lolll. i love seren, i'm sorry. she's so funny.

always getting into the wrong situations!!

Chapter Sixteen:

Blue Hair Does Not Look Good on Anyone

The door cracked open. Seren, who had been dozing, cracked open an eyelid. Whoever it was made almost no noise, probably trying to sneak past her, thinking she was sleeping.

She knew who it was. "Go back to your hole, Grimmjow!" She yelled from the couch. When no answer came, she turned around. "I thought I told you to leave-!"

Ulquiorra was at the doorway, looking at the door smashed against the wall, and at her with something like anger. Seren's jaw dropped.

WHY?! Why?? Why!!

"I-I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I thought you were Grimmjow!" She stumbled off the couch, almost falling. She stood up dusting herself off. "I'm sorry, uum…" Ulquiorra started walking towards her, hands in pockets, his usual expression of pitilessness on his face. Seren started sweating. "-I'll go bow on the floor and beg for forgiveness or something-"

Ulquiorra walked right past her. "We're going to get your things from your old room." He didn't even pause.

Typico Ulquiorra. Never even missing a step.

"Uh- yeah, okay, I'll go… do that…" Seren pointed at the doorway, confused. Wasn't he at least worried about what had been going on with Grimmjow?

Oh no. Now Grimmjow had even her mind in the gutter. Damn Blue Hair. And blue hair doesn't even look good on anyone!

It was then she noticed that there was a slight burn mark on the sleeve of Ulquiorra's jacket. Oh. So, he'd been on a mission for Aizen. At least it hadn't involved capturing her- again. She didn't care what anyone said, Ulquiorra was damn scary.

When they reached her room, all Seren heard was several screams from the inside.

"Omigod, it's Seren!" Mila Rose shrieked.

"Oh, shut up. She probably spent the night in somebody else's room." Apache.

"Oh, I know. Wow, she actually struck me as pretty clean, not that type-" Mila Rose.

That's all Seren needed to hear. She kicked the door open, fuming.

"Yes, people, I'm here, and no, I was not busy out sleeping around." She gritted her teeth and stormed into her room. The sooner she had her stuff and was out, the better.

But of course, that was too much to hope for.

Mila Rose, Apache, and Sunsun followed her, bombarding her with questions: "What happened? Where were you? Why is *whisper* Ulquiorra here?"

"The way it works is, Aizen doesn't trust me, so he's put me under 24/7 watch. Ulquiorra's my new 'guardian,' if you will." She picked up her blankets, pillows, and as many shampoo bottles as she could grab.

"Hey!" Mila Rose grabbed them from Seren's hand. "Where do you think you're going with all our good stuff?"

"Um, you're not honestly going to sentence me to drab hair? Who even KNOWS what Ulquiorra has in his bathroom…" She tried puppy eyes on Mila Rose, hoping it would work.

"Why sure we can," Sunsun giggled from behind her sleeve.

Seren fought the urge to slap her. Uncaring witch.

Mila Rose sighed, and put her hand to her forehead like she was doing some amazing act of charity. "Well, I suppose you could have this…"

Seren grabbed the bottles from her. "Wow, really? Thank you, thank you!" She walked out to where Ulquiorra was waiting. Then she paused. "But wait," she asked, turning around. "I thought you guys didn't like me."

Mila Rose and Apache looked different ways. Sunsun laughed.

"We don't," she said simply.

"I bet they poisoned it or something," Seren muttered to herself on the way back. She shook the bottles, looking for traces of dissolved mercury. "Definitely," she pronounced when she didn't find anything.

"You weren't supposed to tell them about why you were moving," Ulquiorra said.

Seren blinked. Then she gritted her teeth. "They're as close to friends as I have in this whole castle. They have a right to know." "What does having a right to know have to do with friends?"

"Um… well, with friends, they're supposed to care about you. And if they care, you should tell them about what's happening so they don't worry."

"What makes you think they care?"

Seren paused. "Because I wish that they do. So I might as well pretend that they do, and hope they fall for it. And if not, I can deceive myself. I feel better on the inside."

"I have no idea what you're getting at."

"Of course not."