A young, black haired, man with dark-green coloured eyes named Ulquiorra and another man, with black messy hair and dark coloured eyed called L were sitting at the bar, each one drinking a different thing, for the green eyed a glass of water, and for the messy haired, a cup of coffee with a slice of cake, murmurs coming from the restaurant on the other side of the corridor filled the melancholic air or the darkened bar, attending the place, a young and pale brunette girl of sixteen with golden eyes was washing some glasses the last customers had used before leaving. Ulquiorra sighed as he remembered his situation.
"Seems I can't go back to Hueco Mundo" he spoke his thoughts out loud which he usually didn't do, especially in the presence of strangers, but since L and himself had shared a couple of drinks in that place, the detective didn't feel like a stranger to him anymore "they all think I am dead already."
"I can't return to Wami House either" L answered as he took another bite from his cake "most of the people there think I am dead as well."
Listening to their conversation, the waitress left the last glass onto the table, and turned around
"Maybe we can help you" she said in a perfect English accent.
Both men looked at her astonished.
"Can you?" L asked.
"Of course" the young lady answered "this place does not only consist on this bar and the restaurant, Uhm... the Manager rents the upper floors as well, Kanon, the barman; his sister, me and some more live here so, if you wish, I can take you to the Manager."
"How can we trust you?" The Arrancar asked.
"I suppose you should talk to the Manager instead, mister" The girl declared.
"Looks like our only option, Ulquiorra-kun" said the detective.
"So it seems" Ulquiorra answered.
"We will be meeting the Manager then" L said.
"Very well, then" the golden eyed responded. She left her post and approached the door.
"Nelli! "She called "Can you come here, for a second, please?"
A girl about the same age as the waitress, but a little shorter in height with black, curly hair, and reddish black eyes entered the bar answering the call of the other young girl.
"Annelise? " L asked in disbelief as he recognized his daughter.
"Daddy! " the girl exclaimed at the sight of her father, and hugged him quickly.
"It's been such a long time" the detective said "you have grown so much, where is your mother?"
"She still lives with me here!" Annelise answered smiling.
I knew they would recognize each other. The brunette thought as she saw the scene. While the green eyed man, looked a little confused about what was happening.
"Sorry to interrupt, Nelli, but these gentlemen would like to talk to Uncle Roger, would you mind on leading your father to his office?" The golden eyed asked.
"Yay!" exclaimed the curly haired "We'll go first."
The brunette and Ulquiorra watched as father and daughter left the bar, in silence, Ulquiorra still wondering if what he had just seen was a dream or not.
"Now, " said the golden eyed with a professional smile on her face "if you would be so kind as to follow me."
The white skinned man nodded and stood up, following the brunette through the cream colored corridors which were hidden behind the stairs that lead to the upper floors, and to the right, through a corridor with only one door at its end, the brunette knocked the door.
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The Mansion
FanfictionThe House Dùbh or Black, was located in the outskirts of Inveraray, Scotland. The owner's niece and sole heiress, Luna, appeared to be your usual home schooled teenager. Except for the fact that her friend, Nelli and herself worked at a bar&grill, t...
