DISCLAIMER: I'm sorry to say this… but…
Ulquiorra: Say it. I am authorized to destroy you if you do not.
Me: OK!!! I DON'T OWN BLEACH! OR ULQUIORA or Orihime, though my friend owns Ulquiorra…
Orihime: She doesn't…
Me: O.O don't tell her that!!! (She might kill me for writing this)
The time for words had passed and the time for action was then. The Arrancar planned patiently. Those deemed the heroes of their world had taker her. Her… She was a princess, with fiery hair and ashen eyes. They'd taken her away, thinking that they'd helped her. They were taking her from the Arrancar; those deemed the evil of the lands. One in particular knew better, the 'warden' of the Princess. He'd known her life in the hero's world. The princess was deemed useless and was treated as such. She had no purpose there.
In the world of the Arrancar she was special though. She was one of a kind, a shining light among the dark ones. Her kind power saved lives. And yet, the heroes took her away. "She's so defenseless; she'd never survive Hueco Mundo!" Some would exclaim, as if the Arrancar were truly cruel. No… They needed the Princess, and her 'warden' made sure she was in good condition. It was he who planned, knowing they needed the Princess back.
So, in preparation for her rescue, he trained. He trained with his sword and release, bleeding from the sheer effort he put out. He trained his mind with books of old wars past. He learned of strategy techniques, and weapons. He gained immunities, and lost days of sleep. It didn't matter to him how much blood or sleep he lost. He HAD to be strong enough. He HAD to be smart enough. He HAD to save her.
After two months of the training he knew he could wait no longer. He needed to save her soon. He sat out to where she was being kept, his anticipation growing rapidly. He went up to the gates and was immediately shot down. His strength and wits were of no use.
Orihime read over the story. It's sweet of him to try to make me a story, but… "So, Woman, is it like the stories you continually refer to? Fairy tales, was it?" Ulquiorra asked. Orihime grinned nervously, "Just a bit off on the ending!"