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Masquerade Between Hell and Justice	By : Karmira Category: Bleach > General Views: 3499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Two different kinds of meetings....

Vobabulary: Onna - woman

Chapter Six: Called and Kidnapped

As night descended on Karakura Town, the looming figures of the espada moved in on their separate targets, each in their own way….

The Cuatro Espada appeared on the street below Inoue's apartment. His eyes shifted to the lamplight glowing from the second story window. She hadn't moved. Good. His head turned to his surroundings. He did not know why Gin Ichimaru was here and not at his master's side, but anything beyond the plan could ruin it; he also had questions. For the chestnut female inside. Her alone. He lifted a hand from his jacket.

"Inoue. Orihime Inoue."

He knew she would hear him. The next decision lay with her.

Orihime stopped in the middle of her chores hearing the faint calling of her name from a familiar voice. She looked around the room seeing nothing and went back to what she was doing. However, she could not shake the feeling that arose from hearing that voice. She shook her head, dismissing it, and walked over to her bed.

Sitting on the edge, she fidgeted with her hands becoming nervous. "He's dead. Right? I watched him die. Kurosaki-kun defeated him."

However, the presence would not leave her.

Outside, Ulquiorra heard her low-voiced denial and spoke to her again. "I know you can hear me, onna." He paused then swept his arm before him. "Answer my call," he commanded.

Orihime's eyes widened as she quickly stood from the bed. Slowly, she walked over to the window and looked down on the street. On the street across from her building stood none other then Ulquiorra the Fourth Espada. She froze in place, her heart pounding in her chest.

"He's alive." She thought to herself. "And he is here for me. But why?"

She wanted to run but could not move from the window as she looked down at him. "Why?" She asked him.

Even if she had grown into the beauty she'd been gifted with, it seemed that she hadn't changed in her reactions to himself. A silver of a smirk formed on the Espada's face. He answered her question with another in the same low tone. "Are you still unafraid of me?"

"No. I am not afraid of you," she said in forceful tone that faded with her own prompting. "Now my question. Why are you here?" She started shaking her head. "I am not going back."

She turned, walking away from the window, knowing she would still hear him even though she was not looking at him. "I am not going back, Ulquiorra," she repeated.

Ulquiorra wasn't fazed by her resistance. "Aizen-sama usually gets what he wants," he responded, using calm logic. "Would you prefer that another comes for you and doesn't care for the condition in which you arrive in?" He let his words sink in. When she remained stubbornly silent, he allowed some of the mask to slip.

"I wanted to come."

She shook her head once more. "It would not matter who came for me. I am not going back." She sat on the edge of her bed again. "Why? Why did you want to come?"

Silence greeted her then the Cuatro Espada returned his hand to his jacket. "I don't know," he replied. "Why did you reach for me?"

Orihime sighed and started fidgeting with her hands again. "Because... Because I didn't want to see you die."

"Why worry at all? I was your enemy, your jailer. Why," he hesitated and whispered the word echoing in his mind, "care?"

"Because that is me. I care. And I don't like to see people hurt or suffer. No matter who or what you are," Orihime murmured in the silence of her room.

"Then I should be myself?" Ulquiorra questioned aloud, though half to himself.

"How can you be anyone else but who you are? It would be a lie if you were anyone else but yourself." Orihime said with the tilt of her head as she thought.

"Sound enough reasoning." The Cuatro replied. His hands slipped deeper into his pockets and he vanished.

"Wha-" Before Orihime could finish her question, the door to her house slammed open and Ulquiorra appeared behind the woman, green eyes dark and intense.

"Then I will be," he stated quietly, and pinched a point on her neck. Orihime slumped forward into his arms, unconscious.

Ulquiorra stared down at her for a few moments then set her down on her bed, turning to her drawers, eyes narrowing as he scanned the surroundings. Finally, he found it. Sonido'ing to a collection of items in the living room, he pulled open a drawer underneath the table. He took something out and reappeared by the unconscious woman, slipping his bracelet back on her wrist. He nodded once, satisfied, and carried her out of the house in his arms.

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Finding the house was simple enough. Loki just pinpointed the strongest spiritual pressure in the area and followed it to his target. His information was not misleading. As he stood out on the street and looked up at the windows on the second floor, a black-haired girl entered her room. Her signature complemented the large well that permeated the house from the Substitute. Now to decide. Did he move now with everyone awake in the home? Or wait until the lights went out making his mission much simpler?

Loki laughed softly to himself and disappeared.

Inside, Karin plopped face-first onto her bed after helping Yuzu clean the dishes. Head on her pillow, she glanced at her textbooks just stacked this way and that on her desk. She could do some studying now or she... She sat up and reached underneath her bed, pulling out the book of Kido. She made a face and turned the pages to her stopping place. Maybe if she did some extra work here, she would get another session out of Hat-n-Clogs.

Suddenly assaulted by goose bumps, Karin closed her book and looked around her room. Her eyes narrowed when she didn't see any ghosts, even by her mirror where they would be more apparent. Finally, she leapt from her bed, pushed her curtains aside, and closed the window, locking it for good measure. Sometimes, she really didn't want to feel the ghosts. Scowling, she halted again.

Shaking the itchy feeling away, she closed the curtains and stripped. "I'm going to bed, Ichigo," she hollered, doing a cartwheel in her bike shorts and sport bra, then flipping off the light. She shook out her hair and collapsed on her bed. "Turn down the AC. It's getting chilly in here." She rolled to wrap herself in the old bedspread.

Hiding in the shadows of Karin's room, Loki took back his espada form at the side of Karin's bed. He was leaning over the top of her as he whispered into her ear. "And they said you were tough."

He scooped her up in the blanket, trapping her in it. When she screamed out, Loki hit her through the blanket hard enough to make her quiet down. "I don't have time to play with the Substitute Soul Reaper. So be a good girl in there and be quiet."

He slid the window open and jumped to the ground below, Karin in the blanket thrown over his shoulder like a peddler and his sake.

Karin growled, shoulder pounding from the jerk ass's punch and took a breath. Gathering her reiatsu, she spat out the first Kido spell that came to her mind as loudly as she could through her bedspread.

"Shakkaho!"

She winced as the spell blasted her and the blanket away from her supposed captor and she landed on her side a few yards away. Stumbling up, she gathered her energy into her leg.

Loki looked at his jacket on he right side, burn marks now covered the white material. He turned completely around and smiled menacingly at Karin. “So you do have a little fight in you? Very nice, but not good enough.” Loki disappeared from in front of her then appeared behind her only a couple of feet.

When she turned quickly to counter his attack, she saw Ichigo standing there.

“What the hell are you doing outside in your pajamas, Karin? I thought you were going to bed?”

He was scratching the back of his head with an annoyed look on his face.

Karin halted for all of one moment and then charged.

Filing away the pain from her landing, she launched herself at the imposter and slammed her reiatsu-packed leg at his face. "Wrong reaction, asshole!" she hissed through clenched teeth as her leg impacted with his cheek. "My real brother blushes. He's embarrassed that I haven't changed my habits even if I am older."

Loki took the hit not even wavering to the impact but changed back to his true form.

"You call that a kick?" Loki asked her as he lifted his leg and kicked her back. Karin flew across the yard and the street, hitting the fence and taking it down. The building stopped her travels. Loki walked over to her and picked her up by the nape of her neck and lifted her to his eye level. "Are we done now?"

"Screw. You," she pronounced slowly. "Byakurai." An arch of lightning ignited from her palm below, shooting him in the side. Loki didn't move, just dropped her.

Loki was done playing. He could not kill the little bitch and her parlor tricks were wearing on his nerves. He drew his sword. "Trickster." He whispered.

Karin hopped away with a small burst of shunpo, huffing and wiping off blood and dirt from her face. Come on, Ichigo. Where are you?!" She looked behind her and froze.

And as Karin stood, not far down the street, her little sister appeared behind her. She was rubbing her eyes and yawning wide. "Karin, isn't it a little late to be training?"

Karin growled and stepped quickly toward her little sister. "Not this again."

At that moment, Loki appeared behind her little sister, placing his hand to the top of her head, Yuzu looking up at him. "Cute kid sister you have. It would be a shame to see something happen to her. Don't ya think?" He paused, enjoying he spike of fear in his target's aura, and then continued in the same matter-of-fact tone. "I can't kill you, but no one said I could not kill her." Loki told his prey. He waved his other hand. "Your call, big Sis."

Karin didn't have to think. She knew the answer. "Fine." She lowered her hands and stood at ease. "Let her go," she spat. "I'm done fighting."

Loki grinned, sonido'ing toward Karin and lifting his hand as he said, "Let's make sure."

He struck her hard across the face, knocking her out. Sheathing his sword, the image of Yuzu disappeared. He picked up Karin, tossing her over his shoulder and disappeared once more.

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Loki walked in the huge double doors of the throne room with Karin over his shoulder. He walked up placing her on the floor before Aizen.

Bowing slightly, "Karin Kurosaki as you requested, my lord."

Ulquiorra entered shortly after Loki, Inoue in his arms. He set her gently down next to the first girl silently then chuckled at the state of the younger Kurosaki.

"Did you have trouble, Cero?"

Loki grinned. "Let's just say my information about her was not misleading. She's a fighter."

He looked to the chestnut-haired girl Ulquiorra brought in. "It seems you had a walk in the park with yours, Cuatro." He huffed. "Typical female, I see. No wonder you were given her. You couldn't have handled this one." He chuckled softly under his breath looking back to his lord.

"What will you have us do with them, my lord?”

"If she was a typical female, Aizen-sama wouldn't have requested her for both his wars," Ulquiorra retorted before turning to their master.

Aizen looked at Loki and Ulquiorra as Loki scoffed at Ulquiorra's last comment then mumbled something under his breath about Ulquiorra being oblivious to his last comment. He smirked then answered Loki’s question.

“There is a room set up for them here in the fifth tower. Lock them in there. Make sure they are comfortable.” Aizen looked to the young Kurosaki girl who was in a sports bra and shorts. “Give them new clothing as well.”

Ulquiorra nodded and moved to pick up Orhime again.

Loki looked on at Ulquiorra as he moved toward the female he brought in, his eyes then adverted to his lord. "Are you really just going to dump them in the room together without a keeper, my lord?" He waited for Ulquiorra to clear his way so to retrieve the other female.

"Hm, yes you're right, Loki. They will need a keeper." Aizen looked to Ulquiorra as he stood with Orihime in his arms once more. "Ulquiorra. You will be in charge of the two women. I trust you know what to do."

The Cuatro inclined his head. "Yes, my lord." He turned to exit the room and paused. "What of Kurosaki's injuries?"

Loki scoffed as he picked up the young girl tossing her over his shoulder. "She will heal. If she would have behaved, she would not have gotten hurt. The dumb little bitch just wouldn't listen."

Loki turned and walked toward the doors.

Looking to Ulquiorra, Aizen nodded. "Orihime will tend to her when she sees her. Do nothing more than what I have said."

"Understood," Ulquiorra replied. He continued on his way but stopped at the doors. He turned around.

"If you would permit me, there may be another matter worth mentioning, Aizen-sama."

Aizen raised his eyes, looking to Ulquiorra as he spoke once more. "What is it, Ulquiorra?"   Behind him, Loki stopped at the door and turned to hear what Ulquiorra had to say to their master.

"I saw Lord Ichimaru in the park of Karakura Town."

Aizen's full attention was caught with the name Ulquiorra spoke as he sat up and looked pointedly at Ulquiorra. "Was he with anyone?"

"A young girl, my lord." Loki thought back to the couple they saw in the park and the odd reiatsu he felt just before the girl passed out. "The girl..." he paused and thought, "her reiatsu was odd for a human girl."

"Hm?" Aizen hummed as he sat back, propping his head against the palm of his hand. An eerie yet evil smirk crossed his lips. "Gin Ichimaru? I thought I left you for dead. But you're alive, and with a young girl, nonetheless, that possesses an odd reiatsu." He tapped his fingers against his cheek. "What are you up to, old friend?"

Aizen's soft spoken words lingered in the room like a dark shadow.

"He seemed to be healthy," Ulquiorra continued. "The girl fainted soon after we appeared, but he ignored her. That was all I could determine before I returned to my task, my lord."

Adjusting the girl on his shoulder, Loki turned to look at them both. "I don't know this person you talk of, but I think it was a ploy on his part with the girl. There was something about her." He looked pointedly at Ulquiorra. "Or are you too dense to have realized it?"

Ulquiorra's eyes slid towards the Cero. "You are new to Karakura Town. Many humans have strange reiatsu there; however, less than a handful are worth anything to our master."

"Maybe so, but something tells me she is not one of those average humans. If she were, why would this soul reaper you're talking about have anything to do with her? He was sitting with her. It was a ploy on his part -- I know it was." He turned back toward the doors. "It seems, with the reactions from both Master and yourself that he was well known by you both. Am I right?"

He shrugged his shoulder. "Just think about the man you're talking about. Maybe you will finally see my point in all this." Loki commented, bringing their attemtion to his point as he left the room.

"Ichimaru was all about deception...." Ulquiorra mused, half to himself, following the Cero's path with his eyes, "but was the girl only there by coincidence? If I didn't recognize him, he blended in." He turned back to his master. "I could find Ichimaru to learn more after I attend to the girls, if you wish, my lord."

Aizen nodded. "See if you can persuade him to take audience with an old friend."

He then watched as the espada exited the room with a slight nod.

In the next chapter, Aizen makes another move in the game personally - a small visit to Soul Society.
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