Who is this woman? I turned my head towards her. Her back faced me and she stood facing the whole in the wall that I created earlier. The light from the sky framed her body giving her a very dramatic look. Her greenish teal hair blew slightly. She held her head up high and held her zanpakuto close. I couldn't help but feel respect towards her no matter the rags she was wearing.

I looked down at myself. Its obviously in terrible shape. My clothes are ripped up, my chest is showing, I am actually in pain for that first time. How i this woman manage to hurt me this bad? Even my regenerate isn't working correctly at the moment. I tried to sit up off the ground, but all I manage was to increase the pain. I groaned.

"Your awake." I heard a smooth yet slightly cold voice. I looked towards the source of it. The woman was glancing back at me. "Why didn't you finish me off? Why are you still here?" She didn't say a word, just turned completely around again. Was she ignoring me? Why is she not answering me? I turned my face to look up towards the ceiling, accepting the fact she wasn't going to speak to me again. "I have no reason to end your life. The reason I fought you was only to protect someone dear to me." She finally spoke. "Ichigo Kurosaki.." I said knowing exactly who she meant. She turned to look at me again. "Yes." There was silence once again, until I repeated my other question. "Why are you still here?"

"I didn't want to leave you this way. I am letting you keep the remainder of your pride, Ulquiorra. Are you not grateful?" I glanced at her again. She was definitely an Arrancar, but she was way more different than any he has encountered referring to the other espadas. "You know who I am, yet I have no idea who you are. Are you one of the lower ranks. I've never seen you before." She closed her eyes and turned to face me completely. Why am I so shocked to see her face? Was it because of the scar? The broken mask? Seeing her face now made me realize during battle I hadn't payed any mind to it. Looking at her fully now, I see the skimpy rags she's wearing. How revealing they were. The pride in her stand. "My name is Neliel Tu Oderschvank, former ranked 3rd espada." Now, that definitely surprised me. She was my superior, no matter if she's a former. She was destined to defeat me. Even in my release form she still won. Neliel walked up to me.

"If I hadn't of healed most of your wounds then you'd probably be dead right now." So, I looked worse than this. She damaged me this bad. She was now knelled own beside me. Her face. Her face is beautiful. The scar. The mark. Her tan eyes holding the same emotions mine does. I felt somewhat connected to this strange Arrancar before me. I felt her hand touch my chest. The feeling made me close my eyes. Why am I closing them? Am I savoring this woman's touch? Why is she making me behave so strangely?

"Rest now, Ulquiorra. You still have healing to do. Let me care for you." This woman. Neliel...

She isn't like Arrancar I've ever met...

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