I just felt like making this... Just a little more depth about what Ulquiorra was feeling and also some (at least one sided) UlquHime. Because you know that's what was going on. Even if Orihime was only being her normal caring self there was something going on with Ulquiorra. Admit that, at least.

If I owned Bleach... If I owned Bleach... Yeah, you should be afraid. But I don't so it's okay. ^^


What is that...? He wondered, staring at his prisoner and the human who had managed to defeat him.

What would I see if I cracked open your chests? If I cracked open your skulls what would I see inside? You humans say the words so easily. Just like-

And then, the prisoner, the girl he had threatened and hurt... Why were her eyes filled with such sorrow? Her enemy, that was what he was... But then why...? She was reaching for him but she was disappearing... What was-why did his chest tightened with the less he could see?

Oh, I get it.

He reached, needing to feel her hand in his.

This is it.

She brought it with her and he could feel it. He couldn't hold her now though, it was too late. He was gone. If only... If he only he could've realized sooner.

This here in my hand...

Everything was almost gone. But yet... The feeling remained. Even when he had no body and his soul was just ash, he could still feel it. Feel her.

His prisoner, the girl, the human healer... She was it. Orihime Inoue was...

My heart.

And he could never tell her because it was too late.