Impossible
There he stood on the stage, mic in hand. Why had he agreed to this? That Grimmjow... Always pushing him. Sigh.
"So, what's your name?"
A soft feminine voice caught his attention. He looked up to the four judges in front of him and saw the beautiful Inoue Orihime. His breath stuck in his throat but he managed to utter his name.
"Ulquiorra Cifer."
"How old are you?" she asked.
"24."
"Okay, what are you going to sing for us?"
He looked into her gray eyes and immediately he responded.
"Impossible."
He had first had another song, he didn't know why but he felt like he had to sing this one. He saw Grimmjow pull a weird face in the corner of his eye. The what-the-fuck-are-you-doing look.
"Okay, let's hear it."
He nodded to the side and the music started to play. Orihime sat back and took a sip of water. It was the last audition for today and then she would finally be able to go home. She had had enough of the gaping guys that came here, just to look at her breasts.
She almost dropped her glass hearing him sing. The song was originally sung by a woman, but his masculine voice was so beautiful she got goose bumps all over her skin. She watched him with awe as he hit every note right. Oh my god even the high ones he sung perfectly. He was... amazing.
When he finished the song, the crowd was going wild. Girls screaming and crying. She stood and so did the other judges, giving him a standing ovation. Ulquiorra remained impassive as he looked around. When he saw the little tears streaming down her face, together with the beaming smile, he felt... how do you call that emotion? Happy?
When the judges sat down again, the man on the left began to speak.
"Ulquiorra, that was AMAZING"
The crowd cheered and screamed again. He didn't pay attention to it. The orange haired girl in front of him kept smiling at him.
Then the other dark skinned female spoke.
"When I saw you coming on this stage, I thought you were already stunning, but when you sang... You blew me away!"
Cheers and screams.
Then, finally, she spoke again.
"I honestly can't believe what I've just heard. I would have never predicted to witness something like that. I really like your voice... It's... I don't know... It draws me in."
The crowd laughed and whistled, cheered and screamed, applauded, everything. The only thing he could do was look at her. She wiped a few tears away and put an arm up to ease the people behind her.
"Let's vote." the last judge said.
The dark skinned woman almost shouted the word.
The man next to her said it over and over again.
The normally strict and a little asshole of a guy put 'an enormous' before the word.
But when she said it, so softly, his heart skipped a beat.
"Yes. Ulquiorra, we'll see you again."
He nodded and looked around once more.
"Now, let's assign you to a personal coach." the dick-man said.
The dark skinned woman laughed and made a movement with her arm. It said I-want-you-pick-me!
He spoke again: "Okay, Ulquiorra." he paused and Ulquiorra tightened his grip on his mic.
"You will be coached by the beautiful Miss Inoue."
Yes.
