FLASHBACK:

"I was wondering." He said curiously. "If you would like to fill the 6th Espada seat, sense Grimmjow can't anymore." My eyes expanded. Did I want to do that? No! Of coarse not! I don't want to do anything that would make me around Aizen anymore than I already am.

"Do I have the ability to reject?" I asked, curiously. But still trying not to give any hint that I didn't want to. Gin, who was behind him this whole time, spoke up.

"Of coarse not." He smiled; which was nothing new. I looked at my feet. So this means… I'm the 6th Espada?

-End Of Flashback-

Chapta tree

It was darker now; when I headed back to my room. My worn out shoes dragged lifelessly on the concrete, and my arms were firmly tightened behind my back. I let the air I had been holding hostage go after about 2 minutes of holding it in. I heard clinging; some kind of metal hitting metal. I pushed my eyebrows together, curiously.

I picked up my pace, and shuffled down the stairs to investigate. When I arrived I found Tesla ripping up the side of the wall.

"You, w-what are you doing?" I asked, and his head turned stiffly, his eyes we're wide, and his hair was wild. His muscles we're very tense, I noticed.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I asked first." I mumbled stubbornly.

"I just don't get it." He said blankly, as he sat down against the wall. "How you, who hasn't been here very long, could end up getting the Espada seat. How could I not get it!?" He dropped his head, so his hair was covering his eyes.

"Wanna' trade?" I let my lips fall, as I pushed them together. He looked up at me, confused.

"You don't want to be an Espada?" He tilted his head. I assumed it would be okay if I sat down by him, if we would be talking awhile.

"I don't." I confirmed. He looked shocked for a moment, but he soon went back to normal.

"Bizarre, isn't it? How we always seem to want what we can't have, yet get what we hate." He looked up at the sky. "Do you think there's some other way to live this life?" He sighed. I stared at him contently.

"I sure hope so. Or all this would have been for nothing." I looked at my feet, but he still looked at me.

"What do you mean?" He looked at me as if trying to figure something out.

"I went looking for Orihime." I bit my lip, "Because she always seems to know what kind of feeling are inside of her. I wish I could tell that. You see, I am fondly jealous of Orihime." I clenched my fists. He nodded shortly. "Well, I'll be going now. Do me a favor and make sure the walls still in one piece by morning." I smiled, but he remained emotionless. He still looked at the sky. He was sure a mysterious one, that Tesla.

I reached my room, and closed the door and my eyes. I hadn't changed clothes yet. I was still wearing my disguise. I stripped and put my arrancar clothes on once again. I made my way over to the window where I rested my elbow and my head.

I wonder what Tesla was looking at, and what he was so concerned about. I wonder why Aizen wanted me to join the Espada, when Tesla was far more suited for the job. I wonder where Orihime gets her feelings. I wonder a lot. I wonder, but never question; because if you question, there is always the chance that you'll never get an answer.

Yay for a super short, simple chapter! ~ I'm so terribly sorry. Its 2 in the morning, and I want to write, but I want to sleep! And frankly as of right now, sleep is strongly out-ruling my will to type. X_x

Ohhhh mysterious Tesla! You like? Please comment and such~ I'll be back again someday! [Oh my goodness, FROSY THE SNOW MAN.]

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