Chapter 1

He was looking at the woman before him her sunset hair hanging off of her shoulders some strands sticking to her face from her wet cheeks, her eyes puffy from crying. " Your friends won't survive they will all die here, they stand no chance." his emotionless face and stone-cold eyes stared at her watching her body language, her hands made a fist, and she was holding it so tight her hands were turning white he looked back up to her. "Give your self in your mind and body belongs to Aizen you no longer need friends." he stared into her eyes as her eyes began to widen as his words pierced through her. She repeated what he said with little to no hesitation. "she's a strong woman." he thought to himself as he walked out his hands comfortably in his pocket. He could hear her sobs coming from the outside of her room. He paid it no mind as her stare of hatred and fear in the look in her eyes replayed in his mind.

"What is a heart? If I rip open your chest, will I find it there? If I crack open your skull, will I find it there?" with his stone-cold stare her eyes widen at his sudden touch and comment.

His eyes widened as sweat dripped from his forehead. Apparently he had screamed because he saw Orihime run out of her room and to the couch where he slept. Shad had sat on the ground next to the couch touching his shoulder and all around him to which he assumed to see if he had any wounds. Just her touch made him feel a weird warm sensation.

"Ulquiorra are you OK? I heard you scream, is everything ok?" her eyes were full of concern, she touched her palm then the back of her hand on his head at the same time doing the same to her forehead. "You're sweating."

"Woman I am fine, i have not wounded myself." he watched as she deepened her concern and ran to her kitchen.

"I'll get some water and a cold cloth ill be right back." he heard her open and close cabinets and the fousit turn on. He had had this dream many times before each worse than the one before, he brought his hand to his forehead as he sat up on the couch. This fear and guilt it was not a fear of orihime but the guilt and fear of what he was how terrible he had been. He looked at the time still holding his forehead it was only 4am. After Orihime had saved Ulquiorra from dying she let him stay at her place he never understood why she saved him or why she even humored the idea of him being close to him. He was the one that kiddnaped her it wasn't his choice, but he was with her while she was scared and trapped in an unknown world, enemy territory, but she told him she saw something she saw a change in him he wasn't a bad guy he wasn't as bad as he betrayed himself as not that he act in such a way to make him look a certain way, but he was the enemy she should have hated him, but she showed him kindness, of course she did she was the brightest thing he'd ever seen at first that was the thing he hated most about her but only because it effected him in a way he couldn't explain a way he didn't want to feel it was a warm feeling she changed him and even he knew. He was grateful for her saving him ofcourse, but he couldn't fathom why she would trust someone like him it was almost humorous though he didn't dislike it.

he felt a cold sensation on his forehead taking him away from his thoughts, Orihime was tapping his forehead.

"Woman I am fully capable of doing this myself."her brought his hand to the cloth to take it from her and watched as her face as it turned into a pout.

"No, my brother used to do this when I had bad dreams." she started dabbing again

"I am not a child woman." he voiced as he looked into her eyes focusing on his forehead.

"Shush I'm helping you and that's final." she stated saying that in a weird voice with the hand holding the cloth pointing at him and the other on her side. He didn't say anything further but just rolled his eyes and watched her smile as she went back to tapping and humming. She smiled and put the cloth back in the icey bowl of water she then picked up the glass of water she brought with her up to his lips. "Say ah." he started to get annoyed. "I'm just kidding here." she smiled. He took the cup and sighed. He drank it he couldn't deny he felt better. He usually could feel better about most things if she were near him though he could never put it in words as to what he felt being near her.

She sat next to him on the couch held her knees up to chest and layed her head facing him "Do you want to talk about it? I know it always helps me when I talk about things. Though you know that already." she giggled. ulquiorra knew she already knew the answer, so he didn't say anything.

It didn't make her feel awkward whenever Ulquiorra didn't respond to some questions she asked because she could usually tell by his eyes she got use to knowing about him and what he was thinking well sort of he was sometimes hard to read but mostly when they talked she could tell without him saying anything what he thought which she kinda liked because only she knew and somehow that made her happy. She knew he didn't wanna answer, but she thought she would ask anyway.

"Do you want me to stay out here with you for the rest of tonight?" she said smiling he couldn't tell if she was kidding or being serious though he doubted she didn't know what she was saying could be taken as something else.

"Do not say such things without knowing the weight of them." Orihime's head jerked up to face his she looked into his sensual eyes and blushed. She didn't mean it that way at all.

"Well alright if you need anything you know where to find me!" she said getting up from the couch and almost walking robotically back to her room. He laid back down an almost smirk on his lips.

Orhime got into her bed with the cover over her head." What was with that." she thought, she never looked at ulquiorra as more than a friend now she was wondering when she thought of him as more she didn't think she did. But she never noticed how handsome ulquiorra actually was his skin was perfect when she healed him his tear marks, hole, bone on his head, and number all went away, so he looked like a human except paler. She never realized his eyes how captivating they were how mature his looks were. She knew if he went to her high school he would have definitely been popular with the girls, but she figured he was at least 19 or 20 when he died of course when he was an arrancar his age technically changed but his face never did. So obviously he was too old for high school. If they dated she would be dating an older man a mature man whose looks were those of a super model. "Wait why am I thinking about this?!" she dug her head in that pillow closing her eyes she thought of only things about Ulquiorra that night.