Disclaimer: I do not own this anime though I thought it was my time to add my own little twist to the love triangle
Chapter One: A not so subtle hint...
There he sat atop a broken wall his long white coat flowing in the wind, his hair brushing against his face. It was all he could do not to shed his grim non-chalante expression for one of heartfelt pain. Try as he might he could not lose the image of a bloody and beaten Ichigo laying motionless before him the day before. He sat there with his thoughts alone and undisturbed until he faintly but ever-so-clearly began to make out someone calling his name in the distance...
"Hey Ulquiorra! How did you like the show I put on yesterday? I really gave that Ichigo kid a beat down."
Ulquiorra sat for a moment taking in the very words he just heard and tried to very subtly answer.
"I do not understand all your unreasonable anger towards Ichigo, why drag out a long and boring fight? If you want to kill him just do so but do not show off, it is not very flattering on you."
Grimmjow smirked at the the rebuttle he just recieved and turned to walk away but stopped when Ulquiorra muttered something that he had to play over in his head to make sure he heard right...
"Ichigo... You foolish Soul Reaper... What would I do without you?..."
Grimmjow began walking again assuming that he was talking about his urge to fight. Just as Grimmjow faded inside the dark corridor Ulquiorra turned swiftly to the left as a giant and very familiar zanpakuto came crashing down slicing off a corner of his sleeve. He turned and stared Ichigo in the eyes and there was a brief silence before Ichigo muttered...
"You filthy espada! I will make you pay for taking Orahime!"
"You cannot win in your current condition."
Ulquiorra warned noticing the bandaged ribcage of the noticably tired Soul Reaper. Just as Ichigo moved to swing his zanpakuto for a second strike, Ulquiorra moved in quickly placing a foot behind his and pushing hard right above the bandaged ribcage so as to hurt him but not to kill him, there was a loud crash as Ichigo fell back dropping his sword and staring in disbelief when out of nowhere Ulquiorra changed his stance and caught Ichigo in his arms and leaned into his ear whispering...
"I told you, you could not win in this condition..."
The feel of Ulquiorra's breath against Ichigo's neck was making him not only angry but also very uncomortable. He moved so he could stand up but was shocked when he was caught and turned... right into a kiss being placed on his lips by the very espada he just tried to kill. Ichigo's eyes widened in shock and utter disbelief at the scene he was just placed in. He sat motionless for a moment as the feelings of pure exstacy and yet engulfing rage built inside of the now red-faced Soul Reaper. He loosened the espada's grip and shoved him off turning and hiding his face trying to think of a way to hold his dignity and win the fight against this enemy and his almost unrequited love. This was a situation no one was expecting, least of all the very man who just tried to kill him.