Hey people again! I got added to some new fav author lists!! yayyyy!!! My life is once again worth living!!!!

Haha... anyways... i was reading the really new chapters in bleach and thought, whoa... wonderweiss is a PSYCHO... nd aizen's back! oh shit!

Chapter Ten:

Pink Hair is Definitely Not Gay

He was there again. She could see his cloak flapping in the wind, on top of a hill. She raced after him, calling a name that somehow she knew:

"Kisuke! Kisuke!"

He turned around, his wild hair ruffled and scrabbly looking as usual.

"Oh," he said. "Valencia. It's about time you got here. But unfortunately, I have to go." He turned around to leave.

What? She screamed at him. She really wanted to say, 'what are you talking about' but what really came out was different.

"Why did you betray me?" She screamed.

It wasn't her, though. She hadn't said that. But it had come from her throat, though she didn't know why. The question resonated with something deep inside her.

"I didn't betray you," Kisuke said. He stopped. She could only see his back. "He did."

She turned around. Behind her was a man with pale hair in a white shinigami uniform.

"Hello, Valencia." He said.

"Rabaeth?!" She screamed.

Seren opened her eyes.

She screamed.

"Is something wrong?" Mila stumbled in, tiredly. "Jeez, it's the middle of the night, too early to be flipping out on us yet-" Then she stopped. She looked up and down at Seren, shocked.

"What?" Seren asked.

Mila pointed at her chest.

Seren looked down, saw the hole in it, and gasped.

All she'd remembered was breaking the block. But apparently she hadn't unlocked her memories.

She stumbled into the bathroom to get a gander at herself. Soft moonlight streamed in, forcing the shadows back to their corners. Seren stumbled to the sink, and gripped the edges. The mirror revealed an entirely different person from what she had been.

Her face had used to be warm and humanlike, and soft; but now her face was paler, had a harsher set, and looked colder. Two long horns curved out of the sides of her head, graceful and brilliantly white. There was also a large hole burned out over her solar plexus, right where the line designs on her jacket converged.

She pulled out Fuerda, seeing a sheath on her back. The sword was longer, a hard gold. Before it had been short, plain, and unmarked, a simple cross with a point. Now it was long, clean, and a perfect cross, sharp. Where the hilt and blade crossed was a large emerald, with gold wire tying it tightly to the sword. She lifted it up, then tried a couple slices with it. It moved easily and fluidly with her. Seren marveled at how heavy yet elegant it was. She looked in the mirror, noticing one last thing.

Her eyes. Her soft, wavering lavendar silver eyes had been replaced by an ice cold, sharp and piercing pair. They were darker, a deep violet with metallic silver flecks on the inside.

Who was that?

She was a Hollow. No, more than that.

She was a caged hawk.

Seren decided she liked her new look.

That wasn't all, Seren learned. It was like a block on her powers had been released. No wonder she had felt so weak before- now she was so much stronger. When Seren tried to practice her attacks, the lighting that normally would have left a slight mark on the wall burned entire walls black. The fire that she flared was ceiling high. The things she tried to cool turned frozen solid. Everything was better, even her physical strength. Seren now knew that she might even have been able to take on all of her three roommates at once, and have won.

It was great. She felt powerful, energized, charged.

She smiled. It was time to take a walk.

When she strode out of the room, Apache, Mila Rose, and Sunsun all stared at her receding back, the way mice view a passing hawk.

Seren walked down the hallways, with a swagger and head held high. Fuerda felt heavy and reassuring on her hip. Her hair was tightly braided, and tied with a white ribbon intertwined with it. The hole in her chest was clean defined, and shown with pride. Her white horns glowed in the daylight.

Seren felt whole.

The passing Arrancar didn't bother her. They took one look and recognized her as their own- or rather, higher than they. Seren had vaulted from below fraccion level to above it. Ha, she thought. I should go visit Ulquiorra like this. The shock on his face would probably be amazing.

That thought entertained her very much. She might even zap some lightning at him, let him see how burns felt.

And then she ran into Nnoitra.

She'd simply turned the corner, and there he had been. He turned around, surprised, and then a leer lighted up his thin face.

"Hello, pet. How've you been?"

"Fine." Seren kept walking. She could almost feel Nnoitra's surprise. She wasn't the scared little girl that hid behind others anymore. Besides, she was sure if she ignored him, he would disappear and go bother someone else.

He didn't. "Hey, wait up, honey. Don't leave me so fast!"

"I'll leave you if I want to. I have somewhere to go." She didn't even look behind her. Although she was stronger, she didn't want to try it out against Nnoitra.

"You're being rude again."

"Yes." She launched into sonido, furiously. Maybe she could at least outrun him.

Not so. But at least he wasn't that much faster than her.

"Would you just stop bothering me and get a life?!" She stopped; she was not in the mood to deal with this.

"My, my, pet, you've changed a lot since I last saw you." Nnoitra stopped in front of her, once again blocking the hallway.

"Yeah. In case you haven't noticed, there was a block on my powers, and now they're back." She stopped and stood facing him, hands on hips. "I'm not really as weak as you think I am. I suggest you leave me alone."

"Ah." If at all possible, he smiled even wider- and creepier. "I see. I always did like a challenge."

"Of course you did." Seren turned the other way and tried to leave, but Nnoitra grabed her arm and held her fast.

"Not so fast. I don't want to wait for you to run around like last time. I learned my lesson." She could feel his breath in her ear, as he pulled her close.

She didn't like it. Even though she was confident in herself, she couldn't mistake the enormous reiatsu that fluttered around him. She knew that he could probably overpower her.

Well, if all else failed, she could try to make a run for it.

Oh well. Here goes nothing. She turned, yelled at him, and summoned a vicious spark of lightning. "Roku!" She commanded. She didn't even need to pull Fuerda out or summon the other levels. The lightning just happened.

Nnoitra yelped as the lightning shocked him. He let go, and staggered away a bit, looking at his burnt hand. "You BITCH!" He yelled at her.

Seren stood there, surprised, then took her chance and lurched into a sonido as fast as she could. The walls flashed by, the windows barely even making a dent into the white of the hallways, she was going so fast. Her velocity hurt her eyes, but she didn't care. A little eyesore was better than being anywhere by Nnoitra.

She hurled herself blindly down the halls, but she knew that he was gaining on her. And if his reiatsu was any indication, he was furious. She need to find somewhere to hide.

She jumped down a stairway in one step, then turned into the first door she saw, locked it, and backed away, hoping he wouldn't see it. Please let him just keep going, assuming she was still running away. She suppressed her reiatsu as much as she could, so he wouldn't be able to sense it and find her.

She felt his reiatsu fly past, and continue down the hall.

Seren waited for three minutes; when he did not return, she sighed. She put a hand to her hammering pulse, panting. She was safe- for the moment, at least.

It was then she realized she wasn't alone.

"What the hell?" She heard a familiar growl.

Damn. She turned around and noticed two things.

One, it wasn't just a closet like she had thought. It was a bedroom, and probably part of the personal quarters of an Espada.

Two, she was right, and it wasn't just any Espada.

It was Grimmjow.

Damn! How did she keep getting herself in awkward situations like this?!

Yay! Random Omake Time!

Somewhere random and far away that has nothing to do with the present…

"You know, you really are cute," Szayel told Seren suavely. He raised his eyebrows in what he probably thought was an attractive expression.

"Are you kidding me?" Seren asked. "You gotta be. Shouldn't you be, you know… Aren't I not your type?"

Szayel looked back at her, surprised. "What do you mean?"

Seren sighed. "I mean… you know… I AM a girl."

"I don't know what you mean?" God, he was being slow, thought Seren. Did she have to spell it out for him?

"I mean, aren't you GAY?!" She blurted, impatiently.

Szayel's mouth opened. "What? Why would you think that?!"

"I mean, you know, your outfit looks kinda like a skirt, the whole pink hair thing…" Seren hinted.

"What?!" Szayel smacked his forehead. "It's ALWAYS the hair! I was BORN with this, it's not my choice!"

"Well, it makes you look gay." Seren deadpanned coolly.

"Maybe that's why girls never think I'm serious when I flirt with them!" Szayel said, as if he had just discovered a lost treasure.

Dur, dur, dur, Seren thought. "Well, yeah."

That one goes without saying.

Haha! how'd you guys like the omake!? Please review!

so yeah, i really do think szayel's gay... but i thought this kind of situation would be funny...