A/N: Hello! Well, there's a lot of info in this one, so be alert, I didn't want to keep you guys too long in the dark, so a lot will be revealed in this CH.


"Rukia no! What are you doing?" Asked Ulquiorra horrified as he stared at the gory sight before him, Rukia was sitting out in the middle of the blizzard, tearing her large white wings out with a knife. Tears rolled wildly down her eyes. By the time he got there a whole wing was already gone, while the other one was halfway done with, there was a pool of blood beneath her, and she was deathly pale. The sound of snapping bones sent chills up his spine, Rukia…his Rukia was going through so much pain, and she was inflicting it upon herself. Her agonized screams shook him to the point that his eyes were filled with tears and his breath became shallow.

"Rukia…" he cried running over to her and taking the knife from her hands. He was about to embrace her, but noticed how the bones poking out from her back were still twitching.

"If only it were that easy," she sobbed looking at her bloodied hands, "if only I could make this go away by cutting them off…if only that would change what I am…"

"It's oka-"

"No it's not!" she snapped, "I killed him…I killed Kaien, my brother and comrade, and all to protect you!" She screamed glaring at him, "all so he wouldn't kill you! Why should I care if he kills you?! You're a filthy demon-you're the enemy!"

"Everything will be fi-"

"No it won't! Don't you understand?! I shouldn't care for you the way I do! Why did you have to come into my life?! I thought I was very clear…I told you to stay away, but you won't listen, and now I killed him," she said sobbing uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry," he said dropping to his knees in front of her; he took her face in his hands and gazed into her eyes; he leaned a bit closer and she tried to pull back but he held her in place.

"I'm sorry but I can't let you go, I'm so selfish, I know, but…" his breath fanned her lips and she shivered, "but I need you, I need you here, with me," he said running his lips all over her face, "we can make this work Rukia…if we're cautious we can make this work," he mumbled against her lips before claiming them completely.

"Ulquiorra…" her voice became an echo with the wind as his warmth seeped into her…and ended the raging storm.

"They won't catch us now…"

Ulquiorra's eyes snapped open, he sat up quickly on the bed, drenched in cold sweat, and panting. Why did it feel so real? Why did they feel so real lately, could it be they were all memories?


"Nemu-chan that tickles…" giggled Gin, he and Nemu were in his office, playing, when the door of his office opened.

"Ichimaru, I need to speak with you," said Ulquiorra walking in through the door.

"Could ya leave us alone for a moment?" Whispered Gin in Nemu's ear; Nemu nodded and left the room.

"So what brings ya to my humble abode Ulqui-kun?"

"I want the truth. All of it." He said very seriously, his tone a bit dangerous.

"I told ya Ulqui-kun, it's better if your remember on your-"

"I don't care how it's better, I need to know and I need to know now! These vague memories are driving me insane!" Snapped Ulquiorra suddenly, he charged towards Gin, grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, and roughly pushed him against the wall, his green eyes glowing and seething with rage.

Gin looked surprised by Ulquiorra's sudden fit of anger, it was so unlike him to lose his composure, perhaps he was beginning to come around? But even then, it was impossible…the locket, the deal, the curse…

Ulquiorra let go of Gin, shocked at his own actions. He took a couple of steps back and looked at his own hands surprised. He looked back at Gin and bowed his head apologetically.

"Forgive me Ichimaru."

"Don't worry about it, I'm glad ya acted that way, it's a sign that you're close to figuring everything out," said Gin sitting behind his desk and signaling Ulquiorra to take a seat in front of him, "but if ya want to know the truth, ya have to tell me what ya remember first."

"A large plantation, it was warm; there were horses, a lake-"

"That would be Amaymon and Urahara's southern plantation, you, Grimmjow, Nel, Masaki, and Hisana grew up there."

"So Grimmjow is my brother?"

"No, he's not, the only ones that were actually related were Masaki and Kaien, and Hisana and Rukia. Tell me Ulqui-kun, do ya remember what ya are yet?" Asked Gin; Ulquiorra nodded, "and ya remember what Rukia-chan is?" he nodded again.

"From what I have gathered, I was a demon, and Rukia an angel."

"Yes, now that we have that cleared, I think I should start from the beginning. Yer story with Rukia-chan started over three thousand years ago, during the Trojan war. At the time, there were a group of demons toying with humans, making themselves look like gods before their eyes, rejoicing in being worshipped by them.

"It started off as a way to mock the real god, but then it became more serious, they started to interfere in the life of mortals, so much that there were wars. It was then that the heavens decided to interfere, and they sent Rukia-chan to stop it, at the time, Rukia-chan was known as the angel Anemone, an extremely powerful Throne, amongst the ten most powerful warriors of heaven."

"Anemone," whispered Ulquiorra to himself, the name sounded very familiar.

"Her mission was to annihilate Aphrodite and all the other demons that contributed to the long and bloody Trojan war. Most of the demons posing as Greek gods were lower to mid level demons, so the task should have been a simple one…that was until ya came along, you Ulqui-kun, were once one of the strongest demons in existence."

"I was?" Asked Ulquiorra surprised; Gin nodded.

"Yep, part of Satan's cabinet of officials, ruler of the northern regions of hell. It just so happened that Aphrodite was one of your minions, ya never cared much for your minions, but Aphrodite was young, and even though she was only a mid level demon, she had much potential, ya were considering taking her in as your apprentice at the time…and ya didn't want her killed, so ya came to her rescue, and that's when ya met Rukia-chan, I guess ya could say it was love at first blood."

"Who won?"

"You, it was a close call, Rukia-chan was very powerful, she ranked sixth amongst the angels, while ya ranked fourth with the demons. But even though ya won, ya didn't kill her," said Gin looking curiously at Ulquiorra, Ulquiorra seemed to be in the verge of having a revelation.

"… I had never seen anything so pure and beautiful, she was hypnotizing…" said Ulquiorra as if in a trance as the memories of that day came to him in a rush.


3000 years ago

"Aphrodite, run!" Screamed Ulquiorra as he got in between his loyal minion and the powerful angel, blocking her sword with his. The blonde beauty nodded her head and ran out of there as quickly as she could.

After she left, Ulquiorra turned his attention to the delicate-looking angel in front of him. She was the most beautiful being he had ever laid eyes on, it was a different kind of beauty, an ethereal one, her features were unlike anything else, so soft yet so exotic. Her large violet eyes looked at him dangerously, but even as she struggled against him, her face showed no despair, it was calm and passive, her chin raised elegantly as she looked at him in disgust. Because demons were nothing but trash to angels.

"This is not your battle, you should have not interfered," said the angel, her voice musical and enchanting, a voice more beautiful than any angelical chorus.

"It was not a fair fight, to correlate lower level demons to slaughter them," said Ulquiorra pushing her back; she quickly regained her balance and glared at him, she dropped her sword and scanned her eyes over him.

"What is your name?"

"Why do you care to know?"

"It is only appropriate that I know the name of the filth I am about to kill."

"Ulquiorra, Ulquiorra Schiffer," he said simply; her eyebrows rose in interest.

"So you are not an ordinary demon then?"

"No, and you, what is your name? I assume you are not an ordinary angel either."

"Rukia Anemone, the angel of gravity and snow."

"Fire and ice, this should be fun," smirked Ulquiorra; he barely managed to dodge the thousands of daggers of ice that were flung at him.

"My what an awful temper," said Ulquiorra looking at her mischievously. He winked at her, and she turned a deep shade of red. Ulquiorra's satisfaction was short lived as he found himself inside a freezing tornado, he was surrounded by small ice shards that cut at him everywhere, the ice shards were gradually getting bigger, and would have killed him in a matter of seconds, but fire emanated from his body, melting all the ice and ridding of the deadly tornado.

He didn't give her the opportunity to see what happened, instead he moved quickly, grabbing his sword and stabbing it in her stomach as he rushed past her.

"So fast," she muttered before falling on the floor on her knees. She saw a pair of black shoes, then looked up to see a bloodied Ulquiorra, he was covered with cuts and bruises.

She stood up again, refusing to lose; she grabbed the sword piercing her stomach, and pulled it out quickly, managing to stab him in the arm. He pulled it out almost carelessly, and pushed her to the floor, climbing over her little body to press the sword to her throat. Rukia tried to punch him, but she had lost a lot of blood, her wound was a deadly one, and she was bleeding profusely.

"Looks like in the end my fire melted your ice," he smirked, but then his expression became serious when her cold eyes turned sorrowful, brimming with tears she was unwilling to shed. He watched curiously, as the tears leaked out from the corners of her eyes, and fell down her cheeks as diamonds. He had never met a soul that could cry diamonds. He had never met an angel that cried.

"Just kill me already!" she screamed, her body trembling beneath his. But he couldn't…those eyes, there was something about them. Before he knew it his fingers were caressing her face wiping the diamonds away. He looked down at her quivering lips, it was then that he realized she was frightened.

"Kill me, please…" she sobbed; this peaked Ulquiorra's curiosity, what could be frightening this angel more than the prospect of dying? He stared at her, long and hard, her body flushing under his gaze, and that was when it came to him. She was feeling. And it was forbidden for angels to feel emotions other than the love for their creator and the desire for justice, it was deemed sick, it was revolting, it was perverted to feel anything else. Angels that loved, desired, felt anger, jealousy, greed, were deemed dirty, corrupt, many Angels had been punished and expelled from heaven for feeling such things, she was afraid, she was afraid to die tainted. Because she felt…

"Tell me," whispered Ulquiorra curiously in her ear; she shivered, "what am I making you feel," his hand went to her neck, and then glided slowly down to her shoulder; Rukia gasped.

"Please, don't…aaah!" she couldn't contain the moan that escaped her when she felt his lips press against the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Her legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist, and a curtain of snow cascaded around them, hiding them from the view of others. So that was what it was.

Desire…

Ulquiorra looked into her eyes, they were dark and hazy, her cheeks pink, her lips parted as she breathed shallowly. This girl…what was she doing to him? His body felt like it was on fire, even though he wasn't physically emanating any. His face drew closer to hers, and his lips brushed against hers lightly.

"Please, kill me," she whispered against his lips, her eyes slowly shutting close.

"I'm sorry…but I can't," he mumbled against her lips; his eyes drew shut, and his lips pressed against hers, slowly working them open with his own. When her lips were parted for him, he slipped his tongue inside, searching desperately to tangle it with her own. Their tongues danced together perfectly, and Ulquiorra wrapped his arms tightly around her.

After a while he felt her lips come to a halt against his, and he pulled away confused. She had fainted due to her severe wound. Concerned, Ulquiorra picked her up in his arms. He would take her to his Manor and heal her.


Present

"Ya remember that part then?" Asked Gin; Ulquiorra nodded still in shock, "the big boys found out, a couple of years later, and the both of ya were ordered to kill the other, which ya did, it was quite the sight, blood everywhere, it was really depressing."

"But that wasn't the end of it, was it?"

"No," said Gin, "ya see, demons and angels, like humans, reincarnate years after they die, they come back with no memory of their past life. So, you and Rukia-chan were brought back during the 1820's, then the real drama began.

"You see, there are different levels of angels, there's the first level, Seraphim, Cherubim, and Thrones, these angels hardly ever become involved with mankind, it's the second level that has a real say about what happens down on earth. The Dominions, Virtues, and Powers. Dominions are the ones that hold the most power, they're in charge of entire nations, they are the ones responsible for our personal hell all those years ago," said Gin with a glint of rage in his eyes.

"What did they do?"

"Naturally, the dominions are the ones in charge of the science department. Your little affair with Rukia-chan gave them an idea. Ya see, they noticed that when you were both…together, your powers grew extraordinarily. So they signed a peace treaty with some of Satan's officials, and both agreed to provide individuals to test out an experiment. Their angels would breed with their demons to create hybrids, five angels and five demons were chosen, the oldest ones were Mayuri who was eight and Masaki who was seven, and the youngest were Hisana and Nemu who were one year old; at the time you and Rukia-chan were both two, Kaien was five, and Nel, Grimmjow, and myself were three."

"How did it work out?"

"Well, it was decided that they would divide us into two families of five, and create a fake family for both groups, these families were created to keep us sheltered from the outside world. The Lamoreaux family was looked after by the angels and lived in some city in France, it consisted of three angels and two demons, the demons were Mayuri and myself, and the angels were Rukia, Nemu, and Kaien. The other family was the Grimsley family, and they lived in Louisiana, it consisted of two angels, Masaki and Hisana, and three demons, Grimmjow, Nel, and you. We were all to be married off when we came of age to the person chosen for us, Mayuri and Masaki, Kaien and Nel, Grimmjow and Nemu, you and Rukia-chan, and me and Hisana."

"What happened then? What went wrong?" Asked Ulquiorra curiously, he wanted to know everything.

"An accident, it was an unplanned pregnancy, one of our girls had a child…it was too powerful, so they killed her and the baby. The Dominions were more inclined than ever to keep demons and angels apart, to stop them from reproducing these monsters, but they had already made a great mistake."

"What?"

"Because of all the experimenting they did on us, we became hybrids ourselves, too powerful for their liking, they needed to keep us in check."

"So they turned both families against each other, ordering them to kill the other," reasoned Ulquiorra.

"Yes," They remained quiet for a moment.

"Is that all you remember?" Asked Ulquiorra.

"I don't remember all the details, only that Kisuke Urahara was the one that helped us cross over to soul society and Hueco Mundo, because if we would have been left to reincarnate, they would have hunted us down all over again, and this time, the angels would have ended our existence permanently."

"Are the demons also after us?"

"No, they abandoned the project once it got too serious, they don't really care if we exist, but the angels do, and that's why they're hunting us down. We need to find Amaymon to help us regain our abilities, and refresh our memories ."

"Who is Amaymon?"

"He was the demon in charge of the project, I'm sure with some persuasion he will help us."

"Then, the Kuchiki girl and I…"

"Yes, you have quite a history together, and yer more screwed than the rest of us."

"Why?"

"You're the only ones that are cursed, as a punishment for what ya did three thousand years ago, you were destined for tragedy in every lifetime, I guess ya could say yer…star-crossed lovers, and ya always will be, no matter how many times ya reincarnate."