A/N- Hey Guys! First real chapter!! Please leave a review telling me how I can improve. I will try to write characters as in character as possible, but I might have to bend them a little for the sake of the story. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach

Chapter 1

News and the Silver Shadow

It was a dark, miserable day in Hueco Mundo, but then again, when wasn't it? Pale moonlight shone through metal bars, into the small room where Orihime was being held captive.

She stared sadly at the unmoving, unchanging moon. She felt the cold weight of her captivity on her soul, and thought about her friends. They had invaded Soul Society to save Rukia, and she had no doubt they would come for her. But this place was different of Soul Society. They didn't stand a chance against the powerful forces stirring in this place. The idea of Ichigo fighting Aizen, in all his terrible power, made her quake in fear. Ichigo loved to be the hero, but he also couldn't tell when he was outmatched. If any of her friends got hurt because of her, she would never forgive herself.

A soft knock came at the door, and she didn't move at all. She waited for Ulquiorra to come in and tell her to eat her food, or else he'd force it down her throat, or give it to her via an IV. She waited, but when the door opened, it was not Ulquiorra's voice that spoke.

"My, you seem so gloomy. A princess really should smile more often."

Orihime whipped around in horror, coming face to face with Aizen. She gasped softly, and took frightened steps back. He was smiling, which made her more afraid. His gentle, almost mocking words still hung in the air, tainting it, until Orihime felt she couldn't breathe. Gin Ichimaru wasn't far behind him, she realized. Great. As is Aizen wasn't enough. Why did he have to come too?

Aizen said casually," I needed to talk to you. I considered having you be brought to me, but then I thought that was too impersonal. So I decided to come visit you to tell you the great news."

He flash stepped behind her, and before her brain could follow him he leaned over and whispered in her ear," I am going to make you my wife. No longer shall you be a princess, but a queen. And what a fine queen you'll make."

She gasped and stumbled back, which unintentionally brought her closer to Aizen. She twisted and stared disbelievingly at her captors.

Aizen was smiling.

Ichimaru was smiling.

She was hyperventilated.

Orihime had no idea how to deal with this, so she did what she did best. She completely rejected it. She folded it up and tucked it into a deep corner of her mind, where she wouldn't have to think about it until she was alone, where it was ok to break down and sob. Around these demons, she had to be strong.

Desperate to keep her mind off the events that had just taken place, she turned to Aizen and asked," Why is he here?" She pointed in Ichimaru's general direction. He stuck his lower lip out in a hurt puppy face.

"Cruel words, and here I thought we were pals."

She shuddered internally. She found herself missing Ulquiorra's cold silence toward her. She would take that any day over Ichimaru's creepy smile and sarcastic words. She kept looking at Aizen, waiting for his answer.

"Ulquiorra's going on a long mission all day, so Gin kindly offered to cover for him."

"Wasn't there anybody else who could do it? Anybody at all?" She was pleading at this point.

Aizen's smile was patronizing. "I think Nnoitra was available. I can ask him if you'd like."

She stiffened against him, cringing. He chuckled," I'll take that as a 'no thank you'. I'm afraid I must be going. This kingdom won't rule itself."

He started walking out, but stopped when he came to Ichimaru in the doorway. He said, just barely loud enough for her to hear," Behave yourself, Gin. She's mine."

And with that, he left them alone with each other.

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"So what's your favorite color?"

For the past half hour, Gin Ichimaru had been sprawled on the couch in her room, asking her all kinds of weird and random questions, to which she responded with sad silence. That didn't seem to dampen his spirit, because he just kept asking her questions, then going on, as if she had answered.

But that seemed to bore him, because he eventually started answering for her.

"So how do you feel about marrying Aizen?" He asked.

"Not so good," He replied in a high-pitched imitation of her voice," Now I'll never get to be with you, Gin. After all the time I spent thinking about you, and all the dreams I had about you on this very couch."

She gasped in embarrassment, and felt burning heat rise up to her cheeks. Gin seemed very pleased with her reaction, and his grin widened.

"You don't have to be here, you know. Ulquiorra would only check on me and bring me meals. That's totally fine with me," She said softly, hoping he would take the hint and leave her alone.

He obviously had other plans. Turning so she could see his evil smile, he replied," It's not safe for pretty young girls to be left alone, don'tcha know. Lots of bad people are roaming these halls."

She felt a fresh wave of fear for the man on her couch. He had a teasing side, but he also had a cruel, heartless side. She couldn't underestimate him. Aizen wouldn't let him harm her, but she certainly didn't want to test that with Ichimaru. He struck her as someone who knew how to find loopholes and bend rules.

She inched away from him, towards the opposite corner of the room. She curled up into a ball in the corner, face turned away from him, and squeezed her eyes closed. She had hoped the new distance between them would comfort her, but instead it just made her feel cornered. He's on the other side of the room. He's on the other side of the room. No matter how many times she repeated this thought, it brought her no comfort. It really wouldn't take him long to get to her side if he wanted to.

"Hey," he called from the couch," Whatcha doing over there? Are ya scared of me? If you are, you're not being very smart. You should never turn your back on someone your scared of."

He flash stepped to her corner, and knelt down, trapping her. She could feel his hot breath on her neck as her whispered," 'Cause then you won't see them coming."

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A/N- Gin is really fun to write! I kind of exaggerated him though. This chapter was a lot shorter than I had hoped, but next chapter will have more action. FYI- this isn't Aizen+Orihime, for the most part, but they do have some moments. Please review! Constructive criticism is love!