You were sleeping peacefully until you were rudely awakened by your phone ringing. You rubbed your eyes, yawned, then answered the phone.
"Mmm, hello?" You said.
"____!" America yelled into the phone.
"Al? What are you doing up at this time?!" You said, looking at the clock. It was 4:00 AM.
"Oh, I don't know! Getting ready for my party tonight and I expect you too be there!" He replied.
You knew you didn't have a choice. Last time when you didn't come, Alfred dragged you to his house.
"I don't have a choice. Fine." You agreed.
"Ok! See you at 7:00 PM!" Al said, hanging up.
You were already awake, so might as well do your morning routi
You and Orihime look at the shattered teacup on the floor, then at his shaking hand.
"What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Orihime runs to him, taking his hand and gasping. "Gosh, you're so cold! Are you sick or something?"
Ulquiorra doesn't respond. He looks into the distance, dazed, lifeless, surrounded in despair. You simply look at him, uncertain.
Something's up. It's not like him to be clumsy, and he seems rather distant this morning.
You pour your milk and walk back to the table. Orihime begins to clean up the broken cup, and while she does you sit down at the table.
You lift up Ulquiorra's chin with your hand, to make him lo
I did my best to keep him in character! >.<
You walked around the halls, trying to find your man target and spotted him talking to Tousen. Unfortunately, Tousen and you have a bad relationship since you like things violent, insane and scary and he doesn't. So you turned back hoping to find another chance to ask Gin. Later in the evening, you tried again, but he was heading to see Aizen. So you decided later. You saw him again but he was heading to the toilet this time...
'maybe I should try again tomorrow...' you thought as y