Ulquiorra looked into her eyes for another minute, really wishing there was some way that the two could be together. He was a hollow, that was true. He was meant to destroy, to kill and bring nothing but sadness and yet…he felt that he could be something more…or at least feel emotions that were never meant to be felt by any hollow. In her eyes he could see such sorrow, sorrow that would have normally made no difference to him. He couldn't deny his feelings for her as much as he wanted to. Finally, he was beginning to understand this thing that the humans called "heart."
"Maybe it can," she pleaded, "how do you know that it can't? No one ever tried!" She looked at him with eyes so sorrowful that he had to hold himself back from pulling her into his arms and pressing her head against his chest. He pulled his hand away from her face and closed his eyes, hoping the answer would become clearer if he could just concentrate.
"It would not work. Not with how things are now." He turned toward the exit of her room and then looked back at her. "I will try and think of a way. Until then, woman," he bowed his head slightly and made his way out into the large halls of Las Noches. Despite telling her he would try and think of a way, he was sure there was none. A human and a hollow just would not….then it hit him. He could not change that he was a hollow but they could change the fact that Orihime was a human. But to do that…he shuttered a little. She would need to die and then Lord Aizen would need to be willing to use the Hougyoku's power on her. It would be such a huge gamble, one he did not believe she would take, even if it was for love. He would need to think of another way and quickly. He knew that, with Ichigo's power and stubbornness, it was only a matter of time until they would come to rescue her. If that happened, she may change her mind about staying with him and then it would be all over. He would never ever let that happen. The only option he saw was her death…it wasn't pleasant, and he would need to convince Aizen that her powers would be even more useful as an arrancar, but it was the only way. It was settled then, he would discuss it with her over this game she called chess.
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She had never felt this depressed in her entire life, not since her brother had died when she was a young girl. Everything seemed to be crumbling around her and she knew she could do absolutely nothing to stop it. Her powerlessness hurt her to the core of her very being. If only she was stronger, if only she could be something more, maybe she wouldn't be so useless all the time. She had always believed that she was able to help her friends as much as she wanted to, that just her will would be enough to help them, but now she knew that was so wrong. Now, she was letting the man she loved escape from her grasp only because she wasn't nearly strong enough to be with him. A human and an arrancar…she knew it wouldn't work. He was on a completely different level than her. And yet…she could tell that he wanted it to work, too. Just the look in his eyes and the way he had touched her face, it was so sincere. She clenched her fists and closed her eyes, thinking as hard as she could for anything that might solve that problem. There was nothing. She knew that either her friends had already labeled her as a traitor or were on their way to save her…either way, they would be fighting against the arrancar she loved. She saw no way out of this love or this never-ending battle between hollows or humans. She sat and cried in frustration and sorrow with her knees to her chest. She knew it wouldn't help at all to cry…but she just couldn't hold in any of her frustration anymore. Laying down, she cried herself to sleep, wishing and hoping that things would resolve themselves if they were meant to be together.
AN: Everyone, I am very sorry this chapter is so short and not that good at all. Please bear with me, I am very busy and I have a very BAD case of writers block. So, until the next chapter, ja ne!