I decided to play around my favorite couple. Decided to write a modern romance with these two. I have taken some liberties with the personalities, have changed the settings. Let's hope you all enjoy reading the story as much as I am enjoying writing it.
Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo
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FIRST MEETING:
Orihime
Every time someone walked in from that door, a blast of cold, freezing air would follow, making everyone in it's path shiver slightly. This icy blast coupled by the tinkling sound of the chime by the door announced that someone else had walked in through the door of the coffee shop I worked in. From the corner of my eye, I spotted that Rukia was busy with a customer, so I put on my best smile to greet the customer, sorry, customers. There were three of them. And a stranger bunch of three I hadn't seen.
The one who walked up to me with the orders was of average height and built, pale and a shock of messy raven colored hair, that reached to his collar. He was drop dead gorgeous, but two things captured my attention. His startlingly green eyes and strange tattoos that ran down his cheeks, as if he was crying.
His companions were stranger still. One of them was tall, well built, with a ruggedly attractive charm. I couldn't make out much of his face, but he had blue hair. I kid you not, electric blue hair. But both these men paled in strangeness to the third man who accompanied them. To say that he was tall was an understatement. He was so tall and so thin, he was almost two dimensional. I could see only one side of his face which seemed to be frozen in a strange sneer.
My customer approached me with his order.
"One espresso, no cream or sugar, one latte extra cream and sugar both large. And one espresso medium, no cream and sugar." He had a beautiful voice.
"Yes sir, and can I have your name please?"
"Ulquiorra Schiffer."
Huh? What? "Sorry sir, could you spell that for me?"
"U-L-Q-U-I-O-R-R-A S-C-H-I-F-F-E-R."
"Thank you for your order, Sir, I will bring it to you in a bit."
"Thank you."
Ulquiorra
Something about the grey eyed girl unnerved me. My reaction to her was so unexpected and sudden, it took me by great surprise. It's not like I had never seen someone prettier or someone more beautiful. No. I had a colleague who was much more beautiful than this girl here. But Nelliel Tu never brought forth any of these reactions. I did not quite understand why, but I wanted to shield this girl from every possible harm, protecting that bright and radiant smile of hers. Although I knew that that smile was probably a false one, one she reserved for her customers. I wanted to know more about her.
My train of thoughts scared me slightly. Scolding myself mentally, I walked over to my two colleagues.
"What took you so long Schiffer, you were just giving an order." Grimmjow asked.
I didn't bother to reply.
"Maybe he was checking out that hot babe there." Nnoitora said in his usual creepy voice.
"How vulgar." I scoffed. These two could irritate me in a way nobody else could.
Orihime
For some reason, I found my eyes going back to the trio sitting quietly at the far end of the shop, drinking their beverages, heads poured over what looked like some kind of report. The raven haired man drew my attention more than the other two. He was dressed casually in a white turtle-neck sweater and a pair of blue jeans. He seemed to be fidgeting with his sweater, as though he was uncomfortable with it. The blue haired man looked at him irritably and said something, that caused him to drop his hand, although only momentarily.
"Which one?" Rukia whispered, surprising me.
"What? oh," I said, catching on "the raven haired one. But for the life of me, I cannot remember his name."
"He's cute. Way cuter than that lamp-post sitting next to him."
We burst into a fit of giggles. As though summoned by his name, the green eyed man looked at us. His eyes looked straight at us, completely unnerving us. We hurriedly made ourselves busy.
Could we have made ourselves any more obvious? I chided myself mentally.
