Show me true beauty; [Closed]

0832; Ruri'iro Kujaku Inner Realm

"I will say this, you have some nerve to come back here again., do you not recall the last time you tried to commune with me? If I recall it ended with you swinging me into a giant stone repeatedly as you shouted such profane words."

A smirk appeared against the darkness. Like a Cheshire cat amongst the madness of wonderland. It was only once words became absolute within the very air of its owner's domain did the world itself bend to its will. From darkness there became light, from lifeless there was trees, a babbling brook, fish and the sun itself. Beautiful by definition. However the sun was heated, the waters were hot to the touch, almost boiling. This beautiful place was not peaceful, and this rose did have its thorns. The adjective best used to describe the surroundings was simple - hostile - very much like the owner whom's whim controlled the realm, or at least partially controlled it.

"Why did you return Yudichipa" the name was mispronounced and it was most likely on purpose by the sarcastic and almost arrogant tone that slid off the lips. Underlying the words almost sounded like the hiss of a snake. It was clear there was no camaraderie between the spirit and the god. There was merely hostility, spite, and a knife between the shoulder blades of the one whom spoke so viciously yet.... hurt.

"Well you have some nerves answering my question with another question"

That earlier Cheshire grin was wiped cleanly off and replaced with a half-snarl as narrowed azure eyes glared down towards the god of death. The shinigami had not been incorrect however; he had answered the call set before him. Much had changed since that last time, and even longer before that. Over seventeen months, a year and a half had seperated the last time when the captain of the Jubantai had gathered his "elite" squad of shinigami to the human realm to confront the Arrancar threats.

Within that time since their last attempted meeting, Yumichika used his full name and unleashed the true power of his shikai, Aizen was defeated, and a new war now set the stage upon the horizon.  The question to the spirit however was; what did these events mean in terms of accepting the call and meeting the  man whom insulted his very existence by calling him such an insulting name such as "Fuju Kujaku"?

He had used his full strength in his fight against the ugly Arrancar with the disgusting outfit, but he could sense within Yumichika's own mind - through the blade in which he manifested his form - that had it not been for the special ability that the Arrancar had possessed, Yumichika was willing to die there without ever calling out his name - Ruri'iro Kujaku.

Perhaps there was no reasoning to this occurrence at all. Perhaps in all honesty, Ruri'iro Kujaku merely wished to meet his abuser in person, face to face. Whatever the reason, much like how his partner refused or could not answer the question, he would do the same and remain silent on that part.

"Do you mind not calling me that name? It offends me. My real name is Ruri'iro Kujaku. If you insist on calling me otherwise, I'll kill you."