Against those fairytales

Nightmares of reality

Aizen pov
I followed her in order to check if she was okay.
She was crying, hugging her pillow like a little baby. She was laid in her bed and kept on whimpering.
My heart melt by seeing her like this. I moved towards her bed. I sat and let her put her face hid on my lap. I patted her head and consoled her. I didn't said anything because I knew anything could ignite her right now. I just let her cry as much she wanted. For a world, she was heartless devil but for me she was no more than a five year kid. She lost her childhood in dark streets. But her childhood was still inside her, which she only showed me. Only I knew, how vulnerable her life is. In front of me, she let her five year kid to come out of her heart and let her experienced my warmth. For her, I am her mother. And to be honest, it is the most tiring job one could have and personally for my work, most hectic. I had to see this silly kid well being, clean her shits, take care of the company most of the time,need to check her works too and so on. I rarely had any time for me but do you know what is the best part of it, i never regret at all, never in my life. Maybe, i don't have any time for myself but my happiness lies inside her. She is the only relative i own and the most truest bond, I shared. While distracting her by talking on some other topics, I braided her straight hair so she could sleep comfortably and told her to change her dress in something comfortable. I am the only men she trusted. Only person who know her, her life, her story. In the heartless world, i am her only world. I felt peace whenever I see peace on her head.
" You really need me in everything. How will you survive, if i get killed?"
I asked jokingly.
"I will teach what is death to that person, whoever try to lay finger on you."
"Oh my little lioness, calm your rage."
She smiled childishly.
I smiled seeing her like this. She is the warrior, who kept aside her swords and shield in front of me, as i am her home. With me, she didn't need to fight but to rest.
I patted her head so she could sleep.
" Why don't you sing yourself a song? You always sang."
"My mom's lullaby" , as she rested her head  on my laps peacefully.
" Once upon a time, I liked this rain so much.
I used to be so happy, I used to have some fun
Once again this time, I am glad that i am being loved.
A feeling of happy and liking rain so much.
La la La la la La la la La la la La
Once upon a time, i fell in love with you.
Once again this time, i glad to hear, it's true.
(trrrurruuuu, trrrurruuuu, turrrrrrrurrrru, ruuuuruuu)
Once upon a time, once again this sight, once again, I caught feelings, i can't undo,
I am still in love with you."
And then she slept on my lap with peace. I gently put her head on pillow and caressed her and put blanket on her. She looked like infant while sleeping. The peace, on her face was too satisfying to watch.
I watched her from the distance and went to my room and slept.

The next day

My little kitten turned into lioness , next morning. Wearing  a soft dress, a comfortable outfit but still  looking like angel. Obviously, her expression were quite opposite. Today, there would be a record studio. Everyone were trying their best that she wouldn't identify any single piece of mistake, they knew it could either led to their last day or cancellation of studio and they couldn't afford both.All the staff, employee might hate her to the core but there is only one thing they liked about her. It was her voice. All the staff gathered there to hear her voice. Even the chef stand outside the studio so he could also enjoy  her voice. She wore head phones and starting singing in her melodious tone.

"Pebble hurt my leg but one whisper told me not to stop. Hah!!
Fire your heart to keep your leg warm. Hah!!
But when my cold feet touch the ice, it lost all its hope.
The heart turning in ashes  and fire extinguish all.
The world is singing me lullaby and my ear can't hear it anymore,
But i am scared to fall asleep before i got to home
And i keep running and running and running to reach 
But I am lost
A melodious lullaby ringing in my ear , making my body fragile but my heart is strong
But
Neither I can look straight
Nor i can walk straight
So i crawl, try,  crumble, cry , and fall
And  gained some strength
But tired, starving, thirsty, lost soul fails to move it's home.
So i lay on the white sheets ,i can't walk anymore.
And waiting lullaby to make me fall asleep
And let the world close my eyes for forever."
She finished her song and left the studio . All closed her eyes to let the sweet tone entered in their ear. I listened her voice from my office and smiled.
A song that coo can never copy , the song which nightingale came to hear. She sounds like extinct species of mockingbird. Unfortunately, she reflects her pain in her songs, her tragedy and everyone mistook it as a song, a piece of work. They calm their soul by hearing her voice but if they would know that this helpless bird is crying to get outside the cage then their life would be betrayed. Because they think she is singing but only i know, she is crying without a single tear in her eyes.
I wished  that her nightmares will stop haunting her. For one second, let god give her peace she deserves. World has already betrayed her enough, let her get some piece of happiness, even for a second.Only me and singing is medicine in her world.

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