Sorry for the super long wait. I've been through a lot this year.

I might as well tell you all that my granny has been suffering from cancer for months. It was too late for treatment. Friday night, she went to be with the Lord. I hope you'll understand that this fan fiction isn't exactly my top priority at the moment.

Thanks for being such devoted readers.

-Dewwa

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"Who's fraccion am I gonna be now?" I asked Aizen, as we stood in his throne room.

Grimmjow and I had one through a bad breakup, so I was avoiding him.

"You will remain Grimmjow's fraccion, for the time being, until I figure some things out." Aizen answered.

I groaned in frustration. "I hate him."

"I know," Aizen sighed, gently kissing my cheek. "But I'll fix things for you, alright?"

I pouted my lips and crossed my arms. "When can I kick his ass?"

Suddenly Aizen's hands were firmly on my shoulders, and his face was sternly looking at mine.

"There will be no kicking his ass, do you understand me?"

"Ugh, fine!"

"Brooke, I have a question for you..."

I looked at Aizen speculatively. "Okay... Shoot."

His brow furrowed. "What the f*** has been going on between you and Gin?!"

I smirked and blushed slightly. "I guess he just... Caught my attention."

Aizen inclined his head and lightly kissed my lips. "Do I..." His tongue was suddenly in and out of my mouth. "Catch your attention?"

I blushed and looked away. "Yes... You do."

He gently grabbed my face between his palms and made me look at him.

"Brooke, I want to be the only one who captures your attention. Please let me be that for you."

My eyes widened. "Oh, uh, jeez... I don't know, Aizen."

"I'll give you some time to think about." He said. "Don't fret, you'll put wrinkles in your perfect face." He kissed my cheek. "I'd like you to meet me for dinner in my chambers tonight. Would you please honor me with your presence?" He kissed my other cheek.

I pondered this for a moment then smiled.

"I would love to join you for dinner tonight, Aizen."

At least I wouldn't have to see Grimmjow.

Suddenly Tohru ran through the doors, squealing, and proceeded to drag me all the way back to my room.

She slammed my door shut, jumping up and down and waving her arms around excitedly.

"EEEEEEEEP! I can't believe it! Aizen is SO hot, and he asked you out! Oh em gee!"

I stared at her with a blank expression.

"What?" She inquired, "Aren't you excited?"

"Nah, not really. I've done this before. It all ends with a bunch of drama."

Tohru giggled, "I bet it's worth it." She bounced over to my closet. "We have to find you something to wear!" She squealed as she began throwing clothes over her head, and I dodged them with skill.

She quickly turned around holding a black dress and threw it at me. I caught it.

"It's perfect! Put it on!"

I sighed and reluctantly obeyed the hyper fraccion's orders, pulling the dress over my head, and smoothing it over my slender body.

I examined myself in the mirror on my closet door. The dress was black, skin tight silk. It was short, about to my mid thighs, strapless, and had a see-through lace back.

"Wow!" Tohru squeaked. "Lord Aizen is going to DIE when he sees you tonight!"

I shrugged. "Yeah, maybe."

Tohru slightly frowned.

"I wish I had something like this to wear... Maybe then I could impress-" she paused and looked at me, "someone."

I smiled and reached into my closet, pulling out a dress identical to this one, except it's white. I handed it to Tohru and she squealed with excitement.

"Oh, it's perfect! He will love it! Thank you so much, Brooke."

I nodded but then said, "You can only have it under one condition."

Tohru looked confused. "What is it?"

"Tell me who you're trying to impress."

She blushed horribly and looked down. "Oh, well... I might sound silly but, ever since I first came to Hueco Mundo to be Starks Fraccion, two years ago, when I was 15... I've really liked Ulquiorra. I guess you could say I'm secretly in love with him." She looked up at me meekly. "But I almost never talk to him. I'm too shy. I'm not bold like you, Brooke."

I smiled at her softly. "Yeah, I liked Ulquiorra when I first came here too. You should just talk to him. He's really great."

Tohru grinned and nodded. "Thanks, Brookie! I'm gonna go do that right now!"

She grabbed the dress and vanished, leaving me alone in my room for only seconds before I found myself standing in front of Aizen's door. Tohru must have put a kudo on me that would send me here when it was time.

I heard Aizen's voice from the other side of the door, "Come in, Brooke."

Slowly pushing the large doors open, I found the room to be dimly lit, with a small circular table, set for two, in the center of the room. It was draped with a white clothes, and decorated with candles and roses. Soft music played in the background as I made my way to Aizen, who was holding my chair out for me at the table.

I carefully sat down, and once Aizen was sure I was comfortably seated, he made his way around to his chair, on the opposite side of the table, and gracefully seated himself.

A low-ranked Arrancar served our dinner of salad, baked potatoes, steak, and red wine.

After we had finished eating, and talking about nothing of importance, Aizen smiled at me and asked, "Would you like to dance."

I beamed back at him. "I would love to dance with you, Aizen."

Aizen gracefully stood, and held his hand out to me. I took it and he sheepishly led me onto an open space by the table, obviously meant for a dance floor.

Aizen rested his hands on my hips, and I locked my fingers behind his neck, as we slowly swayed to the beat of the music.

I felt oddly comfortable dancing with Aizen and laid my head against his chest. He kissed the top of my head and whispered, "Brooke, do you love me?"

I sighed. "You know that I love you, Aizen." I said, gently kissing him.

Before I could pull away, Aizen moved his hand to the back of my head, and deepened this kiss. I gasped and he gently massaged my mouth with his tongue. He grabbed my thighs and wrapped them around his waist.

He carried me over to a black couch and set me down on his lap.

"I want to give you everything you've ever wanted, Brooke. I want to be the only thing you want, as well. I want you. Your undivided attention. I don't want anyone to have you but me."

My jaw dropped and I was speechless for a moment.

"Aizen, I... I don't know who I want."

Aizen held my face between his palms, and gently stroked my cheeks with his thumbs.

"You want me, Brooke. I know you do."

"Yes, okay?!" I finally blurted out. "I want you. I love you. But I love a lot

of people! I just wish someone would commit to me. Just ONE person."

"But, Brooke," you could see the frustration on his face. "Don't you see that's what I'm trying to do?"

I looked at him, confused.

"Brooke," Aizen looked deep into my eyes. "Will you marry me?"