#djinnbuu

     “Buu-- How are you alive right now?”

{+}// Th-the senpai is following me---!!! I-I. . . -hidesunderblankets-

     Ulquiorra was quick to decipher that this being didn't fall into any category he was aware of -- Human, Hollow, Quincy or otherwise. It was a mystery unto itself, stare directly focused on the brightly colored creature as if doing so would give him some hint as to exactly what it was.

          No ... this couldn't be ...

          Standing in front of him was a nightmare itself, for do not let his pink flesh fool you in implicating that just because he sported such a color, he was automatically weak. That was not the case at the slightest; as he was a true monstrosity, a highly ranked threat of Earth on whom had succeeded in blowing it up once. The horror of that recollection lingered in his cerebrum, for the half breed had unfortunately been victimized and eradicated alongside his best companion, his brother, and his Namekian friend. Perceiving his last moments of life for the first time, wasn't something that he wanted to experience again, or at least until his time was ready. There was no way he wanted to affiliate himself in a battle with this monster, since spreading destruction and evil was basically all that the other knew, even if he lacked in speech. Despite that, Goten was alone right now, and without Trunks, he wasn't able to perform the fusion dance, on where he felt they would at least have a slight chance on fending him off until his father or Mr. Vegeta arrived. But nope, that was not the case this time, for it was only the half breed and the blob of bubblegum this time. He could feel the tears arising to the rims of his hues, his physique shaking apprehensively, his heart beat quickened in it's normal beats. He knew for a fact that if he were to attack him, he'd bolt right for the skies, and soar far away. Albeit, even if he didn't know where he stood compared to the pure version of Buu, knowing he was deadly was enough for him.

        “G-Go a-away!”