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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 29, 2014 15:52:46 GMT -6
"Unexpected Visitor":
Azayaka laid sprawled out on her bed, the curtains hanging from the bed drawn. Her head rested in the pillows, her hair fanned out, she laid completely naked, her clothes a pile at the end of the bed. Her legs were spread out, knees bent slightly. One hand fondled and squeezed her own breast, the other down between her legs as her fingers dived deep into her core. She panted, letting soft moans sound out from her throat. Her fingers wet from her own fluids, she pulled them out and massaged her clit and around her lower lips, then plunged them in deep again. Her head tossed back and forth, her skin flushing a scarlet color with each wave of pleasure. Her toes curled and she moaned deeply, her head pushing back into the pillows.
She hated what he was doing to her, and he wasn’t even there. She rubbed her inner thighs with her other hand, imagining that he was there with her, tasting her, pleasuring her in ways she couldn’t possibly do herself. She pictured those intense, red eyes looking up at her with passion. The thought that that passion would be a lie only made her pump her fingers harder and deeper. Tears streamed from the corner of her eyes, disappearing into her hairline.
“Vacanze,” she moaned out.
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 29, 2014 16:24:55 GMT -6
Ulquiorra paused in the corridor between the fifth and fourth tower. When that same taint of despair washed over him from Azayaka's rooms, he increased his pace. Yumiko's new mood didn't seem harmful to herself, but he could not be certain how the hollow would react to Azayaka's mood. He vanished in a burst of shunpo and stopped outside her door. Another wave of unhappiness brushed against his senses. Ignoring the hot wind that accompanied it, he knocked loudly on the door.
"Lady Azayaka, are you alright?"
She didn't respond and the dark wave calling to his powers was increasing. He heard the Septima's name from her lips in something like a cry.
He knocked again and when she didn't answer, opened the door.
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 29, 2014 16:31:45 GMT -6
Beyond the clouds in her mind, Azayaka heard her door creaking open. She looked towards her door and saw the silhouette of a man, namely Ulquiorra. She bolted upright, grabbing a dagger from her nightstand as she pulled her bed sheets up over her. She threw it with uncanny precision, the dagger slicing through the curtain of her bed and whizzing past Ulquiorra's ear, cutting part of his hair. The dagger hit the open door with a thunk.
"What the hell are you doing in here, Cuatro!? You haven't heard of knocking!?" |
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 29, 2014 16:40:13 GMT -6
Realizing from what he had disturbed her, Ulquiorra bowed on one knee. "I knocked twice, my lady, and you did not answer," he stated. He paused. "I could sense your distress and felt it would be best to investigate. Aizen-sama would be unhappy if you injured yourself again due to the hollow inside you." He hesitated and then went on. "I am the embodiment of despair. I know best what it can do to another being."
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 29, 2014 16:46:42 GMT -6
Azayaka gaped at him through the curtains then turned her head away, blushing when she heard him say he knocked twice. She couldn't argue with any of his words either. She looked back at his kneeling silhouette and sighed. She reached for her clothes and turned her back towards him, dressing.
"Are you saying you wish to help me?" She chuckled, but it came out broken. "How loyal you are to my father and I. It's a shame none of the other espada share that trait as closely." When she was dressed, she pulled back the curtains of her four-post bed. She looked to him, thinking to herself. "You work closely with Septima, do you not? The two of you formed some sort of team that you work well in." |
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 29, 2014 16:54:09 GMT -6
Ulquiorra was silent for a few minutes. "I had no need to waste time on words with him. He and I understood each other without the need of words, and the silence I've known was there without the emptiness. It gave me a purpose, lesser than what Aizen-sama did, but it was there nonetheless." The Fourth's shoulders shrugged. "That is the best I can explain it."
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 29, 2014 17:08:50 GMT -6
Azayaka listened and nodded, her legs crossed and her chin in her hand. "Vacanze represents a warrior's death. It makes sense that the warrior and despair would be drawn to one another. And now he has betrayed you by letting that wench into his life and allowing her to change him. He has become a sorry excuse for an Espada. He no longer acts like a hollow. He has found something to purge the darkness and expel his despair. Meaning he no longer has need of you, just as he no longer needed me."
She crossed her arms, her fists clenching until her knuckles were white. "And yet, now that his light has been taken away from him, he is returning to the darkness." When Ulquiorra tilted his head in confusion, she explained, "He came to me the other day. He wanted me back in his bed. The pathetic wretch thought that if he couldn't have Kita, that he would have me again."
She then thought of herself and whose name she had uttered while pleasuring herself. Ulquiorra had heard, and no doubt seen what she was doing. She couldn't deny it. She hung her head and pushed her hands into her hair. "But yet... he still got into my head. And so easily. It's disgraceful!" |
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 29, 2014 21:53:38 GMT -6
Ulquiorra tilted his head the opposite way. "It is easy to latch on what you know," he stated plainly. Azayaka flinched. "Or in this case, what you knew." He turned his gaze to her window. "Temporarily, it appeased the hollow inside you as well. Desire is a new darkness to feed it and you had let only Septima give it to you."
He walked a few steps. "The words of Aizen-sama had the sting of truth in them, but there are many different facets of truth. You are a powerful woman, Azayaka. The hollow within you hasn't defeated you yet, even with the darkness that surrounds you. A woman like you should not feel shame for seeking her release in whatever way she sees fit. You are beneath us and them." He fell silent then turned towards her door. But Azyaka stopped him.
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 29, 2014 22:06:51 GMT -6
Ulquiorra's words resonated with her in a way she didn't expect. It was the same way her first night with Vacanze resonated with her, though it wasn't in the same manner. She grabbed his sleeve. She clenched it tight as he turned and looked back at her with surprise. Her lips trembled like she wanted to cry but tried her hardest not to. "Stay." She took a shaky deep breath. "No one has said words like that to me except for my father... so... you may stay."
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 30, 2014 11:02:12 GMT -6
Ulquiorra blinked a few times then turned to face her again. "Then I will stay," he responded in his simple manner. When she let go of his arm, the Cuarto's intense eyes strayed to the appendage for a few moments before placing it back in his jacket. A small silence fell between the two of them.
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 30, 2014 11:34:33 GMT -6
Azayaka sat back down on her bed, her hands to her knees, her eyes cast down. "The other day, Father told me that hollows feed off of negative emotions and energy. The best way to control my hollow is to basically starve it of what it feeds on. Don't let those kinds of thoughts cloud my mind. But when all I've known is despair and suffering all my life for the sake of growing strong to serve my father, I don't really know what it means to not have those kinds of things on my mind. I willingly submerged myself in the dark waters of despair, and now I'm being told that if I want to grow even stronger, I have to pull myself out of it. And then, just when I thought maybe I could be happy, the one person that could bring me happiness betrays me."
Her hands clenched the skirt of her dress. She shook her head. "No. I was a fool to think that a hollow could bring me happiness." She laughed harshly. "What naivety. I sought after happiness from the same kind of being that is tormenting me. And now he's making it even worse by trying to earn me back. It's like I'm destined to suffer my entire life without knowing happiness." She thought to herself then shook her head again, smiling slightly. "Well, that's not true. I'm happy when I'm at my father's side."
Then her expression fell and she sighed deeply, laying on her side, her head on one of her pillows, her legs dangling off the side. Why was she even telling these things to Ulquiorra? It's not like he gave a damn about her problems. He was a hollow too. The same as Vacanze. The same as her tormentor. The all were the same. But then, why did he say the things he said? She stuffed her face into the pillow, trying to hold back her tears again. |
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 30, 2014 12:16:40 GMT -6
Ulquiorra listened politely then turned away slightly in order to consider the puzzle she had put before him. Ignoring the taint of despair in her energy, the intensity of his dark green eyes faded as he let his mind pull at the pieces and construct them logically. A reasonable beginning appeared to him.
He faced her again. “Life is based on the battle of the fittest,” he stated calmly. “A hollow’s evolution to Vastro Lorde is the same kind of thing.” Azayaka’s eyebrows drew together in slight confusion. Ulquiorra continued. “When a hollow has been formed, at first its life is ruled by one thing, its appetite. It hunts souls to survive because only the strong won’t be eaten by others. But when it has eaten enough to become an Adjuchas, the mind of a hollow still must consume others to live, but other necessities arise.” He started to walk around the room as he talked, his coat tails trailing behind him. “Depending on their history, they seek more. It is different for each of them. Perhaps tormenting their prey- actually tasting their fear and terror, maybe companionship and building a pack, sometimes power and conquering others, and maybe escaping the hunger they were born with,” he shrugged, “those are some examples.”
“I don’t see what this means for me,” Azyaka muttered from her position. Ulquiorra turned back to her. Aizen's daughter now sat with her head on one of her knees, her hair spilling down from her shoulder. It caught his eye. For a few moments. Then he tilted his head towards the window.
“I am getting there,” he murmured. He pulled out one his hands and looked down at it. “The more we wish for the more like our past form we become. “ He let his hand fall back into his deep pockets. “To be a Vastro Lorde and be powerful enough that the struggle below us no longer matters, we had to find something more than natural instinct.” He turned to Azayaka again. “If starving it doesn’t work for you, find something else," he declared firmly. "Kurosaki nearly lost to his hollow because he did not find something equally as enthralling as the natural order to his inner hollow."
“What did you do?” Her brown eyes were calm, compelling, like an oasis lake as she asked.
Ulquiorra stared up at the crescent moon, the first sight he had seen after the painful evolution to his present form. “I silenced all,” he whispered, “and faded into the darkness, only to emerge again.”
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 30, 2014 12:33:07 GMT -6
She understood what Ulquiorra was saying, in a way. She shook her head. "I don't want to become unfeeling. I know I can be strong and still feel emotions and what not."
She sighed and shook her head again. "When Vacanze and I first..." She couldn't finish the sentence. "My hollow told me that I had to overcome my fears. She made me seduce Vacanze. She forced me to him, then I got attached. And when he left me for her, it was as if my hollow was enjoying it. I think she planned it. I think she wanted me to become attached, knowing that Vacanze was only sexually attracted to me. She knew I would end up hurt."
She looked up at Ulquiorra. "My father... he told me that he loved me. And when he did, I couldn't feel the hollow inside me. She was quiet. Almost as if she was drowned out by that feeling. She couldn't make herself heard or felt by me underneath that positive emotion." She looked down again. "But Father is busy and can't always be bothered by me. And now the love of my father isn't enough to exorcise her." |
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Post by Ulquiorra Cifer on Oct 30, 2014 12:59:35 GMT -6
The Cuarto scoffed quietly. "That is because a child must move past the parent to grow into its full potential and see if it will survive the cruelty of life." He paused. "If you believe attachment will satisfy your hollow then form another one."
When she looked at him with a glare in her eyes, his eyes narrowed imperceptibly. "I do not mean return to Septima. There are other attachments you can form which will deny your hollow the satisfaction of your pain," he stated bluntly. When her glare died down, Ulquiorra took a step towards her. "If this is a way to feed your control and attract the hollow, find another attachment beyond your father and Vacanze and test the power of your belief." There was something like a challenge lurking in his dark eyes, but it faded a moment later when he stepped back again.
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Post by Azayaka Aizen on Oct 30, 2014 13:06:19 GMT -6
Azayaka crawled across the bed so she was standing on her knees in front of him. She looked up at him and tilted her head. "If you have thoughts on your mind, say them, Cuatro. You're not exactly an open book, and you love to speak in riddles or tongues or whatever you call your form of speech. If you have a person to suggest, then tell me. I despise guessing games."
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