Disclaimer - I don't own Bleach.
Don't think of this as an actual chapter, but more of an introduction with extra info. XD
"Hello, and welcome to the Fantastic World of Hime~" The beautiful girl stood tall on the platform, clicking her heels in a cute dance before twirling extravangantly and plopping into her comfortable pink seat.
"Hello, hello, ladies and gentlemen. On today's show, we have a lovely guest. Could you guess? The adorable carrot top you know and love, Kurosaki Ichigo!" The young woman tapped her cards against her thigh, standing to greet the taller man, even though she was in heels.
They hugged gently, the hostess waving him towards a blue seat beside her, and sitting in her own pink one. "So, Kurosaki-kun, how does it feel to be here today?"
"It's great. Only the most famous stars get to be here. I never realized I was so important."
"Aww, so modest, Kurosaki-kun."
The talkshow went on, and the ended. "Sooo, how'd you like the show?" Orihime had asked, her shoes clicking on the floor and getting a coffee from an intern. He looked over at her, watching her sip the hot coffee, and actually falling into a slight daze. "Ah..it was fun..probably because you're the hostess, Inoue."
"Aha, you flatter me too much, Kurosaki-kun. You'd have fun either way. I could see how much the girls were practically drooling over you. You're such a famous celebrity!" Ichigo shrugged nonchalantly again, "I guess so. Wait.." He straightened from his comfy slouch, glancing around, "This isn't the parking lot." She nodded knowingly, continuing to walk and sip her drink, "I know this."
"Where are we going?"
"Somewhere."
"Where, Inoue, where?"
"Goodness, Kurosaki-kun, you ask questions like a child." Orihime shook her head, silencing his next words with a slender finger. She rounded a corner, the curious man following. "Ulquiorra.." She started, looking around. A dark haired man was beside her, head bowed in respect, "Inoue-sama, what do you need?"
Ichigo's jaw dropped.
Who was this man? He spoke to Orihime like she was a queen, even going as far as to avoid her eyes as a matter of respect, "Kurosaki-kun, I know that this is a shock for you, but this is my bodyguard, Ulquiorra Cifer." She smiled, Ulquiorra the exact opposite behind her. His bright eyes contrasted greatly with his pale skin, and ebony hair, but were like warning signs to the young celebrity across from him. "Otou-san was worried about me, so he hired Ulquiorra. I wanted to show you him so you wouldn't get jealous or suspicious when you see us together."
"I..Inoue..." He had always considered himself her 'bodyguard' even though it wasn't official. But she was so sweet, and on top of that, a celebrity herself, so he could understand the precaution. The way this 'Ulquiorra' person glowered at him with such a hateful intensity was astonishing, and Ichigo was sure to show him that Orihime was his first, and he'd be damned if he'd let go of her so soon.
Not after years of knowing and loving her.
The two stars said their goodbyes, Ulquiorra watching Ichigo walk away for an extra moment before following Orihime loyally down the street and back to the studio parking lot.
Okay.
So it's not over yet.
UlquiorraXOrihimeXIchigo...kinda.
I dunno.
I don't know what I'm doing anymore.
Just review, I guess.
Do what you like...
~Pofa-chan.
