Disclaimer : Bleach isnt mine. If it is, there'll be lots of Ichiruki, Hitsumatsu, Byakuya , Ulqiorra and Halibel. I dont know why but yesterday I got the urge to write about Ulqiorra and Rukia. Just check it out. This story is about Ulqiorra's Past, bitterness etc etc and how Rukia helped him in the end.

Turn of Fate

"My Fate was sealed.

I don't have a choice except to follow my duty,

But know this : I am not a devil,"

The dark haired young man watched the movements of the girl in front of him.

"Let me in," she declared in a clear voice.

He brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, regarding her with those bright emerald green eyes of his, "For what purpose, if may I ask?"

Her tone did not waver, "I've come to bring Inoue back home,"

Inoue. Ulquiorra still felt the pain on his cheek where she had slapped him. A devil, she called him.

"Normally, I might let you in," the Fourth Espada answered in a monotone, composing his body so he was towering over the black haired Shinigami in front of him, "But Aizen-sama told me not to. He told me to hold captive anyone who enter Las Noches. So, if you may leave, it will be best,"

He saw the girl's hand gripped on her Zanpakutou, drawing it out. He gazed at the sword with wonder, it was pure white.

"And if I persist?" she continued, a hint of steel entering her voice.

"Then a fight will be unhindered," Ulquiorra finished, unsheathing his own Zanpakutou. He saw the girl's eyes widened a fraction, a hint of fear, before it settled to its usual coldness.

The Espada sighed, looking at her almost pleadingly, "One last time. Please leave, Kuchiki Rukia,"

Yes, he knew her name, even though he hadn't met her before. She was Kuchiki Byakuya's sister, and the friend of Kurosaki Ichigo. The girl with the Hougyouku inside that Ichimaru Gin often talks about. It isn't good talk either. Nasty ones.

For a moment, the girl's composure wavered, letting him see the fear and confusion in her heart.

"…I can't," was her quiet answer, "I came here to save her."

"You could die," Ulquiorra offered reasonably.

She didn't answer for a few seconds. Then suddenly she smiled. The smile wasn't threatening, or sly, or even sweet… the smile was sad, and it kind of reminds him of himself.

"She would do the same for me," Rukia replied.

The Espada was taken aback. He frowned as he remembered that memory, from a life long forgotten. A life of a completely different person. A person with a different name.

There. Chapter Two will be up shortly. Tell me what u think pls...

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