A Whole New Life | By : GrimmUlquigrrrl Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Grimmjow/Ulquiorra Views: 1080 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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[Ulquiorra felt a new form of power rush through him, completing the change of everything he was as he heard the glass box around him shatter. His change created a wind of power that blew the full-body wrappings off of him, the rough strip of fabric unwinding from him and falling at his knees. He could feel the sword lying on the ground beside him, his new zanpakuto, Mercielago.
He opened his green, slitted eyes for the first time as an arrancar, a being stronger than any that were naturally occurring in this universe. He coldly surveyed his surroundings, the dozen eyes looking at him. He observed them all, memorizing the subtleties in their individual reiatsu and noting who among them had power. The man- not an arrancar, a shinigami, the one who had recruited him with the promise of strength- who stood in front of him was by far the most fearsome of them.
He appeared, using his newfound speed of sonido, next to a blue haired man, pulling the short-cut jacket off of him. He could see the surprise on the other man's face, could feel it in the way he tensed, but easily ignored it. He merely tied his filched clothing around his hips to cover himself. He did this solely for propriety; that is to say, he did not feel the slightest embarrassed or bared, but he was one to strictly follow what he had been told was decent. The blue haired man spun around to see him, his cyan eyes wide. Then anger took over his handsome face, and a type of heat radiated from him that Ulquiorra had never encountered before.
"Hey, you little shit, what do you think you're doing?" the man growled.
"Currently I am standing next to you," Ulquiorra said, "or were you referring to what I have done?" The other arrancar scowled, taking a few steps forward. Ulquiorra had to tilt his head upward to look at that rugged face, but he was not intimidated. He didn't step away- he didn't feel the need to.
"Do you have any idea who you're talking to?" the other man snarled.
"How would I?" Ulquiorra asked coldly. The other arrancar grew even hotter, and from where he stood so close to him Ulquiorra could feel it on his skin.
"I'm the Sexta Espada, you little twat," he said, taking another step in.
"Step away from me, trash," Ulquiorra demanded icily. The Sexta Espada bubbled over.
"You little-!" he grunted, swinging his fist forward. The muscles in his arms bulged, his knuckles flying Ulquiorra's way. Ulquiorra put one deceptively slim hand up and caught the punch easily. The Sexta's eyes went wide, as if he couldn't believe that some scrawny, pallid arrancar had so simply bested him, but Ulquiorra was not done. He ruthlessly twisted the Sexta's arm, making the man grimace, and quickly let go to hit the side of his face with a sweeping motion. He noted the hollow bone on his one cheek and was careful to hit the other. The Sexta made a short sound before the force of Ulquiorra's blow forced his feet to loose purchase. He went flying, bouncing on the ground. Ulquiorra watched that interestingly passionate being groan and try to force himself up.
The room was dead silent, everyone staring at either him or the slowly standing body in the center of the cavernous room. "What is your name, arrancar?" the shinigami- Aizen, if he remembered correctly- asked him calmly. Ulquiorra turned to look at him. He had a curious look on his face, one not unlike fatherly love despite its minor detachment, and he seemed content. His brown eyes were tepid, but soft. Ulquiorra inclined his head.
"Ulquiorra Schiffer," he replied. Aizen-sama smiled at him.
"Welcome to the Espada, Ulquiorra."
The Sexta glowered.]
Ulquiorra's eyes opened, and he stared at the ceiling. His dreams usually came in an understandable order, but every now and again he would have one that he would have to find a place for on his timeline. This was one of them- though, granted, it wasn't particularly difficult to figure out where this one belonged. Clearly, it was the very beginning of all of it. For some reason, it was enlightening to know how it started, as if it made that world less of something Ulquiorra made up and more of something he was a part of, and had just taken time to stumble upon.
So, the Sexta Espada he knew was Grimmjow, that person that fascinated the other him so much. Actually, he kind of fascinated the real him, too. He was just so free, so independent, so full of life. He was glad that his mind had been so kind as to supply him with someone like that. Even now, Ulquiorra could feel Grimmjow's radiating heat on his chest.
But that Aizen guy… he was just kind of- kind of creepy. He seemed off, somehow, and his smile was transparent. Why on earth would his mind think up someone so deceptive and terrifying?
More importantly, why would the other him trust him?
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