Title: My Picture is Special

By: kitty868theonly

Rating: T; Curse words (very little- but enough) and indications of-- 'dirty' things.

Type of Story: BLEACH; Grimmjow X Orihime; Oneshot; General

Quick Summary: Ulquiorra is giving Orihime a tour of Las Noches. During the tour, she turns and goes into Szayel room by 'mistake'. In the end, Szayel gives Orihime a camera- the type that prints out the photo automatically. What will she do with it…?

Special Appearances (In order of Appearance): Ulquiorra, Szayel, Grimmjow (of course!), Nnoitora (spelled as 'Noitora' in this oneshot), and Stark.

Started On & Completed Date: December 1st (Start Date) & December 2nd (Complete Date)

Total Pages: 14 (Including my comments)

Orihime was looking through her small window in her room- as always. Ever since she has arrived at Las Noches, she has felt the feeling of loneliness and of course, home-sick. She would think of her friends at first, but she would stop herself to stop the tears from coming and making her feel worse. Every time she thought about her friends, she thinks about the 'deal' she made with Aizen. She sometimes regrets and believes that she has made the wrong decision coming to Las Noches. While she was lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice her door opening and someone quietly walking in. She woke up from her thoughts when she was startled by someone tapping her shoulder. She turns her head and sees her 'body guard' while she is in Las Noches- Ulquiorra. Orihime stands up and turns around completely to face him. As always, his face held a blank face expression. He had his hands by his side, like some soldier. Ulquiorra looks at her and blinks once before he spoke.

"I have been ordered by Aizen to give you a tour of Las Noches."

She blinks her eyes in disbelief.

"Re-Really…?"

"Yes… However, if you try to escape, you will be sent back to your room and will not be allowed outside of it ever again."

Orihime looks down with sadness and nods her head.

"Good… Now that you understand, make sure you keep up with me."

Ulquiorra turns around and leaves her room. He waits for her outside, holding the door. She exits out of her room and Ulquiorra closes the door behind her. Ulquiorra turns right, and Orihime follows without another word.

"Since you have met some of us, I'm going to show you our rooms."

Orihime eyes opened wide in disbelief.

"I won't be able to show you some of our rooms… Since they have privacy 'rights' from Aizen." Ulquiorra explained as they kept walking.

Ulquiorra kept walking with Orihime trying to keep up with his pace. He walked right by 2 rooms, only stopping for a brief second to explain who room it was. They turned out to be Yammy's and Aaroniero's rooms. Their doors were closed and Orihime didn't bother asking any questions about it. Ulquiorra kept walking and walked by a room that had the door slightly open. Orihime stopped for a second and pointed at it.

"Whose room is that…?"

Ulquiorra stopped and turned to look at her.

"That's Szayel's room. I believe you haven't meant him yet… And I think it is better to leave it at that…" He said with a hint of seriousness.

He turns back around and continues walking. Orihime walked forward a little, but then stopped again.

"I wonder what one of their rooms look like…?" Orihime thought as she approached the door quietly.

She looks back to where Ulquiorra was, and realized that he didn't notice that she stopped. She looks back at the door. She thought it was rude to walk in the room, but curiosity got the best of her as she entered the room with caution. To her surprise, there were machines and jars everywhere, along with bookshelves and other shelves with things on them. In front of her and not too far from where she stood, was this big screen. Under the big screen was a big keyboard and smaller screens were attached to it. In front of the big screen, was a swivel chair, but nobody was sitting in the seat at the moment. Orihime wasn't sure if she should be amazed or afraid of the things in the room. She approaches the big screen and looks at it. She gasps slightly in surprise. On the big screen, was a picture of Kurosaki- with a 'pissed off' expression on his face. The corner of her mouth went up a little, turning into a small smile.

"At least I know that you are safe…" She thought.

She was about to reach a hand out to touch the screen, but an unfamiliar voice startled her.

"What are you doing in my room?"

Orihime looks to her left, where the voice came from. There stood an unfamiliar face. The guy had pink hair and he wore his hollow mask that was in shape of glasses. He was slim and he looked, obviously, intelligent. For some reason, the guy instantly reminded her of Ishida. Her eyes looked at him in slight fear. In his hand, he held a scalpel and behind him was an operating table. She couldn't see what was on the table, because it was covered by a white sheet- but she didn't want to know either. She looked at the scalpel in his hand in fear. The guy realized this and smiled lightly at her.

"Oh, don't worry… I'm not planning to cut you up. I already have something more interesting to experiment on then you."

He puts the scalpel down on the table behind him and walked up to her. His hands were behind his back and the same smile was on his face. He pushes his glasses up his nose slightly.

"I'm afraid we have never met before. My name is Szayel Aporro Granz. Now, who are you and why are you in my room?"

Orihime stuttered for a second before she answered his question.

"M-My name is Orihime Inoue… I-I'm sorry for coming into your room… I was just-" Szayel cut her shortly.

"You're Orihime?" He said with a bit of interest and surprise.

She simply nods her head.

"Well, nice to finally meet you. Aizen spoke about a special 'guest', but he didn't give a specific description. Sorry for the late introductions then."

Orihime just nods her head. Szayel was about to say something else, but then Ulquiorra came into the room- making sure he was noticed by hitting the door against the wall when he opened it. Ulquiorra held a blank expression as always, but he stared at one to the other. Before his gaze finally landed on Orihime and stayed there. Even though he held a blank expression, she could tell he was mad at her.

"Didn't I tell you to not enter his room?"

Szayel looks at Ulquiorra.

"There is no need to get mad at her. She wasn't any trouble to me. In fact, she was good company… And besides, if she was troublesome, she would be on one of my dissecting tables by now."

Ulquiorra looks at him briefly before he looked back at Orihime.

"Let's continue the tour. And, don't do it again or I will return you to your room."

Orihime nods her head. She was about to walk beside him, but she saw something that caught her interest. She points at it.

"Is that a camera?"

"Yes it is… A rather old one, but it still works none the less."

Orihime picks it up and looks at it. It was the kind that would automatically print out the picture for you. Szayel realized she probably wanted it.

"If you want it, you may keep it. I was going to throw it out anyway because it is no longer useful to me."

Orihime smiles at him lightly and held the camera tightly in her hand.

"Th-thank you…" She said in a small and soft voice.

"My pleasure." Szayel said as he walked back to the operating table to get back to whatever he was doing.

"Um… Szayel… Can I try it out on you…?"

He stops in his tracks and turns to look at her.

"I can see why I'm interesting." Szayel said as he turned to face her.

Orihime ignored his comment and held the camera up. Szayel smiled lightly, but it looked more cocky then a normal smile. She takes the picture and looked at the photograph when it came out. Szayel didn't bother asking about it, he instead decided to try to get back to his experiment. Orihime holds the picture in her hand, but doesn't look at it.

"Let's get moving-- now." Ulquiorra said, with a very small hint of impatience.

Orihime simply nods her head. Ulquiorra turns towards the door and leaves. Orihime looks down and saw a folder. She quickly opens it and sees a picture of Kurosaki, with a small smile on his face. Without thinking, she takes the picture and puts it into one of her hidden pockets. She walks out of the room and joined Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra continues the tour. While they were walking, she came up with ideas of what to do with the camera.

"I could take pictures of everyone… I'm not sure why- but it would be a little fun at least…" Orihime thought.

They pass by another room that had the door shut. Without stopping to explain, Ulquiorra points at it.

"That is Zommari Leroux's room… He is the 7th Espada… I'm not sure if Szayel told you his number, but he is the 8th Espada."

Orihime nods her head and kept walking. But, Ulquiorra stopped suddenly. Orihime couldn't see why he stopped, but she looks around him. She sees the guy she healed a few weeks back- the blue haired Espada that had his left arm cut off. He was standing by his door with one hand extended on his doorknob with no particular face expression. But, when he saw Ulquiorra, he grinned at him. He pulls his hand away from the knob and puts it into his pocket, like his other hand.

"What's this? You're walking around without doing your duty of watching the woman?" He said sarcastically, not noticing Orihime behind Ulquiorra.

Ulquiorra blinks once before he answered.

"Grimmjow… You are mistaken. I am watching her at this very moment."

At that, Grimmjow's grin disappeared. He just noticed Orihime, who was looking from behind Ulquiorra. He stared at her for a few seconds, before he looked back at Ulquiorra.

"What is the woman doing out of her room, and with you?" Grimmjow said with a hint of anger.

"Aizen gave me orders to let her get a tour of the place. Since she has been with us for a few weeks and stayed quiet in her room- he figured it would be alright to let her out for one day." Ulquiorra explained.

Grimmjow scoffs at his answer.

"Now, if you don't mind. Move out of the way so that I can finish the tour."

Grimmjow scoffs again before he walked pass him and then Orihime. Ulquiorra started to walk forward, Orihime followed a little, but stopped. She looked down at the camera in her hand and then turned around. Grimmjow wasn't that far, for he was walking at a slow pace anyway.

"Gri-Grimmjow…! Wa-Wait!" Orihime said with stutter.

Ulquiorra stopped where he was and turned to see what was going on. Grimmjow stopped in his tracks also, but he didn't turn around to face her.

"What is it that you want?"

"Um-well… I just wanted to know if-- You-would-like-to-take-a-picture-because-I'm-taking-pictures-of-some-of-the-Espada…!" She quickly said.

Grimmjow processed what she said in his mind before he turned and stared at her for a second. He approaches her slowly and stopped when he was right in front of her. He looks down.

"Che! What the fuck do I look like!? Some movie star!?"

Orihime didn't say anything back. She just took the blow from him and remained 'calm'. Ulquiorra didn't do anything. He knew that if Grimmjow got too far, he would interfere before it got to that point. Grimmjow replaced the scowl on his face with a grin. He lowers his head by her ear and whispered, "Or are you asking because you want to look at my picture at night?" Orihime blushed a little at what he said before she responded.

"Th-that is not true at all….! I already took a picture of Szayel…!"

Grimmjow moves his head from near her ear and saw the picture of him in her hand. He scoffed in disgust and turned his back on her to continue where he was going.

"I don't want a picture taken of me! It's just a waste of time!" Grimmjow said in response.

Ulquiorra remained emotionless, but he said something negative about Grimmjow.

"Yeah… If you took a picture of him, the camera would break." Ulquiorra said without meaning to be funny.

Orihime found it slightly funny, but she kept her laughter to herself. Grimmjow had stopped in his tracks once again and turned around in anger- although he was far from them.

"What did you say you prick?!"

Ulquiorra didn't say anything, but he turned his back and continued to walk- ignoring Grimmjow completely. Orihime followed him without another word. Grimmjow scoffed before he walked away in his own direction. They passed by another door that was shut. Ulquiorra didn't even point at the door or even explained whose room it was. Orihime found it strange that Ulquiorra wouldn't mention this room.

"Um Ulquiorra…. Whose room is that….?"

"It is better for you to not know… Let's just say that if you see him or even come near his room- you are doomed… But, such a thing won't happen with me around."

Orihime didn't question them any further. But then, an unfamiliar voice spoke that sounded eerie and very 'sneaky' like.

"What do we have here? Ulquiorra and pet-sama having a nice walk together?"

Ulquiorra and Orihime turn. Orihime didn't remember seeing this guy anywhere. If she saw this guy anywhere, she would instantly recognize him because of the eye patch he wore with only one eye looking that looked like a snake's eye.

"What do you want, Noitora?" Ulquiorra asked.

"Eh?! I don't want anything, I just came here to see what you're up to. And, I see that you are giving pet-sama a dog walk here. Where is her leash?" Noitora said with a smile.

"Pe-Pet sama….?" Orihime repeated.

Noitora looks at her.

"That's right. Pet-sama is you." He said as he pointed at her with one of his long fingers.

Orihime felt sick all of a sudden.

"Well if you don't want anything, then leave- now." Ulquiorra said with seriousness and completely ignoring his comments.

Noitora laughs slightly at him.

"Alright, I'll move along then…"

He was about to walk pass them, but then he saw the camera in Orihime's hands.

"What's this…? Is that a camera? And-"

He sees Szayel picture in her hand.

"A picture of Szayel!? I can't allow pet-sama to have a picture of only him!" He said with slight anger.

He points at himself.

"Take a picture of me, pet-sama."

Orihime almost said, "No", but decided to not be killed at that moment. She simply nods her head. Noitora smiles at that. And then, he tried to muster up the best smile he could that looked genuine- but it turned out to be even scarier than his 'normal' smile. Orihime felt a cold shiver go up her spine, but she took the picture anyway. Once it came out, Noitora snatched the picture out of her hand and looked at it. He smiles at his own picture.

"Not bad I say- right pet-sama?" He said sarcastically.

"Um… Well- it's—um-"

She didn't know what to say, but Ulquiorra managed to save her by cutting in.

"I'm afraid we have to go. This tour should have ended a long time ago."

"Alright, alright! There is no need to be so pushy Ulquiorra… I'm leaving." Noitora said as he walked pass them and walked off somewhere.

Ulquiorra didn't move until he was sure Noitora was long gone. When they walked again, he briefly spoke of his room- but nothing much or important. When they passed 2 other doors, Orihime didn't dare ask about them. She was afraid that they would be just as bad as Noitora's- the person at least. They kept walking and then they stopped in front of a door.

"This room belongs to Stark… You don't have to worry about him doing anything. He usually is asleep and very lazy most of the time… Even if I open this door now, he'll be on his 'bed' asleep." Ulquiorra said as he opened the door for her to see.

She looks inside, and she loved how his room looked instantly. There were picture of fluffy clouds on the walls, pillows everywhere- various sizes and shapes, and there was this BIG bed that looked so comfortable that she wanted to approach it and sit on it. Her mouth drops open a little in surprise. Ulquiorra saw her face expression and somewhat questioned it.

"Is his room that great….? Then you should definitely stay away from Noitora's room-- and mine."

"Huh? Well um, it looks so fluffy and calm… It looks so comfortable is all…"

Orihime legs moved on their own, inside his room and approached the big bed. Before she could even lay a hand on it, someone spoke.

"Don't touch my bed!"

She looks to her left and saw this guy that looked bored and somewhat tired looking- with only a towel wrapped around his bottom half. Orihime blushed and hid her face behind her hands as the camera fell onto the ground. Ulquiorra walked in and stood beside her.

"Ah, sorry about that Stark… I didn't realize you would just come out of the shower room... Usually you are asleep."

"Well, I don't care what you thought! Next time knock! I'm still tired as hell!" Stark said, acting like a grump.

Ulquiorra nods his head. He picks up the camera and accidently hit the button that takes the pictures. The picture stayed inside the camera. He grabs one of Orihime arms to walk her out of the room- since she still covered her face. Once they left his room- along with him slamming the door behind them, Orihime removed her hands from her face. Ulquiorra looks at her.

"This will be all I will show you today. Besides, it is getting 'late' and you need your sleep along with dinner."

He hands her the camera she dropped. She sees a picture was taken. She takes it out and blushed even more when she saw it was a perfect shot of Stark upper half- including his face with that slight angry and a tired look on his face. She looks away from it and followed Ulquiorra back to her room. They walk backed without stopping for anything this time. She walks inside her room once she got there without another word. Ulquiorra leaves her and mentions something about bringing her dinner. She sits on her couch and lays the camera next to her on her couch along with the pictures she took. She starts to think about today 'events'.

"So far, I have met 3 new Esapada's… Noitora, Szayel, and-- Stark…"

She blushes again at the thought of him. And then, this weird thought hit her. For some reason, she wondered what the blue haired Espada- Grimmjow- would look like if he was only covered by a towel.

"I wonder what he would look like if he was only wrapped around with a towel… With his bright blue hair- he would look a little attractive…"

Orihime stopped her thoughts from going any further and blushed.

"What am I thinking!? Why did I think that….?"

She sighs and then she takes the picture of Kurosaki out of her pocket. She looks at it and then new thoughts about Grimmjow came to her.

"For some reason… He reminds me of Kurosaki-kun… At least, his posture and his behavior somewhat… Although his morals are a little-- no, a lot different from Kurosaki-kun… Even though it was for that brief moment…"

And then, she has funny thoughts about him.

"If I think about it, his hair looks like a swirly smoothie- or a milkshake! And, it's blue! That would be so funny if he wore some kind of fluffy outfit-like the clouds in Stark room! His hair would be the sky and he would be the cloud! Or maybe it should be a sheep costume…!"

She giggles at her thoughts and didn't notice that someone walked in her room.

"What are you laughing about?"

Orihime stops giggling, dropped the picture behind her back, and looks towards her door. There stood Ulquiorra with a cart with her food on it.

"I asked, what are you laughing about?" He asked again.

"Oh nothing…! Just something back at home is all!" She lied as she chuckled nervously.

Ulquiorra remained emotionless and just stared at her, not understanding why she chuckled. She quickly changes the subject.

"Um, Ulquiorra… I didn't get to take a picture of you… Can I?" She asked shyly

He continued to stare at her, before he answered with a nod. She picks up the camera and approached him, where he stood. Ulquiorra doesn't even smile for a moment or anything for the camera. She takes a picture of him. Before she could look at the picture, she looks down at the tray.

"I will just take my food off of the tray and you can pick up my plate tomorrow…"

Ulquiorra nods his head and then he left with the cart once she took her food off of it. Once he left, she looked at the picture she took. She gasped in shock- utter shock. Even though she didn't see him do it, she could clearly see it in the picture. Ulquiorra in the picture had a small smile on his face. She wasn't sure if she should be afraid or amused by it. She finally walked back to her couch and ate her food in silence on her couch. Later, she put her camera along with the pictures on one of the small table stools that was given to her before she went to 'bed' on her couch. She held Kurosaki's picture in her hand, looked at it once more, before she put it under the pillow she was laying her head on. After what seemed like a long time, hours, she was able to finally drift off to sleep- or beginning to. She was interrupted when she heard her door creak open. The creak wasn't loud, but it wasn't silent either. She didn't hear anyone come in, because their feet were so quiet. She instantly became afraid.

"Oh no…! Is it Noitora…!? Please let it not be him…!" She thought as she kept her eyes closed.

She couldn't see, but she could feel their reiatsu approaching her. They stopped near her, and she could feel the person eyes looking down at her. But then, she felt their reiatsu walk away from where she was to one of her small tables. She didn't want to open her eyes, but she did anyway. Opening only one of her eyes, she looks where they stood. She almost gasped in surprise with a mixture of confusion.

"Gr-Grimmjow!?" She thought.

She could see him looking at the camera that was there sitting on the small table. He picks it up and examines it. He stopped and slowly turned his head to look at her. She quickly closed her eyes again. When Grimmjow figured that she was fully asleep, he looked back at the camera. And then, he noticed the pictures that were under the camera. He picks them up and looks at them one by one. He saw Szayel's first, he simply threw his onto the ground behind him. And then he saw Noitora's, he scoffed in disgust at that one. He throws it behind him. Next, he saw a picture that would bring him slight shock and anger at the same time. He was shocked that Ulquiorra- one of the Espada that has the least amount of emotions- had a small smile on his face. He looked at it with so much hate, that he ripped the picture in half and threw it behind him. Orihime saw him do this, but she didn't say anything. Finally he saw the picture that sent blushes on Orihime's face every time she looked at it. Grimmjow frowned upon the picture of Stark- although he had to admit that he looked funny with a very pissed off face expression. He ripped that picture into two also and threw it behind him. He once again turns his head to see if she was still sleep, and not to his surprise she was asleep still (or so he thinks). He looks at the camera again.

"How the fuck do you use this thing…?"

His face expression was blank and somewhat confused on how to use the thing. With the camera pointed at him, he accidently presses the button and it took a picture of him. He found the button, and then he saw the picture fallout from the camera onto the floor. He picks it up and looks at it. He personally didn't like the picture, but he decided to not rip it. He puts it onto the small table and looked at the camera again.

"Now that I know how to use it… What should I do with it…?"

He thought about it, and then an idea hit him. He grins at his idea and then he held the camera away from his face, with it still pointing at him. He kept the grin on his face and snapped a picture. He put it onto the table, and then he had other ideas to take pictures of himself. Orihime had her eye closed and didn't want to open them, just in case he was looking at her again. She didn't open her eyes again until she heard Grimmjow leave her room. She didn't open her eyes immediately, just in case he wasn't gone completely or came back. But, after a few minutes went by, she opened her eyes and looked around. Indeed, he was gone. She sat up on her couch and was about to stand up, but she heard her door open again. She quickly ducks her head onto the pillow. But, in result, the picture of Kurosaki fell from under her pillow and landed onto the floor. She saw it and she was about to reach for it, but then the person walked inside her room. She quickly pulled back her hand and closed her eyes. She felt his, Grimmjow, reiatsu approach where she was.

"Oh no… Did he see me…!?"

He stood there for a few seconds, staring at her, and then he looked away.

"That's strange… I thought I saw her up for a second there…"

He wasn't sure and he didn't want to wake her just in case she was asleep. She might complain to Ulquiorra tomorrow and he might tell Aizen about it. He was about to walk out again, but he stepped on something that slightly made a 'crunch' sound under his foot. He looks down and lifts his foot up.

"What's this…?" He said quietly out loud.

"Oh! He found the picture of Kurosaki-kun! I hope he doesn't rip it like he did with the others…!"

Grimmjow picks up what he stepped on and looked at it. As soon as he did, he growled at the picture of Kurosaki and he crushed it in his hand. Orihime could hear it being crushed and almost sighed in sadness quietly. Grimmjow then ripped the picture into tiny pieces. He threw the pieces onto the floor. He looks down at her and scoffed.

"So, you had a picture of that bastard!? Che! If he's so great, then why the fuck are you still here!?" He said out loud, but quietly.

Orihime felt her heart hurt a little at the sound of that, but she managed to keep her face relaxed, as if she was still sleeping. He looks away from her and he was about to head out again, but he stopped and then grinned at an idea he had. He walks to the small table that had the camera on it and takes it. He walks out of her room and closes the door behind him. Orihime lifts her head a bit and looks towards the door. A few seconds later, she heard something crash outside her room. She didn't know what it was, but then the thought hit her as she looked at the small table behind her where she laid her camera. Not to her surprise, the camera wasn't there. She closes her eyes and sighs very quietly.

"Grimmjow must have crushed the camera… Now I have nothing to do… And-"

She looks down at the torn up pieces of Kurosaki's picture.

"I have nothing to 'remember' him by…" Orihime thought with sadness.

She was about to cry, but then she noticed pictures on the table. She stood up and walked towards the table. She looks down at the pictures and picks them up. All of them were pictures of Grimmjow. She looks at them one by one. The first one she saw was him with this blank and somewhat confused look. She actually found that one to be slightly adorable. She looks at the next one, and he had that grin on his face that she found somewhat scary and maybe-- 'adorable'… She looks at the third one, and his expression took her by surprise. In this one, he was actually smiling- not his crazy smile, grin, or any other of his sadistic face expressions. His smile was actually genuine. She found it rather cute for some reason. She didn't have any mixture of feelings, like she did with Ulquiorra's picture. She almost laughed, because she somehow found it funny that he would actually smile for the camera.

"And he didn't want to take one earlier… He is a strange one sometimes…"

She looks at the next one, this one made her blush a bit. He didn't have his jacket on, thus his whole chest was revealed to her, including his arms. He had the grin on his face this time, but it wasn't meant to be scary, more like cocky. She somehow didn't mind the grin in this picture as much- nor his chest being more exposed than usual. She hesitated to look at the next picture. It seemed to her that he was becoming more 'outgoing' as she went through the pictures. But, after a few seconds of standing there, she moved on to the next one. She blushed like crazy for this one. He was completely exposed, but his jacket covered his-- special part, although his butt was probably exposed in the back. Her face was bright like a tomato, but she didn't put it down or drop it as quick as she thought she would.

"Ho-How did he take this picture…? If I had of opened my eyes, I would have seen his naked butt…" Orihime thought as her blush intensified.

In this picture, he had the same grin on his face.

She moves on quickly without thinking, and sighed quietly in relief at the next picture. In this one, he had his pants back on, but his back was turned and his jacket was hung over his shoulder. The back of his head was showing in this one. She found this one very cute for some reason and she smiled lightly at this one.

"Wait a minute… How did he take a picture with his back turned!?"

She was confused and pondered that question for a few seconds. But, she gave up as she moved on. But, alas, that was the last picture. The one she saw was the very first picture she saw of Grimmjow. She blinked a few times and even looked at the back of the pictures- wondering if there was more. She didn't know why she did it, she just knew she did it because she actually wanted to see more. But, of course, there wasn't any more. Sighing very quietly in disappointment, she looks at the first picture. A thought hit her head. She looks through the pictures until she found it. She takes the picture of where he smiled- his genuine smile. She puts the others down and carried that one picture with her to the couch. She looks at it once more before she put it under her pillow- like she did with Kurosaki's. She lays her head down on the pillow and she fell asleep quickly with a smile on her face. Outside of her room, without her realizing it, Grimmjow was by her door looking in- the door was slightly a gap. Enough for him to see her when she was standing to look at the pictures. He grins at his 'job' well done.

"Well, it seems that she took one of the pictures back… I wonder which one…?"

His grin disappears and he puts his hand on her doorknob.

"I wonder… Should I go in there and have some fun with her…?"

He thought about it for a few seconds before he made his decision. He closes the door fully and turned his back to go to his room. His grins again.

"Naw… I'll do that next time…" He thought as he was engulfed by the darkness of Las Noches.

AUTHOR'S COMMENTS/NOTES

I know what you guys are thinking… It's, "OMG! What's she going to do with those other pictures!?" Isn't it obvious? She is going to share them with the world by putting them up on deviantART (8D)! Seriously everyone, even I DON'T KNOW what she is going to do with them… Although I wonder how Ulquiorra would react to them when he comes by 'tomorrow morning'… Hmmm…. And, for another mystery- I don't know how Grimmjow took some of those pictures either (he is a smart guy you know..). I have to say this one was 'okay' for me. I kind of made it slow and introduced most of the Espada that I find great 'enough' to put in my story. I don't think this one didn't have enough interaction with Orihime and Grimmjow… At least, I think not… It seemed to me that she was interacting with Ulquiorra more than Grimmjow… But, the next one will, I know it will! Because, this is just like 'Chapter 1' of one of my many oneshots that I'm planning to make/create. Expect the next oneshot from me soon!

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