A gasp escaped the confines of my lips; breaking the silence that once before harbored every crevice of the room. The choking noise unable to be stifled, refusing to be smothered by the eery silence of the room. I rose, hands flying to stop the choking sounds that dared to leave my lips and travel throughout the corridor. My eyes stung from the inability to stop it, tears escaping them as i continued to cough profusely.
Maybe I was dying? I thought to myself; feeling the burning in my throat reach my moist and trembling lips. Maybe someone is trying to kill me? My hand finally dropping from my neck; slipping to my sides as I struggled to inhale a breath of life. My coughing grew more silent, as the air within my lungs began to lessen; my face splotchy and moist with the tears that continued to fall. Is this how I'm going to go out?
I felt my vision blurring; darkness creeping in at the edges as the last of my air supply ran out. I didn't know when I had fallen back to the bed; the cold sheets almost unnoticable as I shut my eyes and wished the anguish of death away. I didnt want to die; not like this.
I felt dizzy and confused; death and darkness intermixing as my conciousness left me. "Ulquiorra, I'm so..."
Author's Note: I have no idea what inspired such a sad reversal of Ulquiorra and Orihime's fate. It just came to me subconsciously, and this is what it ended up being. Sad, but it conveys the message my subconsciousness was trying to depict. I know it's rather short, but this IS a drabble, and I feel that I don't need a long story or so to get the point across.
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