Concerned
Taiyo-chan
Disclaimer. I do not own Bleach or anything related to it.
Author's Note: This is my first time writing a Bleach fic. Ever. It's just a random idea I had for Ulquihime. The closest I can think of this random idea taking place is after the slap scene. Then again my memory's not too hot when any series hit the triple digits in chapters. Haha.
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Inoue Orihime hugged her stomach in silence. Her lips thinned at the pain tugging at her stomach line. It was the food.....it had to be the food. Where they managed to find anything edible in the desert of Hueco Mundo was beyond her. She sighed at the thought but her reflecting was interrupted by a knocking on the door.
"Yes?"
Without a reply the door opened, revealing the sullen-faced Espada Ulquiorra holding a medium-sized mug. Orihime blinked twice. Normally a servant accompanied him and served her the food, not Ulquiorra himself. Placing his free hand back into his pocket, he approached her and handed her the mug silently.
Orihime accepted it and studied the content. She sniffed it; it smelled strange even for her taste. Noticing Ulquiorra's watchful eye on her, she found it wise to take a swallow of the unknown substance to avoid any conflict. She found control to keep her face from grimacing. Yep....it tasted as it smelled. It felt hot going down her throat and entering her stomach. However, the painful tugging weakened at an incredible speed.
She faced Ulquiorra and gave him a small smile. "Thank you."
Ulquiorra remained impassive. "You are not useful to Aizen-sama if you are not well."
Her smile fell; she looked away and took another sip of her drink. Of course.
Out of the corner of her eyes she discovered Ulquiorra was still watching her. She tried to ignore it. Knowing him, he was making sure she drunk it all so she was guaranteed full recovery to continue her "duties". Nothing more, could be less. Her face developed into a saddened frown as she took in the last sip. She refused to meet his gaze while handing him back the mug. Instead she stared at the floor, more specifically Ulquiorra's feet.
....Strange. He isn't leaving.....why?
Without looking up her eyes gazed at Ulquiorra. If she hadn't known any better, she could've sworn his eyes were slightly narrow; emphasizing his solemn features. "Does anything else hurt?"
Orihime sat up straight and blinked. "..Oh...no, I'm fine."
"...I see."
He swiftly turned his back on her and left her room, closing the door behind him. As soon as the door was closed, Orihime hugged her stomach despite the pain being long gone. That small smile she had for him returned to her face. "Thank you....Ulquiorra-san."
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Author's Note: ...Short? Yeah. Terrible? Hopefully not. XD Constructive criticism is more than welcome.