Black Night, White Butterfly-A Bleach Fanfiction

Deployment, Chapter Nine

The morning was cool and crisp, making a thin stream of steam waft up from my cup of hot orange pekoe tea.

Hueco Mundo could be charming, given that one had a liking for dark things.

I sighed, shivering a bit against the chill.

I'd been sitting on my tower for almost an hour, trying to conceive a drawing onto paper, but the creative juices refused to cooperate.

I really didnt know what possessed me to climb the entire way up this tower just to sit and stare at a blank page, as I heard many-a passing Arrancar ask one another, but, there I was.

I guess I was still trying to comprehend the past's events... But, I didn't have much progress with that.

How the hell could I be a spirit?

...That confused me way too much, so I pushed the though away.

And how did I dream of Aizen before meeting the man?

There was literally no answer for that, except the possibility that I was psychic. And after all that happened, it wasn't such an outlandish thought.

Thirdly, why the hell did he want to keep me here for dreams?

...He must've been high.

Sure, I've had some occasional odd luck with dreams, a sort of reverse déjà vü, being able to dream something before it happened.

But, it was always stupid stuff, like where a lost hairbrush was, or whether or not it was raining that morning.

Nothing helpful, like lottery numbers.
I smiled a bit at that. It sounded like something Jasmine would've joked about.

I wondered what they were up to-jeez, my phone would probably erupt in an electrifying explosion from all their calls and texts.

Aizen had clearly stated that, due to mysterious circumstances, I might not return home, though he'd promised not to restrain me afterward.

'Afterward,' meaning some sinister war that I hadn't heard much about, and as far as his 'promise...' He obviously didn't seem like the most trustworthy person.

It'd happen in the winter, that much I knew.

I swirled my tea, watching the dregs spin around.

"Hey!"

I quickly ducked.

Lilynette Gingerbuck zoomed over my head and over the edge of the tower.

We had become an odd pair of friends, but hell, she was a rowdy one, especially compared to Starrk. They were a cute sibling-like pair what with bickering back and forth with each other.

I jumped up, about to run after her, but then her head popped up, cursing.

She pulled herself up, and stood, "Get your ass to yer meeting! What've you been doing!? Drawing!? Aizen'll be pissed! Didn't you-?!"

I clamped my hand over her mouth, and restrained her thrashing arms with the other.

"I didn't know there was a meeting, so I'll just explain myself," I stated calmy, "No problem. He should know better by now than to do this crap without telling everyone."

I let her loose.

She gave me a bored look.

"Yeah, sure. Come on, you're late as it is," She said while dragging me off the the edge of the tower.

I plummeted to the ground, and crashed onto my back.

"AAAGGHH!"

"Come onnnnnn," She yanked me by the arm.