Title: Miniature Murcielago

Pairing: Ulquiorra x Orihime

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"I'm not scared."

A smirk almost grew upon his lips. "I see." Their hands almost touched, until his began to fade away.

Orihime was left standing there, reaching out to the ash that used to be Ulquiorra, the remnants being blown away in the wind. Ichigo sounded a sigh of relief. "That's another one down." He turned on his heal, about to set off to fight Yammy.

"Wait Ichigo, let me heal you first." Orihime called

The shinigami complied.

After having his energy restored, he sped off.

Orihime turned to Uryu, to fix him next.

Ulquiorra's Pov

As my hands began to fade, leading to my chest, everything grew bigger until I knew I was stuck in a hole in the sand of Hueco Mundo.

True. Yammy's pet dog is actually an ex espada that was drastically weakened. Most espada would simply cease to exist, but when the emotion known as love occurs before or during their death,, an espada is shrunken to a miniature version of themselves.

I am now stuck inside a hole of a sand dune. Currently nothing more then 6 inches, how degrading. My arm that was still covered in fur, reached over to touch the top of the hole that I was currently stuck in. It barely reached over.

No I was not stuck, this is not a problem, I could fly out. Just then I heard, "Well I'm off." I heard the shinigami call out. My face scrunched in disgust, "Still I was unable to kill him." My eyes widened when I heard the voice that left my mouth, and my hands quickly went up to cover my lips to keep out a startled yelp.

'Now my voice has risen in pitch? This is not good….'

"Did you hear something Uryu?" the woman called. "I think so…" this intellectual man said. I heard him walking over to the hole I was in. 'Oh crap…'

His foot stepped on top of my little hole "Shit!"

Uryu's foot fell into the hole that contained the miniature version of Ulquiorra in his 2nd release. His foot was now on top on the fragile figure and Ulquiorra's wings were scrunched under him. "That hurts!" The tiny bat yelled in his somewhat higher pitch voice.

"Uryu! What did you step on?!" Orihime called, running over. The dark haired man raised his eyebrows and blinked, "I don't know…." He quirked. "Quick, lift your leg!" Orihime demanded. In the blink of an eye, Uryu's foot was pulled out of the hole and the both of them looked inside.

At the bottom was a tiny Ulquiorra in fetal position, his wings scrunched in a bunch and a bruise on his small fragile face. His hair was in a mess, grains of sand was covering his body and was mixed in the fur on his legs, arms, and tail. He groaned in pain.

Orihime's eyes widened and her lips formed an 'o'. "U-Ulquiorra….?" She peered her head closer to the opening of the hole.

His tiny green eyes shot open by the sound of her voice. They rolled over to meet with her orbs of silver. After a few moments of staring into each other's eyes, Orihime's hand reached into the opening in the sand, grasped the corner of his wing, and pulled him out.

Ulquiorra winced from pain as Orihime stared at him with wide eyes, her face only inches from his fragile form.

"Woman! Put me down! That hurts!" His squeaky voice shouted. Immediately, Orihime flinched and dropped him. Ulquiorra almost fell back into the hole, but his arms reached out to grab onto the edges of the opening.

Orihime and Uryu both stared at the small bat human….thing, struggle to get out of the hole. Little sounds of breath and the tiny Ulquiorra struggling radiated.

It was so cute. Orihime didn't know what happened to him, but…..seeing him like this, right now, almost like a little pet was too kawaii and it was hard for her to hold back her laughter. Too hard in fact, that she couldn't. She began to chuckle uncontrollably, her face turning red.

Once Ulquiorra got himself out, he glared at the auburn haired girl…and crossed his arms. "What is so funny woman?" Uryu and Orihime both turned their attention back to him, brought with silence.

Her expression immediately turned to a straight one. She raised her finger hesitantly, while sitting on her knees, and pointed to the small figure, "What happened to you?" Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes, his lips sticking out a little bit, almost in a little pout. "I think its obvious woman, I'm not going to explain something you already know."

Uryu's hand reached for the tiny Ulquiorra, and wrapped his fingers around his small abdomen so fast; the tiny bat couldn't back away. He brought him close to his face, so close Ulqiuorra could see his reflection threw Uryu's glasses. His tail hung limp as Ulquiorra tried desperately to free himself. But being the size he was now, it was useless.

Uryu turned him right and stared at him up and down, then turned him to the left. Now Ulquiorra was grasping Uryu's fingers, keeping him from squeezing the life out of him. Orihime voiced hesitantly once again, "B-but didn't you…." She couldn't find herself to ask if he died. Would it be insulting? The fact that he is still here, shows he didn't lose, but then what did happen?

A small blush appeared on Ulquiorra's face as he recalled the reason he was still alive.

Love. No way he was going to say that now and here, he had to say something.

Uryu and Orihime were now standing up. The height almost caused Ulquiorra to feel queasy.

He quickly regained his composure. "I'll explain once he lets me go." Immediately, Uryu released the tiny bat, his figure slipping through his fingers. Ulquiorra voiced a small squeaky yelp. His small bat wings were about to spread, but Orihime jumped passed Uryu, and caught Ulquiorra in her hands right before he hit the ground. She landed on her knees.

Ulquiorra fell into her hands on his back, his hair in a mess and his tail curled up around his left leg.

"A-are you alright?" She questioned worryingly. Ulquiorra shook his head from the fall and blinked a few times, a few strands of hair in his face. Orihime's other hand carefully pushed them out of the way. She missed a strand, and Ulquiorra himself blew it to the side.

"Well considering I was stepped on…" He started, his voice that was slightly raised in pitch, "..dropped on the ground, and now into your hand, I don't think I can complain." Orihime's lips slightly rose up. "Then why are you like this?" She questioned with curiosity in her voice.

"I don't know…" Ulquiorra lied.

Uryu crossed his arms, "So much for an explanation." He scoffed.

Ulquiorra's tiny eyes went for the quincy, then narrowed. He was still laying on his back on Orihime's hand when she began to stand up.

"Orihime…" Uryu started, "What are you going to do with him?" He noticed how her expression began to concentrate on the tiny figure in her hand. Ulquiorra stared back at her. "Well, we can't destroy him." She replied

Uryu's eyes narrowed, "And why not? We fought him a few minutes ago, he's still on Aizen's said. He must be destroyed, no matter how…..small….he is."

Before Orihime could reply, Ulquiorra cut in, turning his head to the quincy, "The fact that I have been defeated by the shinigami, means I have no meaning to Aizen. He will destroy me either way for not following orders in killing Kurosaki."

"So…" Orihime said in a light voice. Ulquiorra turned back to stare at her, still laying in her hand. He felt uncomfortable in this position, and carefully stood up, trying to keep his balance. "So….I have no meaning to Aizen. What reason do I have for him now? I'm supposed to be dead either way." His tail began waving back and forth over Orihime's hand, it tickled and she tried her best to stifle a laugh.

Orihime turned her attention to Uryu, "What do we do now?" The quincy began a speech about how half of the captains were in Hueco Mundo now and they were needed in the world of the living for battle and for Orihime's ability to get wounded soldiers back on the front lines.

Meanwhile, Ulquiorra found it extremely difficult to stand up straight on the woman's hand; especially since she was one to fidget. He didn't feel like gambling the likelihood of falling over and injuring himself anymore. He took this chance to climb up her arm, heading for the nice safe spot on her shoulder.

Orihime jumped in surprise from him climbing on her upper arm. Uryu paused his speech. Ulquiorra grasped her arm to keep from falling when she jumped and shut his eyes tightly. Once he sensed her calm, he was right back at climbing to head for her shoulder.

Both Orihime and Uryu had his eyes on the tiny Ulquiorra. Once he had a comfortable seat, he grasped a strand of her hair to keep from falling if she began jumping again, he noticed the silence and turned his attention to Uryu. His eyes narrowed. "What?"

Of course, the part of Orihime's dress that used to accompany her arm and shoulders were now gone from previous acts, so it tickled to have Ulquiorra's fur glide across her skin. It tickled so much she began laughing, causing Ulquiorra go bumping up and down.

Her strand of hair didn't do much from keeping him steady, so he bounded for her neck, only causing her to laugh more. His tiny arms wrapped around her warm neck, but her bobbing continued.

"Woman!" He called, trying to make his higher pitched voice sound as deep as possible, to keep her from laughing. His body was pressed against her neck, in hope for dear life of keeping himself from falling.

"Haha! Sorry, but your fur tickles.." Her laughter died now and Ulquiorra breathed a sigh of relief, his arms around her neck loosening, but still at grasp.

Uryu watched the act before him, his eyes wide, "What the….."

Ulquiorra quickly thought of what to say next, until it occurred to him where exactly he was sitting, and whose neck was under his small hands. A blush crept up to his face. Her warmth was mesmerizing. Absentmindedly, his head snuggled into the warmth of her skin and he sighed a sigh of content.

Orihime felt the tension in him drop. Her hand hesitantly reached up to….touch his head.

Ulquiorra's eyes slowly opened when he felt a finger rub his head affectionately. He scrunched a face, but not from pain, more like trying to stifle a sound that could emanate, but it failed. He made a small groan, almost like a purr. Orihime immediately smiled at his reaction.

Uryu's mouth dropped.

Ulquiorra's tail waved back and forth and his face snuggled closer, his talons almost bobbing up and down from the glorious feeling he was having right now. Orihime's smile deepened.

"Orihime…" Uryu tried to cut in.

His head was rubbing up and down against her neck, his arms vibrating from this pleasure he was having. The composure he always had before was barely trying to fight for control now, all the feelings he had and what he wanted to do was leaking out at a shockingly fast rate. Orihime's head tilted to her side, almost like a motherly instinct, and Ulquiorra welcomed it immediately.

'Okay….' Uryu thought, '…this is getting awkward.' He coughed trying to break the sounds of the groans mixed with purrs coming from the tiny Ulquiorra. "Err….Orihime…." He tried again.

But was only met with Orihime tenderly raising both of her hands to caress the tiny creature latched affectionately to her neck. She stifled a small laugh.

Uryu was just about ready to gag. This…THING almost Ichigo and himself, yet Orihime was jut….eh, snuggling away with it. He'll try again. "ORIHIME!"

Both Ulquiorra and Orihime paused. His composure immediately took its chance to take control. Ulquiorra studied his position and quickly ceased his grasp on the girl's neck. Orihime almost formed a pout when he let go. Almost. The tiny figure was now sitting on the auburn haired girl's shoulder like he was a few moments earlier.

Uryu reached to push his glasses up the brim on his nose, slightly turning away. "Well…" he started, "…now that, that's, over with. We really should get to defeating the other espada that's left here. I sense only one left, I think the rest are now in the world of the living." He turned his attention to Ulquiorra, "Do you have any power left?" The tiny bat narrowed his eyes and answered with a "I don't know." Uryu sighed and mumbled something incoherent, but along the lines of being useless.

"Ano…" Orihime spoke up, "I sense Captain Kuichiki and Kenpachi fighting with the only espada left in Hueco Mundo, maybe we should head there. Ichigo was just there but I don't think he's here any longer, I can't sense his spiritual pressure."

Uryu nodded.

The two set off toward the current fight, with the miniature Ulquiorra still sitting upon Orihime's shoulder.

'Maybe Yammi would know anything about how to get me back to my original size, along with my…..original voice.' Ulquiorra thought to himself.

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