"Brooke," Aizen said, approaching me in his throne room, "I called you here to tell you that preparations have been made for a gathering tonight, where we will announce to all of Los Noches that we are to be wed."

I smiled at my fiance and nodded.

Aizen smirked and sat in his throne. "Come here."

I obeyed and approached him, squealing when he pulled me down to straddle his lap.

I stared into Aizen brown eyes as his face reached up to cup my face, slowly pulling it towards his. My stomach did flips and butterfly swarmed my entire body. His lips finally brushed mine, and I felt like I was on fire. His tongue slipped into my slightly parted lips, and I sighed, enjoying the feeling.

He pulled away and smirked at me, "Hm, I could get used to this. Couldn't you, Mrs. Sousuke?"

I blushed slightly and nodded. "Yes, I could, Mr. Sousuke."

I pulled him back for another, deep kiss. This time I took the reigns, as I licked and bit his bottom lip. I grinned when I felt him shudder beneath me.

Aizen chuckled. "I think you're too sexy for your own good. You attract all the wrong guys." He said tauntingly, as his hands slid down to my butt.

I jumped slightly and smirked. "No, no, no... I'm not gonna be that easy... even for you."

Aizen grinned. "Good. I love a challenge." He stood, setting me down on his throne, and towered over me. "If you take my shirt off, I'll let you do whatever you want to me." He chuckled mischievously and winked.

I quickly stood and placed my hands on his chest, staring up at him with lustful eyes. "Hm..." With a quick yank, I ripped his shirt from his body, leaving his muscular torso exposed. His pants were low-rise, so I could see the V shape on his abdomen, covered in a suggestive trail of hair disappearing beneath the waist line of his white pants.

I continued to stare as I allowed my fingers to gently run over his abs.

Aizen placed a finger under my chin, and lifted my face to finally look at him. "Like what you see?" He asked.

I grinned. "I love it."

Aizen's hand traveled to the hem of my fraccion shirt. "Hm, this won't do anymore. These clothes aren't meant for a queen. I might as well throw them away, right?"

My eye widened but before I could protest my shirt was ripped from my body, leaving me exposed to him, in just my black, lacy bra.

"Mm, lovely choice in under apparel. I love lace." He said, his eyes never leaving my breasts.

I blushed a bright red, and looked down. "Geez... That kinda took me by surprise."

Aizen ignored my remark and began to kiss my neck and collar bone. My heart beat accelerated when I felt his large hands firmly grasp my rear.

"Mm, you're so innocent, my dear. I do love that about you." He mumbled against my shoulder, wish he was delicately kissing. "But..." He continued, "If you're going to be my queen," He pulled away to stare at me, his expression serious, "You must be cold and ruthless, willing to kill and do anything for me."

"Yes, I know." I said, a little taken aback.

"I don't think you do know, love. You haven't killed anyone since you came here. You came close to killing Rukia, but were almost killed by that pest of a substitute soul reaper, Ichigo."

I looked down, ashamed. "Yes, I know." But then I defiantly looked back up at him. "But I am not weak! I can kill someone if I have to."

Aizen took a step back and held his arms open wide. "Stab me."

"What?" I gasped.

"Stab me," he repeated. "right in the chest."

I shrugged and retrieved my sword from my hip. I lunged it forwards, and it plunged deep into Aizen's chest.

He stood still, as he stared down at the blade in the center of his chest. Blood trickled down his abs.

"Very nice. I am surprised at you, actually. You didn't even protest."

He grabbed the sword and yanked it from his body, blood spewing from the wound.

"Well done, my love."

I sighed and looked at him. "So do you believe I'm strong enough for you?"

"For now..." He said.

I sighed. "Are you alright?"

Suddenly Aizen grabbed my hips and pulled him against his body. "Of course I'm alright. I'm insulted you would even ask me that. And your punishment is getting covered in my blood." He grinned as he ran his bloody hands over my half exposed body. It was obvious he was using that as an excuse to feel me up.

"Brooke, you're going to have my son, right? I do need an heir." Aizen asked, as he held me close.

My eyes widened and I blushed horribly.

"Uh... Yeah, I guess so, Aizen."

"And if you have a daughter..." He smirked at me, lust in his eyes. "We'll just have to keep trying, won't we?"

I blushed even deeper. "Yeah..."

He chuckled and stepped away from me.

"You need to go get cleaned up for the announcement tonight. As do I."

I nodded and began to walk away, but felt him smack my butt when I turned. I blushed again and scurried out of the room, hearing him chuckle as I shut the door behind me.

I soon realized I still didn't have a shirt on, but didn't even care.

Of course, I walked right into none other than Grimmjow, as I turned the corner.

He examined my appearance. "I see you've been playing with Aizen... I hope that's all his blood, and not yours. Though, I don't even want to know how his blood got on you."

I avoided eye contact with him. "Yes, it's all AIzen's blood. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Good." Grimmjow sighed, running a hand through his soft, teal hair. "I don't care if you're with him or not. If that bastard hurts you, I'll turn him to sushi. I will always protect you."

I blushed but tried to hide it. "So... How are things with you and Halibel?" I asked awkwardly.

He stared at me, obviously confused. "Me and Halibel? What the crap do you mean by that?"

"Aren't you two seeing each other now that I'm out of the picture?"

Grimmjow rolled his eyes. "Halibel is my friend. We're there for each other. But it's not like... That."

"Oh?" I said, a little frustrated. "So you kissing her when we had that fight isn't like that? It's just normal friendship stuff?"

Grimmjow sighed. "We had a few slip-ups in moments of weakness. But we've both agreed it's best we keep to ourselves. Besides, she's seeing Szayel now. Which is really weird, because we all thought he was gay."

"Oh..." I said awkwardly, looking away from him.

Just the sight of his bright blue eyes was causing butterflies to swarm my belly. Dammit... Why do I feel this way?

"Well... I better get going." I said as I began to walk away.

"Brooke." Grimmjow said, causing me to stop, but not turn around. I couldn't look at him any longer without throwing my arms around him. "Look, I don't entirely support you being with Aizen. He's a complete bastard.. But I don't want things between us to be awkward. I'm always here for you, just remember that. I have to go on mission to the world of the living now, I'll see ya later."

I finally turned around, but he was gone.

I ran back to my room and threw myself onto my bed, screaming into a pillow.

Why do I love him? I can't love him!

"I hate him..." I said to myself. "I have to hate him. But why do I feel like I have a giant hole in my chest?"

I heard Ulquiorra's voice behind me, "Because you do have a giant hole in your chest." I screamed and spun around to find him leaning casually against my bedroom wall.

"Dammit, Ulquiorra! Make some noise when you move, you scared the crap out of me!"

Ulquiorra sarcastically put his hands over his ears. "Why not scream a little louder? I don't think they heard you in Canada."

"Ha. Ha. Ha." I laughed sarcastically, rolling my eyes at him. "How did you get in here anyway? And what are you doing here?"

"I sonidoed in." He said calmly. "And I came to see if it's true about you and Aizen. But judging from the fact that you're only in your bra and skirt, and you're covered in blood, I'd say yes."

"Yes, the rumors are true, Ulquiorra. But something about this feels wrong... Something just isn't right." I said, as I pulled a white silk robe over my body.

"We're the bad guys. And you're a teenage girl. You're not meant to be here. Of course it feels wrong. Our entire existence is wrong." He said.

I shook my head. "Non of you are wrong... None of you at all."

"Brooke... Our main goal is to steal 100,000 innocent souls from living humans, and take over the world. We're wrong. You need to accept that. We're all awful. But it is because we are all awful that we manage to work together." He sighed.

I growled and refused to look at him.

Ulquiorra stood up straight and began to leave my room. "You should get that blood out of your hair before it dries." He suggest before exiting the room.

He's probably right...

I looked around my room, and suddenly noticed a package on top of my dresser, with my name written on it.

I curiously opened it, and found a long, black, strapless dress, with a plunging V-neck, and long slit up the side.

"Dang..." I breathed, staring at the beautiful black, lace back. There were also black, lace gloves, and a black pearl necklace.

I looked in the box again to find a small note, written in familiar hand writing.

It read:

"Dear Brooke,

Here are some clothes for you to wear tonight, instead of your everyday uniform.

This is just a small sample of your new wardrobe, which will be arriving soon. You need clothes fit for a queen, after all.

By-the-way... I think you should wear that deep red lipstick you have.

Love, Lord Aizen Sousuke"

I smiled and tucked everything away into the box, and went to take a long, hot shower.

As I stepped out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a white towel, I sighed, "Well, this is it."

"Yes, it is." Aizen said, reclining coolly on my bed. "Nice look, by-the-way.'

I almost screamed. "How did you get in here?! You scared me half to death!"

He smirked. "I'm Aizen. I can do anything."

I shook my head and smiled. "This is true. So, why don't you give me a sec to change into my new dress (thank you for that, by-the-way) so we can get on with our night?"

Aizen smirked. "Okay, Brooke. Change into your dress." He stayed, his eye glued to me, obviously not planning on moving any time soon.

I looked at him and smirked. "You're not gonna leave... Are you, Aizen?"

"I do not plan on it, Brooke."

I stood there indignantly. "Well, I'm not changing if you're not leaving."

He stood and walked over to me. "But... That towel... It bothers me." He grinned. "I could just MAKE you change, y'know."

I stared deep into his brown eyes. "You wouldn't..."

His fingertips played with the hem of the towel. "I might..."

I pulled him close. "You. Wouldn't. Dare."

I felt him tug at the towel a little. "Is that a challenge?"

I smirked. "Yes, it's a challenge."

He chuckled. "Awfully brave of you, a little lady, to challenge a big-bad-man, like me."

"Yeah, well, what are you gonna do about it?" I asked.

Suddenly he yanked the towel off of my body, but turned and walked away before he saw anything. "That."

Then he shut the door behind him.

I blushed deeply and quickly pulled my dress on. "Damn, he is good!"

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