A/N; In this story of Bleach the characters are played differently from what they are used too. Orihime is placed in a desperate situation where her heart is guiding her, is it for better or for worse? Can Ichigo get to her before Aizen takes over completely?
Disclaimer; I do not own Bleach or any characters from this story. This story was made up from my head thou lol.
-Prologue.
The more I stare into the pearl white walls, the more I seem to lose count of the days I've stayed here.
Ichigo, Chad, Ishida, Rukia, Renji, Urahara, Yoruichi, Keigo, Mizuiro, Chizuru, Hachigen, Tatsuki.. How I've missed you guys so much. I wonder how are they doing and what. I released I sigh that even I didn't know I was holding. As I stood up, I wanted to see the sky once again.
The window in my room had bars on it and the scenery was not complete yet. The white boned sand danced around the dead tree with no leaves. Black and white. The colors so bland but yet these colors made me forget the difference between darkness and daylight. I can feel him approaching. Here he comes closer and closer. The door slides open.
"Orihime Inoue, Lord Aizen wishes to speak with you," says Ulquiorra. I turn and follow him without any hesitation, I learned it was meaningless to resist. Our footsteps bounce off the walls and down the long hallway.
"So lovely to see you Orihime, my dear," rings the perfect pitched voice, "Hello, Lord Aizen," I reply. I stare at his face, never showing any emotions; being fearless, and brave… That's how I want to become and he's promised me that. . . Her memory goes back to that day when they spoke about her joining him in the winter battle. Ichigo. Was the only thought that ran through her mind, as Aizen spoke to her about the power she could obtain with him. She mumbled a reply that she would think about it and that day has come to an end and a decision needed to be made.
"Orihime, have you made a decision yet?" Through out everything, every tear I have shed, I wanted strength, and power to protect him. "Yes, my Lord and I accept." there was the smallest answer my voice could make. A smile graces his features and he stands, Ulquiorra and Gin leave the room. My senses are now on high alert for no reason. As he walks down from his 'throne' and comes up to me. I can smell him. He stands so close that his spicy scent assaults my nose without warning. My breathing becomes heavy as he lifts up his hand and places them on the side of my face… His hand wanders into my hair and his lips come closer. They search for mine.. They're tender and soft against mine, I couldn't make my own lips work.. I don't know what to do, Ichigo… Was the only thing my mind could think of when I felt his sword pierce my heart with no warning at all. I tired to look down but all I could see was his lips, and part of his zanpaku-tu and my blood life rushing out of my chest. I tasted the metallic blood, I felt my throat closing and me fighting to live. I tired to cough some of the blood out but when I did, I didn't remember his lips were still pressed against mine. I stared up into his eyes, he showed the passion he felt. My body was fading.. I was dying. I stared to fall back when I could finally breath. The blood rushed out of my mouth. His arms went around me and I felt power rushing into my veins and darkness took over… Goodnight, I'm sorry Tatsuki, my friend..
Sorry that's it's so short the prologue but the first chapter should come out very soon! Thank you for reading this part I hope I made it interesting to keep on reading! Thanks
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