Here's chapter 5 everyone. Enjoy ^^
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Chapter 5- Notes on the table
When I returned to my room, I decided it would probably be a good idea to rest myself again, just for good measures. I wanted to be back to full power as soon as possible so I could make it up to Nnoitra for being so rubbish.
I was tired anyway... half the Espada's were lazy anyway, only moving if their life depended on it. Surely it wouldn't matter if I went to bed a little bit early. Okay, so what if it was 4pm?
I slid open a cupboard open and pulled out a huge black duvet.
God this is heavy!
Heaving the duvet through the living room and trying to make my way to her 'bedroom', I tutted when I remembered I didn't have a bed. Unfortunately it was too heavy for my recovering arms to hold for too long. My arms ached and drooped a little, dragging the duvet on the floor. My stupid foot got caught up in it, and I typically ended up stumbling over the bloody duvet and crashing into the wall with it.
What the hell is wrong with me recently?
However I pulled herself up, pushing the huge black door open. Trudging over to the large sofa, I sighed deeply.
Why don't I get a bed? Ulquiorra-sama has one. Nnoitra-sama has one... stupid Aizen. Stupid sofa. Stupid... stuff.
Chucking the duvet on the sofa, I wandered back through the living room and into the tiny cramped kitchen, pouring myself a glass of water. I actually felt a little dizzy; I had been laying down on my sickbed for a few weeks, and this is the most exercise I'd done for ages.
As I padded back to my bedroom, I noticed a little white piece of paper on the table. Picking it up, I read it carefully:
'Nnoitra-sama has arranged a meeting tomorrow in conference room 3. Please be there by 11am with a pen and paper, as you will be required to write notes. Yours, Tesla.'
I raised an eyebrow.
'Nnoitra-sama isn't a meeting kind of person.'
Stretching my right hand out in front of her face, I shot out a claw on my index finger, scratching a few words on the wall:
'MEETING, ROOM 3, 11AM. BRING PEN AND PAPER.'
As I wriggled into 'bed', I wondered what the meeting could possibly be about.
I set my brain to wake up at 10am, giving ,e enough time to wash and make my way down to conference room 3 for this meeting thing.
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A/N: I understand that the last two chapters may seem a little boring; but I promise there is much better to come!! Reviews and comments ALWAYS welcomed... they give me motivation to write more!!~ Cottonsocks
