"B-but, I d-don't," Orihime stuttered while her face turned different shades of red.
Grimmjow walked up to her while he began to brush his fingers against her cheek. Orihime rose her head, then looked at him directly in the eyes, confusion obvious in her stare.
"Now, I'll ask again, will you be my valentine, or won't you?" Grimmjow demanded once more.
At that exact moment he appeared in front of her.
"Ulquiorra?" Orihime questioned.
"Seeing as she doesn't want to accept your invitation, I will ask this time." Ulquiorra said with the stoic expression still plastered onto his face.
Grimmjow, annoyed by Ulquiorra's sudden appearance, angled his arm, ready to strike with a punch, but as his fist was inches away from Ulquiorra's face, he caught the punch in his palm.
"Need I not repeat myself?" Ulquiorra stated.
"Trash," Grimmjow muttered while he began to walk over to Orihime. "The offer is still standing," he smirked at her before leaving the scene completely.
"Ulquiorra," Orihime was the first to speak, "What're you doing here?"
"Do you not want me here?" Ulquiorra answered.
"N-no, I do," Orihime blushed while lowering her head, not meeting his gaze. Ulquiorra cupped her chin with one hand and brought her view to meet his.
"I shall ask you properly this time. Now," Ulquiorra began, "Will you be my valentine?"
Orihime blushed yet again, but this time her face was completely engulfed in flames. She thought about his question for a bit, and as she opened her mouth, ready to answer, Ichigo happened to walk by.
"Inoue!" Ichigo yelled over, running to the two of them.
"What is he doing here?" Ichigo glared to Ulquiorra.
"Me being here, has nothing to do with you, but with Orihime." Ulquiorra spoke.
"Tch," Ichigo muttered, "Anyways Inou-"
He was interrupted by a pale hand blocking his view of Orihime. "I believe I had yet to receive her answer." Ulquiorra said while getting impatient.
"W-What?" Ichigo asked.
"I asked her, if she would like to be my valentine, and while she was getting ready to answer, you happened to come." Ulquiorra stated.
Ichigo's eyes widened in shock. "Inoue, he asked you first?"
"Well, Grimmjow actually asked first," Orihime said while rubbing her head suggesting she was getting nervous. "But I turned him down, then ..Ulquiorra asked and-"
"and she was about to give me her reply." Ulquiorra finished for her.
"Hah, it's not like she'll actually agree to it. So I'll be here when she rejects you, ready to ask her." Ichigo said, pride obvious in his reply.
There seemed to be a long pause afterwards. Orihime was left thinking. She had liked Ichigo, but that had been long ago, her feelings put aside. Ulquiorra, on the other hand, made her heart race and her breath short, how could she possibly reject him?
"We're waiting, woman," Ulquiorra said.
"Well, y-yes." Orihime blushed while looking directly at Ulquiorra.
"You mean, you choose him?" Ichigo yelled while pointing a finger at Ulquiorra, "Out of everyone, you choose him?"
"Leave trash, she has made her decision." Ulquiorra bluntly said.
Ichigo, looking defeated, left Ulquiorra and Orihime to themselves.
"Ulqui-" Orihime began, but quickly cut herself down, seeming at a loss of words.
Ulquiorra then did the un-expected and grabbed both of Orihime's hands, entwining it in his own. He brought his lips to their hands and gently placed his lips upon them.
"Thank you, for accepting my invitation," He said non-chalantly.
"You're welcome, Ulquiorra," Orihime said with a warm smile that would melt the coldest of hearts.
This Valentines day would definitely be a one they would never forget.