Emptiness is the only way emptiness is how all should live emptiness is closure and solace. If everyone and everything is empty then there is nothing and never will there be anything to lose to cry over to be angered by not even to be pleased. But why do people put so much hope on and in others? They know there will always be the chance of failure it is not something that can be changed or dismissed. Emotions are useless.
He walked to the girl's quarters she was the exact opposite of his beliefs she was everything he thought of as unnecessary and useless. "Good day ulquiorra-kun." Orihime Inoue said cheerfully to the cuarta espada. "Don't call me that I've already told you I'm not one of your friends for you to be addressing me that way, call me ulquiorra and just that." He said monotone as ever. "Ok, maybe we could be friend's Ulquiorra?" "I don't care for friendship; I just came here to check up on you to see that you weren't wallowing in your own tears or had escaped." "I'm fine." Orihime said sadly. Ulquiorra pondered in thought after she said that "She answers questions that involve her as if she doesn't care but if I tell her something about her friends she lashes out why?" he stopped thinking and realized she was staring at him with no expression on her face to show what she was thinking. "She is becoming better at hiding pain." Ulquiorra thought. "I'm leaving now." He said out loud. "Bye." Orihime said with no expression in her voice or on her face.
This was one of their many meeting alone where there would be nothing but small short questions and answers where everything would end up stranger than the last meet.
Ulquiorra Cifer the cuarta espada green eyed with a teal marks running down each eye of average height shoulder length ebony hair slim and muscular. But where to go from that if those were the only things that described him emotionless uncaring cold unreadable lonely? Those were things that could describe him personally but was that really him or what he had become is there more to him? He had no one or has ever had someone to call his own.
Orihime Inoue an average high school girl brown eyed with long sunset colored hair with a beautiful body she was one of the prettiest. There was more to her besides the modern day girl exterior and interior which was; happy sad angry confused caring and full of love by her friends. She didn't have the ideal or perfect life. She had no one that truly deeply loved her last one that really loved her was her brother but he was long gone, dead. Her parents horrible people who never loved or cared for her or her brother.
They were and are Polar opposites of each other.
But yet they didn't want bad things to happen to either even if they were enemies. But for the time being they were allies and had to protect each other but if it were to come to violence to protect the innocent or her friends she would till her last breath. He had nothing but he knew he would have to fight when the time came even at the cost of her hating him or dying. They didn't know what to feel towards each other it was just an empty feeling towards one another.
They had been put in each other's life by force not because they wanted to if it had been up to her she would be back at school with her friends if he had not met Aizen he would still be a confused hollow living alone walking searching and wondering what was wrong with him wishing someone would be there with him.
Emptiness and loneliness alike in many ways but still different.