The Espada

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“Lord Aizen must really trust us if he's having us watch over Ulquiorra.” Loly said, sitting on the edge of her bed, Menoly next to her as they watched the five-year-old Ulquiorra stack blocks into a high tower.

“I suppose so. He does seem to trust Ulquiorra the most out of all of the Espada.”

Loly smiled. She'd put up with watching Ulquiorra if it meant doing a favor for Lord Aizen. Luckily, he had proved very easy to take care of. In fact, she and Menoly barely had to do anything; they mostly just watched him play. It was a bit odd seeing him play with...

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After returning to Hueco Mundo, Aizen had devised a new strategy for watching the Espada. Since the first idea of having them all stay in one room together had ended badly, he had decided that each Espada would stay with his or her previously assigned caretaker. This way, each child could receive individual attention to prevent them from getting into any more trouble. It was a good plan, and made Tousen and Ichimaru wonder why Aizen hadn’t thought of it in the first place. Ichimaru was convinced Aizen was just torturing them for his own personal amusement.

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Standing before Uryu was a small boy of 5 years old. His chalk-pale skin was a stark contrast to his ebony hair. His green eyes didn't hold the curious sparkle common in most children. Yet, despite his overall appearance of a human child, he had a reiatsu that matched what was at the scene of the accident exactly.

"Eh? A kid?!" Kon said, staring at the child in disbelief. "Look, kid, I don't know what you did bu-ARGH!" He covered his face and stepped back after being punched by the back of Uryu's fist.