I had fallen asleep, all I could tell was that it was nice. Something warm came next to me, I grabbed it without thinking. When it tried to move away I held onto it tighter. I felt a hand comb through my hair. It felt nice, it was even relaxing.
Then I feel my shoulder being shaken. I slowly opened my eyes to see I had my arms wrapped around Aizen. I panicked, backing away from him as fast as I could. I backed up off the bed, landing on the floor with a solid thump. I sat up, glaring over the bed at Aizen.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"This is my room," he answered, "Is there a problem with going to my own room?"
I felt my cheeks heat up. Flustered I turned away, "Why am I in your room?"
"Because I want you to be," he leaned towards me, "and you haven't been trained yet."
I froze as he walked around the bed towards me. "What do you mean, train me?"
He hovered over me, leaning in he held up my chin, "I think you know what I mean."
He pulled me into a kiss. My brain was struggling to process what was happening. Aizen, my enemy, was here kissing me. I felt his tongue brush along my lip. I parted my lips a bit and he forced his way in with his tongue. As he pulled my hands over my head with the chain he played with my tongue.
I came to my senses and started to fight back, trying to push his tongue out of my mouth. I pulled on the chains, trying to get away. I was failing though, he was overpowering me. I started moving my legs, trying to kick him away. He simply stroked up my leg, towards my waistband. That froze my legs, my body shivered in anticipation.
Just then he pulled away, with a string of drool connecting our mouths. "Something like this, is what you should be expecting."
My face flushed with heat, "You bastard!"
He smirked, "I think you enjoyed that much more than you believe." He stood up, as he did I heard the door open. "Ah, perfect timing Ulquiorra," he wiped my lips, "I have to go now."
He walked away from the bed, and closed the door behind him. Ulquiorra walked over to me with a tray of food, and an uncaring expression.
"Here's your food," he offered.
"Not hungry," I huffed.
He walked away from the tray. I heard the sound of his feet stop. He walked towards the bed. I turned around to see him picking up the mask from earlier.
"Leave it alone that's mine," I yelled, standing up.
"Strange," he commented, "You feel such attachment to something so hollow-like?" He put it back down on the bed.
"It's the only thing other than my clothes that is mine right now," I admitted. "I don't really trust anyone here," I sat down next to the bed with my arms crossed.
"Not even Aizen?" he asked.
"Especially Aizen," I growled.
He just walked out the door, not saying another word.
I glanced over at my food and sighed. Putting a finger to my lip I thought about Aizen's kiss. For a moment there I didn't try to stop him. And for a moment there I might have actually...
I shook my head, I couldn't have. Aizen was the enemy, he abducted me, not to mention he tried to have Rukia killed. But then, why was my heart pounding in my ears? Was it because I'm surrounded by enemies? Or was it something else? Another thought popped into my head, why did Aizen choose to bring me here? He could have chosen a lot of other people to bring here, so why me? I thought on this for a while.
"Does it have to do with why he kissed me?" I sighed, "I can't figure it out." I stood up and reached over for my mask. I crawled over the bed to the other side. I sat on the floor staring at my mask. "I wonder if my friends will come to rescue me." I smiled at the thought, Uryu would probably be too stubborn, though Chad and Orihime would come anyways. Regardless of whether or not they could pull it off.
The door opened and in walked Aizen.
"What are you doing on the floor?" he asked.
I glared, "It's comfortable."
"I see you haven't eaten your food," he pointed out.
"I wasn't hungry," I huffed.
"You haven't changed your clothes," he walked over to me.
"Even if I wanted to change my clothes, I can't reach the clothes you asked me to put on," I lifted my hands to show him the cuffs. "Also how do you expect me to change with these around my wrists?"
"How thoughtless of me," he bent down. "Next time I'll take these things into consideration," he petted my head.
I swatted his hand away, "Like hell, let me ask you something."
He blinked, "Go ahead."
"Of all the people you could have chosen, why me?" I asked.
He smirked, "Simple, because I have feelings for you. And from what I can tell," he held up my chin, "you have feelings for me as well."
I grit my teeth, "Like hell I do."
He chuckled softly, "You may not realize it now, but I will show you," he kissed my forehead, "your true feelings."
I shivered at his statement, my heart beating faster. I was worried about how he was planning on doing that.
