A/N: Another oneshot, this one is about Ulquihime.

DIsclaim: Do not own Bleach, not really want to, but if I have a lot of money I would buy Orihime only for myself. Who know, maybe some day I will create a story that is even greater than Bleach.


Chapter 2: The old battle ground: the agony of a dying spirit.

"Do you think this lilies field is beautiful, Ulqui?"

"One thing I do know that we are not allowed to be here."

"But this is the only place that has some liveliness in it. And our leader, the Aizen-sama had permitted me to come here as I please."

"If you want to keep your life, don't ever meet him or talk to him again, much less listening to his words."

Orihime pointed her finger toward Ulquiorra and laughed,

"Ulqui, you traitor. I'll tell Aizen-sama"

Ulquiorra softly put her hand down, holding it tightly in his, and took her out of the garden.

"Ulqui, hold on, where are we going?"

Before she even knew it, she was on the roof of Las Noches, where Ulquiorra and Ichigo had their final fight.

"There is nothing fun here."

"There isn't. You don't like this place, do you?"

"This only brings sadness to me, Ulquiorra."

"I did realize that. But if you don't face your fear and sadness you could never survive here, and I don't want you to disappear."

Orihime reached her hand out the same way she did four years ago and smiled,

"I can still feel those sadness, the way you disappeared in front of me, completely, and turned into dust, how I was so powerless to reach your hand for the last time, the agony of losing someone dear to me."

"So I was someone dear to you."

"And you are still now, even more than before. You are the only friend I have in Hueco Mundo, no the only existence that I know here."

"You should not linger in the past any longer. To survive, you have to forget it, completely, and adjust yourselves to this place, regaining your powers and gaining new ones. Weak creatures could not live long in this kind of place."

"I do live for almost four years."

"But you are dying now, aren't you?"

Orihime looked down, this place had not changed a bit, and so did she. She was still the same Orihime four years ago, weak, powerless, useless, and she was even more useless now that she had been losing her power. Pathetic. How she could protect her friends if she could not even take care of herself. Her power depended on her feelings and mental strength, if she could regain her spirit, her hope, her confident, the will to live; she could do it, she could survive, and maybe one day she would meet them again. But first she had to regain her power.

She looked at Ulquiorra again and smiled,

"Ulqui, we need to find a cat, I really want to teach it how to scratch." She was humming again, which made Ulquiorra raised his eyes brow and snapped her.

"Stop that nonsense for once."

"Ulqui has been angry because he does not want to give me a cat, but I am not gonna give up because I really want a cat. I'll name it Ulqui and I will teach it how to scratch."

"Does it even have the rhythm of a song?"

"It looks like a song to me."

"You are crazy"

She chuckled and hold his arm closer to her body

"Ulqui, you will spend more time with me, right?"

Silence covered them as strong winds continued to attack the two making the silence more intense and unbearable. Orihime turned her back, her voice was fulled of agony.

"Are you afraid too, Ulqui, of getting close to me?"

"You are talking nonsense again, why would I be afraid of you?"

"You are not afraid of me, you are afraid of getting close to me. If so, why do you continue to visit me for the past four years, making me linger on the hope of seeing you even just for five minutes? Do you know that I can live until this day because everyday I tell myself not to give up so that I can wait for those five minutes?"

"It is not the five minutes that you are waiting for, it is not me that you are waiting for."

"It could be true, but if it is not for those five minutes I cannot continue this existence."

"What do you want, onna?"

"I don't even know myself, but right now I just want to see more of you, to have someone to talk to even just for a little bit longer everyday."

"You are playing a dangerous game, Onna. The more you attach to someone the more it will hurt once you lose them."

"I know, I know it very well, but I cannot continue this loneliness any longer."

"Everyone in Hueco Mundo has to face it, and you are no different."

Orihime felt her heart ache as Ulquiorra turned his back and left, his figure fading in the ferocious wind, very much the same way he turned into dust four years ago. Everything was the same, and so was she. But she had become selfish, extremely so, wanting to cling on Ulquiorra for support while she knew full well the consequences of it. No one. To be more precisely, nothing good had ever come from associating with her. If people who were close to her not die, they would suffer serious damages, physically or emotionally. She smiled sadly, all what she could do for her friends was to make them suffer even more than before she met them. She was like a black cat that always brought misfortunes to people it encountered. From now on, she had to be strong, strong enough to live alone, strong enough to stand on her own and face the solitude for eternity.


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