Voice of An Angel
Written by: BethanyG101
Orhime x Ulquiorra
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS!
Summery: After Orihime is placed into Ulquiorra's care emotions that the espada never thought he was capable of feeling began to arise. Is this what the humans call love? Can Orihime's celtic voice be what's triggering these new feelings? LEMONS! ORIHIME X ULQUIORRA
Orihime POV:
White. Each morning when I awake all I see is white. White walls, white floors, white furniture...white dress. Everyday I'm served the same bland food, taunted into despire, and occationally beaten. Though Lord Aizan did not approve that last one. I was to be broken, but I endure. And I will keep enduring. If it means saving my friends and keeping them from this purgatory, then I will suffer in their place. My only wish is that they are out there living their lives to the fullest and find happiness.
My thoughts were interupted as I heard an all to familar voice from behind. It was Ulquiorra. He was my overseer, always so calm and collected. His cold emotionless stare sent shivers down my spine, though at times... it warmed me. The espada was meant to break me of hope but what he didn't know was that in his presence he was the one actually giving me hope. Though he had to break me he also had to keep me happy, for fear of my powers not being able to suit Lord Aizan's needs if I were too depressed.
As I gazed upon the arrancar he looked as he always did. He wore his usual uniform with his hands stuffed in his pockets, staring at me with those captivatingly large emerald eyes. I had never need such eyes. So cold...so emotionless and yet...so beautiful. I often found myself returning his gaze just to dive deeper into his eyes, enchanted by them. My curiousity always wondered about those teal streaks dripping down his cheeks as if he was always crying.
"Eat." He said, as he laid a plate of food down onto the table. I walked over to the table and studied the food. It just looked like there wasn't any flavor in it. I sighed and turned away from the plate. "I'm not hungry." I said.
"If you refuse to keep eating regularly I will have no choice but to shove it down your throat forcibly." Was all he said before he turned and began walking away. I returned that comment by sticking my tongue out and making a small growl. Ulquiorra stopped and turned just half his head to face me. With that devisatingly cold stare I sat down and shot a playful irritating look of my own, picking up the fork as I did so. He waited. I scooped up some mashed potatoes and unwantingly shoved it in my mouth. He continued to wait. After a moment of his intense gaze I conceaded and swallowed in disguest.
With that he turned and left the room entirely. I pushed the plate away and rested my head on the table, with my arms folded underneath. A second later I found a slight giggle escape and I began laughing. He's always so serious. Though I thought of this as a game, he did not. I remembered the time when I pressed his patience too far and he really did try to stuff a dinner roll down my throat. Actually that kinda hurt now that I think about it. He's not very gentle with his hands. Oh well.
I giggled some more and then choked down the rest of the food, making disgusting faces the whole time. I wish they'd let me cook. Maybe I'll ask him sometime. I doubt it though. This is how they're slowly torchuring me. I can't take it. I need ice cream. As I fantasized about sweets I heard Ulquiorra open the door. Why doesn't he ever knock? He just waltzes in here. Doesn't even care if I'm changing or not. So rude.
I picked my head off the table and looked at him, slightly annoyed. "I see you ate your meal." He mocked. I grunted and then sighed. "Well you almost killed me the last time you tried to shove a dinner roll down my troat." I pouted.
"I see." He said, as he took one of his hands out of his pockets and grabbed the last bit of bread I had left on the plate. Before I could question it he quickly shoved it in my mouth, making me gag. I coughed and gave him a playfully mean look. "No fair." I choked.
"You should have eaten all of it then," he said as he headed towards the door. "Now, it's time for your bath woman."
Bath time! My favorite part of the day. It was really the only time I got to leave this room. I hope he lets me have a long one this time. He's always rushing me. I followed him down the hall where we ran into Grimmjow. It was such a sudden stop from Ulquiorra that I actually bumped into him. Ah! Not good! "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I frantically apoligized in a daze. This was actually a reacurring nightmare for me. I was constantly running into Ulquiorra whenever we walked anywhere. "Aw, how cute Ulquiorra." My apologizing ceased when Grimmjow spoke.
This arrancar only really frightened me because of his unpredictability. There were times when his malice and rage would send shivers down my spine. I was pretty sure he wouldn't hurt me but I always stayed extra close to Ulquiorra just to be safe. Safe? That was another thing that was strange. I always felt so safe whenever Ulquiorra was near me. Why is that? What is it about this arrancar that makes me feel this way toward him? It's not like he's that nice to me. The only reason he protects me is because it is Lord Aizan-sama's wish. Still...
"Grimmjow," Ulquiorra began to speak, "why are you here?" he asked.
Grimmjow took a few steps forward and then said, "I just thought the little princess would like to know that I paid her little friend Ichigo a visit today."
"Ah, Ichigo? Is he alright?" I frantically asked from behind Ulquiorra's shoulder.
"For now, " He grinned. "I was hoping he'd come here of his free will too."
"Why would you want that?" I inquizzed.
"Because you have to follow and do whatever this bastard tells you like a pet. Heh, sounds fun. I can only imagine the fun I'd have if Ichigo was my pet."
I shuddered at the thought. Ulquiorra noticed and was growing impatient. "If that's all, then your standing in my way." His cold emotionless stare seering through the espada. Grimmjow tsked and continued walking. Ulquiorra turned his head to look back at me and I became enchanted once again with those emerald eyes. He didn't move for the longest, he just stared. I didn't realize why until I noticed my hand. It was tightly gripped into the fabric of his jacket.
Ah, not again! "I-I'm sorry." I fumbled an apology once again and let go immediately, taking a few steps back. I didn't bother to look back at him as I decided it was best if I just looked at his feet until we arrived at the bath. He opened the doors for me and I went inside.
It was quite luxurious. Everything was all white but still maintained it's elegance. The tub was huge, almost like a small pool, filled with bubbles. I quickly undressed and put one foot in the tub. So warm. With that I slid all the way in, dunking my orange hair in the process. The water came all the way up to my bare chest standing up in the deepest part. I glided my way to the shallower end and loungued on the bench.
This feels so good. I wish this is how my stay here could always be. I flashbacked to those two arrancar girls that came into my room and beat me. Ulquiorra was quick to my rescue when he saw what was going on. He's not so bad. In fact I think he may even like me a little. Though that just might be wishful thinking. I giggled to myself at the thought, echoing throughout the bath. I listened as the sound traveled back and forth between the white walls. It made me feel even more relaxed. I desired to hear even more so with that I began to sing.
Ulquiorra POV:
As I stood there with my hands in my pockets leaned against the bathhouse doors, I could hear the woman giggling as she splashed in the water, like a mere child. Whenever she would do this I never understood why it would make my stomach flutter. She was such a strange woman. The way she would look at me with little to no fear intrigued me. How could a mere human not fear me? She dared to laugh in my presence as if I were one of her companians. Lord Aizan as of now wants her to remain as she is so I will not interfere. Though I wonder what he has in store for her.
While I began to ponder in an attempt to understand those thoughts I could hear the womans voice begin to echo throughout the room. I listened carefully trying to figure out what is was she was doing. A moment later her voice began to grow into a wonderous medody. The likes of which I have never heard. What was this? What was this sound emulating through her mouth? It was making my stomache flutter once more. Was this what they called singing? I wasn't aware that she had this power. This power to erase darkness with her voice.
A warm senation began to take hold of me though I tried to fight it. I leaned in closer to the door in an attempt to make out the words she was saying.
"Come thou love hear my cry,
Extend thy hand and embrace me
Whilst I sore into the sky
Hand in hand we are free
Lost in this paradise"
Each word followed by a range of beautiful notes and accompanied by oohs and ahhs. What is this odd sensation that I feel upon listening to her singing? I know not the word to describe her elegant voice. Perhaps Lord Aizan will in my report. I let her continue to sing until I speculated just how long she had been in there. Slowly I opened the doors and approached the woman in the tub. Though words were no longer coming out of her mouth a series of humms were. They were equally just as mesmerizing.
She stopped abruptly when she noticed my presence.
Orihime POV:
Just as I had turned around after letting my hair drop back into the water I saw Ulquiorra, standing there staring right at me. It took me a moment to process that I was naked and my bare chest was in plain view. I shrieked and sunk quickly back in the water, covering myself in embarrassment. My face felt like it was on fire. There was no expression on his face as to what he'd just witnessed. Why does he never knock?! This is so embarrassing!
He turned his back and placed his hands back in his pockets. "Your time is up. Get dressed." He said in his usual tone. I did as I was told, rinsing my hair out along the way to my new set of clothes that had been laid out for me. Another boring white dress. I sighed as I slipped in on. I quickly brushed my hair and clasped my two flower clips back where they belonged.
"I'm ready." I said. He gazed back at me and then lead me back to my quarters. Once there I was left alone. Ulquiorra didn't say a word to me, he just left. This was the part I hated. I hated being alone. It meant anything could happen. At night, when I'm all alone, is when all the bad things happened. When the nightmares came and when I got hurt the most. They were always careful not to hit my face because then it was noticable.
That night Loly and Menoly paid me their usual visit while Ulquiorra was away. They struck me over and over again until I lay collapsed on the floor. Everytime I tried to get up, they would strike me again, taunting me to fight back. I refused everytime...and everytime they would hit me again until I couldn't take it anymore. Its hurts...it hurts so much. While I laid there clentching my sides Menoly came around behind me and lifted me by my hair. I screamed in pain, but was silenced by a punch to the stomach. This carried on until they had had their fill.
The next morning I awoke in agony. Tears overflowed my eyes as the pain seeped in. It hurts all over...but I have to...I have to get up. I am not defeated. I will endure...I will. It's for them. My friends. I flashed the faces of every single one of them. Chad...Uryu...Rukia...Rengi...Captain Hitsugaya...Rangiku...Kone...Ichigo. Everything's going to be alright. I'm going to be okay. I can do this...I can- Even though I said those words the tears still fell and I still felt alone.
To be continued...
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