Birthday

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Aizen pov

I looked at the window. Full sunshine on my face which even curtains couldn't covered. I rubbed my eyes and checked my phone. it was around afternoon. I immediately freshen up myself and took a cold shower to energize and freshen myself after the long break. I was coming downstairs , all dressed up for my upcoming meetings. I looked at my watch, I was in all rush. So, I was about to call my maid to prepare something fresh and quick to me. But then my glance went to the dinning table which was all decorated with all of my favourite Japanese dishes. I was quite amused by seeing all of this.

"dare to leave and you won't see what will happen to you. You promised me that you will spend your birthday with me."

She was wearing apron and ched hat, holding a cooking spoon. Her eyes were all filled with excitement.
I checked my phone, I didn't even remember my own birthday date. If I would tell her. She would surely kill me. So all I did was a nervous laugh. I put my hand behind my neck. She was suspicious.
" don't you dare to say that you forget your own birthday and you already have scheduled your things."
She side eyed me.
" you never have a time for me. Always busy with your books and works. Everytime I told you to spend some time. You always told me, next time, next time.
Do you even love me."
She pouted.
I really felt bad as we didn't even had a lunch together for 2-3 months. So I told my secretary to cancel my meetings. So I could spend this day with her.
I sat on the chair and started to eat one of those dishes innocently.
" Umm!! Is my doll made all this by herself."
" yes, but took little help from the maid."
She innocently watched me eating and I took one piece of sushi with chopstick.
I told her to eat it. And yes she immediately obeyed.
I smiled. And she started ringing her stories. Telling every little details and things that amused her.
We were laughing and surely enjoying our quality time. But I was little worried as my already couldn't meet up with deadlines. But, anything for her.
Suddenly, one message pop up. I, without notice, checked it. And yes ,she was angrily staring at me. She snatched my phone.
She took glance at the phone. Her eyes widened. She stood up from the seat.
Suddenly, ring Bell. Without a second, she opened the door. And took one book.
I was little confused but was admiring her happiness.
I asked her," May I know what makes my doll so happy??"
" Do you know Yuma?"
" Your famous author??"
"Probably."She took book in her and just caressing it like a child.
"Ohh!! In this last battle. I accept my defeat. The tear fell from my eyes and those eyes would never shed a tear again as they would never be open again. They would never will ever see any hope. As from now on, it accepted it's defeat. In this last battle, I really wanted to have is peace. I wanted to leave this body with ease. No complain, no arguments. Just body which turned in some piece. It's not because I didn't love her. But now I can't deny the reality anymore. I couldn't crawl in my dreams anymore. So when my eyes will be closed. One tear would still wet forever as it would enshrined my last hope. A hope to see you once again, to make you alive, for once last moment, to see you smile and this longing did lead me to insanity. To the door of hell."

She read it loud the last words of the books which was in her hand.

"Which book??"
She softly glared at me. And in cunning way she answered." Endless hope."

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