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Betrayal
By : Kazeshini
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Betrayal

Chapter Four; The Silent One

After
walking down the seemingly endless corridor, Shinrai was surprised when her
guide made an abrupt turn and then stopped completely, turning to face a wall.
She looked down the new but equally lifeless corridor, and wondered what he was
doing; there was no door, maybe he was lost� The dark haired Espada lifted a
hand to the wall, without saying a word the wall become hazy. Shinrai�s eyes
widened as the solid wall transformed opening a new hallway. She stared at this
new path, why would he show her this? Certainly, she would not be able to
perform such a skill� Where was he leading her? Shinrai looked down the new
corridor; it was much darker and narrower than the normal Las Noches paths, she
felt a little uneasy about going down the dark path, but she was too exhausted
to be truly frightened.

�Ulquiorra said nothing as he started down the
passage. Shinrai hesitated before following, it wasn�t as if she had a choice-
how would she find her way back to Aizen, ask the first friendly face for directions?
The corridor was too narrow for her to see past the man in front of her, and
they hadn�t walked far before the corridor ended. Her guide stopped briefly and
lifted his hand to the average looking door before him. Shinrai saw and felt
nothing, as he rested his hand to the door and used a silent kido to unlock it.
The door opened without a fuss, and Shinrai followed the Espada through. As she
stepped out of the small corridor and the Fourth Espada moved from her view,
she realized they had stepped directly into a bedroom. Perhaps he had decided
to take her directly to her new room after all�

�The room was large, much larger than the one
she had been staying in. Despite its size, the room was quite modest; a single
bed with plan white covers, a small bedside table, an average sized study desk
in the far left corner of the room, and in the right, a dark stained wooden
closet. Aside from these features, the room looked unlived in. She looked
around the room and noticed another door that was slightly ajar; giving a glimpse
to a lavish white bathroom.

Shinrai�s
eyes were drawn back to the Fourth Espada when she realized he had turned to
face her. His fierce green eyes burned through her as he looked down at her.

�These
are my living quarters�there is fresh linen and washing utensils in the closet
next to the wash-sink. I will fetch you some fresh garments and set them
outside the door.� He stated with his empty voice. His stare remained on hers
briefly before he smoothly stepped around her to silently exit the room...

�

�Strange�
I wonder why he bought me to his quarters and not to one of the communal
bathhouses?� Shinrai looked about the room with her arms wrapped around her. She
glanced down at herself, her clothing was torn and blood spattered, and her
body felt just as soiled.

As
she stepped through the bathroom door, she was a little surprised, the Fourth
Espada had such a modest bedroom, but his bathroom was exquisite. The walls
were, predictably white; but the floor was a beautiful polished wood, the bath
in the centre of the right wall was huge, and made of a dark green marble with
lighter greens swirling through it. The shower was to the left of the room with
a wooden screen wall to semi-separate it from the rest of the room. To her left
on the closest wall was a large basin, made of the same stone as the bath, with
two black circular candles either side of it. As Shinrai walked in, she could
see the shower was more of a western style; there was no chair and the showerhead
was high on the wall.

�I�d better hurry, I�m sure he won�t
want me soaking in here� Now where did he say the stuff for washing was?� Shinrai turned around to look for
the closet he�s spoken of and froze.

Hung
above the basin was a huge mirror. Shinrai stared wide-eyed and shocked at her
appearance. Aizen had insisted it was necessary that her training be
undisturbed for any reason, which included washing. At first, it had bothered
her; but after some time she was in so much pain, her eyes and mind were under
so much stress, she couldn�t eat, drink, or sleep, her
ears had bled from the noise that wasn�t there, so her cleanliness was of
little consequence. She could see how thin she had become, the scratches on her
body from the times her mind had snapped, and she had fallen into fits of
psychosis; her nails tearing at her cloths and body, but this was the first
time she had seen the full extent of the damage to herself. She gasped and her
hands flew up to cover her mouth.

She
stared at the girl in the mirror in disbelief, leaning in over the basin to
look closely at the scratch marks she had inflicted to the left side of her
face, a deep bloodied line that ran from above her eyebrow and dropped off at
her jaw. She pushed aside some of her black matted hair, and ran a shaky thin finger
over the scabby wound; moving across her face to trace her mask, flakes of her
own dried blood flicked off with the motion. The mask itself was also stained
in old blood, the white bone on the right side of her face looked like a
three-fingered, clawed hand� she hated her mask. She scowled at the image of
herself; one of the clawed fingers ran just above, and the length of her right
eyebrow, the other just below, and the length of her right cheekbone, the last
ran along her jaw almost to her chin. She hated that it made her unnatural eyes
standout more than they already did.��

Her
weak body could take no more; she fell to her knees on the cold wood floor,
with her head in her hands, and began to sob. Why? Why did Aizen believe she was
capable of something that she obviously wasn�t?

�Shinrai, how are you feeling today?
Any progress?� The Shinigami king of Hueco Mundo stood over the kneeling arrancar in
his private study.

�I
am well Sire. I mean you no disrespect my Lord, but I think you are mistaken
about my abilities. I think I must have a defect; my sword�s release is faulty
somehow� The release is-�

�I
know, it causes you extreme pain, don�t forget that I have heard it for
myself�� The dark haired ruler reminded his newest arrival. �You just
need to learn to hear and see the �Soul Song� the way your sword does�� His
voice was so calm as he requested she continue enduring the indescribable,
hellish pain.��

�I am holding a banquet tonight,
which the Espada are attending. You will be there to allow your Zanpaktou to sample
the Espadas� Soul Song.�

Shinrai�s
eyes widened in shock, although her head was bowed, so Aizen could not see it.
He wanted her to interpret the Espada? So soon?! She was struggling with the
Songs of the weak arrancar he had initially bought to her�

�The
banquet is in four hours, I suggest you take some rest before then.�

The
soft thud of a door in the next room snapped Shinrai from her memories. The
Fourth Espada was back, and she hadn�t even begun showering. She struggled to
her feet using the basin for support and hurried to the bath; she quickly threw
the plug in and turned on the water. The sound of water splashing against the
marble echoed loudly around the room as she hurried to get out of her soiled
clothes and grab a wash cloth from the closet near the basin.�

Shinrai
tried to think about how nice the warm water felt, instead of the brown color
it turned after running over her body. She scrubbed harder than necessary over
her body and face, trying to remove the memories of the psychotic episodes that
caused her state, along with the stains.

She
only had a five-minute soak in the bath, just to make sure all the stains were
gone. After, she grabbed one of the large white towels, it occurred to her that
her new cloths were outside the door� in the same room as the male
Espada� She wrapped the towel around herself and stood at the door�

�Snap out of it Shinrai! I doubt he�s
standing outside the door waiting to catch a glimpse of you!�

She
quickly ducked her hand outside the door and grabbed the pile of material on
the other side; trying to close the door a little too quickly, the sash from
the kimono got caught in the door. �Crap!� She pulled at the
material, only to fall audibly to her backside when the material came free, her
bony arse creating a loud thud against the wooden floor.�

�Oh
yeah!� She thought sarcastically to herself, �Aizen Sosuke�s secret weapon,
for sure!�

�Shinrai stood and slipped on the new kimono;
it was huge on her. She chanced a look in the mirror and immediately regretted
it. She looked like a malnourished and abused child dressed in oversized
clothes not originally intended for her. The style of kimono he had chosen
would have brought modesty to even the most seductive of figures; not an inch
of her body was uncovered, accept for her spindly fingertips.

She
sighed, �I�m surprised he didn�t give me a paper bag as well�� She
thought as she pulled her wet black hair into a loose bun, before throwing her
soiled cloths in the trashcan and making her way to the door.�

In
the other room Ulquiorra closed his eyes as the door to his bathroom finally
opened. He couldn�t understand why Aizen had inflicted him with this woman, but
he didn�t want to be stopped by every Espada they crossed paths with on their
�tour�, to be asked why the woman was in such a state. He also refused to stand
outside one of those trashy bathhouses while she washed.

Shinrai
approached the Fourth and bowed to thank him. He held out a hand to her; in it
was a small brown, drawstring bag.

�These
are reiatsu
chiyu, they will help restore your strength� You are to eat one twice a
day.��

Shinrai
took the bag and opened it curiously to see the small chic-pea like pills. She
glanced up to see the Fourth staring at her and realized he was waiting for her
to eat one. She blushed and quickly took one of the pills from the bag, and put
it in her mouth.

The
impact of the taste hit her immediately and she almost gagged. �Oh god! What
the hell is this crap?!� She thought as she desperately tried to swallow
without gagging. It tasted like an intense mixture of bile and garlic flooding
her mouth. She swallowed harshly and a small shudder shook through her body.
�I have to eat how many of these?!�

Ulquiorra turned on his heel and exited the room, Shinrai
hurried to follow him before the door closed, not quite sure where the door
might open once it was closed again�

They were back in the familiar white halls; the only noise
surrounding them was the soft pad of their feet against tiles and the slight
flap of the Fourth�s white cloak. Shinrai was hit with a slightly dizzying
pulse of reiatsu, it was strong but a good distance from them, obviously a
fight between two very powerful bodies. She looked up at the dark haired man in
front of her; he must be aware of the fight, his skills of reiatsu perception
would far surpass her own, yet it was as if he hadn�t even noticed��

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Oooww I wonder who�s �fighting�? Hehehe Sorry, I know it
was cruel to post-pone the sex, but this chapter had to be here.

I�m keen to know what people think about Shinrai and what
her abilities are? Thanks for reading :D
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Betrayal