoyed expression on her face. Gin's face turned from his normal smile to utter horror.
"You aren't celebrating Christmas?! Aizen-sama! How could you?!" The Lord pulled his hands out of the ties and glared at Orihime when she murmured something along the lines of 'damn, didn't tie em tight enough'. He tugged the gag out of his mouth and rotated his jaw. Trying to get rid of the stiff sensation.
"Easily, Gin." Aizen pulled off the Santa cap and sighed in displeasure at the uncomfortable suit he was wearing. "Christmas is nothing but a Government created holiday to get money."
"You have no spirit."
"You have no common sense."
"You have no heart."
"You have no brain."
"You don't understand love."
"You don't understand politics."
"You-you--You Scrooge!"
"Bah, Humbug…" Aizen couldn't help but smile. He hadn't had such an argument with Gin in years. Gin doubled over in laughter while Orihime giggled to herself. "If you really want me to celebrate Christmas I will, for you." The Lord moseyed over to Orihime and nestled his head against her shoulder. "Just please, don't make me wear this suit. Its unbearably hot." The princess ogled at him up and down.
"I'll say…" The Lord picked his head up and gave the Princess his best pout face, making her laugh and shake her head. "Alright, alright. No suit."
"Yay! Now we get presents!!" Gin bounced out of the room, leaving his usual air of giddiness. Orihime couldn't help but chuckle.
"Well, now we need to inform the Espada."
Yay…
"What the hell's Chriiist-mays?" Grimmjow blurted out, after he saw the flyer that Gin handed to everyone.
"Its Christmas, you fool." Ulquiorra looked his paper once over before turning it around and putting on the table.
"Whatever. What the hell is it?"
"If you would be so kind as to stop talking and listen to me, you would know." Aizen sat in his throne at the head of the table as usual, Orihime in his lap still wearing her dress. Making Grimmjow and Nnoitora stare at her bosom. Much to Aizen's displeasure.
"Christmas is a human holiday, it is one of great cheer. Representing and celebrating the birth of God's son, Jesus Christ. Every year, on the 25th of December, people around the world, give presents to each other and spend time merry making." The Lord looked on at the sleeping Starrk, muttering Barragan, interested Harribel, silent Ulquiorra, bored Nnoitora, confused Grimmjow, Zen-ed out Zommari, tittering Szayel, blank Aaroniero and the dumbfounded Yammy. He sighed under his breath in annoyance. "This year we are celebrating it. So find a present to give to everyone and two days from now we shall open our presents next to a magnificent tree. I put Gin and Harribel in charge of decorations." Gin squealed behind Aizen and a faint curse was heard from Harribel. "Also, Grimmjow, you and Ulquiorra are in charge of dinner. I expect a very fine dinner." Ulquiorra stayed quiet, but if you paid close attention, his rieatsu spiked for a quick moment. Just a quick moment.
"Oh HELL no! I'm not working with that emo clown!!" The pissed off Sexta Espada jumped up, knocking his chair down and slammed his hands against the marble table. He successfully made Starrk wake up and Orihime squeak and almost break Aizen's hand when she squeezed it. Aizen looked over to Grimmjow, no sense of anger, no sense of annoyance. Just a smile.
"Please sit back down Grimmjow. I have not finished speaking." Grimmjow grumbled and fell back into his chair as usual. Or he at least thought he was going to fall back into his chair, which he did, but not in the way he intended. Grimmjow tripped on the seat of the chair he knocked down a moment ago and rolled back. He grumbled and stood up, trying to not let anyone see the vermillion spreading across his cheeks. He sat down on the tipped over chair and hunched over like a pouting child. "Thank you."
"I wish to see our tree filled with plenty of presents." The aura surrounding Aizen went from cheerful to deadly in a snap. "Plenty of presents." As quickly as it changed was as quickly as it went back to normal. "You're all dismissed." All the Espada shuffled out the door and muttering to each other, Gin and Tousen soon followed suit. Gin giggling and talking about his plans for decorating Las Noches and Tousen groaning. Aizen and Orihime sat quietly in the meeting hall. Aizen rubbing her sides, and humming. Orihime turned her head to the smiling Lord and laughed.
"Thank you, Aizen-sama." Her lips clashed with his for a moment before she laid her head against his chest. "So, what are you getting me?"
"You selfish little girl. What could possibly make you think you're not on Santa's naughty list." Aizen kissed her forehead when she whined. He wrapped his arms around her tighter and smiled to himself.
"Well, I'm Gods queen aren't I? I should get automatic top of the good list privileges." Aizen chuckled.
"That is true, so very true."
"Jingle bells, Aizen smells, Tousen laid an egg. Szayel lost his mind and Ichigo ran away. Hey!" Gin merrily skipped down the halls of Las Noches, tugging along a line of lights. When he reached the end of the multi colored lights, he nailed it to the wall. Looking over his handiwork with an air of satisfaction, he cupped a cold hand to his mouth. "Hit it Harribel!" The hall lamps dimmed as the fluorescent bulbs shone. All the blue, green, yellow, pink, white, and red bulbs emitting their colors on the floor. "So pretty." Harribel had sonidoed herself over to where Gin was standing and stood speechless at the beauty of the lights. Each ornament hanging from the green wire gleamed proudly.
"So, this is what the humans do?" Harribel turned and looked to the ex-shinigami. She didn't quite understand it, the human holidays. Then again, as a hollow, she rarely understood anything dealing with humans. Other than them being selfish and ignorant. She sighed and ran a gloved hand through gold locks. "I don't get it."
"The human mind works differently than ours. They worship a God they have never seen, they celebrate a holiday of something that was written in a book. They follow certain rules, not because they want to but because they're told to. They talk about their hearts and souls when they have not one clue of them. They don't understand us, we don't understand them. It's the way it was intended." Starrk walked up next to Harribel and leaned against a cold wall. "None of us remember being a human, if we ever were." He looked down the hall with a frown. Harribel noticed something in his cold gray-blue eyes. It was something that reminded her of sadness.
"Well, you guys are depressing…I'm gonna go bug Ulquiorra and Grimmjow." Gin skipped away, leaving nothing but the echo of him humming. Harribel let out a sigh and turned to Starrk.
"Thank you. I thought I'd be stuck with him for a long time." Starrk let a smirk grace his features. He scratched his goatee and shrugged.
"No problem, besides I wanted to be with you, and he would've been a distraction." Even though you couldn't see it, you could tell Harribel was smiling by the way her eyes scrunched up.
"I feel flattered that the Primo Espada would wake up just to be with me." The wolf before her smiled lazily and grabbed her hand, holding it gently.
"You're the only reason I'd stay up." He gave her a wink and a devils grin before kissing the top of head. Her soft laugh filled the colorful hall.
"You're so corny sometimes…It's cute." They walked down the already lit halls of Las Noches hand in hand.
Maybe they did have something in common with the humans, and that was the that they need someone to love.
"You know, I really don't like it when you call me emo." Ulquiorra turned the knob on the oven to 340 degrees and took off the mittens he had been wearing. Grimmjow walked up next to the Quarto Espada and set the timer for thirty-five minutes. He muttered about needing to boil the water for the corn before actually acknowledging that Ulquiorra had spoken.
"I'm sorry, okay?" Grimmjow turned to his ebony haired comrade and sighed. His lanky fingers ran through his aqua locks and he turned back to the pot of water he was about to set on the massive stove. "That fucker just pisses me off sometimes." The Sexta stared into the pot of crystalline water, while the reflection of his teal eyes stared back. His brows furrowed. 'That son of a bitch always tries to fuck with me.' He was pulled out of his thoughts when Ulquiorra laid against his back, his hands wrapping around the panther's waist. He could feel the emerald eyed hollow lay his head between his shoulder blades and sigh.
"Let's just try to make the best out of this situation." Ulquiorra let go of Grimmjow and turned back to his recipe book. He flipped through the pages for an apple pie recipe. A small gasp escaped his lips when Grimmjow grabbed him by his sides and hoisted him onto the counter. The Sexta's fingers digging painfully yet pleasurably into his hips. Warm lips collided roughly against much colder ones. Their colors of black and white and tan and blue mixing perfectly in their romantic frenzy. Suddenly Ulquiorra pulled back. Wriggling out of Grimmjow's powerful grasp. "What are you doing?"
"Making the best out of this situation." The Sexta Espada's hand grabbed a fistful of the Quarto's clothing and pulled him back into a hungry kiss. Ulquiorra soon succumbed to the other's demands and had no complaints.
Dinner would be a little later than expected.
Gin slowly walked away from the kitchen. His smile and normally cheerful face replaced with one of melancholy and sadness. He was lonely, it seemed like everyone had a significant other. He saw Starrk and Harribel walking through the halls on the monitors in the observatory. While passing the main hall he saw Nnoitora and Szayel participating in the same activities that Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were while they should have been decorating the tree. When he was going to sneak into the tea room he saw Orihime and Aizen laying on a couch together, just enjoying each others company. Even the arrancar had found their holiday love. Like Ggio and Mila-Rose, who had been chasing each other down the halls and laughing. They all seemed so happy. Unlike Gin, who never spent a Christmas away from Rangiku. He wondered what she was doing, probably hanging out with Izuru and Momo like always. The saddened fox trudged up to his room and slid under his covers. Not bothering to undress of change. He hoped to sleep the next day away.
He dreamt about a time when he didn't need to fake his smile.
Christmas Day.
All the Espada and their fraccion sat around a magnificent Christmas tree, decorated with anything and everything, while Aizen leaned against Orihime and smiled at everyone. They were all joking and laughing, it was nice to unwind and enjoy themselves.
"Now now, settle down. Grimmjow will pass out the presents." Grimmjow mumbled and stood. He passed out the presents, more like threw them and then sat back down. "What are you all waiting for? Go ahead and open them." Everyone started digging into their presents, they all got at least eleven presents except for the fraccion who only got six at most. Their laughter erupted throughout the hall. Making Orihime sigh and smile. She missed her friends, she missed Ichigo, Rukia, Chad, Ishida, Tatsuki… She even missed Kon. Even though she missed them all, she wasn't going to let that get in the way of her happy time with her new and special yet dysfunctional family. Aizen noticed her slight displeasure and kissed her cheek, trying to reassure her. "Why don't you open one of yours?" The Lord leant down and picked up a medium sized present for her. "This one is from Gin. Speaking of Gin…where is he?" Orihime smiled and pushed an orange lock behind her ear.
"He's with the gift I gave him." She gave the clueless Aizen a wink and began to open her present. Utter horror overcame her face when she saw the candy bikini that was under the pretty tissue paper. Grimmjow saw this and doubled over in laughter shouting at Aizen and saying that he hoped the Lord had a big appetite. That earned him a box to the head. Ulquiorra looked to his lover beside him and nudged his side a little with his elbow. When he got the Sexta's attention he handed him his present. It was a small box, with blue and silver wrapping. Once Grimmjow opened it, he instantly pulled it out and stared at it in amazement. It was a bouncy ball of Aizen's head.
"When you get mad at him, you can throw him at a wall." Grimmjow laughed manically and began playing wall-ball with his new toy. Harribel, who was in her resurrection form from training with her fraccion, watched Grimmjow in annoyance. She didn't notice the silver chain that dressed her neck until Starrk pulled his hands away and made a sound of satisfaction. It was a gorgeous necklace that shined every which way in the light. She looked back up to the Primo Espada and smiled. She leant forward and kissed Starrk, thanking him for the present. All the Espada and their fraccion seemed quite happy with the gifts they got, each of them smiling when they filed out the room, carrying a bundle of assorted items. Orihime was happy with her gifts, getting a bracelet from Grimmjow and Ulquiorra, a sweater from Harribel, some slippers from Starrk, perfume from Szayel, and many other things. Aizen didn't care much for his presents. Even though he did get quite a few nice ones. The Lord looked down at his queen. It was their turn to exchange presents. He went first. He handed her the small box and smiled. She opened the black velvet box and gasped in amazement. Inside the box was a necklace, it had a gold chain and a diamond, very simple but something made that diamond very special. It glowed a soft indigo, and if you looked very close you could see something inside it swirl.
"It's infused with my rieatsu so you'll always be protected, even if I am not with you." Orihime was at a loss for words. The pure beauty of the diamond made her speechless. The Lord smiled in satisfaction and kissed his queen. After he clasped the necklace on her, Orihime got his present and handed it to the Espada king. He took it and opened it in a way that looked like an art. He smiled at what was inside, it was a small chain with a jade symbol for love and eternity hooked on it. The teen took it from him and clasped it onto his neck, smiling at him after. She hugged the Lord and sighed in satisfaction.
"Merry Christmas, Sousuke."
"Merry Christmas, Liebe."
He took her hand and they strolled to the kitchen where everyone was gathered, he sat at the head of the table and she sat on his right. Aizen watched as his queen took part in the conversations, laughing and enjoying herself. He himself smiled, a true smile. Even if it was the governments biggest scandal to get money, it was something his queen enjoyed. Something his Espada enjoyed, and something he enjoyed. He lifted his knife and tapped it against his red wine and stood up, taking the glass in his hand.
"I would like to propose a toast, to us, to our family." Everyone lifted their glass and recited in harmony.
"To our family." Sousuke Aizen looked at all his followers and at his love. His smile widened and he lifted his glass a little higher.
"Merry Christmas."