|
|
Post by Azayaka Aizen on Dec 14, 2014 20:49:27 GMT -6
"Time Moves Forward": (continued)
Azayaka paced around her room, thinking. In the past three weeks, she had accomplished much on her own. She had pushed the limits of her zanpakuto. Though she had yet to fully tame her hollow, even though she hadn't bothered her in a very long time. But she still had a bit further to go before she could go face to face with her hollow. She had to become stronger first. That was only a matter of time.
But what she really needed to focus her attention on was becoming a better leader. And to do that, she had to give the others a reason to follow her. As of now, they had none, other than her father. But that wouldn't do. Her father would not always be there for her. And when he wasn't, she had to be ready to control her father's army. So that is what she was planning to do.
Her thoughts turned to the last night she had shared with Ulquiorra.
She wanted to talk to him; there was some thing important she wanted to talk to him about. She hoped that he could help her, in leading her the right direction for her to achieve the goal of one day taking over for her father.
She paused as she paced her room looking out at the dark moon as it hung high above Hueco Mundo.
"Are you with me, Ulquiorra Cifer?"
Fade |
|
|
|
Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Dec 20, 2014 15:16:45 GMT -6
"Lifting Spirits":
Vacanze had the most sickening feeling running through his body. His instincts told him that something disastrous had happened recently. As such, he made his way to Azayaka's room. This time, however, he brought the pendant with him. His heart raced and his chest felt tight. It was not that he worried for her, cared for her. She was his ticket to freeing Kita once and for all. If harm came to her, he was left with nothing. No contingency plan. True, Kita harbored a goddess, who would surely do what she could to protect her. But Vacanze was not about to leave the life of his beloved in the hands of a goddess he had never met, nor spoken with, nor even trusted. He would free her himself. He was her protector. And if this plan with Azayaka failed, Kita would be stuck here even longer than she already had been. That was not an option.
He took several deep breaths to calm himself. Once he was at Azayaka's door, he took several more and walked in.
What he was met with couldn't have been any worse.
She was laid out on her bed, beaten, bloody and helpless. She was covered in bruises and faint scars that were still in the process of healing. The blood covering her was dried and browning. He ran to her and knelt beside her. He brushed her hair back. She was pale and frail. He sighed, shaking his head. At that moment he pitied her.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes. They too were lifeless. Tears fell from her already tear stained face as she looked up at him.
"Byleistr..."
His stomach dropped. She had never called him by his first name before. |
|
|
|
Post by Azayaka Aizen on Dec 20, 2014 15:26:54 GMT -6
Vacanze's eyes were nearly unreadable, like always, but this time there was the slightest twinge of... what was it? She couldn't tell. Neither could she taste it on her tongue. Everything was so numb, all except for the pain. The pain was too much. And yet she was numb. She assumed it was because she was so numb that her hollow hadn't taken her yet. She said his name again.
"What happened to you?"
She blinked, then closed her eyes. "He's going to kill me. I'm useless to him. I'm just dead weight. It won't be long before he washes his hands of me completely."
Apparently, she needed not say anything more than that, because he picked her up from the bed in his arms and led her somewhere. When a door opened and closed and she smelled her shampoo and such, she knew it was the bathroom. She kept her eyes closed as he set her on her feet and kept her upright as he stripped her down, then set her in the shower. She heard the squeak of the shower knobs and suddenly hot water washed over her. She cringed at first, then welcomed the scalding water. It felt good; her skin burning underneath the spray. She heard his own clothes drop and then the shower door opened and closed. He picked her up then sat down with her, setting her between his legs. For about an hour, he gently washed her body, cleaning off the dried blood, dirt and tears. He washed her hair and rubbed a balm over her cuts and bruises. She laid there in his arms with her eyes closed as he cleansed her. |
|
|
|
Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Dec 20, 2014 15:35:53 GMT -6
As Vacanze showered her, forcing himself to do what he would normally only do for Kita, he found nearly all of his hatred for her drain out of him. Instead, it was replaced by pity. How could her father treat her like this? He was her father, wasn't he? Wasn't he supposed to give her his unconditional, undying love? Isn't that what father's did? He couldn't comprehend it. Then again, her father was Sosuke Aizen. He imagined there was no love for her at all. Yet, after all this time, he had come to understand that all of her problems stemed from her father in some way. He had come to understand her more. He couldn't say he loved her, but he also knew that she didn't deserve this. Or maybe he was wrong. Maybe she deserved everything that happened to her. But he couldn't concern himself with her. Kita needed him. And to get her, he needed Azayaka.
After bathing her, he lifted her out and wrapped her in her largest, fluffiest towel. He took her out of the bathroom and to her bed, picking up his jacket on the way. Once they were settled, he pulled out the pendant. It was time. "Azayaka. Open your eyes."
She did so and her eyes landed on the pendant. She let out a small gasp and took the pendant. She looked up at him. "Why?"
He kissed her forehead automatically, forcing lies out. "A keepsake. You needed some cheering up. And a reminder that I am here."
|
|
|
|
Post by Azayaka Aizen on Dec 20, 2014 15:42:45 GMT -6
She stared down at it in awe and shock. Did he really care about her after all? Was it not just lust? She looked up at him. He took the pendant and placed it around her neck, fastening the clasp. She touched the pendant around her neck. As she did, Vacanze wrapped his arms around her.
"I'm truly sorry for all of this."
And the dam broke. She started sobbing, then turned and threw her arms around her. She cried on his shoulder and he held her tightly, neither of them caring that they were sill wet and bare skinned. He held her until she cried herself to sleep, whispering to her, "Wear it always. Don't ever take it off. That way I am always with you."
Those words imprinted onto her as she drifted to sleep.
-- END RP --
"Conditioned":
|
|
|
|
Post by Azayaka Aizen on Dec 21, 2014 13:50:50 GMT -6
"Moment of Truth":
Azayaka awoke more refreshed than she had in a long time. She sat up, stretched and touched the pendant around her neck with a smile. She looked around, something on her nightstand catching her eye. It was a bottle of wine, a wine glass, and a note that read: "In the shower. Enjoy as much as you like. I will be out shortly." Suddenly, she became aware of the sound of running water. She looked over to the closed bathroom door, seeing steam seep out of the crevasses between the door. She smiled, assuming he was freshening up for a long morning of pleasure. She turned to the wine and took the bottle, popping the cork. She poured a generous amount and tasted it before humming and sipping it with a small mouthful each time.
She leaned back in her bed, waiting patiently for him to finish. The longer she waited and the more she drank, the more excited she got. She was impatient, yet the wait was only making it better.
After a while, she had her second glass halfway down. She yawned, covering her mouth. She must have still been a bit tired. Setting her glass down, she settled back into bed, deciding to close her eyes just for a bit. She smiled again at the thought of him waking her up then pleasuring her while she was still half asleep.
Soon, before she realized it, she was fast asleep. |
|
|
|
Post by Byleistr Vacanze on Dec 21, 2014 13:59:22 GMT -6
After about another half hour, Vacanze turned the shower off. He had heard the pop of the cork and the tinging of the bottle on the wine glass as she poured. In fact he had heard it twice. Figuring he had waited long enough for his anesthesia to kick in, since he had made it stronger than normal, he walked out of the bathroom, patting his hair down from the humidity generated in the closed room from him letting the shower run as cover for his lie written on the note. Thank god she had not entered the bathroom to check on him, otherwise she would have found him fully dressed. When he looked to the bed, he found the glass was half empty and she was passed out under the covers. So she had drank a glass and a half. He grinned, pleased that she had drunk so much. It would keep her knocked out for quite some time.
Hurriedly, he threw the covers off of her, thanking she was already dressed, he picked her up, tossed her over his shoulder, and rushed out into the hallway. Hurrying down to a more open space, he waved his hand through the air and opened the Gargaunta. He rushed through the gate, closing it behind him.
Moved
|
|
