AN: Hello readers! I'm sorry this took forever to update. School's been really taking all my time lately! GAAAH. It sucks, I know, I'm sorry. And OH, just in case you were wondering, I changed my Pen Name to EccentricCollision cause I think my first one was lame. Haha but hey it's still me :D

Anyway, I need your opinion. It seems this story's a little to heavy for a T rating. Should I switch it over to M? Let me know cause I'm curious and undecided. Hahaha )

I actually took the suggestion of SMILES208 for this one. Added a little twist to it since Grimmjow's just that type of man. Haha anyway, please R & R!


Ulquiorra was pissed. Oh yes, he was pissed like hell. He approved to the Student Exchange Program at Tokyo University because he knew that this was an opportunity to learn more, however, he didn't sign up for this. Being a prodigy doesn't qualify you for such a job, plus, he didn't want to share his knowledge to annoying humans. Nonetheless, he continued walking the long hallway composed and poised. His evening at the ball was disappointing and he concluded earlier in the morning that his day wouldn't get any better.

Today was his first Friday in his first week of school and next week, he will act as the substitute professor for MUSIC1 until Mr. Ukitake is in the right shape to teach the subject. He decided to make most of the day by learning a lot about the university, his subjects and what he's in for.

Events at the evening ball suddenly came to his mind. He remembered the woman he had danced with. It was a shame that he didn't get to see her face or even know her name. She was the only person who had made a notable impact on him ever since he set foot in Japan. She was different. She was innocent, elegant, sophisticated and the fact that she had only known his name when he took off his mask got him thinking. Her reaction when she saw his face was a mixture of shock, admiration and denial all at once.

He shook of his thoughts and sighed as he entered his first Friday morning class. As expected, all eyes were on him and the class couldn't help but gasp at the fact that the very Ulquiorra Cifer, music prodigy and world-renowned modern philosopher will be attending classes at the very same room.

He scanned the room for an empty seat and sat immediately beside the very confused Uryu Ishida. He spared a glance at the curious man and retreated back to reading a book that he purchased a couple of days before.

"You're Ulquiorra Cifer."

"I'm quite aware of my name." Ulquiorra replied sarcastically.

Uryu sent the eccentric man a mean look at the rude remark and no longer paid attention to him. Sometimes he thought that it was a good thing to finally be away from Ichigo and the others. They are great friends but sometimes, he just needed to be surrounded with genius people. Also, without Ichigo around, he was sure to get some alone time to talk to a certain auburn-haired woman.


"Shit man, do you even blink or smirk?"

The day was uneventful, Ulquiorra concluded, other than the fact that piles of college girls continuously follow him like a dog, watching his every move and taking pictures of him wherever he goes. The fact that he had to share a walk back to the apartment with Grimmjow is yet another cherry on top. Can this day get any worse?

"Oi ladies! How about some good time? My treat!" Grimmjow looked back at the group of girls following them and they shrieked and cheered and made all the irritating noise their pathetic human bodies could handle. Apparently, Ulquiorra spoke too soon.

"You can have your definition of fun but don't count me in." Ulquiorra simply stated, pacing forward but alas, Grimmjow has gripped his wrist and he knew what was going to happen next.


"Tatsuki, pleeeeeease! I don't want this at all!"

Orihime pleaded, wishing that her best friend would stop interfering with her personal affairs. In a few hours, Ichigo will be dropping by to pick her up. This was Tatsuki's plan all along. She was tired of Orihime's passive nature and she wanted to take care of the matter at hand. Her childhood frenemy and her best friend, the knight and the princess, it was the perfect match.

"Hime you look outstanding. There is no reason to be embarrassed. Besides, it's just going to be a night at the bar, a couple of drinks. You're of legal age and you just have to loosen up a bit and have fun. Besisdes, the Spa getaway's next week. Surely, you want it to be romantic and not awkward, am I right?"

"B-but but-"

"No buts! Just enjoy, make most of the night."

Orihime sighed. There was no getting through Tatsuki especially when she has her mind set on something. Ichigo still doesn't have even any clue about her feelings towards him. Then there's Ulquiorra and that Spa getaway. There's just a lot going on!

Orihime's thoughts were interrupted when the doorbell rang. Tatsuki immediately went to get the door and there was Ichigo. He earned a punch from Tatsuki, scolding him for being late then he moved towards the flushed auburn-haired woman.

"I take it that you're ready?" Ichigo smiled awkwardly. He just found out on his way to the apartment that what Tatsuki meant by a friendly chat with Orihime was actually a date at the diner. He knew Orihime well and she was like a little sister to him. He was there to protect her, share good and bad times with her and they are great buddies. He couldn't quite grasp the idea that Tatsuki chose him as a date from the ball the previous night to get the two of them together.

"Hai, Kurosaki-san.", was all that Orihime could answer.

Ichigo flashed a smile and led her out the dorm to his car. They both waved goodbye as Tatsuki couldn't help but feel that her plan is finally unraveling perfectly.


"ANOTHER ROUND!"

Grimmjow raised his empty beer bottle up as the girls moved closer to the popular brothers. Ulquiorra, though tempted to leave, had to watch over his brother or they'll both get in trouble when Hallibel learns about what they have been doing on the first week of classes. If there was one thing he could swear he was afraid of, it was Hallibel and her temper.

"C'MON ULQUIBITCH, GRAB A LADY AND HAVE SOME DRINK!"

From a distance, Ichigo and Orihime just entered the diner. Almost immediately, Ichigo has spotted the all-too-familiar blue-haired man drinking away with a lady on his lap, a couple of tables away. The woman started to unbutton her top. Almost on instinct, Ichigo raised his hand to cover Orihime's eyes. She's the type of girl who needn't have to see this. She was too naïve and innocent and he didn't want to risk getting beaten up by Tatsuki when she learns what he has gotten her best friend into.

A woman also made her way to Ulquiorra, straddling his lap and slowly taking off her shirt.

Ulquiorra has finally reached the end of his patience. Fuck his brother getting himself out of this mess, fuck the consequence of going home and Hallibel scolding him for what had happened on his first week of school. He was pissed and only god knows what he might do if this still continues.

He shoved the girl away from his lap, fixed up his collar and sleeves, left the table and walked away in disgust.

Ichigo has been too shocked about what's been happening that he failed to keep track of his "date". He scanned the venue for her but failed to see where she has gone because of the crowd plus the noisy and distracting music.

Orihime just got herself a glass of punch. What she thought would be a quiet, romantic date turned out to be a disaster. Now, she can't find Ichigo anywhere and the lights were making her dizzy. She walked hastily away from the crowd. She could feel a couple of ass-grabbing jerks taking advantage of her but she ignored them, trying to find the exit. She ran a little faster when she suddenly bumped someone and spilled the punch all over his white button down shirt. She was left gaping, shocked at how careless she was once again. Little did she know that when she raise her head that she was in for a surprise.

There right in front of her was a gorgeous fuming ebony-haired man with those unmistakable brilliant emerald green eyes. She mentally slapped herself for having the habit of bumping into him in the most unfortunate times.

Instead of saying her sorry, she was stunned and didn't know what exactly to do. Here she was in a club with the man she indirectly turned down at the ball and she just spilled punch on his white polo!

Suddenly, Ulquiorra grabbed her wrists and dragged her out of the dance floor, exiting the place through the back door.

When they were outside, Ulquiorra simply unbuttoned his polo, which made Orihime stare for quite some time until she finally realized what he was doing. She looked away, blushing many shades of red

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm not ready I'm still young. I'll be good I promise please forgive me. I don't want this!"

Ulquiorra finished undressing and looked over at the flushed woman. He couldn't hide his amusement for how pathetic she looked, thinking that she thought he wanted to do something to her.

"Woman, you spilled punch on my clothing. It is your responsibility to wash it thoroughly until it is good as new."

He simply reached out his hand, handing over the dirtied white polo to Orihime. Slowly, she raised her head up and felt embarrassed of her previous actions.

The moonlight had quite an effect on this man, she had concluded yesterday night. As much as she wanted to admire his lean form, she couldn't help but notice something shining attached to Ulquiorra's polo. She reached for it and could not believe what she found.

Ulquiorra eyed her curiously. She was familiar. He knew her but he couldn't quite point out and piece together who she was exactly so he attached the hairpin on his polo to see how she would react to the precious thing.

"Are you the woman who I danced with the previous night?"

Orihime was caught aback by his question. As much as she wants to finally reveal herself to him, there were so many questions that she wanted to answer.

"I-I'm sorry. I haven't any clue who you are."

"And your name is?"

"uhhmmmm-I uh-Yuuki. Yeah! Yuuki is my name!" Orihime laughed nervously, mentally kicking herself again for naming herself after the name of a waitress she had bumped into a while ago. She was desperate and didn't know how to respond.

"and I take it that you don't own this hairpin?" Ulquiorra asked teasingly. He knew it was her. He just wanted to get her cornered.

"Uhhh no. It's a pretty hairpin though. Mind if I have it?" Orihime chuckled lightly. Ulquiorra's intimidating stare doesn't help much either

"No, woman. Not so fast! I've got a proposition to make." Ulquiorra snatched the polo with the hairpin away from her grasp.

Orihime rolled her eyes. This guy has a thing for propositions.

"Okay, fine. What do you want?"

Ulquiorra leaned over to her ear and whispered in a low tone.

"How about I walk you home?"


AN: Next chapter's gonna have a lot of conversations and some conflicts, especially with Ulquiorra, Ichigo and Grimmjow around. This chapter's pretty much just an intro to where the real fun begins! HAHA hope you guys enjoy and I'll try to update as quickly as possible :D

Orihime in denial and Ulquiorra teasing. I think it's cute! Haha ) please R & R and give me some of your thoughts for the next chapter