"Ulquiorra Cifer you are a monster, a heartless and cruel individual. Please, no matter how many times I beg won't you listen? Spare Ichigo Kurosaki's life, I love him more than anything, I rather you kill me but let Ichigo live. You just won't listen to me will you, how would you know how I feel. How would you know how I feel if you never loved anyone else"

Orihime sank her face into her hands and fell into tears and you listened to her cry and watched her wipe old tears to cry new ones.

Then after a long time, she stopped and her eyes were puffy

"Why are you still here you unfeeling brute"

"Do you think that I have never loved someone before? At some point I was loved by another. It was a long time ago, but it did happen and that was the only time I was happy. Orihime Inoue, you said you would die for Ichigo Kurosaki, but do you know what that means?"

You closed your fist, and when you reopened it, in the palm of your hand was a small black rock

Insignificant at first glance but if you looked closely, it was shining, misted with silver

"What is that?"

"It is the heart of the girl that I loved"

"Please Master Ulquiorra, let me live to fight another day." you looked down at the pathetic Numero groveling at your feet, weak, so weak.

"Why should you bother living, your existence is useless. You cannot fight and therefore you will not be of any use to me or Lord Aizen."

You broke his neck and he died instantly.

"Pity, and I thought he was a keeper." Yammy, the Tenth, had stopped by and leaned on your door witnessing everything, taking pleasure at your irritation.

"You kill Numeros off faster then arrancars are born, Ulquiorra."

You closed your eyes and rubbed your temples "That is not my fault, it is their fault for being incompetent."

"That might well change right now, I came to tell you Nnoitra is back with some fresh meat. Care to take a look?"

It wasn't really a question, you were put in charge of all Numeros by Lord Aizen. Besides his jurisdiction, what you said was their law.

There were ten of them, arrancars clad in white uniform, numbered from forty to fifty-one, eyes eager and bloodthirsty.

Nnoitra picked the tall blonde haired boy with a teal streak across his cheek, Baraggan picked two of the bigger looking arrancars, and Nelliel picked two funny looking idiots.

The ones that didn't get accepted into a Fraccion, a sad bunch, you dismissed them right away so you wouldn't have to see them any longer.

You closed your eyes and tried to free yourself from the stress Lord Aizen always dumps on you.

When you opened your eyes you were looking into dark blue spheres. You lashed out in surprise, but she dodged, jumping away from you and landing daintily across the room.

"What are you?" you asked.

She laughed "That s a stupid question, do you not see what I am? I am an arrancar, arrancarr number forty. My name is Zoephina Fon Eudenclaire. What shall I call you?"

Her long wavy locks bounced as she spoke, and on her face she wore a smile, a most uncommon sight around here.

"It doesn't matter, ones like you die right away anyways. You won t last even a week, so why bother."

You began to walk away, your hands in your pockets.

"Hey, if I live till the end of the week, will you tell me your name?"

"That's laughable, if you live till tomorrow, not only will I tell you my name, I ll take you into my Fraccion."

You were all the way down the hall but you thought you heard a slight laugh, she was a strange one indeed.