He sat on his throne, like always, and stared at the big double door.
Aizen Sousuke waited. He waited for his loyal Cuarta Espada Ulquiorra Cifer.
He should have been back by now and slowly the Kind of Hueco Mundo got impatient for that Shinigami-Girl. Her Reiatsu was enormous and nearly perfect for his latest experiments.
After long practice he managed to find a way to deprive a persons Reiatsu and keep it to himself.
He grinned.
Yes, she would be a brilliant new pet.
A few seconds later, he sensed a well known Reiatsu. Ulquiorra was back.
And so he was not surprised as it knocked.
The door opened and the black haired Espada entered. He held the Arm of a Shinigami.
She was pretty. Brown hair down to her waist, brown eyes, graceful body.
But that was not the reason for his interest.
He smiled. “Ah, I see you brought our new guest, Ulquiorra. Have no false reserve, come closer.”
He appeared to be in a good mood, but that could change from one second to another. And than the patient Aizen Sousuke turned in an nightmarish tyrannical man.
Ulquiorra stepped aside and left that Shinigami with her broken arm alone.
She seemed very prideful as she looked up to him. “Guest?” Her voice sounded loud in the hall. “Since when has a guest ever been invited against his free will?”
He raised.
“A guest should learn, how to behave and to be thankful for kindness of her host to let her alive… Isamu Misaki.” he said with an alarming smirk. She annoyed him. But he was unwilling to show it.
“You should learn, to respect Seniors and behave proper, or you will end up like that, what you called family.”
He waited for her reaction. She smiled. Why did she smile?
“I bring respect to someone who deserves it!” she said. “I am terribly sorry, Aizen-Taichou!”
She bended mockingly.
“I didn’t know that you see yourself as a Senior.”
She made him feel angry.
His following words sounded freezing and friendly at the same time. “You should habituate bringing respect to me. I am standing over you… remember that, girl.”
He smirked again.
“It amazes me, that your Family has so disrespectful descendants.”
He went silent and glared at her.
Her look went evil. “You…” she hissed. “You’re responsible for all that!”
“You lousy, small, licked Cur!” she cursed. Her Reiatsu flickered uncontrolled around her body and cast green shadows on the white walls.
“Well, well, well, not so rude.”
His voice was polite and friendly, but she crossed the border between trifle and insult. So he would take the responsibility to put her to silence.
He released his Reiatsu, more than he normally did. He knew, that he would get problems with her. And he wanted to make his experiments without her, messing around.
Aizen watched her, as she had to kneel down.
“You shouldn’t have made me feel angry…” he said.
Slowly he made his way to the kneeling girl, took her healthy arm and pulled her up to her feet, after reducing his Reiatsu again.
She was shaking and that gave him a slight feeling of success.
“Choose your words well in my presence, if you want to survive. Otherwise I will break this arm, too. Is that understood?”
He sounded a bit irritable, but his smile was as scary as ever.
“H-hai!” she gasped with a husky voice and looked down.
She was afraid of him and that made Aizen Sousuke feel satisfied.
Yes, she would be a good new pet.
