Weary

"Ah, Ulquiorra, I was just thinking about you." Aizen looked at the arrancar. He was standing next to Rukia. The little shinigami looked frozen to the ground. Aizen's hand was on her shoulder. He was obviously enjoying her discomfort. "Well Rukia, I enjoyed our time together. I know how tired you must be." Rukia felt as if her skin was crawling. She was repulsed by his touch.

Aizen removed his hand. Without another word, Aizen left. Rukia's shoulders lowered, It was if an enormous weight was taken off her shoulders. She relaxed. He was gone. That was all that mattered at the moment. She almost sighed.

Ulquiorra watched her. She was quite strange. Her reactions quickly changed. Fear to relief, now happiness. He watched her as she jumped in the air. She then remembered he was there and blushed. How strange.

"Follow." He walked towards the door and opened it. He turned and look at the shinigami. She finally stopped her the redness in her face and regain her composure. Rukia briskly walked out of the room and followed Ulquiorra.

Idiot. Rukia scolded herself. She should of controlled her emotions better. She should of remembered the arrancar was there. But then again, with such a good idea, who wouldn't celebrate their genius idea?

Rukia followed Ulquiorra, not paying much attention to her surroundings. I can be useful while I'm here. I can ruin Aizen's plans from the inside...but how? Should I try to gain his trust? He might see through it if I suddenly try to help him...I could alwa-

Rukia stumbled on the stairs to her room. Her thigh hit the corner of a stair. Blood seeped from the wound, it ran down her leg. She winced as she touched the wound. Gathering the hem of her dress in one hand as she lowered her sock. She tried to keep the blood of her clothes.

The arrancar looked down at her. His eyes locked on to the wound. He seemed to get impatient with her. He walked down towards her. What is he doing?

Ulquiorra took of his black sash. Clumsy moron. He started to wrap it around her leg.

"Hey what are you doing!" She demanded.

"Quiet trash." He commanded.

"I have a name." Her tone turned icy. She wasn't some nameless thing.

"I'm well aware." He tied it in a knot.

"Well then arrancar, don't call me trash. I am Rukia-sama to the likes as lowly as you." Her voice seemed to freeze ice on the very ground.

"Hypocrite." He walked back up the stairs and opened the door.

Rukia stood there, speechless. Did he just back sass her? She snapped out of it. She quickly walked up the stairs. As she stepped through the door, Rukia fought the urge to stick her tongue out at him.

She walked over to the table and grabbed a chair. She dragged it in front of the window. After adjusting the position of the chair, she sat down satisfied. Ulquiorra watched her. Strange woman.

Ulquiorra stood next in front of Rukia. He held her leg. A confused look on her face. "I'm inspecting it." He undid the knot in the now bloodied sash. The cut wasn't deep nor was it big.

"Bath." He said.

"What?"

"Bath, go wash your cut." He then inspected her clothes. Clean. She was lucky that there was no blood on her clothing.

"What do you mean hypocrite" She said. Was she concerned by the comment i said earlier? How annoying.

"I also have a name, Rukia-sama." He put emphasis on her name.

"Well then what is it?" How impolite.

"Ulquiorra Schiffer."

Rukia got up and moved toward the bath room. She turned the knob and opened the door. "You may leave Ulquiorra." She stepped inside, locking the door.

Rukia was tired and felt disgusting. She hasn't taken a bath since she got here and she got dirty, sweaty, and bloody from the battles. That fact Aizen touched her didn't help either.

Rukia found a white sleeping yukata neatly piled on the spot next to the sink...Where her old clothes once were. She felt a little sad when she saw them gone. Did they throw it away while I had dinner? Rukia made a mental note to hide anything valuable she finds.

She filled the bath with warm water. Looking in the sink draws, Rukia found shampoos, soaps, and bubble baths. She choose a Lavender scented shampoo and soap. Might as well use them.

Rukia got into the bath. Her muscles loosen and she felt very peaceful. She quickly washed her hair and used the soap to clean off all the filth that coated on her skin. She felt much better after being cleaned, almost as if she washed away all her worries.

The scent of lavender was tranquil. She felt relaxed as she dipped her fingers into the water. Holding her hand above the water, she watch the water drip of her fingers into the bath, making ripples.

She yawned. She must have been more tired then she thought. She leaned her head back against the tub. She yawned again. Her eyes drifted aimlessly through the room. Her drowsiness caught up with her. as her eye lids drooped.

Ulquiorra stood in front of Aizen. Aizen looked at the young arrancar then ran his hand through his hair. " The mission?"

"Accomplished." Ulquiorra reported. He took out one of his eyes and used his instant replay ability by crushing it.

Aizen watched with great interest. It showed the death of "Rukia" and how she burned. A small smile slowly formed on his lips. Byakuya was shone. His mask of indifference broken when he saw the small body burning. The smile got bigger. Ichigo frozen to the spot, fear on his face. Aizen had a grin on his face.

Byakuya eyes closed, trying to pretend that she isn't dead. Oh how he said her name. Amusement lit Aizen's face. The he grabbed the piece of cloth from the ashes, dirtying his hands. How unusual for the captain to be so attached to someone.

"You bastard!" Ichigo snarled. Aizen watched as he drew his Zanpakutō. How foolish to think that he could take on Aizen's 4th espada. Byakuya suddenly attack Ulquiorra who dodged all attacks with skill.

Ichigo rushed toward Ulquiorra, sword held in both hands as he swung down with all his strength. Aizen laughed as he saw Ichigo's face when he realized he missed "Rukia's" killer. How he would like to see the faces of all the pathetic shinigamis' and humans' when the learned of their precious friend's "death".

Aizen smiled to Ulquiorra, genuinely happy with the turn of events. "You did better then I had hoped for."

Ulquiorra bowed. "Thank you, Aizen-sama."

I would type more but I'm tired. Random question for everyone! Whos your favorite arrancar? Well other then Ulquiorra.