Orihime heard him before she saw him, which was not something that normally happened. Ulquiorra was ridiculously quiet and fast that she almost never even got the chance to see him when he would drop off her food or come to a decision to grill her for answers.
He didn't look quite well. He was paler then usual and his black raven soft straight hair was a little messy like he was combing his fingers all the way through it. He seemed to have black shades under his emerald green eyes and his eyes were looking in the direction of the ground that gave the impression his eyes were closed. His lips were a little parted from each other and he seemed to be in a bundle of thought.
She contemplation back to the conversation they once had, when he had told her that Aizen-'sama' was planning on making her an Arrancar. She had thought a lot about it, and tried to think of why he would want to do such a thing. Was it so that she could never be able to return back to her friends and the soul society with the dishonor of becoming the same as their opponent? But she didn't feel like that made sense. After all, its not like she could escape even if she wanted too, she was too fragile and her powers were not so much the combating type.
She then thought that perhaps when someone is transformed into an Arrancar or Espada that it… brainwashed him or her. It would make sense why all these Espada go along with Aizan-'sama's orders despite the reality that he himself is a Reaper, and an enemy to them. Fair enough she concluded, that must have be it, when she is turned into an Arrancar she will lose her unbound self-control and only be able to serve Aizen-'sama'.
Looking up at Ulquiorra, she met his eyes. It looked as if he was having an inner disagreement with himself.
"What's wrong Ulquiorra?" she asked with ingenuousness. He may not be her friend or her beloved person, but he was the only one she could… converse with.
He looked taken aback, but like usual he masked his expression in a matter of seconds. To her absolute surprise he then sat on the couch near her feet. He looked almost like he was in pain.
"Oh! Are you hurt? Come on now! I'm here to heal you guys! Don't be embarrassed!" Orihime said with light laughter in her voice. "Just show me where it is okay?"
Ulquiorra looked like he was even more pain but this time it seemed to only to be his pride. He then went to the zipper of his sweater and began to remove his clothes. She could see his thin but very masculine neck.
His skin was so pale, and she had thought seeing this man half naked would definitely relinquish any bothering urges that seemed to be coming into her mind lately, but it did the opposite. He was her kidnapper, her captor, and then man who promised to end her life when Aizen-'sama' was done with her. He simply sat his fine ass on her couch and had his entire beautiful chest exposed. He was not especially muscular but she could see his defined 'V' shape muscle near the end of his waist, he also had a strong looking chest. His arms were thin but also muscular. He had his elbows on his knees and his hands clasped together, so his bicep's and forearms where definitely viewable.
Orihime licked her lips and she saw what the damage was. The left side of his lower back and some of it extending to his hips was a nasty burn. "Who did this to you!" she asked before she realized who she was talking too.
He looked at her, already in pain and annoyance that ate at his pride, but he was definitely angry that she dared to even ask him a question without getting permission first. "It doesn't matter woman, can you repair it or not?" he asked with lots of irritation in his voice. Repair? Does this man honestly see his body as a machine to kill and hurt people rather than a body that gives him freedom and life?
Orihime sighed. Aside from his weird wording what did she expect? Ulquiorra to be a little nicer to her just because she was going to healing his wounds? She should have known better, as the sinking feeling of disappointment lowered itself into her gut.
She fixed her eyes on his wound and then began to treat it.
"I'm finished," she told him after about almost 40 minutes of horrible silence. The entire time he refused to look at her and she simply concentrated on his wound. His wound. It was bad; He must have been off guard when attacked. She wondered who would do such a thing. She of course would understand why she would want to perhaps hurt him, but why would any Espada want to hurt there fellow comrade?
He didn't thank her or say anything at all. She guessed his pride was already damaged enough for one day. He then picked up his sweater and started to dress himself. He seemed in a lot less pain and for that she was happy. She was never one to wish pain upon others, not even her enemy's.
"YOUR PREGNANT?" he yelled at me.
"Yes… but can we talk about this latter, I'm quite sleepy, and I really hope you'll keep this to yourself" I said in a yawn putting my bag down and headed towards my kitchen for some water.
"Too late. I already told him," Grim stated.
Before I could fully comprehend whom he meant I dropped the glass of water, and it began to spill everywhere.
"You told Ulquiorra? That I am pregnant?" I shouted at him, not caring that the glass had cut my legs up when it fell and splattered all over the floor.
"Huh? Oh no, I wanted to confirm it for myself first" Grim looked a little guilty and she guessed this was because he could have realized that he could have approached this discussion a little better to way better.
"Wait what did you tell him then?" I asked rather confused. If he didn't tell Ulquiorra about this baby then what did he 'already' tell him.
I looked at him again from head to toe. He was not in his Espada clothes that he always wore but instead he was dressed in light blue jeans and a darker blue sweater. He actually looked quite nice. But that was beside the point.
"That you were alive and yeah… still human," He said without making contact with me.
My eyes widened as I once again repressed the memories that came with his confession. "I don't understand why you are here though Grim, what are you remaining Espada planning? And why are you dressed so… human?" I needed answers and fast. But as fate has done so in the past, it keeps information from me till the very last moment.
Grim looked away from me.
"Don't you dare lie to me!"? I threatened; I would not let anyone keep information from me any longer.
"I'm not suppose to tell you" he said but quickly added "and I'm especially not suppose to tell you that Ulquiorra, he, the reason I'm here, is to protect you"
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The romance thickens and the plot becomes more involved in the next chapters.
