Hey! Sorry it took me sooo long. ^^ A few notes.

Yesh, I made up some stuff, but only so it adds to the Ulqi_Hime plot. ^^

And I don't really know If Orhime's room has a bathroom, (Or if Hueco Mundo has plumbing for that matter.) but Yeah, XD

Also, I don't really support IchiRuki, but I didn't want to put IchiTatsuki. Or anything.

Ulquiorra

He walked quietly down the hall way.

"I'm coming in"

She turned her head to look at him as he entered. He scanned her face.

"Hmm. It seems you've noticed. It appears that idiot Nnoitora got impatient. Even though he was given an order to wait in his place."

"Sado-kun is not dead. He's not dead…"

Ulquiorra's green eye moved to study her. He turned swiftly, "Enter." He called, not going any louder from the usual volume of his voice.

As the servant pushed the cart in the room, he told her, "Dinner time. Eat."

"I don't need it." Orihime said.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but went back to normal before she had time to blink. He was sure she saw it.

'Why does this woman always do this?'

"It is our duty to preserve your life until Aizen-sama calls for you. So eat." He waved off the servant.

As soon as the servant was gone, his eyes narrowed slightly, again, but didn't gain any emotion.

"Don't do this again." He said to her icily.

She looked away and he lost his patience.

"Shall I force it down your throat? Or do you want me to tie you down and give you IVs?"

His voice never showing a hint of his feelings, which to him was a bad thing to have. This woman always seemed to bring them out of him, despite him not even having any since he met her.

"Sado-kun is not dead…"

Ulquiorra sighed. "Such persistence…Dead or alive, ether way will do."

When she didn't look up, he continued, "What would you have me say? 'Don't worry; I'm sure he's still alive'? … I'm not here to comfort you."

Ulquiorra studied her face, trying not to think about the beauty shown on her face, even though every inch of her face showed her misery.

"I don't understand. Why are you so fixated on life and death?" This time she looked up to face him, shock written across her face.

Although his question was pinned at her nakama, Ulquiorra had a different thought to it. Technically, he was dead. He shook off these thoughts; it wasn't going to make this any easier.

"At any rate, your friends will soon be annihilated. So what if that's one step closer?"

'Such a strong reaction…'

He could see the hurt on her face. He wanted to just turn and leave her be, but he just kept on talking, in the same expressionless monotone.

"They should've seen this coming for the start."

"… Stop it…"

For half a second he thought he was going to.

'I have to drive this into her skull, or else she will never get it.' He told himself, but really he wanted her to hate him. He resolved this before he even came here. He didn't want her to love him; he didn't want the burden of love. He was born to kill, that is and forever will be his duty. And part of that curse is that he could never love her. She belonged with her nakama, Ichigo Kurosaki, although that wasn't going to happen anyway.

Less than a second had passed, and he continued,

"If they couldn't see it coming, then the fault lies in there own foolishness. Launching them off as a group of idiots would be sufficient. Why can't you do that? If it were me, and my friends entered Hueco Mundo without first gauging their strength, I'd be infuriated by there stupidity."

He saw it perfectly. She ran the few feet separating them, and hit him, right across the face, snapping it to the side.

Ulquiorra's eye swirled slowly back to her face.

Orihime was panting loudly.

He turned his face to look at her, not moving his eyes.

'There. '

Ulquiorra turned swiftly, "I will return in one hour, if you have not eaten by then, I will bind you and force you to eat. You can count on that, Inoue Orihime."

He let the door shut behind him.

Ulquiorra stood listening to her cries from outside the door, before walking away.

What he done was right. He knew that. He needed to break the ties before she got too connected.

He had no doubt, her nakama would not succeed with their task, so she could never end up with the one she so obviously cares for. But that didn't mean she should fall in love with him, her being alone was better than that. So Ulquiorra resolved to break her love for him, before it got to strong. He only wished he could have done the same for himself.

Orihime

How… How could he be so cold? Orihime didn't want to think about it anymore, she had just finished crying. Everyone was doing this for her.

Why couldn't they understand? She needed to do something, only she can do. They where getting hurt… For her.

She looked at the cart of untouched food.

Looking down, Orihime counted in her head.

'I think about 30 minutes has passed from now and then… that gives me time before he comes back.'

Walking over to the trays, Orihime studied the food there. There was a bowl of soup and water.

She made a disgusted face and snatched both off the table by her chair. Orihime ran to the bathroom and dumped both in the sink.

"I'm coming in… I see you have eating everything."

Turning, she saw the servant Arrancar gather the empty bowls and cup. Ulquiorra waved him away, and stood there, studying her.

"I'm glad, I didn't want to have want to force feed you."

She said nothing; all she did was look at him.

They stood, watching each other, each waiting for the one to turn away from the other.

'Why won't he just leave…?'

She couldn't bear it anymore. She looked away.

Ulquiorra studied her for a few more seconds before turning and walking towards the door. "I will be back to check on you soon."

With a loud Thud the door closed.

Orihime fell to her knees.

'Why? Why did I let my self get attached to a... a... monster like him! I had forgotten that he wasn't alive; I had forgotten he wasn't human…'

A single tear spilled over from her watery eyes, and she slowly wiped it away.

Orihime got her legs out from under her and leaned against the wall. She hugged her knees close to her body and rested her head on them.

'It seems all the men I love, never love me back…'

She knew Ichigo loved Rukia, but she couldn't help be love him, but then, she threw that love away, for she loved someone new.

Yes, she knew, as much as she tried to deny it, she loved Ulquiorra.

Even after Ulquiorra being so cold to her.

Even if Ulquiorra wasn't living.

Even if Ulquiorra didn't love her back.

Ulquiorra

He walked down the corridor. Ulquiorra was heading towards the spot where he sensed Ichigo Kurosaki. Just as he was about o go down the stair way, there he was.

He stopped running; it seemed he just noticed his shinigami friend, Rukia Kuchiki, had fallen.

"You noticed? And here I thought you where a child who possessed only raw power… But it would seem you have surprisingly decent senses as well."

Ichigo turned to face Ulquiorra. "You're… Your…"

'It seems this shinigami remembers me.'

"It's been a while… Shinigami."

Ulquiorra started to descend the stair case.

"You're… Ulquiorra!" The teenager stuttered.

"You remember my name? Yet I don't recall telling it to you."

He reached the bottom.

"Whatever. Kuchiki Rukia is dead." He finished

"What did… You say?"

Ulquiorra didn't necessarily dislike his enemies, he killed them simply because they where that, the enemy.

But he couldn't help but hate Ichigo Kurosaki. And it was for only one simple reason, Orihime Inoue loved him.

Ulquiorra hated to admit it to himself, but that little fact made him want to kill this boy on the spot.

"More accurately, she and the noveno espada killed each other at the same time. He body was slashed all over, and impaled by a spear. She is no longer living."

"Don't give me that bull shit," Ichigo snarled, "Rukia's reiatsu faded just now, you're not even fighting her, how would you -"

"Cognition synchronization." Ulquiorra said cutting him off, "It is one of the noveno espada's abilities as well as one of his duties. He is able to convey all of the information about the enemy he's fought to all of his comrades instantaneously."

'That means Orihime had seen her friend die…'

He pitied the girl for having to see that. If it was in his power, he would have stopped her from seeing it.

In that moment Ichigo turned and ran toward the direction of his fallen comrade.

"Where are you going?"

"To save Rukia," Ichigo answered.

"I believe I told you she's dead."

"I don't believe you."

"Stubborn aren't we? Is it alright to leave without killing me first?" Ulquiorra asked, although he knew the shinigami couldn't.

"I have no reason to fight you." Ichigo answered as he began walking away for him.

"What do you mean…?"

"You are an enemy… but you yourself have yet to harm any of my friends."

"I see… What if I where to tell you that I where the one who brought Inoue Orihime to Hueco mundo?"

In a second, Ichigo came at him, hard.

Such a strong reaction, when all Ulquiorra had said was one sentence, and he lost his temper.

'He wouldn't have come at me if I hadn't said it… '

It was obvious that Ichigo Kurosaki cared for Orihime.

This bothered him, he didn't know why; Orihime had a lot of people who cared about her. Maybe it was her love for this man, he couldn't guess.

But right then, he knew when this fight was over, Ichigo Kurosaki would be dead, and he would make sure of that.

Orihime

Orihime woke up when she felt Kurosaki's reiatsu vanish.

"Kuro…sa…ki… Kun…"

Just then she heard the click of the door opening.

"Ulqui…" She started, before she saw it was not him who was entering her room.

"Looky, looky see? Out little princess is all alone…"

Sorry... Another short one. I think ima start writing 3 chapters at a time, then combine them into one. ^^

Hope you like.

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