Frozen

I do not own Bleach.

Yay! Finally, its chapter 2. I wish people would write more (or any) of these stories but until then. Enjoy! :) Also I apologize for any clothing mistakes. *smiles*
I apologize for any and all OOCness. Remember this is an AU fic. Thank you.
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Flecks of sunlight shone through the small openings in the dark curtains cascading over Ulquiorra's face. Emerald green eyes slowly slid open, as the person they belonged to sighed feeling pleasantly warm. Warm? Yes, he did sneak into a noble's house last night. He should get going before they choose to turn him into the guards. The ones who guard this place were said to take great pleasure in executing the people who broke the law. It is from what most have heard one of the rumors that circluate in the rumor mill by the people who are fortunate enough to live in such a place.

He moved slightly stretching only to have his leg bump the person sleeping next to him. Ulquiorra became alert rather suddenly moving away from the person he was in bed with. A quick mental and slightly physical check ensured him that the old and somewhat dirty clothing on his body had not been disturbed in any way more than from the sleep he had gotten. His head moved slowly turning to gaze upon the person whom he assumed to be sleeping as the thoughts of last night flooded into his mind.

This man Muramasa had offered him a job in which he obviously accepted. That was fine, but he couldn't seem to remember to much more after Lord Muramasa passed a hand over his face. He knew at the time of the confrontation he had been nervous, scared, and the slightly relieved. He had been tired, but he had also been excited as well. After three long years of searching and being turned away due to his strangely bright unnatural eyes and tear track birthmarks, he had found a place to stay at least for a little while.

However, he was unsure as to what this person wanted him to do. It was early morning and yet he did not hear the sounds of many servant moving through the halls to bring breakfast to their lord or perhaps beginning the morning cleaning. He had seen from his place outside the gates of many homes, how servants began their mornings in this place. A knock on the door had him swiftly hiding under the covers afraid to be discovered in the bed of a wealthy man like a common street worker. What if the person knocking was not trustworthy and his new employer had him executed to save him from the embarrassment of it all?

Ulquiorra hadn't realized that he may have been shaking or showing signs of fear until a hand settled on his shoulder strangely calming him. His mind seemed confused, but at the same time he was drawn to the feeling of calming down. Was this because he felt as though his situation was hopeless at this point, because he felt safe, or because his new master had some strange power? In his mind, he mentally kicked himself for thinking something so idiotic as that. There was no such thing as the creatures written down in horror books or as the ones that were told to keep young children in line.
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Muramasa didn't like to be woken up early in the morning, but he was woken up the moment he felt his new servant moving around. He could sense the other's emotions running around freely in the young male's mind. At first, he was tempted to allow the emotions to continue running around until he felt the shaking at the knock on the door. It was a bit strange considering that none of his servants ever knocked on the door this early unless someone from some noble house came to visit. He frowned not wanting to get up and dilly dally with some of society's supposed blessed. The only thing he could say about these people is that their blood tasted terrible. It was the taste of someone who was too full of themselves and greedy. It was almost like poison, which is why he had barely been able to stomach feeding off the prostitutes that wandered the London streets.

Every once in a while, he would run into some runaway with slightly sweeter tasting blood, but those meals were too far in between his normal eating habits. He sat up slowly in the bed and looked at the youth he had calmed with a simple touch to his shoulder. "There is nothing to fear Ulquiorra.", he said in a soft voice that called Ulquiorra to listen to it. When he was sure the youth was calm, he turned his attention to the door. "You may enter.", he said to his butler.

A man dressed in a nice suit with a tail coat with a silver pocket watch chain walked in. He bowed before looking up and seeing Ulquiorra with Muramasa. If he thought anything of it, he said nothing. "Excuse my intrusion Lord Muramasa, you have a visitor this morning. I tried to tell them that you were indeed busy, but they would not take no for an answer.", he said respectfully.

"And who, pray tell, is this visitor?", Muramasa asked with his hand still on Ulquiorra to keep him calm.

"It is Lord and Lady Aizen, milord.", the butler said to him with a bow. "Shall I take your new servant and clean him up for you, before I go prepare the tea and scones?"

Muramasa looked at Ulquiorra for a moment and then back at his butler. "Yes, please. I shall dress myself. He will be sleeping in the room right next to mine. I am sure that there are clothes in the closet for him to wear in there. Make sure he looks presentable.", Muramasa said and then let go of Ulquiorra's shoulder. "Follow him. He will make sure my orders are carried out."

Ulquiorra looked at the man hesitantly before getting up and following him out the room. The butler said nothing to him and honestly he preferred it that way. They walked into the next room and the butler picked out some clothing suitable for a young male of Ulquiorra's age without even asking. He had selected a pair of forest green trousers, a slightly ruffled white shirt and a green vest. Long socks, brown shoes with a golden buckle and of course breeches to wear under his trousers. "I will assume that you would know how to wash and dress yourself Ulquiorra. Am I wrong in my assumption?", he asked.

"No. I...thank you. I am surprised you knew my sizes and were able to pick out age appropriate clothing. However, may I ask why such clothing for me. Lord Muramasa gave me the impression that I would be working here.", Ulquiorra asked glad his initial shock was gone.

"You will be, but it seems you will be working for a different purpose than the one you were probably thinking. Do not worry Lord Muramasa is a gentleman so I am sure it is nothing like that. However, you will have to wait until he speaks with you about it. I can not tell you what he plans to have you do as work.", the butler said.

"Understood. Is there anything you should know?", Ulquiorra asked him as he slowly removed his clothing. The butler had turned to give him some form of privacy.

"Well, Lord Muramasa does not allow his servants to stay in this house. We all live not far away and we do not work longer than our lord needs us to. I work until dinnertime. The maid leaves around mid afternoon.", he said to him. "He will tell you any other rules he has for living in his household. I would consider yourself lucky. The lord doesn't trust many people and the fact that he is allowing you to stay here must means he sees something promising in you."

Ulquiorra thought about his words before washing off his body and getting dressed. Once his clothing was on, the butler helped tie a neck tie around his neck before stepping back to look at him. "Very nice. I am sure Lord Muramasa will be pleased. Lets get going."

Ulquiorra nodded and then followed the butler to the kitchen where he made the tea and set it all up on a tray. "Follow me Ulquiorra. A word of advice. Do not speak unless spoken to after you introduce yourself of course.", he said and then they walked to the drawing room where Lord Muramasa was currently entertaining his guests. The butler knocked on the door and upon hearing the word 'enter' walked into the room with Ulquiorra.

Ulquiorra felt out of place very quickly in front of the Lord's guest, but bowed to them all in respect. He remembered their names from the earlier mention before he left Lord Muramasa's bedroom. "Greetings, it is a pleasure to meet you Lord and Lady Aizen.", he said to them and then looked to Muramasa. "Is there something you needed at this moment milord.", he said to him. He had learned manners at home, so this wasn't too bad. He just hoped he didn't mess anything up.

"Ulquiorra, come and sit next to me.", Muramasa said to him looking at him with an uninterested look.

"Yes, my lord.", he said and then went and sat in the chair next to his lord avoiding the eyes of Lord Aizen who seemed to find him interesting.

"What a nice young servant you have Lord Muramasa. What may I ask is his purpose?", Lord Aizen asked sipping the tea that was given to him.

"He is to be my escort and personal attendee. He will attend all the functions with me and make sure I have everything I need. It is as simple as that. Should I find the company of someone, he will make himself available and but not known. I think he will do perfect for the job.", Muramasa said simply giving Ulquiorra a look telling him to sip the tea he was given as he sipped his.

Ulquiorra sipped the tea confused. How was he supposed to be able to complete these tasks? However, he was supposed to be trained to perform it and he would make sure he performed it perfectly. He didn't want to end up on the streets again.

"I see. Well, he certainly is attractive. On the nights, you would be without company is it safe to assume that this escort will be warming your bed as well?", Aizen said eyeing Ulquiorra with the eyes a man should only have for his wife or partner.

Ulquiorra could not help, but choke on his tea spilling a little on the chair. He went to wipe it up, when Muramasa gave him a look that made him freeze and slowly sit back. He couldn't move and he wondered what on earth was going on with his body. Muramasa just sipped some more of his tea and no one else could see anything wrong with Ulquiorra's actions.

"Lord Aizen, I would ask that you refrain from making such remarks in regards to my servant. They are quite inappropriate to be casually discussing and please stop looking at him like that. He is not for sale and I will not take kindly to you trying to steal him.", Muramasa said setting his tea cup down. "Was there anything else you wished to discuss?"

"No. Please remember that the get together is for eight this evening. I shall take my leave.", he said standing up and his wife followed directly after. Muramasa stood up motioning for Ulquiorra to do the same. Aizen shook hands with Muramasa and both he and his wife exited the drawing room and were led out by the butler.

"Its time to start your training Ulquiorra. We have something to attend later this evening. We shall start with simple dancing.", Muramasa said and then lead Ulquiorra through the halls to a room they could practice a few dances in.