She turned a corner and peered around. The House seemed to be made up of mainly wide open rooms instead of numerous ones. The hallways were all red. Red carpets with intricate ruby ivy designs and red cherry wood walls, shiny and slick. Numerous house keepers kept it in order. Her room was in the attic. It appeared that the House was owned by a woman called Akane Ruzui. She had a quick temper and a speedy eye for imperfections. She disliked all those she deemed foolishly caught on useless subjects such as love,beauty and morality. Quick to point out that they leave little or nothing to be longed for. She hurried to leave the front door and yet... she felt drawn to remain and wait for Ulquiorra.
"Is she still here, Akane?" he asked calmly.
"Yes...what do you want her for, hm?" She tapped her sneakers on the wooden desk, leaning back elegantly in her chair. She swiveled a clear fluid in a soda bottle before bringing it up to her lips to take a sip.
"Nothing important I am interested in her" He matched her cold stare.
"Fine! Nothing wrong with that! Just make sure that girly of your's doesn't cross our path again...or you'll never hear her sweet words again."
"Understood" He answered simply.
Akane smirked 'Oh, on the contrary Ulqiuorra," she thought silently ' you don't'
"You are dismissed" She sighed sitting properly dusting off her jeans.
He got up stepped to the window lifted the glass and hopped down to the garden.