Love Colloid Chapter 3
I do not own bleach. If I did, I would have killed off Ichigo and Rukia, and had Ulquiorra and Orihime be the main characters. Ichiruki does not exist. Ulquihime does.
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First period ended as the bell rung. Ulquiorra leisurely packed his belongings, which included his notebook and writing utensils. Once he finished, he turned to his side and realized Orihime was gone. His eyes widened for a mere second as he glanced around, in search of his best friend.
Suddenly, a hand swung around his shoulder. Ulquiorra turned to see Grimmjow wildly smirking at him. "I would leave her be if I were you." The blue haired teen commented through his grin. Ulquiorra shrugged him off and headed for the door, not noticing as Grimmjow mumbled under his breath, "I guess he'll figure it out the hard way." He sighed.
Once Ulquiorra reached the next class, he noticed Orihime was crowded around a group of people. The same from the class before except the orange head boy wasn't there, as well as the one with red spiky hair. Instead, there was a Hispanic teen with immense muscles, whose face was being covered by his brown hair. The other had raven hair and his glasses were flashing a light radiating from the sun.
Ulquiorra shielded his face as the light bounced into his eyes. Once he regained his composure, he noticed one seat next to Orihime that was vacant. He rushed towards is as he saw another student eye it. Once he sat down, he began glaring at her, for running off without him. She was so caught up in her conversation with that same green haired girl, Orihime didn't notice. That was until his pools of emerald began to bore holes in her body. She spun suddenly at his presence.
"Why did you leave without me?"
Orihime started out with, "Oh well, Neliel," she pointed to said person, "wanted to show me something, and before I could tell you she pulled me out of the classroom and then-"
The bell rung suddenly. Ulquiorra sighed. He was about to say something until the teacher walked in, starting second period.
Ten minutes after class began, a knock was at the door. The red haired teacher opened it and in walked Grimmjow. He handed her a pass and unhurriedly walked towards the closest vacant seat. Ulquiorra looked up from his work and glanced over at his back. He remembered what Grimmjow had said, "I would leave her be if I were you."
The thought caused him to scowl. What did he know, and further more, it was none of his business. Grimmjow shot his head around and gave Ulquiorra a look, which surprised him dearly. It was one that showed fear, pity, dread, but still has that smile. Emerald eyes further examined him as they were met with a bloody hand. Grimmjow noticed what Ulquiorra was staring at and quickly shielded his injured appendage.
Grimmjow inwardly sighed. 'When should I tell him what'll happen if he continues this. I don't want to see another one get hurt.' He stared off at the board and drowned out all noises as he continued to ruminate on this situation.
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School ended and Grimmjow was walking down the street. The sun was beginning it's decent down the horizon. His book bag was slumped over his back as he made his down the street.
He came to a halt and looked over his shoulder, making sure he wasn't being followed, this slipped into a nearby alley. Barely any light was not visible as the sun now had only a few rays of shine lighting the darkened sky.
Grimmjow passed building after building as he walked deeper into this alley. Finally a dead end came. He bit his lower lip walked up to the door at the end. He hesitated for a moment, but then knocked. Immediately a voice from behind asked, "password?" in a raspy voice.
Grimmjow sighed and mumbled, "Espada"
The door swung open and Grimmjow creaked through the door, into the depended darkness.
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He was now sitting at a circular table, along with other men with cigars in their mouths. A small light hung from the ceiling, which was the only means of lighting.
The man in the main seat had brown hair, known as Aizen Sosuke. "Lets begin the meeting." He turned to his right hand man, Gin Ichimaru, then to his left, Tousen. "Is their any news discussing the espada in school?" He now had his eyes locked on Grimmjow. Although their were other men at the meeting as well, Grimmjow was the only one based at a school.
He nodded and began, "Neliel Tu still refuses to rejoin the espada. She avoids all of the current members and hangs out with Kurosaki Ichigo, along with his friends. It is believed that they are now in a relationship."
Grimmjow hated talking like that. All serious and straight to the point, like a robot, but that was the way he had to act around the leader of the gang he was in, the Espada.
Aizen nodded and slowly shut his eyes. "I see. Anything else?"
"Yes" Grimmjow answered, "We have two new students at Karukara High. One being Ulquiorra Schiffer, the other Orihime Inoue."
"Are any of them Espada material?" Aizen asked.
"Mhmm. Ulquiorra Schiffer. He would make a great attraction and would be helpful to us. He already looks and acts the part, but he refuses to join."
"How about Inoue?"
"She has already taken a liking to the friends of Kurosaki. I'm not sure, and I think Neliel has already told her about us. But…." Grimmjow paused, "….I'm not sure of their relationship, it seems though, she's a close friend to Ulquiorra."
Aizen shook his head, "That'll never do, no one who has any relation with that dam Isshin's son can be part of this."
"Ulquiorra is not friends with Kurosaki. Only Inoue is. It seems that she is his only friend."
A sly smile painted across Aizen's face. "Hmm, that's even better." He paused for a moment and looked at the blue haired teen straight in the eye. "Grimmjow, I want to you find out Ulquiorra and Inoue's relationship, then use that to your advantage to separate them. I want Ulquiorra. Do what you have to do."
He nodded.
"Next meeting will be one week from now."
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The next day was Saturday. Ulquiorra and Orihime unfortunately were only able to attend one day of school this week, the move had been hectic after all.
Ulquiorra strolled down the streets of this new town, dressed in jeans and a white buttoned up shirt, the collars were popped.
The sun was just beginning to rise and the sounds of birds could be heard, waking up the others who were still asleep. The sky was tinted with pink and yellow and the clouds were the colors of purple and blue. What a sight to behold, but Ulquiorra had something else, which seemed more beautiful then this scene, in his mind.
Orihime….
Today, like every Saturday, the two friends would go out on the town, enjoying their companionship. One might consider it a date, but the hell with it. As if Ulquiorra knew what that is and Orihime was to naive to figure it out herself. And although this was a new town, nothing would change what the two of them had been doing since the 6th grade.
He strode onto the footsteps of Orihime's apartment building. He dialed in the number pad Orihime's room number…
'46'
….and the machine began to call her room.
"Hello?"
"Ready to go?"
"Oh Ulquiorra, yes. I'll be there in a second."
She hung up. Ulquiorra leaned on the wall next to the door, waiting. He could hear footsteps and chatter from inside and….
-BAM-
The door flew open and bashed into Ulquiorra's face. His whole head immediately numbed and he reached up to grasp his nose, in fear that it was bleeding.
"Oi! Ulquiorra! I'm so sorry!""
The door was removed from his body. He looked up to see Orihime staring at him warily. "I'm so sorry, I didn't me-" She was cut short as Ulquiorra's free hand rose to her face, one of his fingers now on her lips. "No." was all he said.
She nodded, knowing what he meant. No matter how much she could argue it was her fault, the glare he would always give her shut her up right away. But not in a bad way, and it wasn't like his eyes were pleading her to cease her chatter, just to not blame herself for anything.
'She's to perfect to be blamed......'
His hand pulled away from his face…
…no blood…
…..and reached out to grasp her hand. "Come." He said quietly.
Orihime nodded and the two walked away from her apartment building and down the sidewalk. The sun was now starting to show it's true form. It was not to hot though and the clouds in the sky lightened the mood. Shadows began to extend from the trees and houses of the small town, all in all, giving the atmosphere a homey feeling.
Ulquiorra walked silently, listening as Orihime hummed a tune. He finally acknowledged what she was wearing. A pair of light green skinny jeans, and gray t-shirt with the word "midori" in green, and silver flats. All in all, it showed off her curves.
After about ten minutes, the two stopped at a park. The gate was locked and Orihime decided to continue walking, until his hand grasped hers.
"Ulquiorra," she started, "the park isn't opened." He glared at her for a moment and she could have sworn a small smirk made its way across her face. For only an instant though…
He released her and reached into his pocket. After a little digging, he pulled out a silver key. Ulquiorra held it up for a moment, and then turned back to the beautifully decorated black gate. All the while, Orihime stared dumbfounded. He slid the key in and opened the gate.
Quickly, he placed the key back in his pocket and reached for Orihime's hand again, as he pulled her through.
A path of smooth pebbles surrounded by grass, and hibiscus flowers. Nearby, an elegant fountain sprayed water, giving the scene a touch of grace,
Orihime stared in aw. "Ulquiorra…" she started, still staring at the beauty, "This doesn't look like a public park." He nodded, "That's because its not. It's a private one." He replied in his melancholic tone of voice, along with its all to familiar expression.
"Then how did you get the key?" she asked, finally looking up to meet his gaze. "I work here. So I have a key to get inside."
Her eyes widened, "Wow"
Ulquiorra had enough explaining. He set off, not looking to see if Orihime was following, because he knew she would. Indeed she did. He followed the trail of pebbles, not exactly sure where they would lead.
Thankfully, the sun was being covered with a swarm of clouds, taking the heat away from their stroll. After about ten minutes in walking in silence, the two found a bench to rest.
Orihime sighed a sigh with content. Ulquiorra stared straight ahead. That feeling was coming back again. 'Where the hell is this coming from?' He let out a stiff grumble as he swallowed down the feeling of having her body against his.
"Ulquiorra?"
His head snapped in her direction. He had almost all of it down, why did she have to speak? Her voice brought all the temptations he felt reach climax again. He slowly nodded on recognition.
"I think it's starting to rain," she looked up at the sky as a drop of water fell on her nose. She flinched at it and Ulquiorra felt his heart drop. She turned back to him, "..maybe we should go find someplace to stand under."
He forced it down into the pit of his stomach and nodded. She was right, it was starting to rain, and with that, the two set off out of the park.
The rain began to pound, but the two walked slowly, not even deciding to speed up their pace. Ulquiorra liked the rain. He wasn't sure why but he thought it had to do with tears. He can never recall himself crying, the only proof of its existence for him was when Orihime cried. And every time she did, he would reach up to touch the drops of salty water with his finger, then place it on his face to see how it felt……nothing.
The rain brought that feeling of tears running from his eyes. He still couldn't figure out though, why he wanted to feel this sensation. Was it so he could relate to Orihime the next time she cried? He didn't know, all he knew was that he liked the rain.
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The phone rung, which was immediately answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey Nel, it's Ichigo."
A huge smile plastered across Nel's face as she sat in her living room, dressed in PJs, talking on the phone, with her boyfriend. She always had a crush on Ichigo, even when she was a member of the Espada. Of course, she never wanted to join. That blue haired teen would pressure her and pressure her into joining, as if it would be better that way, and she fell for his trap.
She had furthered herself from her crush and the pain was terribly remorseful. Although it took a lot of work , she had managed to escape. Sometimes, she would be cornered on the street from Espada club members, wanting to exterminate her, but she always won. Her best friends Tatski and Rukia had taught her how taught her a few moves.
There was one occasion when she was unable to protect herself, they were just to strong that time and abducted her. As soon as Ichigo found this out, the realization of his feeling for her were born and he fought with as many members to bring her home. That was where their relationship started, after he had saved her. It was now seven months later, and she was now being cornered in the streets of Karukura less and less.
It was a lot of work. But she was finally free from Aizen.
"Hello~! Ichi! Whats up?!" She stared into the rain as it pummeled the window.
"I was at training, waiting to talk for it to finish so I can talk to you again." A blush spread across her face. Ichigo was indeed in martial arts. His father had encouraged him to rejoin after his mother had died. Thankfully, Tatski was still in it, so he had a friend. Now he was a master, and surpassed her ten fold.
"Wanna do something later?" Ichigo asked over the phone.
"Sure! Hehe. What are you up for?" Nel giggled.
"What if I come over? Is that ok?" He asked.
The green haired girl smiled and replied, "Sure."
There was a moment of silence. "Nel, I have to tell you something important. I'll be there around three. Bye"
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Ulquiorra and Orihime now sat under a dirigible at another nearby park, except this one was public. It was already twelve thirty, about lunchtime. The both of them were now dried and relaxed under the shade as the sun returned.
"Would you like to go somewhere to eat?" Ulquiorra asked, after wanting to hear her voice again. She looked up tot him lazily, "Sure. There's a ramen restaurant on my street. Wanna go?"
Ulquiorra nodded and they stood up, walking towards Orihime's street.
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The two now sat in the small restaurant, both halfway done with their meals.
Ulquiorra looked over at Orihime and realized there was something……..
….he reached for a napkin and began to wipe her cheek, with oh so much grace. She was startled by this and glanced his way, only to see his eyes preoccupied with something. He had stopped wiping, and was now staring at her skin.
Orihime laughed it off. She was already used to the weird way Ulquiorra acted.
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Ichigo sat in Nel's living room. Still dressed in his kimono from martial arts. His orange hair was messed up too.
"What was it ya wanted to talk about Ichi?" Nel asked, huddled on the couch, which was across from the orange head teen.
"I'm worried about that new girl, Orihime."
Ichigo, Nel, Rukia, Renji, Chad, Uryu, and Tatski all had met Orihime and immediately allowed her in their group of friends. But it was different with Ulquiorra. One look at him and they immediately knew where he belonged, with the Espadas. Ichigo had seen Grimmjow talking with the melancholic teen, which only further raised his suspicions. He told this to Nel, which was why she continued to glare angrily at Ulquiorra during class.
Orihime seemed like a nice girl, and she didn't want the same thing to happen with her, that she had to already deal with, the after pain still slowly rotting away.
"On my way here, I saw her and that new kid Ulquiorra in a restaurant. We have to……." Ichigo couldn't quite find the words. Nel stared at him. "I know…." She started, lowering her gaze, "I don't want her to go through the same thing I did."
Ichigo nodded, "You know what he have to do then?" he asked.
"Yes. We have to get Orihime away from that guy. It's only a matter of time when he joins, and she'll be caught up in the mess even if she doesn't join herself, by simply being friends with him."
-I don't want to be alone again-
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Wow. Almost two weeks since I last updated this story. Amazing eh? You know what I find queer, the fact that Nel in this story is in Orihime's situation in original Bleach, right? Yah well….this took a while to write. Oh ya~ got a boyfriend. Whoo hoo! He's as much as a bleach fan as me, except he doesn't support ulquihime. But he hates rukia and ichiruki as mucg as I do, which is all in all good. 8th grade is going ok........so yah~ review please.
