Hey, everyone. My deepest apoligies (again) for taking so long to update. I've had A LOT going on. I'm trying to find time for it, I promise... Sometime there's just not time. Anyways... Enjoy.
I looked up at Grimmjow, a slight smile on my face. "I am happy...." I said as I inched closer to Grimmjow's face, "But I am happy with you."
I leaned in to kiss his lips, but Grimmjow turned his head, so that my lips only touched his jaw.
He sighed, "Don't."
With disappointment engraved onto my features, I rested my head on his chest. Grimmjow looked disappointed as well.
"Just rest..." He told me, "You still have to meet with Aizen in the morning."
I closed my eyes and tried to pretend I didn't here the last part of his sentence. "Whatever."
Grimmjow whispered in my ear, as he drifted into a deep sleep, "I love you..."
I looked at him, growing weary myself. "I love you too, Grimmjow."
I woke up in my own bed, no Grimmjow in sight, and my uniform had been changed to a clean one. I lazily rolled on my side and looked at my clock. Five minutes until I was supposed to be at Aizen's room... Wait.
"CRAP!" In a panic, I got dressed and flew out the door.
I was in such a rush, however, that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going, and ran right, smack, into Ulquiorra's rock-hard chest, and fell right on my butt.
I stared at him and felt myself blush. "Uh, hey, Ulquiorra. Sorry. Gotta go!"
I started to get up, but, without a word, Ulquiorra lifted me from the ground and sonidoed to Aizen's room, with me in his arms. Before I could blink, he had set me in front of the large door and walked away.
Aizen's strong voice sounded from the other side of the heavy doors. "Come in, Brooke."
I glared at the place where Ulquiorra had just been, thinking of how I would get back at him for leaving me like that, and then turned back towards the door, pushing it open, and stepping inside. "Hello Lord Aizen."
Aizen stepped in front of me and stared ruefully at the bandage around my neck. "You really shouldn't have done that."
I nervously turned my head away from him and scratched the back of my head. "Yeah, I know. I'm sorry, I just didn't think I could take this anymore. I am not meant to be here... I was perfect in my human life." I began to grow more emotional, "Sometimes... Sometimes I wish Grimmjow had never brought me here!" I finally admitted. "Ulquiorra will barely even look at me now and sometimes I just feel like if I kill myself that all this will go away." One tear escaped my eye, but I quickly wiped it away, hoping Aizen didn't see... But he probably did. "I'm sorry, I should be tougher. I'm an espada, after all." Those words were sounding more like something to dread, rather than be proud of.
I was surprised when Aizen grabbed me and pulled me into a warm hug.
"It's okay, Brooke." He assured me. "I'm here, remember? Even when they're not... I'm always here."
I softly cried into his chest. "I hate this feeling." I began to sob. "It's like I am dying inside and I cant stop myself from slowly fading away."
Aizen gently pulled me off of his chest, kneels in front of me, and slightly lifted my shirt. "Hm..."
I jumped a bit, startled, and looked at him curiously. "Lord Aizen, what are you doing?"
He looked thoughtfully at my hollow hole. "It's growing. It was small before, because you didn't feel so hollow. But you feel it now, don't you? The emptiness? That's just a part of living in Hueco Mundo. Everybody here feels it." He paused. "Well, except for me, Gin, and Tousen, but that is only because we are not hollows."