((That is terrible. Everyone deserves a little reward!))
Gin had been what he called pleasantly surprised by the way the child hadn't trembled in his presence. "Isn't she precious," he'd cooed. "Such a big brave girl~."
Kaname had shared his surprise but not his amusement, hand flying to the hilt of his zanpakutou, ready to strike her down for what he saw as her audacity. "No one speaks to Aizen-sama that way," he'd said, smooth but forbidding. "She should apologize."
His own smile had never flickered. The child -- Orihime -- was fascinating, her utter lack of fear something he had never seen in another creature before. But she hadn't surprised him.
He has no idea if it's typical of Arrancar, and he doesn't care. What happens to the others is of no interest to him and it does not involve him. He only knows what when he sleeps, small light naps and never a whole night through, he does not dream. Normally.
Ever since that girl came here, though, he's started to dream -- little things, bits and pieces, first her gentle hands, then the movements of her pale pink lips, then the soft fall of orange hair over her shoulder as she leans in. Last night, he was asleep just long enough to realize she was leaning in over him, towards him.
As if the idiot girl in his dreams is going to kiss him.
He remembers every moment. He never forgets anything. And he won't admit that he wishes he could.
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Bleach: Aizen/Orihime, kukuku
Gin had been what he called pleasantly surprised by the way the child hadn't trembled in his presence. "Isn't she precious," he'd cooed. "Such a big brave girl~."
Kaname had shared his surprise but not his amusement, hand flying to the hilt of his zanpakutou, ready to strike her down for what he saw as her audacity. "No one speaks to Aizen-sama that way," he'd said, smooth but forbidding. "She should apologize."
His own smile had never flickered. The child -- Orihime -- was fascinating, her utter lack of fear something he had never seen in another creature before. But she hadn't surprised him.
She'd only intrigued him.
Re: Bleach: Aizen/Orihime, kukuku
Bleach: Ulquiorra/Orihime
Ulquiorra does not normally dream.
He has no idea if it's typical of Arrancar, and he doesn't care. What happens to the others is of no interest to him and it does not involve him. He only knows what when he sleeps, small light naps and never a whole night through, he does not dream. Normally.
Ever since that girl came here, though, he's started to dream -- little things, bits and pieces, first her gentle hands, then the movements of her pale pink lips, then the soft fall of orange hair over her shoulder as she leans in. Last night, he was asleep just long enough to realize she was leaning in over him, towards him.
As if the idiot girl in his dreams is going to kiss him.
He remembers every moment. He never forgets anything. And he won't admit that he wishes he could.
Re: Bleach: Ulquiorra/Orihime
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