Nell looked on with a shocked expression on her face. Nnoitra now had four arms, each carrying a scythe. His chest and stomach became exposed, and he had two horns on the top of his head, the left being shorter than the right, having a crescent shape just like his Santa Teresa. His hollow hole now had sharp teeth almost covering the entire gaping circle.

"How does it feel to experience my release form?" Nnoitra asked, his crazed smile resting on his face once more. She was at a loss for words and he frowned. "Say something Nelliel!"

"You're beautiful," she breathed.

He was her dark prince, his release just proved it to her. He stood there representing all the negative things of life while she herself represented goodwill and light. Her actions may have proven otherwise, but she wanted to save his life. In her fear of losing him, she let her emotions make a stupid decision for her. She didn't want to sleep with Aizen. Nnoitra was the only one she wanted to have her body, mind, and soul for the rest of their black and cold eternity. She now understood her grave error. Was there a right thing to do? This would save his life and if she would have refused, Aizen would have killed them both. She wasn't afraid at all about losing her life if it was for Nnoitra, but she refused to let him die because of her.

His face changed at her words before hardening again. "Fuck you, Nell!"

He sonidoed in front of her and sliced her from her hip up to her shoulder then at an angle across her chest. Nnoitra's Resurrección made him increased his speed and strength tenfold. She fell backward hard from the blow.

"Nnoitra?" she whispered as she sat up.

"Fight me bitch!" he screamed and launched himself at her.

She barely escaped this time rolled over to the door where her zanpaktou was. She unsheathed it and moved out of the way as one of his arms slammed where she crouched. As she flew back, another one of his arms sliced towards her. She pressed her zanpaktou against it and he used his strength to push her back. Sparks flew from their weapons as they locked eyes for a moment. The hatred she now saw in her lover's eyes was unbearable. She had seen it before, but now it was a much deeper hatred with lingering pain. Nell moved towards him, jumped into the air and brought her sword down. He sideswiped her with a roundhouse kick. She tumbled away, sliding through the sands.

"That was so half-assed," Nnoitra scoffed. "There was no force behind that attack."

He was right. She was not trying to fight him. She didn't want to. From all she had taught him and from his Resurrección, she knew Nnoitra might defeat her. If she had the drive to defeat him, then she could finish him like she always had. Now her feelings were influencing her actions. Nell's tears continued to fall as she dodged his attacks. Another one of his blades sliced from the top of her chest to her stomach. She grunted in pain. She couldn't focus no matter how hard she tried. Nell wanted him to care about her again. She believed a tiny piece of him still did, but he was snuffing it out with the violence he always craved.

Nnoitra placed a blade in his mouth and grasped her face, tossing her through their little hut. She smashed through and flew through the dunes of sand. She stood up and faced him.

"Nnoitra, please. I'm so sorry!"

"Sorry doesn't take back what you did Nell!" he yelled and rushed towards her. "You will pay for fucking with my head with your life!"

She held her sword up, and it clashed with one of the four blades. Another arm rocketed towards her. She used one hand to stop it while keeping the other on her zanpaktou. A third arm swiped for her legs and she jumped onto it. She looked up at Nnoitra and saw the anger within his eyes.

She gasped as the fourth blade sliced through her stomach. He then crashed his forehead against hers, knocking her back once again.

"I'm throwing you around like a rag doll," he said taking a step towards her. "You can't avoid my attacks like you used to."

"Or maybe," she said panting. She lowered her eyes. "I deserve this punishment."

"Like hell you do!" he yelled. "But you better fight me like you mean it!"

"I can't!" she cried as she rushed to meet him.

She brought her sword down once again and he crossed his four blades to block her attack. The strength behind her attack surprised him. Nell kicked him in the chest knocking him on his back. She moved over him and he once again blocked her attack by crossing all four blades. She leaned over him and a tear slipped onto his cheek.

"I love you Nnoitra!" she screamed again in his face.

"If you did, you wouldn't be fucking Aizen!" he yelled back just as loud.

"He could have killed you if I didn't give him what he wanted!" she argued searching his eyes. " I don't want to live without you!"

"Don't deny me my one request!" he roared. "If I die, I want it to be in a pool of my blood from battle! He would have granted me what I wanted!"

He lowered his eyes and looked away. "Besides, how the fuck can I live with such betrayal from the one person I gave a damn about."

Nell's eyes widened at his confession and she cried harder. She had lost the person who meant the world to her. She could say she was sorry a thousand times, but that would not reverse the damage she had done. Despite how she tried to explain it was for him, it sounded wrong when she looked at it from Nnoitra's point of view. He was hurting... because of her.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered again.

She brought her mouth down to his in a gentle kiss. He tried to turn his head, but she would just place her lips against his again. He finally sat there while their lips connected. She felt a hand wrap in her hair. Nell thought he had four arms, so she didn't know where the fifth came from, but she didn't care. He was calming down. Nnoitra thrust his tongue in her mouth with desperation. She returned it with just as much despair and pain. She let go of her sword with one of her hands and grasped his hair, too. They battled hard, giving each attack insurmountable strength. Nell felt a warm wetness on her face. She pulled back and studied him. Her heart shredded further. Nnoitra was looking at her, his undying love written on his face as a single tear trailed from his eye.

"Oh Nnoitra," she wailed as she leaned against his chest, their weapons pressed between their bodies. "Please forgive me."

"Nelliel," he whispered, his voice cracking.

Fresh tears poured from her eyes. He loved her. She realized that Nnoitra Jiruga, Prince of Rage and Hatred, loved her. Why else would this side of him she didn't think existed expose itself? If this wasn't love, then she needed someone to explain it to her. She always referred to him as her dark prince, but he was also her angel. Their hearts beat as one. Nothing could destroy the bond they had.

Nnoitra wrapped his hand around the back of her neck. "Why Nell? Why on Earth did you think your actions had a justifiable excuse?"

"No," she whispered as she dropped her sword and hugged him. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I beg for your forgiveness."

He remained silent as Nell listened to his heartbeat. Even it had a tinge of sadness to it. Suddenly, Nell's head shot up and blood poured from her mouth.

"Nell?"

Nnoitra saw Lord Aizen standing over them with his zanpaktou through Nell's back. Nell coughed up more blood and turned her head towards Lord Aizen. He brought his sword down on her Arrancar skull. It sliced through, breaking teeth off of it. Her eyes widened as she fell back on top of Nnoitra.

"Nell!" He rolled her over and looked at her. "Don't you leave me like this you stupid bitch!"

She smiled and grasped one of his now six arms. She placed it on her cheek. Nnoitra didn't know what to do. A moment ago, he wanted to destroy her for what she had done, but now his heart was begging for her to live. He leaned down and planted a kiss over her mouth. The final kiss he knew. He would hold on to it for all eternity as her spirit floated through and above him. He screamed to the sky as he stood and threw his head back in despair. His vision went red as he looked over at Aizen. He rushed him without a second thought and attacked with all his might. Aizen dodged him, a smirk remained plastered on his face.

"I thought you wanted her gone Nnoitra," Aizen taunted. "After all she slept with me. She also was the one you hated so much for being stronger than you. Am I not doing you a favor?"

Nnoitra screamed in anguish again and thrust all six of his arms at Aizen. They raged on and soon Nnoitra found himself on the ground panting, bleeding, broken and bruised.

"So, she taught you well," Aizen commented. He turned his back to him. "I will raise your rank to 5th Espada."

Nnoitra sat up in agony. Pink smoke covered Nell, and he looked over with curiosity. When it cleared his eye widened. Nell was a child. A little Arrancar girl. He glanced at Aizen.

"If she can make it back to Hueco Mundo, then I will revert her and will allow you and her to be with one another."

Nnoitra struggled to his feet. That left a little sliver of hope. Nnoitra changed to his usual form, turned his back, and headed for Los Noches. He supposed he would take care of her little Fraccions, too.

Tesla remained in the shadows smirking. "Finally, she's out of the way."

As everyone left and Nell's body remained motionless, a thought ran through her mind before it faded and she opened her eyes as a new being.

"I love him because he's everything I need. He may be rough around the edges, but he cares for me. We are destined for each other. I'll never forget you... Nnoitra."