"Grimmjow let go."
Grimmjow was dragging Ulquiorra to his room. "Come on, Syazel just hooked us up with wifi, and I wanna show you a live pr0n streaming website"
"I'm not interested, now let me go." Ulquiorra said firmly, pulling away from Grimmjow's grip. "Come on, you need to lighten up. I mean, lets celebrate that Aizen is gone with some good old pr0n."
Aizen indeed had been defeated, but all the espada stayed in Las Noches, with no meaning to their pathetic lives. Now that they had Internet, they could have some fun.
Grimmjow threw Ulquiorra into the chair that faced his laptop, and leaned over him as his fingers typed gracefully onto the keyboard.
"You're gonna love this. We go on this streaming website and we get to see girls strip live in their own bedrooms. We can even put on our webcam so they can see who's watching." Grimmjow explained. Ulquiorra rolled his eyes. "I have no interest in what you want to show me, nor do I want to see it."
Ulquiorra made a move to stand up, but Grimmjow shoved him back down with one hand, as his other hand was setting up the webcam.
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Meanwhile, in the world of the living, Matsumoto was staying at Orihime's place. Although Aizen was dead, Captain Hitsugaya's team were told to stay a little bit longer just in case of any arrancar that wanted to fight.
Matsumoto pulled Orihime to the computer. "Oi Orihime, it's so much fun. You get to talk to people over the Internet and everything. The shinigami threw Orihime into the chair. "B-But" Orihime stuttered. "No BUTS! We're going live on this site and that's final!"
After Matsumoto went live on this "Live pr0n streaming website" she began to pull off her shirt. Orihime stared shocked. "M-Matsumoto! What are you doing!"
The shinigami looked to the young girl after all she had wearing was her short skirt and bra. "I'm waiting for this site to assign us with someone to stream with. Don't worry, its private so only one person can watch."
"Watch?" Orihime asked horrified. "What do you mean watch?" A grin appeared on Matsumoto's face. "This." She said as she reached over Orihime's shirt and tried her best to pry it off. Orihime began squealing as she used all her might to keep it down. But Matsumoto wasn't one to give up easily.
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"Aha!" Grimmjow exclaimed, "We are now matched up with a live girl. Now sit back and enjoy."
On the computer screen were two boxes. One showed Grimmjow and Ulqiuorra looking back at that computer while the other, who was supposed to be the other live streamer, was fizzy, but then a pictured appeared, followed by voices.
"M-Matsumoto! Please stop it!"
Ulquiorra's eyes widened.
It was the girl Aizen told to kidnap. It was Orihime, but over her was another red head girl that was shirtless and was leaning over the seated Orihime. She was trying to pull off her shirt, but the healer tried her best to keep it down, small glimpses of her flat stomach was shown, followed by squealing and pleading from Orihime.
Grimmjow tried his best to hold in his laughter, he recognized that girl sitting as fast as Ulquiorra did. What the heck was an innocent girl like Orihime doing on a site like this?
Ulquiorra couldn't help but stare. He never thought he'd see this girl again, the one who seemed to unlock something inside him, the one who he seemed to have formed secret feelings for, especially not like this.
"Come on Orihime. Don't hide it, share it with the world" Cried Matsumoto. Ulquiorra could see that Orihime was trying her best to keep her shirt down.
He had to put an end to this. It seemed though that the girls didn't realize they were being watched. With that thought in mind, Ulquiorra called out her name, "Orihime."
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One second, Orihime was trying with all her might to keep her shirt down, the next she heard her voice being called.
"Orihime."
She jerked her head in the direction of the computer screen, and she saw a face she would have never imagined she'd see again. His green eyes, pale skin, green tears, hollow mask. Yup it was him.
Orihime's eyes widened and her hands fell to her side as she stared at the image on the computer. As Orihime relaxed, Matsumoto took that chance to pry off Orihime's shirt completely.
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Grimmjow began laughing as he watched Matsumoto pull off Orihime's shirt, revealing her massive breasts covered by her black bra.
Ulquiorra's eyes widened ten fold as he watched Orihime squeal and duck from the computer screen. Hiding her nudity from the guy who kidnapped her, but she didn't know that he was also the one who loved her.
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DAMMIT! WTF IS WRONG WITH ME?! I already have two uncompleted stories and here I go starting another. I'm a freaking retard. Someone shoot me.
Review please .