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[Ichigo kurosaki]

In the vast white desert, there was a white moon, which reflected its white glow at the desert below, in the white desert a white man moved about, in this his white clothes and Green eyes he paced across the white desert, was he searching for something? was he looking out for someone? in truth the white tinted man did not know what he was looking for, altrough having said that he was inclined to find something, it was common sense that his home was where his heart is, but where was it? Ulquiorra strolled across the white desert, yes this was his name...

For the longest of time Ulquiorra had thought that his home was in las noches, but nobody cared for anyone there, the place was cold and savage, and what`s worse it was quiet and empty now, he had no reason to stay everything he had fought for was gone... his feet dug into the soft sand as he continued to walk withouth a destination in sight. These sands where he had spent the longest of times as a hollow, there was nothing, execpt for his eyes, they where solid green, he had lost himself here on purpose trying to find reason for his existence... but it had all proved fruitless... He remebered the woman whom Aizen had taken intrest in, she was the only one that mattered to him? did it mean that it was his home?

Ulquiorra was not sure what to think of that he had his pride after all, for countless of hours he spent in the sands walking senselessly, until his vivid green eyes caught something in their sight, it was the grand tree he had seen so long ago... the very thing that guided him when he was a hollow, the tree was different that the rest in both form and style, it was wide reached down to the ground and toppled him in height, he stepped closer raising his arm to touch the tree, he hesitated momentarily as he did so he gained more courage, no regrets, he placed his arm on the bark of the tree, he was expecting his body to get swallowed inside the Void, but the tree seemed more solid than the walls that shaped las noches, had he dreamed it all?, was his past just a false memory what sense did this all make? He pulled his arm back and looking at it momentarily as his eyes narrowed, he heard the words of the woman speak in his head, the hand is where the heart is...

[Ichigo kurosaki]

The vast density of his reitsu seemed to supress the tree from absorbing his body into the void, he was unsure what the tree was capable of doing but it was safe to say that it had nudged his body into the right direction, perhaps it was why he had learned to use the segunda form who knew? but it was also only a theory, it was also safe to assume that any hollows whom where too weak would be absorbed by the tree since many councious minds remained when he last time merged with the said tree. A true mystery it was.

But regardless Ulquiorra did not feel any attachment to the tree, it was just an object to be used, no more like an animal that had endured countless years and encounters with hollows such as himself, but only a fragment if not only him had ever survived to tell of the void he experienced once inside. This is where he gained his arrancar form, not by the Hyogoku like most other arrancars out there.

He would have exhanged anything to experience the void inside the tree it was so calming, but he knew better than to cling to things that did not matter the fact that he could not merge with the tree anymore was a sign of this, hell maybe only hollows could merge with it, it was risky though but hardly anyone would have suspected so, because the tree was quite the sight to behold, at least down here in Hueco mundo where the prettiest of things you normally would see was the moon.

Ulquiorra had spent enough time thinking it was time to move on and with the tree not accepting him anymore there was little he could do here, other than waste precious time.

[exit]