AnnaeLynn

When We Were Young --- When we were young... --- Ulquiorra sat back in his office chair, swiveling so that he now faced away from his desk. With his left hand resting on the armrest and his right hand up to rub his temples, he let out a groan of dissatisfaction.     "Something wrong, Mr. Schiffer?" his assistant, Halibel, asked.     He shook his head, sliding back so that the back of his chair was pressed against the front of his desk.     Halibel looked at him suspiciously but didn't ask again. If he didn't want to share about it, she ought not to know. It didn't help that