@4EspadaUlquiorra:

Kita followed Ulquiorra at his command as they left the throne room.

@Kita Miyamoto:

"I know." Was all Ulquiorra said, but what more could he reveal to someone who could access his inner core from a single touch.

Disgusted with his own thoughts, he selfishly desired to return to his old habits of lurking in the darkness of Aizen's domain.

"Kita." He turned and without a second thought, began walking to one of his familiar haunts. A room of a tiger. A cage. A home.

@4EspadaUlquiorra:

She looked to Ulquiorra with his question.

"I was taken to Kokudo no Tenteira. That is where Captain Hitsugaya was hiding me and him both."

@Kita Miyamoto:

He heard Kita'S exclamation, but continued to look at her as if through a haze. Why did she wear a face of exuberance, when she was a common murderer? How did she smile at him when she killed the 10th captain, Toshiro Hitsugaya? Perhaps her actions brought her great joy. Or sorrow.

He pressed his lips into a fine line and addressed her in an even tone. "Where have you been?"

@4EspadaUlquiorra:

Kita quickly looked her masters way the second she felt him enter the room. Her heart leapt and started to race.

"Master!" She exclaimed softly bowing to him.

She had been away for so long she thought she was only going to be able to see his face in dreams, but now here he stood in front of her in the flesh. .

@Kita Miyamoto:

Blood.

On the floor. In her hair. Under her nails. Beneath her sandals.

Kita was a murderer. But that was only a minor issue. In fact, not an issue at all.

Ulquiorra stepped forth from the doorway of an adjoining room and brought his fraction to a halt.

"We are more alike, Kita." He spoke at length. His eyes drank in her minor alterations with a detached interest, but always his eyes found the blade. The knife. The method of death.

@Sousuke Aizen:

Kita bowed to him again. "Yes, my Lord. I do."

She then waited for him to release her so she could go find Ulquiorra.

Aizen turned looking at her with a smirk across his face.

"As you wish, but if you change your mind. You know where to find her."

@Sousuke Aizen:

Kita gently covered the marks on her arm when Aizen told her to go see Orihime.

"I think I will keep them as a remembrance of this day, my Lord."

Aizen released her arm bending down he picked up the dagger.

"You may go see Orihime and have her remove that frostbite."

He stepped away from her toward Gin which was now stand down around them.

Aizen extended his arm forward handing the dagger to Gin. Once Gin had it is his hand he inspected it well.

"This is the blood Toshiro Hitsugaya's, Aizen. There are still faint traces of his reiatsu. It seems our little Kita grew tired of his company." A sly grin came across his face as he looked to Kita. "I would have had loved to watch you drive this into his heart. I am sure his eyes spoke nothing but of betrayal." Gin then laughed lightly.

@Sousuke Aizen:

Kita nodded her head. "Yes master. This is the work of Hyorinmaru."

Letting go of her chin Aizen stood bringing her with him. Once at a full stand he turned her to her right and took her lower left arm into his hand lifting her arm as he looked at the four blackened claw marks that almost wrapped completely around her left arm. His thumb brushed against one of the marks making Kita cringe slightly.

“The work of his zanpakuto no doubt.”

He looked from her arm to her eyes.

@Sousuke Aizen:

She shook her head as he held on to her chin. "No, master I do not lie about this. Look. On the top and back of my left arm."

Watching Aizen as he looked to her left arm. He saw what seemed to be four black thin lines extending round her arm.

He grabbed her chin within his hand narrowing his eyes at her.

"If you are lying to me I will cut out your tongue."

@Sousuke Aizen:

Looking into his eyes she did not flinch she did not hesitate she answered his question.

"Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya of the Gotei 13, my lord."

Aizen looked at Kita kneeled before him hearing her call him Lord. He then watched with curious eyes when she told him she had brought him a gift. Becoming even more curious when he saw the blade of the dagger covered in blood. He left Gin standing at the throne and stepped toward Kita stopping no more than a foot or two away from her. He looked down at her and then looked to the dagger.

"And whose blood dirties this blade?"

He stooped down in front of her lifting her head with his fingertips under her chin so he could look her into her eyes.

"I ask again. Who's blood is on this blade?"