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Chapter 7: Do You?
"Ahh~ where am I?" said Grimmjow as he stretched and yawned after a long night's sleep. He looked up and saw a cement wall and heard lots of noises.
Grimmjow turned on his side and saw a ton of beer bottles. "Oh ya" he murmured to himself, "That was some wild party." He was able to conclude that he was under a bridge and really filthy as a matter of fact. He got up and immediately left, not wanting to endure the smell of car exhaust any longer.
Walking threw the streets of Karukura Town; he was met with narrowed gazes, probably because he looked like a 16-year-old hobo in his current condition.
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Grimmjow slammed through Ichigo's room almost knocking the door down. By the sudden intrusion, Ichigo spun around to find a terribly filthy looking Grimmjow.
Ichigo sat up from him bed and asked gloomily, "Where have you been?"
"Like hell it matters to you!" exclaimed Grimmjow
"Tch" Ichigo then sat up and headed toward his closet. After about a minute he threw Grimmjow a change of clothes and a towel. "The shower is right over there?" Ichigo pointed out.
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Orihime shut the door behind her. But then had an uneasy expression on her face. She didn't see Ulquiorra, she could sense him, but he wasn't sitting on the couch. 'He's probably in the restroom.' She thought to herself as she put her shoes away and headed for her room.
She opened her bedroom door but stopped dead in her tracks; her eyes widened and she gasped to the sight of Ulquiorra, laying on her bed staring straight at her. His elbow was leaning on a pillow; he was lying on his side, and didn't look too happy.
"Ulquiorra," Orihime started, "what are you doing?" He narrowed his eyes and then disappeared. She blinked her eyes, trying to comprehend what just happened, but then opened up here eyes to find herself laying in her bed, next to Ulquiorra, with his arm wrapped around her. His intent green eyes gazed down on her, his body wasn't even an inch from hers, and he continued to bring her closer to him.
She blinked a couple of times and looked up to see Ulquiorra. Her arms were placed on her chest, which was the only thing separating him from her.
Considering Ulquiorra never answered her question, she thought it be best to try and slide down his arm to get the hell out of there. But before she could escape his clutches, he tightened he clasp on her and brought her closer to him. She looked up once more to see Ulquiorra's melancholy expression.
"Ulquio-" she whispered, but was stopped when Ulquiorra pressed his lips against her's. Her eyes widened, she tried to push him away, and turned her head so she wasn't facing him.
Two guys had already kissed her today. One was her ex-crush and the other, someone who she didn't know how he felt about him. Sure, both guys saved her, both guys kissed her, but—
Her thoughts were interrupted as Ulquiorra placed his bony hand on her cheek and turned her head so she faced him and then brought her even closer to him. He then slid one arm under her neck and left the one that was already over her as he hugged her tightly.
She began to blush, "Ulquiorra, what are you doing?" she whispered as her face was pressed against his chest.
His groin pressed against hers, unintentionally of course. He slid one of his legs under her legs and placed his other over hers so her legs were locked in his. He was intent on keeping her locked in his clutches.
He placed his chin on her shoulder and said, "Orihime, do you love me?"
Her eyes widened in horror. It was as if her he overheard Ichigo and her.
*actually Ulquiorra didn't hear a thing, he just saw Ichigo kiss Orihime*
He hugged her tighter as he felt the last of his self-control snap. She once again tried to push him away, but failed miserably as he brought her even closer then before. Her hips were being pressed against his, her legs were locked in his, her arms were folded on her breasts, and her chest was being pressed against his.
"Do you?" he asked again.
She could feel his body warmth being brought into her, she could smell his hair as it tickled her face, and she could feel the blush on her face intensify. It was too much for her to handle and that was when she slowly shut her eyes.
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"Why do you look so glum?" asked Grimmjow, who was all clean in a pair of pajama's sitting on the floor. Ichigo looked up from his seat on the bed with a raised eyebrow and replied, "What do you mean?"
"I mean it looks like something's bothering you, and it's fucking pissing me off!"
Ichigo chuckled to what Grimmjow said. Almost anything what Grimmjow says, Ichigo found funny. Which totally pissed Grimmjow off.
"It better not be about the human girl!" Grimmjow exclaimed. "If it is, then you better drop the sad act. I already told you, you lost your chance with her!"
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~15 hours later~
Orihime slowly opened her eyes after a long night's sleep. To her surprise, she was still in Ulquiorra's clutches, in the exact position she was in when she fell asleep. She slowly looked up and saw Ulquiorra's sleeping face. 'Wow, he looks really cute when he's sleeping.' She thought to herself.
She then realized, this was her chance to escape Ulquiorra's clutches. So she slowly started to slide down his body out of his arms. She was free and quickly scrambled off the bed. Orihime then shut her eyes and was about to walk out of her room, until she opened them again to find herself back in Ulquiorra's arms, in the same situation as before. She looked up and saw Ulquiorra's eyes staring at her.
"You're not going anywhere."
Orihime gasped.
"You're not going anywhere until you answer my question." Ulquiorra stated.
'Question?' she thought to herself. But then remembered.
"I'll say it one more time. Do you love me, Orihime Inoue?" asked Ulquiorra, who then hugged her tighter then before and pressed his groin against hers.
The contact made her give off a squeaky gasp. "Ulquiorra, I have to get ready for school."
"Then answer my question and then you can get ready." Ulquiorra stated while pressing her face against his shoulders.
For some reason, Orihime couldn't find herself to answer his question, and instead started to thrash her legs about and push herself from Ulquiorra. The sudden thrashing caused Ulquiorra's eyes to widen.
Orihime shockingly was able to get loose and tried to scramble off the bed, until Ulquiorra turned on his back and grabbed her arm. He then pulled back over to him, releasing some of his riatsu, which caused her body to go as limp as a rag doll.
Ulquiorra once again placed his legs around Orihime's, pressed his groin against hers, placed his arms around her neck, and hugged her tightly. He then stopped releasing his riatsu and she went back to normal.
Orihime's arms were crossed against her chest and was facing Ulquiorra's bare chest because during all this commotion, his shirt buttoned seemed to unbotton itself. Her face was pressed against his bare skin, which caused her to gasp.
Ulquiorra took a deep breath and took in the scent of Orihime's hair.
"Well, are you going to answer or fall asleep again?" Ulquiorra asked.
