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"Is this about him? Again?" he asked.

The woman whom he asked the question to didn't answer, but of course he already knew the answer. It happened every time. Ulquiorra closed his eyes and sighed in exasperation. He stared at the woman who sat on the corner of the room, her head was between her knees, her shoulders hunched, just like a lost puppy. Ulquiorra walked toward her and patted her beautiful orange head.

"Orihime…" he began.

The woman sobbed louder. Ulquiorra felt exhausted. Yes, this woman exhausted him. The woman he loved more than anything in the world. The love that he has confessed several times already to the woman. His unrequited love.

"You know I love you, don't you? Why can't you give me a chance, Orihime? I'll make you happy." he said softly. The woman, Orihime, shook her head.

"I'm sorry Ulquiorra, I can't. Because I…." she answered, but he cut her off, "Yeah, because you can't love anyone but Kurosaki. Nothing I do will sway your love for him." he told her bluntly.

Orihime felt guilty. "Sorry…" she mumbled.

Ulquiorra sighed deeply before moving to sit beside her.

"Why can't you leave me? After all those rejections..." she asked him with croaked voice and watered eyes.

"The same reason of why you can't stop loving Kurosaki even though he already has that Kuchiki by his side." Ulquiorra stared at her and smiled bitterly. "Because I love you. I want to stay by your side. This is my choice."

Orihime smiled painfully at him, "I guess we really are masochists, aren't we?"

Ulquiorra was a genius. He really was a prodigy. Combined with his emerald eyes, soft ebony hair, handsome visage, pale skin, good body built, and his talent in playing piano, he could make every woman's heart swoon. Even with his cold attitude. He would live in solitude if not because of his best friend, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, and several people that hung with the blue head. He was perfectly content in his little world until she came. Until Orihime Inoue came.

He met her on his second year in highschool, Orihime was on her first year. He didn't know why but her cheerful self attracted him. She was like his sun, him being the moon. Their first meeting was never planned, and so were the second and third meetings. Maybe it was fate, because they kept meet in some unexpected places. Orihime being her bubbly self tried to make friend with him. At first, he refused. But who could keep refusing such a sweet girl like her? Gradually, she wormed her way into his heart. And one day Ulquiorra realized he was in love with Orihime.

Ulquiorra was observant. It didn't take a genius to know that Orihime had loved someone already. Someone that was one of her classmate. Someone that never even took a glance at her that way. Ichigo Kurosaki was a childhood friend of Tatsuki Arisawa, Orihime's best friend. Being her best friend, it's inevitable to meet the orange haired man. Orihime felt in love at him at the first glance. Ichigo Kurosaki was a good man. Orihime Inoue was a beautiful girl. They should be a perfect couple if Kuchiki Rukia didn't stand in the way between them. The noble woman was Ichigo's light. They fought, they bickered, yes they did, but they loved each other. And Orihime was just another friend for Ichigo, no more.

"I love you." the man said.

The beautiful girl he confessed to widen her eyes, mouth agape. She couldn't believe that someone like Ulquiorra Schiffer asked her to come to the rooftop after school and just confessed his love to her.

"Ulquiorra-senpai…I…I don't know what to say…" she said in hesitation.

"You can accept my love, or reject it. I'm ready for whatever your answer is." Ulquiorra responded with his baritone voice.

Orihime stared at the floor under her, frowning. She sighed and stared at Ulquiorra, ready to give her answer.

"I'm sorry senpai, but there is someone that I have already loved."

Ulquiorra nodded. "Yes, I know. That Kurosaki boy, right?"

Orihime was surprised. Was she that transparent?

"I know you love him, but he already has someone. Give me a chance. I will make you love me. We'll be happy." he continued.

She closed her eyes. Kurosaki's face flown in her mind-eye. She opened her eyes and stated firmly, "I'm sorry, senpai. I can't. I can't love anyone but Kurosaki-kun. I can't ever love you, senpai. Even if I have five lifetimes, the only one that I will ever love will be Kurosaki-kun. Only him."

Ulquiorra felt disappointment swept over him. He lifted a hand and brought it to cover his face. They stood there in awkward silence for several minutes.

"I won't give up yet." he said simply after dropping his hand. Then he walked away, leaving her.

Sunlight slipped through the particles of green curtain. Eye lids opened to greet the world with emerald eyes that seemed so brilliant when ray of sunlight chose to woke up the owner. The pale skinned man blinked his sleepiness away. He yawned and rose up from his bed. Last night, he stayed late to accompany Orihime in her apartment. The woman was so upset after seeing the love of her life, Ichigo Kurosaki, proposed to Rukia Kuchiki last night in five-star restaurant in front of their friends. Orihime excused herself and went home. After receiving a simple text from the woman, Ulquiorra decided to visit her in her apartment. Seeing her in that broken condition upset him terribly. He couldn't understand why the bubbly woman still couldn't move on, still couldn't accept his love. After his first confession six years ago, he did everything to make the woman fall in love with him. All his efforts were complete failures. Orihime only saw him as her bestfriend. Last night he got back to his apartment after making sure that Orihime slept peacefully. Being near her was hurt, yes, but he needed to make sure she would be okay. Because that was his job as her bestfriend.

It was crowded this morning. Ulquiorra sat in his favorite café and sipped his Earl Gray tea. Several women giggled and glanced his way. Well, this was not unusual. Ulquiorra looked at his watch.

"He is late." he thought.

A blue head appeared on the doorway. He was not alone. A green haired woman seemed to accompany him.

"Oi, Batman!" the man greeted him.

The woman jabbed him and whispered, "Be nice, Grimmy."

"Ow, that hurts, Nel!" he yowled.

The woman, Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck, his fiancé, glared at him. Grimmjow chose to shut his mouth.

"Ulquiorra, long time no see. How are you?" Nelliel smiled and hugged Ulquiorra.

"I'm good, Nel. You look nice today. How are you? I hope this blue head here doesn't tire you out." He responded and hugged her back.

"I heard that." Grimmjow sulkily replied.

Both Ulquiorra and Nel rolled their eyes.

"You look even paler than usual, Batman." Grimmjow grinned.

Nelliel facepalmed.

"Yeah, better than your hair that even looks more ridiculous." Ulquiorra bantered. He smirked.

"Hey!" Grimmjow seemed offended but then he grinned and did a man hug to Ulquiorra.

"Nice to see you, buddy." he said softly.

"Me too, my friend, me too." Ulquiorra responded softly. He felt better instantly.

To be continued…

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