Orihime sat alone at the edge of the bed, staring at the moon and dark cloudless sky, through the iron bars of her window. Everything was so quiet. Too quiet. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps shattered the silence; quick, even and louder by the step. She sighed, knowing exactly who was approaching. Her room door opened quietly, and a tall, pale and handsome Vasto Lorde slipped into her room, shutting the door in one fluid motion. In his hands, he carried a tray of food, which he set on the table next to her bed. He looked at her coldly, and instructed her harshly that she should eat. She stared at him indifferently, and turned back to the night.
Ulquiorra stared at her. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her long, straight orange hair cascading down her back, her porcelain skin glowing in the faint moonlight, her lips barely open and those brown eyes melted his dead heart. He walked towards her and she stood up to face him defiantly, ready to defend her friends when he told her that they were dead. Instead of taunting her, he took his index finger and pulled her chin up so that their lips were only inches apart. Her eyes were cautious and innocent. In one motion, he pressed his lips firmly on hers; a short sweet kiss. He turned away, waiting to feel her hand across his face; instead, she held his hand and walked around him to face him. Green eyes locked with brown, as she pulled him towards her and brushed her lips against his.
That kiss seemed to go on for an eternity when they finally broke apart. She smiled coyly, her cheeks; a flaming red and her lips slightly swollen from his passionate kisses. She looked at him, pondering his motives, when he smiled gently and left without a word. She stood there for a few moments, trying to process what had happened. Smiling to herself, she lay on the bed and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Orihime woke up expecting Ulquiorra, but was faced with Hallibel. 'Where's Ulquiorra?' she asked the towering espada. 'He's busy. Now eat,' she said shortly as she left the room, shutting the door quickly. For the first time since her arrival, she felt a longing need for her captor. The day dragged on as Orihime paced her room, waiting for Ulquiorra to stroll in. She had so many questions to ask him. Why did he kiss me? She wondered. But he never came. Her meals were now delivered by the amazon-like Hallibel.
Days turned into weeks as her pining increased exponentially. She couldn't bear it anymore; she was going to find out where he was from Hallibel. Footsteps were growing louder, it's now or never, she thought. Her door was opened and shut quickly, Orihime turned slowly expecting the blonde beauty, but instead, there stood Ulquiorra. Standing as still as a statue, holding her tray of food his cold dark eyes staring through her soul. Expressionlessly, he put the tray down on her table and turned to leave. She held his hand, pulling him back, 'tell me why,' she whispered. Knowing what she meant, he reluctantly turned to face her, staring into her eyes made him melt, he knew he couldn't lie to her. He brushed a stray lock of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. Not saying a word, looking straight into her eyes, he bent and kissed her softly. She pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. His arms wrapped around her waist holding her closer to him.
Halfheartedly, she broke the kiss but stayed in his arms. She looked up at him, 'why' she murmured. He stared into her eyes and whispered back, 'because I like you.' She smiled and kissed him softly, 'I like you too.'
Every day after that, Ulquiorra visited her without fail. He greeted her with a kiss and his arms remained around her keeping her close to him. Although she was in locked in his embrace, he was her prisoner. At nights he would stay with her, letting her lie on his chest, his fingers running through her hair and tracing patterns on her skin.
They enjoyed every moment together, stealing kisses at any chance they got, both fully aware that their actions would cause misery in the future, regardless, they reveled in happiness together. Their time was short and they wanted to maximize that fleeting moment of joy.
