Kairi frowned at what he said and she paused in her cleaning for a moment before she started at it again. She was silent for a few seconds before she decided to speak. "The only person you're failing is yourself by saying that," she said, her voice soft. "Besides, I don't think you have."
She paused and smiled a little, leaning to the side a little so she could see his face. "If it helps, I like you just the way you are. It doesn't matter what you've done in the past, whether it's been the past few days or the past few years." She leaned forward and, making sure not to touch his back as she did so, kissed his cheek like she did after their first meeting. Except there might've been a bit more behind it than being a friendly gesture. But that was still to be debated in her own heart.
With her smile still on her lips, Kairi leaned back and continued cleaning Ulquiorra's back. She was silent for a few more moments before she shifted slightly, feeling her leg get numb, only to end up losing her balance. Gasping, she quickly reached out her hand to catch herself on the wall of the shower, though she was slipping from it still being wet. She reached behind her with her other hand to grasp at the bit of wall that was an outward corner and managed to pull herself back into an upright position, laughing a bit at herself.
The redhead leaned her head back against the corner she had just pulled herself up by, and grinned. "Before you ask, yes, I'm fine." She lifted her head back up and leaned over to run the water in the bathtub, just warm enough so she could wet the washcloth again. She made sure she had a firm grip on the faucet as she was leaned over and running the washcloth under the water, then turning it off and wringing out the cloth. Kairi lathered it up with the soap again and went back to cleaning his back. "I'll admit it," she started, a smile still on her lips and evident in her voice. "I can be a little clumsy sometimes."
Ulquiorra scoffed. "How I have not?" In the past few days he had lost all foot holds in the family and was awaiting reassignment, or even assassination. He had lost Gin and Hei even after he had trying to kill Grimmjow to get them back. He had lost Grimmjow for good. No part of that was anything but failure. He had lost everyone he had cared about in one final swoop.
Ulquiorra frowned at her words. What did he say to that? She had no idea what all those things were. She knew that he killed people for his profession, but nothing beyond that. He was a high ranking member of the mafia because of how he made people disappear. he had even failed at his job. He had been unable to make Grimmjow disappear, even after Grimmjow had hurt him so much. He couldn't even do that job, the only thing he could do with any certainty. He needed to pull himself together. For now he would just have to distance himself and try to get everything back on track. He would go back to the family stronger than he had ever been.
He had to or there was no point in any of it.
He watched her, quite confused as she slipped. He reached out to catch her, but she had already caught herself. He gave her a look. "You should be more careful...we do not need any more injuries on our hands," he said, warningly. He had finished wrapping his shoulder and now just rested his hands on the edge of the tub. He closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth. He just wanted her to be done with cleaning. It stung a lot. But when he thought about all the damage he had done to Grimmjow, he felt as though he deserved whatever he got. he was a liar now, wasn't he? A two-timer, right? A worthless dog. It was all he had ever been....right?
She paused and smiled a little, leaning to the side a little so she could see his face. "If it helps, I like you just the way you are. It doesn't matter what you've done in the past, whether it's been the past few days or the past few years." She leaned forward and, making sure not to touch his back as she did so, kissed his cheek like she did after their first meeting. Except there might've been a bit more behind it than being a friendly gesture. But that was still to be debated in her own heart.
With her smile still on her lips, Kairi leaned back and continued cleaning Ulquiorra's back. She was silent for a few more moments before she shifted slightly, feeling her leg get numb, only to end up losing her balance. Gasping, she quickly reached out her hand to catch herself on the wall of the shower, though she was slipping from it still being wet. She reached behind her with her other hand to grasp at the bit of wall that was an outward corner and managed to pull herself back into an upright position, laughing a bit at herself.
The redhead leaned her head back against the corner she had just pulled herself up by, and grinned. "Before you ask, yes, I'm fine." She lifted her head back up and leaned over to run the water in the bathtub, just warm enough so she could wet the washcloth again. She made sure she had a firm grip on the faucet as she was leaned over and running the washcloth under the water, then turning it off and wringing out the cloth. Kairi lathered it up with the soap again and went back to cleaning his back. "I'll admit it," she started, a smile still on her lips and evident in her voice. "I can be a little clumsy sometimes."
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Ulquiorra frowned at her words. What did he say to that? She had no idea what all those things were. She knew that he killed people for his profession, but nothing beyond that. He was a high ranking member of the mafia because of how he made people disappear. he had even failed at his job. He had been unable to make Grimmjow disappear, even after Grimmjow had hurt him so much. He couldn't even do that job, the only thing he could do with any certainty. He needed to pull himself together. For now he would just have to distance himself and try to get everything back on track. He would go back to the family stronger than he had ever been.
He had to or there was no point in any of it.
He watched her, quite confused as she slipped. He reached out to catch her, but she had already caught herself. He gave her a look. "You should be more careful...we do not need any more injuries on our hands," he said, warningly. He had finished wrapping his shoulder and now just rested his hands on the edge of the tub. He closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth. He just wanted her to be done with cleaning. It stung a lot. But when he thought about all the damage he had done to Grimmjow, he felt as though he deserved whatever he got. he was a liar now, wasn't he? A two-timer, right? A worthless dog. It was all he had ever been....right?
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