I OWN NOTHING.
Word Count: 265
There's a sigh. And there's movement.
Ulquiorra feels absent minded fingers trail across his naked chest. He hears another sigh. "Woman, what is bothering you?" It's late at night, and he speaks quietly, softly.
The said woman's fingers stop. "I'm hungry, but I'm not sure what I want."
He shifts his body to face her fully, and to accommodate to her protruding stomach lying heavily on his body. "Recently your food tastes have changed drastically."
Her body jiggles from her dulcet giggle. "It's strange, craving something, and not even knowing what it is you're wanting."
He murmurs in accordance, desultorily stroking her hair.
"Ice cream." She whispers much later, her eyes closed, and head resting on his arm. "Hojicha ice cream, that green tea one." She ignores his barely-there shudder. "That's what I want. I think it's at the corner store."
"Perhaps I was wrong in my earlier assumption. Very well, you will get this ice cream." His quickness to comply with her needs would have once unnerved him.
His ascension is stopped. "It can wait till morning." She wraps her arm across his stomach, and feels him attempt to do the same. "I think she's patient like you." She yawns and unable to fight the contagious disease, he yawns as well.
She kisses his shoulder and smiles at his impassive face before returning into the dream world. But Ulquiorra lays still, brooding over her earlier words.
Yes, he thinks, how strange it is, to crave something, anything, and not be aware of what it is exactly.
He clenches his lissome fingers against her lagniappe.
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So this is mainly a collection I'm staring to, again, practice my writing. Feedback is nice!
This will mainly focus on a human!Ulqui and Orihime, taken completely out of the BLEACH universe, because I'm never going to work with something cannon. So Ulquiorra will probably be a bit OCC, but he's human, ya know? He's grown up with emotions and has a human understanding, because he is one. Please review!