After Orihime ducked from the computer screen, Matsumoto sighed. "Come on Orihime, this guy knows you. Come and talk to him!" Matsumoto grabbed one of Orihime's legs now that she was on all fours and try to pull her back into the seat.
"Do you know who that is?" Orihime squealed between breaths as she tried to crawl away. "They're espada!"
Matsumoto dropped Orihime's leg as she ran into her room and locked the door. She turned to the computer screen, still only wearing a bra and skirt and stared at the two men. Yup, she recognized their uniform and hollow masks.
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Grimmjow almost began drooling as Matsumoto sat back down in front of the computer, her chest shaking with each movement.
Ulquiorra was still recovering from what he just saw. The images of Matsumoto lifting Orihime's shirt, her ducking, then her squeals and pleading as the shinigami pulled at her legs.
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"Ah, Orihime's right, you two are espada. I guess that means it's time to shut you off." Matsumoto's hand reached out for the mouse, and right before she was about to click the red X, which would close the browser, Ulquiorra called out.
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After Matsumoto's statement, it was now or never for Ulquiorra. If she logged off now, it would be impossible to get matched up with her. So he called out, "Wait." Before Matsumoto could log off.
"May I speak with Orihime Inoue?" he asked.
Grimmjow stood behind him shocked by what the former cuatro espada just said. He always thought something fishy was going on between Ulquiorra and Orihime, but now his suspicions only raised.
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Matsumoto was bored with the computer now, so she nodded the to green-eyed man and stood up. Grimmjow almost had a nosebleed getting a better look at her body.
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Orihime locked the door behind her and slid down the base of her door. She brought her knees close to her chest sighed.
"What just happen?" she muttered under her breath. Suddenly there was knocking on her door. "Orihime, one of those guys want to talk to you." Matsumoto cried from behind the white door of Orihime's room.
"Um, Ok." She called back, "I'll use the computer in my room."
With that said, Matsumoto walked back to the living room computer and said, "Orihime will log on using her computer, give her a sec." To the two espada .
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Ulquiorra waited patiently as one the box with Matsumoto disappeared, and supposedly, Orihime was logging back into the session from her computer. Grimmjow was on his bed, bored with the situation. No stripping girls for him. He was so bored, he didn't even care that Ulquiorra was in his room, using his computer.
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Orihime quickly shuffled through her closet and slipped on a light blue shirt, then made her way to the laptop that was opened on her desk. She was confused on who of the two espada wanted to talk to her, and why for that matter, but once she logged on, she only saw Ulquiorra's face.
"U-Ulquiorra?" she asked.
The teal eyed esapda nodded, "Orihime," he started, "I have something that I inquire of you."
A lump formed in Orihime's throat. 'What could he possibly want from me?'
"U-Um….w-what is it?" she asked quietly.
There was a moment of silence before he continued. "I would like to invite you over for tea."
Orihime's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Tea?" she asked. Ulquiorra nodded. But then in the back, Orihime heard Grimmjow yelling, "He means he would like you to go on a date with him!"
Her eyes widened. "A date?" she asked. Ulquiorra shrugged, "I guess you could call it that." Orihime's eyebrows relaxed as she thought of the situation. Aizen was dead so there was no threat, and none of the espada had anything against her, so it would be safe. But then she asked herself, 'Why is Ulquiorra asking me on a date?'
Well, the only way to find out was to go. Right?
"Um….." Orihime started, fiddling with her fingers in her lap. "S-Sure, I guess…..I, will….."
Without hesitation, Ulquiorra began speaking, "I will pick you up tomorrow night at eight. Dress casual."
And at that, Ulquiorra logged off.
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Ulquiorra turned to face Grimmjow, who he saw had a devilish grin painted across his face. "Real smooth"
Ulquiorra stood up. "Is that supposed to be an insult?" he asked sternly. Grimmjow widened his eyes. "What? No, it's a compliment dick head."
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The thoughts of what just happened spun through Orihime's head. Ulquiorra had always been stern, serious, and some might say 'mean', towards her, so why ask her on a date. But if Orihime knew anything, she sure knew she wasn't going to tell Matsumoto.
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This was only supposed to be a one shot. But so many people wanted it to be continued....so fine! DX
Also, have you guys read wutai flea's story, "Dendro Del Noche" Its good as hell! One of the best fan fictions I've ever read. READ IT OR I SHOOT YOU! D