私を許して

I can’t stand my own mind.

*Notice

…I am masterly at speaking without words. All my life I have spoken without words.

If it’s family, you protect. Doesn’t matter who it is, blood or not.

And when I said “I’m afraid that I’ll ruin you,” I meant “I’m afraid you’ll ruin me, And I am too weak to stop you.”

“Honour is one of the few things I still have,” he was many things, most of them negative, but he did have a few positive qualities too. “Then I would like to return to Hueco Mundo as soon as possible so that I can be by your side.”

"As you wish,” Tier said, biting back a grin. Ulquiorra’s dedication made her feel powerful, as if she was one step closer to accomplishing her goals. It was a nice feeling, one Tier was unused to experiencing. She was grateful for the change of pace. Intending to thank him, Tier opened a Garganta so Ulquiorra wouldn’t have to. 

There’s so much I could tell you if I felt like it. Which I do less and less.

If I loved you, being this close would kill me.

Now it was his turn to be speechless. His arrogance had dissipated and left him in the lurch. Had he come off to strong? How could arrancars even understand the meaning of the word when their hearts had become dark and formed not only a mask that was torn from their whole face to only leave whatever remnants behind along with a never ending emptiness void within, their hollow hole.

Seeing Grimmjow nervous threw Tier off. She fiddled with a lock of hair to distract herself from the heaviness of his words, vaguely confused by his embarrassment. Grimmjow was proud and sharp-tongued. Tier hated seeing him off-kilter. It often felt as if she was talking to a stranger. If a few words could calm him down, Tier would be happy to do the talking.

“Then that’s what I shall do,” he replied and turned fully towards the other and bowed for her.

“You are an honorable man,” Tier said, “Hueco Mundo will welcome you with open arms.” 

you only look; you scarcely feel.

Ulquiorra was silent for a long moment, lost in thought. Then he spoke up. “You’re the only qualified leader I know of now that Aizen-sama is gone.” He looked over at her, waiting for her reaction. It was true, she did have what it took to lead, she just needed worthy followers.

Tier bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling. Although she tried not to show it, Tier was immensely surprised by Ulquiorra’s response. She always assumed that he didn’t like her. It was a stupid assumption, spurred on by Ulquiorra’s serious demeanor, but it had stuck with Tier for awhile. Now, things were different. 

When nobody has cared for so long, it’s hard to accept it when someone finally does.

Grimmjow blinked to get the gist of everything she asked. How should he put  in a way she would understand without jumping to conclusions about something else? He looked around; blue hues traveled in one direction and then the another. Los Nochas always had spies watching their every move.

Tier would have gasped if she hadn’t already bitten her tongue. Love? Tier had never expected to hear the word directed towards her. It had surprised her and Tier didn’t like being caught off guard.

I endure.