The faces flashed before Orihime. All of them, cut and broken. Her friends- Tatsuki, Rukia, Rangiku, Toshiro, Renji, Chad, Uryuu, and Ichigo all fell to the ground before her. She summoned Shun Shun Rikka, only to find out that something was wrong; it wasn't working. The newest body fell in front of her- Ulquiorra's. She let a scream so sickening that she found herself plunging out of the nightmare, only to be back in Los Noches.
"Just a dream…just a dream" she reassured herself, pressing her hand to her forehead in an attempt to erase the memories.
The large stone door to her room opened and before it stood Ulquiorra, wearing only his pants. Orihime felt a hint of blood rush to her face, but it was fought off by the horrible memories of her dream.
"Onna! You are going to wake up all of the Arrancar if you scream like that!" Ulquiorra said, emotionless as always. "Why were you even screaming?"
Orihime felt more tears rush to her eyes at the memory. If she was back at home, she would have talked to her brother's picture until she calmed down. But, she wasn't at home. She was alone, with only the emotionless Espada to comfort her. She seriously doubted that he would, though. And it didn't help that he wasn't wearing a shirt.
He took a step closer. "Onna? What happened?" he asked in a slightly tired voice. The faces. The bodies. Helpless. His face. She ran into his arms.
He didn't hug her back, she didn't expect anything else. But, he didn't push her away, either. It was as if he was deciding what to do. Before he could decide, Orihime was blubbering about the dream all of the pain and the face and the helplessness. She kept moving closer toward him, moving him backwards into the couch.
"Who did you say was in the pile?" he asked, thinking that if he talked to her, she would calm down, because he would never admit it, but he hated seeing her sad.
"T-Tatsuki…R-Rukia…"she cried harder "Y-you" His eyes opened a bit wider, shocked at her concern.
"I was in your dream?"
"I…couldn't…save…you!" she gasped between sobs. Ulquiorra didn't do anything but let him cry into his chest for a while.
When, the sobs had stopped he looked at Orihime as she slept. She was so innocent, you couldn't tell the hardships she had to go through, all of the fighting she had been involved in. He didn't want to move her, he didn't wake her up, he didn't want to leave her here- alone, without him. So he didn't.
Instead, he fell asleep with the princess in his arms, scaring away whatever bad dreans she would have in this perfect heven.
So, another late night typing thing. Oh well. I'm really proud of myself for this one XD
R&R. plz. Sorry that there's not a decent writers note, but I have to sleep soon.