Authors Note: Hey everybody! It's been a while since I have written a fanfiction! I've been so busy lately with school and events going on in my life that I just don't have time to sit down and write fanfictions. I really don't like writing one-shots (to me, they feel incomplete) so I just delayed my writing until I got a perfect time to sit and write. I also take my time brain storming, (I really don't like rushing into the story). So here it is! Thanks to StrawberryMerry, who gave me some advice on how to write an Ulquiorra & Orihime Fanfiction! Thank you!
Chapter One: Two People Under One Roof
The bright, yellow rays of sunlight peeked through the silk curtains in the living room. The yellow rays stretched over to the small, chocolate-brown couch in the middle of the room. A few of the bright rays shone on an elegant porcelain surface. The porcelain surface opened a lid and what was revealed was an emerald. The emerald turned to the side and saw a small, wooden coffee table, a small TV with rabbit ear antennas, and a shelf filled with childish fairy tales. Suddenly, his porcelain nose caught a scent. He rose from the couch throwing the white blanket with blue, pink, and yellow spots to the side. The elegant frame made its way across the living room, following the scent. As he got closer, he could hear the sound of pots banging and a voice. A female voice. He finally entered the noisy, smelly room scanning the area. He came across a wall, as white as his skin, a pearly white box that kept food cold, a bunch of yellow cabinets, a fire box that held a pan,which is where the scent descended from, and a butt?
He stared at the butt. He felt some sort of burning inside of him that he didn't understand. Just when he was about to turn around and leave, the woman pulled herself out of the cabinet, holding a large jar of pickles.
"Ulquiorra! Your finally awake!" Orihime said as she got up and put the pickles on the counter next to her. She smiled and continued, "Your just in time! I'm making breakfast!" Orihime put her hand around the pickle jar. She pulled with all her strength, but the lid didn't even budge. She stuck her pink tongue and pulled once again. No results. Orihime looked up at Ulquiorra in embarrassment and squeaked, "Um.. Ulquiorra, can you help me open this?"
Ulquiorra elegantly walked over and put his hand on the lid. POP! The lid flew to the other side of the room. "Thank you," Orihime said. Ulquiorra watched as she got the whole jar and dumped it into the pan. She then got a spoon and mixed the contents up. "THERE! Breakfast is ready!" She chimed. She took out two plates and walked into the dining room. Ulquiorra stood still as a statue as his emerald eyes scanned the woman. She was wearing a tight, fitted gray long sleeved night shirt and light blue Pj's that had little snowmen prints on them. Her long, thick hair was tied in a braid. Ulquiorra noticed that the woman usually wore her hair in a braid when she was either cooking or cleaning. Orihime picked up the pan and placed an even amount of food on each plate. She then brought another plate filled with whole wheat bread and another filled with Jelly Beans?
"Come Ulquiorra! Come sit and eat! It's going to get cold!" Orihime said as she sat down to eat. Ulquiorra walked into the dining room and sat down in front of the plate. He looked up at the smiling woman, who happily munched on her food, then looked at his plate. Ulquiorra sometimes wondered if the woman was really human or not. He even sometimes wondered if she had a mental disorder. Surely the way her taste buds were formed was abnormal. "COME ON ULQUI!" Orihime said between bites, "It's really good." Ulquiorra hated it when the woman referred him as "Ulqui." It made him sound so...so childish. He picked up the fork and stabbed what looked like eggs, pickles, and ketchup. He brought it to his onyx colored lips and put it into his mouth. It tastes awfully bitter and the ketchup just added the disgust to the eggs. Even though Ulquiorra was brought to life and became a mortal 30 days ago, he knew that the woman was bad at cooking.
Still, the woman was an interesting mortal to watch, her actions being very unusual. He remembered that she was the first thing he saw when she brought his back to life. He still remembered her grey eyes filled with tears and a large smile spread across her face. He remembered her dimples and her orange hair flying with the wind. He cannot understand why she brought him back to life and why he was a mortal... no, he was a human. A weak creature with an organ called a heart. This thought could never leave his mind but all he knew was that he now lived with her. The woman took his hand and placed it on his chest. "Do you feel it?" She told him. "Do you feel your heart?" And he did. He felt the organ pumping against his chest. It felt so strange, but at the same time, he felt complete. He gazed down at his chest and saw that his tattoo and hollow was gone. "You are a human now Ulquiorra. You are free."And with that the woman entwined her hand with his.
As he looked at her now, he couldn't help but wonder why she cared about him so much. He had been so cruel to her, kept her captive and forced rotten food down her throat, not to mention he said loads of horrible things.
"woman." Ulquiorra said, more like a command then a question.
"Mmm?" Orihime said, her mouth filled with food.
Ulquiorra couldn't help but wonder if the woman had a whole in her stomach. She can consume large amounts of food and never be full. That was probably why she was so interesting to watch.
"Why is it that you care for me?"
Orihime gulped down the food and looked up at Ulquiorra. She knew that this question would soon come and she hadn't really thought up a good answer to it.
"Because, you are my friend."
"Define friend," Ulquiorra ordered.
Orihime knew that Ulquiorra was use to giving orders so she didn't hesitate. She also knew that she had to give her answer in a dictionary-like format.
" A friend is one that is attached to another by affection or esteem."
Ulquiorra watched as Orihime grabbed a slice of bread, put a handful of jelly beans on it, rolled it up, and bit into it with a smile. " What affection do you have of me?" He asked as he watched the woman swallow.
"Well," Orihime hesitated, "Ever since...that night, when we reached towards each other, I felt a connection between us. I felt..." Orihime began tearing up, "That it wasn't your fault why you were like that, I felt..." Tears were pouring down her cheeks, "That you deserved another chance." The woman averted her eyes back to her food.
Ulquiorra knew that he didn't have to say anymore. If the woman was beginning to tear up, he knew better than to stop the conversation. She was always such a crybaby and that part of her annoyed him.
Orihime felt embarrassed crying in front of Ulquiorra like this. She always tried to show him that she was strong but always ended up being emotional. She knew that once she brought him back to life, it would be her responsibility to take care of him. He was like a child, teaching him how to eat, brush his teeth, etc. To her it was enjoyable watching this grown man learn simple human tasks. She hasn't realized how lonely she was when she lived alone. She was actually secretly thankful he lived with her. Even though he barely spoke or ever responded, he some how made her home feel more open.
Orihime took the last bite of her meal and looked over at Ulqui's plate, "Ulqui! You didn't even eat!"
Ulquiorra got up and said, "I'm not hungry."
Orihime furrowed her eyebrows, "Ulqui..." She suddenly got an idea, "If you don't eat your food I'll tie you up and force it down your throat." She giggled.
Ulquiorra frowned, "Are you mocking me woman?" Orihime continued to giggle. Suddenly she remembered something. She looked up at the teapot-shaped-clock. 9:30 A.M
"KYA! OH NO I'M LATE FOR WORK!" Orihime screamed on the top of her lunges. Ulquiorra felt his heart jump when he heard her sudden scream. He didn't like the feeling. He watched as Orihime ran up the stairs. He put his hand over on his chest. His heart felt normal again. What was that feeling he just felt now? He wanted to ask the woman but he knew better than to disturb her. She was in a rush to make it to work again. So instead he walked over and stood by the stair way entrance, waiting for her to emerge.
Orihime got dressed and shoved her feet into the jet black heels and grabbed her purse. She ran down the stairs a little to fast and slipped. Ulquiorra saw the woman coming right toward him and opened up his arms. BAM!They fell to the floor. Orihime's arms were on Ulquiorra's shoulders. Her face was facing up and her eyes were wide open. Ulquiorra was below her. His arms were collapsed to the floor. His face was smooshed against Orihime's gigantic breasts and his mouth was slightly open. Orihime's skirt was turned upside, revealing her pure white panties. Orihime pulled her self off of Ulqiorra and she cried, "I'm so SORRY ULQUI! Are you ok?" Ulquiorra got up and frowned. He suddenly felt that same burning sensation he felt when he saw the woman's butt this morning. What was this feeling?
Orihime glanced at the clock once again, "Oh no! Now I'm really dead!" She got up and pivoted the door knob. Before she left, she turned her head and looked at Ulquiorra, "If your bored just watch some TV and if your hungry, there's leftovers from yesterdays dinner."
Ulquiorra made his way to the couch and sat down. He made his fingers go to his face. That woman... he never felt anything so soft in his entire life. The burning sensation felt strong and he put his hand to his chest. He felt his heart beat quicken. Was he sick? He didn't know. Ulquiorra looked at the Remote control on the coffee table and reached for it. The woman showed him how it worked. He always found this human-made robot quite interesting. He pushed the red button.
Yay! First chapter of my first UlquiHime Story! It's not much, I mean it's more like an intro to the whole story. I like to write intro's because it's kind of weird just starting from some random part! Well I hope you all liked it! Chapter 2 will be coming soon! StrawberrySensation~