Hide Me
By ss1998ftw/swifty444
Character's are Tite Kubo's not mine
The whole chapter is in Cirucci's P.O.V.
This chapter was heavily inspired by music, I love the Cab
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The clock says only minutes have passed, but it feels like hours; and yes, I'm aware of how cliché that sounds. No matter what we do, the atmosphere in this room is so thick we could cut through it with a knife; yet another cliché. I'm fidgeting again just like when first arrived here, I'm just plain scared out of my wits about this horribly life threatening plan I've shoved my friends into. I'm starting to hate the fact I'm not allowed to speak of the plan aloud. I decide the best thing to do is to loosen up, since my days may be numbered. So as I look around the room I notice two things.
Nell and Szayel are wonderful actors.
Nnoitra and Grimmjow are not.
I watch as Szayel and Nell laugh and joke, and watch as Nnoitra and Grimmjow start to break out in cold sweat; despite the acting, bad and other wise, I know they're all miserable. Grimmjow's hands are shaking slightly and Nnoitra's usually cocky, and sadistic grin has turned into a worried frown; I've caused so much grief. I decide to get up off the floor and seat myself between Nnoitra and Grimmjow and grape my arms around their broad, slightly slumped shoulders.
"Cheer up guy's! I don't want my last days to be filled with gloominess!" I cheered smiling brightly. I saw the two go wide-eyed in confusion, as Szayel and Nell smiled supporting me, and Ulquiorra was being Ulquiorra.
Grimmjow swallowed hard and smiled lightly "Yeah," he chuckled "Sorry 'bout that Cirucci, I'll cheer up! I promise." he laughed nervously and I patted his back then faced the scowling Nnoitra.
"Whatever, I'll lighten up I guess." Nnoitra growled a bit but I know I lightened the mood noticeably, making it easier to breathe and everyone's attitude a lot easier to tolerate.
"That's the spirit! C'mon let's think of something to do!" I stood up again and waltzed over to Szayel extending my arm to help him stand and assist me.
"Okay let me think … we could r-" Szayel was quickly cut off by an excited Nell.
"Bake a cake!" She suggested the look of want twinkling in her big round eyes "C'mon, we could put strawberries on it! Oh, and chocolate!" Nell smiled sweetly, oh how she wanted cake.
"Hell no! Baking is gay, a man as respected as I, would never stoop so low! I ain't trash!" Nnoitra spat, trying his hardest to sound professional.
"Ha!" Nell laughed haughtily "You, a respected man! No one would respect an animal as yourself if you were stripped as an espada! You're too aggressive! You're basically a monkey in a suit without your rank!" Nell held her stomach and wiped a tear of laughter to emphasize her point, making Nnoitra growl.
"Listen you little-!"
We all listened to the two argue and got a chuckle or two out of it. Though, when we got tired of that we pulled the two away from each other and decided to come to the neutral agreement that there would be no baking and that we should just lie around and talk, since alcohol, was a no no.
After an hour or so of pretty pointless conversation, I decided to speak up. "I've always wanted to tell him off," I stated staring off into the ceiling furrowing my brow a bit; I was staring at the ceiling so hard my head grew to ache.
"You always were a dreamer," Nell stated staring peacefully at the ceiling with a slight smile.
"Tch," Nnoitra clicked his tongue in an annoyed fashion "If you get the chance to tell Aizen what a pussy he is, I want in,"
"Wouldn't we all," Grimmjow yawned; we'd been up all night.
"I know I wouldn't, none of you stand the slightest chance against Aizen-sama." I rolled my eyes against the quarto, way to be positive Ulquiorra.
"While what you say is true Ulquiorra, don't you ever doubt Aizen-sama's decisions?" Szayel questioned.
"Yes, buy rarely" Ulquiorra replies quietly; as if whispering a secret from the government.
"Like …?" Grimmjow asked sitting up to hear Ulquiorra, the only one sitting in the group, better.
"This whole situation, I see potential in Cirucci, I'm not sure Aizen-sama is aware of the matter." Ulquiorra said bluntly and of course without emotion, but I could tell how soft he was getting on the inside and I could feel my eyes water as I sat up and wrapped my arms around Ulquiorra; I was sobbing, of course.
"Oh Ulquiorra, and to think this whole time I thought you were some uptight jerk! I love you guys! All of you, Nnoi, Nell Grimmy Ulqui, Szayel, I love you all!" I was tired, sobbing like an idiot and scared out of my mind; yet I was happy, happier than I've ever been in my whole life.
And so we finished off our last night together to terrorize in Las Noches with a group hug, witch included a smiling, yes smiling Ulquiorra; in the middle. I just had to take a picture of that adorable smile.
"Cirucci! Cirucci Darling, wake up, we have a big day ahead of us!" I groan and roll over trying to ignore the voice that was trying to tare me from my beloved sleep. "Cirucci Sanderwici, if you don't get up I'll get Nnoitra and Nell in here to wake you up for me! You know how those two are! Their crazy!" I gave in, his voice irritating me an unbelievable amount. I get up with the assistant of his baby soft warm hands.
"Fine," I grumble as I wipe the sleep from my eyes "What's the point in getting up anyway? I'm planned to die today Szayel, die. There's no point in getting out of bed." I stated simply as I searched for a fresh uniform to change into.
"Y' know, I hate that about you." He sighed "Your perfect in every other way, but Cirucci darling; you've got the huge flaw of pessimism and negativity." Szayel chuckled lightly and shot me a smile. "Ant the funniest part is that it's so one-sided, you're only like that to yourself and in your head. You're never like that with others, just me and yourself." I scoffed at his observation and shoved it to the side.
"I'm not optimistic for strangers! Ha! I'm optimistic of the inside, for me only, no one else!" I smirked "You know so little Octova." I stated and this time he scoffed, and rolled his eyes.
"My sweet ignorant flower," Szayel said pecking me on the cheek lightly; I could feel the heat rush to my face and a pushed away slightly.
"Shut up and let me finish getting dressed, we're going to have a very busy morning." I quoted professionally. Szayel nodded curtly and smiled running a hand through my hair.
"My sweet ignorant flower," He clicked the door shit and I stood there, the cold air surrounded me, leaving my feeling exposed.
The clock struck Noon and it was time for my execution. I watched as Szayel gripped my hand gently, causing my grip on the hem of my execution robe to grow tighter. This situation seemed all too familiar. "Get ready my flower; freedom's only a few steps away." Szayel cooed in my ear; shaky, but comforting nonetheless, my grip loosening instinctively. I watched in fear as Szayel's hand pressed against the door opening it with a loud creak escaping the door. "We have arrived, Aizen-sama." Szayel says those words so politely but I wish he'd used all the hatred and attitude he had to drown those words in, making the atmosphere in the room so thick it could gag Aizen to death.
"Please let us waste no time, begin the execution." Aizen has such a fake exterior, this bastard acts so goddamn coy, acts as if his power and control over a whole civilization is absolutely nothing, and to add salt to my wound he just waved away my death like it wasn't worth jack! I hope this son of a bitch looses to those intruders, I hope that spiky haired warrior gives him hell. I hope all he knows and loves one day shatters right in front of him, while he's vulnerable and shaking.
I chuckled darkly, "What you're not going to give me my last words?" I didn't know what I was thinking or what possessed me to ask such a question but when driven by hatred the most vile of acts can bring the most insane pleasure. I felt as if on the bridge of insanity but I grinned and told myself, this was my time to shine.
"If you wish," he said plainly and that, to put it frankly is when I snapped.
"Before I die, Aizen-sama, may I say that my view upon you has changed immensely. I used to think that you stood for justice, that everything you stood for is what I wanted to stand for, and that you aren't just a lowly scum bag who doesn't give a shit about his warriors who may I remind you are risking their lives for you! I remember thinking you only killed because it was necessary; and not just to get whatever the hell you wanted, and to slaughter your way to the top of the food chain; and that you would never take the lives of the innocent just because they were weaker. Let me say now, that things are different; I've seen the hideous truth, how vile and impure, and disgusting you really are; just the thought of it is making my skin crawl. I've realized now that you don't deserve to live, let alone be praised at the level of a god. I've realized everything I thought of you was a lie; no one thinks what you're doing is right; you'll never be anyone's view of god! The only reason you still have an army is because you've blinded them with lies and scared them with power, Souske Aizen" I glared at him " You are my vision of the devil!" I shouted as loud as I could, my tone serious and I made sure to do what Szayel didn't; I wanted to hear him choke!
And that was when I heard a small sound, like a moist cough with a hint of struggle; I'd done it. I'd made "the holy Aizen-sama" choke at the sound of my voice.
After a small clear of the throat Aizen smirked "You're gutsy, that's a good quality, continue with the execution Szayel," Aizen once again waved me off with the brush of hid hand, and just as I'm about to step forward, Szayel puts his hand on my shoulder.
"Stop, please," his voice is so genuine; I can't help but stop and admire it. I step back and watch as Szayel grips his Zanpaktou lightly and takes it out. His head whips to the side lightly and looks at Aizen "Do I have permission to numb the victim?" Szayel says never looking up.
"Yes" Aizen says nodding coolly, nice to know he's not completely heartless.
Szayel pulls me lightly into his embrace and my eyes go wide when he whispers, "Please, forgive me." Was this son of a bitch really going to kill me! Or was he just putting on a show! "It'll be painless I promise," I look over at Aizen and again anger pulses through me. Szayel pulls me away slightly and hides his face in shame and anger. "Get on your knees." He commands with a small gesture. I oblige and he slowly injects my arm, bringing back happy memories, but I wince nonetheless, and let out a sharp hiss; this oddly enough causes Szayel to blush.
Szayel's hand started to shake furiously, he started to sweat and his eyes grew wet and he was furious, confused and scared out of his wits. I could tell that was truly the face of a man in love.
My eyes were cold and hard, I continued to grip everything in reach, and I felt a tear run down my face. I could tell at that moment that this was the face of a bitch in love.
Szayel gripped the Zanpaktou and a tear fell down his face, and his face cringed as the blade lowed to my neck.
The Zanpaktou found its way to my chest with a stab.
The last thing I heard was my body hit the floor and Szayel's screaming.
"I'm sorry my sweet ignorant flower! I love you, and I always will!" He dropped to the with a vicious thud and then my whole world went black.
I love you too my sadistic valentine.
Forever and Always,
Cirucci Sanderwici.
A/N Okay this chapter is actually a shit load longer, but I wanted to update before my computer got fixed which is taking a lot longer than planned so I downloaded the story to my I pod, but for some reason only the first half appeared. So this is all for now and I apologize for the inconvenience. I'll update again this week I promise.
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