A/N: Hello again lovely readers, this is my Christmas gift to you, another chapter. This again was a challenge because I struggle sometimes to put the ideas I have into words and then typed up. But here it is. I am putting this out here before we start there will be no rape. It is one of my pet hates along with no love triangle between Grimmjow, her and Ulquiorra, Grimmjow has a different role in Orihime's life. I have as of yet not worked out an ending but have the main story line ideas worked out. If anyone has any questions about anything feel free to PM me and I will gladly discuss it with you. Anyways, sorry for the long note on with the show.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor do I own the characters, I just own the story line.

The night air was cold on his face as he flew around the night sky. Unlike every other night of searching, tonight he could just fly and forget about all that. He had finally found what he had been looking for, and now he had it he was not going to let it go for anyone or anything. He had his queen, the mother to be of his children in his castle. She was his. He refused anyone who questioned that or said anything otherwise. There were of course major problems with his plan though, and he knew there would be…but he had not actually thought about the impact of them until he was now facing them.

There was a battle racing towards him, currently on the horizon but getting closer with every day. If Szayel was anywhere near accurate with his facts and figures like he claimed to be, Ulquiorra had about a month to win the heart of his queen. Although, doing so would not be easy…although with Orihime it never had been. Every time there were complications…he had noted each one this time and had begun to work in order to avoid them. Today however could not have been avoided no matter how much he meddled. He had been working on this plan for a while now, working slowly towards having his queen in his grasp.

Sighing he turns around and begins to fly back towards his castle, to his queen. Behind him the sky began to brighten, a soft glow growing over the wasteland that has become his kingdom grounds. The grey sand and dead plants go on for miles and nothing remains of what once was there. Closing his eyes he remembered the grass that once surrounded his kingdom had gleamed in the sun, the flowers that bloomed were of a wide variety and filled the air with a fragrance unlike any other. The sky had been a bright blue and the sun would shine. In spring the land would be immersed in petals and blossoms of the various trees that has been planted.

The people of his kingdom had once been happy, filling the land with smiles and laughter, songs of joy. Now there was an eerie silence, covering the land like a blanket. The houses his people once lived in were abandoned and buried beneath the sand, those remaining served him in his castle.

As he landed on his balcony he looked up to see Nelliel waiting for him. Upon seeing him she bowed, one hand across her heart. He nods and changes back to his more humane form.

"I've noticed you've found her," Nelliel says moving a strand of her teal hair out the way of her face and tucking it behind her ear.

"That I have," he replies "Nothing is to be said. I do not wish to hear your sarcastic remarks nor do I wish to hear your opinions about what I should have done. Take her breakfast and then give her an hour before escorting her to my quarters."

"As you wish my Lord," Nelliel replies. With that Ulquiorra walks to his wardrobe and opens it, pulling out some clean clothes and walking into his bathroom closing the door.

"I hope you know what you're doing Ulquiorra," Nelliel says with a sigh. "Otherwise, this could get messy."

She opened her eyes to discover unfamiliar surroundings which made her sit up in shock and panic. Once she began to wake up more and look around the room her memories came flooding back. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying so much and she still felt that drowsiness that accompanied the aftermath of tears. Looking down she found herself in a white nightgown that was loose enough to not cling to her curves and yet retain her dignity. She was lying in the king sized bed and the covers had been drawn over her in the night.

She held a hand to her chest scared and worried. Someone had moved her from the floor and changed her clothes. Shivering she hoped it was not one of those men who brought her to this room in the first place. The sound of footsteps caught her attention and her breathing hitched, sticking in her throat. The door to her room then opened and light from outside flooded her room. Pulling the quilt up and covering her chest she watched with wide scared eyes as a figure walked into the room.

"Good morning," says a cheery woman with teal hair. In her hands she was carrying a tray of freshly brewed tea and what appeared to be some form of breakfast.

"Who are you?" Orihime asks shaking a little as she watched the woman walk towards her.

"I'm Nelliel, I have been put in charge to be your personal maid. Grimmjow will be your body guard during your stay here," With that Nelliel gave a cheerful smile to Orihime and set the tray down next to her on the bed. "Don't worry, we won't hurt you. Were here to protect you and take care of you. Assist you with anything you may require."

"I want to go home," Orihime says "please," she felt her eyes begin to fill up with tears as she thought about her home, all her belongings.

"I'm afraid you cannot go home," Nelliel says "Your home is here now, but don't worry it isn't as bad as it seems." Looking down Orihime sighs trying to hold back her tears. "We healed your wrists and your head too, Szayel used more force to get you here than was planned. He's being disciplined for it though. Anyways eat up Orihime, either myself or Grimmjow will return in an hour to escort you to meet the King. Clothes are in the wardrobe." With that Nelliel left Orihime to her own devices.

Sitting in the little café Ichigo looked around waiting for Orihime, his wife Rukia sat opposite him. After seeing Orihime yesterday and how distant she had been towards them he became worried. When they were in high school she had always been rather open about everything and had felt like she could always talk to him. Now she was distant, yes he knew about her life at university but she was reserved when telling him, quieter and not like the girl he used to know. Even Rukia has noticed that Orihime was more reserved around them both.

"Oh man, where is she?" Ichigo says annoyed and crossing his arms over his chest he sits back. "She was supposed to be working today wasn't she?"

"She will be here," Rukia replies, biting her lip and becoming just as worried as Ichigo. According to the other staff Orihime was never ill and always arrived early, but it was nearing ten and her shift started half an hour ago. Making a decision Rukia calls over a waitress and asks for Orihime's address. Upon receiving it they head out, in search of their friend.

Orihime looks in the mirror, staring at her new attire. It felt weird, being dressed in something so delicate and expensive. The dress she was wearing was a long sleeved cotton white. It hugged her features but not to the point where it was tight. It was a perfect fit, the hem ending just under her knees. The black lining only added to the flawlessness the dress had. Staring she was slightly in awe, it was beautiful for such a simple dress. She had left her hair down, her hibiscus clips holding her bangs away from her face.

Her hands shook and she held them tightly trying to calm her nerves. What did this king want from her? Why was she chosen? She was terrified as well, after what she saw last night…she shivered just thinking about it. He was not human, she was sure of that much. Although Nelliel had seemed human, but then looks can be deceiving. So maybe Nelliel was a creature of some sort to? A knock on the door made Orihime turn as Nelliel entered.

"Are you ready?" she asks Orihime, who replies with a simple nod. "Then follow me." With that Nelliel leaves the room and all Orihime can really do is follow. As they walk down the hallways Orihime takes a look at her surroundings. The hallways are all the same dull grey, the floor tiled, no paintings hang on the walls and simple lights hang from the ceilings. Many servants in matching black and white uniforms walks around and Orihime knows running is futile. Someone would stop her sooner or later.

Nelliel leads Orihime into a large room that resembles that of a bedroom. Unlike her room this one was sparsely furnished and dull. A cold and gloomy feeling swept over her and she hugged her arms trying to keep warm.

"My Lord, I have brought Orihime here like you requested." Nelliel says with a bow. Looking around Orihime notices a man walk out a room she guessed was the bathroom. He was well dressed and not the creature she expected. Last night when she had seen him he had horns protruding from his head. His eyes were animalistic, the pupils slits bright green irises. His lower body had been covered in fur and his feet and hands had resembled talons. There had been two large bat wings surrounding him, creating a sinister look and a tail swishing round.

Now he was more humane. His wings, horns, fur and tail were gone. His eyes were a vibrant green, the irises normal. He had marking that made him look like he was crying. His shaggy black hair looked freshly washed. His skin pale like she remembered but more covered. He wore a tailored suit, his tie a green to match his eyes. He was breath-taking…but still a monster. No matter how much she may have found him attractive he was a monster who had kidnapped her.

"Thank you Nelliel," he says in a monotone voice that sound as cold and empty as he looks. "You are dismissed, I have business I wish to discuss with Miss Inoue." Nelliel bows and leaves the two alone in the cold room. "Please Miss Inoue, take a seat. I will not harm you." Warily she sits on the bed, the only real seat there is, her heart was hammering in her chest as he joined her on the bed.

"I understand you have many questions," he says calmly "and they will all surely be answered in time, until then I have a proposition…or rather…a demand…because I can promise you Miss Inoue this will happen in the future." She just looks at him not saying anything. "Miss Inoue, the reason I have brought you here is I have selected or rather chosen you to be my wife, and the mother to my children." Her eyes widen and her heart beat faster, she was terrified to say the least.

"No," Orihime says quietly through her panic stricken state. "I will not,"

"Do not worry Miss Inoue," he says "I will not force you into doing anything…however we will be married." Her mind was trying to process the words. He would marry her, but he would not force her to sleep with him. "I have said Miss Inoue, that is my promise to you, it will happen. Until then, I plan to use any of my free time to get to know you."

She says nothing only looking down at her hands. Unable to concentrate properly, she takes deep breaths. Looking up she saw that he was staring at her waiting on a reply to some question she did not hear. He sighs and stands up moving closer to her, she tries to move away and closes her eyes as he leans down and plants a small kiss on her head.

"Grimmjow, will return you to your room for now, I will see you at dinner tonight Miss Inoue," he says as he walks to stand on his balcony. She looks at his back before a hand touches her shoulder, jumping she turns to see Grimmjow standing there. He too was more humane looking. Standing up she follows him back to her own room, her tears beginning to fall. By the time they reach her room she's sobbing heavily.

"Hey, you okay?" Grimmjow asks turning to look at her. She was shaking in violent fits of tears. Walking over, he embraces her in a hug…humans, they often needed things like hugs to reassure them. Instead of being pushed away like he thought, she hugged back, her tears staining his shirt.

"I want to go home!" she cries.

"Look, I'm not good with advice," Grimmjow says "but it isn't too bad here, I used to think a lot like you, I was in fact a lot like you." Orihime looks up at him confused and he leads her to sit on the couch. Sighing Grimmjow begins to speak.

"I was born nearly two hundred years ago, was eighteen going on nineteen, I had a good life. I was human believe it or not. Then everything went downhill, there was a fire in which I lost everything, my family, my fiancé, I had nothing left. I was alone, until Nelliel showed up, she was beautiful, and she still is. She took me away from my life of poverty and brought me here, similar to what happened with you…although there was no force…sorry about that…anyways, she told me I was her mate."

"Mate?" Orihime asks confused.

"Every demon has a mate, someone destined to be with them I guess. Once they find their mate, they do everything in their power to keep them safe and near them. There's usually a process to complete, the demon needs to first find their mate, mark their mate, so something like a bite typically on their neck. The final step to the process is consummating and the unmarked mate will be marked during the consummation." At this point Orihime's face went bright red. "Anyways I didn't like Nelliel that way for a while….i grew to love her and she to me, I let her change me and I have not regretted it.

"I mean sure she drives me mad, crazy even at times…but she's my woman. She's my mate," Orihime looks down at her hands.

"I don't think that will ever happen with me," Orihime mutters, so quiet Grimmjow was not sure he had heard her correctly.

"It will," he replies just a quietly "Ulquiorra might seem all cold and horrible, but get to know him, he is not that bad a guy…although don't tell him I said that. I try and appear as if I think he is a pain in the ass. Cheer up Orihime, just try, he's apparently been through a great loss before, and by even talking to you he's trying."

Orihime nods with a small sigh, maybe he was misunderstood.

"I'll try," Orihime says. "I mean…what have I got to lose?"

Ichigo arrived with Rukia at Orihime's apartment and knocked. After no one opened the door they exchanged a look.

"Orihime?" Ichigo calls "Are you home?" he knocks again louder this time. To their left a woman walks out.

"She isn't home," the woman says "she didn't return from shopping last night."

"Um…thank you," Ichigo says before looking at Rukia "Where could she be?"

"I don't know," Rukia replies "but I have a bad feeling about this" Looking up Ichigo's eyes then widened. There on the roof of Orihime's apartment was a she demon.

"Rukia," Ichigo calls as the she demon disappears.

"I saw it," Rukia replies "It would appear that the demons have Orihime…."

"Then we have to get her back,"

A/N: So there we are, chapter two finished and longer than the first. I hope you all enjoyed and will have a Merry Christmas. Remember if there are any questions you have feel free to PM me J
~TheBat