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Disclaimer: If I owned Bleach, Orihime wouldn't say 'Kurosaki-kun!' in every single episode.

Chapter 9: Chocolate Spaghetti and Feelings

(Third Person P.O.V)

Ulquiorra was on his way to the kitchen to get food for Orihime. When he was almost there, he was stopped by Grimmjow.

"Yo, Ulquiorra! Are you goin' to get food for the princess?" He said.

"What of it, trash?" Ulquiorra retorted.

"Nnoitra killed all the kitchen servants cuz' he said that the food tasted bad. No food." Grimmjow answered.

"Very well." Ulquiorra said. Then he left for Orihime's room.

When he got there, she was sitting on the couch reading a book that he let her borrow. She looked up at him.

"Woman, come with me." He said. She closed her book and followed him out the door and into Las Noches' white halls.

"Where are we going, Schiffer-kun?" She asked. And that was it. It was the last straw for Ulquiorra. He stopped walking, and so did Orihime.

"Woman, you are to stop calling me 'Schiffer-kun'. You will address me as Ulquiorra. Do you understand?" She nodded, and they continued walking.

"Hey Ulquiorra, where are we going?"

"You shall see." He answered.

They continued walking for a while, until Ulquiorra stopped in front of a door. "We have arrived." He said.

Orihime looked through the door and her face lit up. "A kitchen! Are you going to let me cook Ulquiorra?"

She finally got his name right. "That is correct, woman." He said. But, before Orihime could start cooking, he stopped her. "Don't expect me to do this again, woman." He said with a chilling glare. Orihime froze for a minute in surprise. Ulquiorra sighed inwardly. "You may cook now."

. . . . .

Around a half hour later, Orihime had finished making her food. "It's all done!" She said happily. She hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time.

Ulquiorra eyed the food with disgust. "What is that, woman?"

"Its spaghetti noodles with chocolate sauce on it!" She said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Do you want some, Ulquiorra?"

"No." He said

"Oh, well, more for me then!" Orihime exclaimed.

. . . . .

When Orihime had finished with her 'food', Ulquiorra took her back to her room.

"Thank you, Ulquiorra." She said.

Ulquiorra looked unfazed. "I will check on you tomorrow, woman." Then he left.

(Orihime P.O.V.)

When Ulquiorra left, I felt a little sad. It was so terrible being locked up in that room all alone. It's great being able to share my feelings with Ulquiorra, though. Whenever I see him, I get this fluttering feeling in my stomach.

I get excited whenever I'm around him, though I try to control it. Maybe I like him. Then what happens to Kurosaki-kun, then? When I try to feel like I did before with him, I just come up blank. Besides, when was the last time I actually thought about him? A month, maybe two? Maybe I really do like Ulquiorra. I want to get to know him better. I just hope I don't embarrass myself and make it awkward for the both of us.

Okay guys! I'm gonna try something new here. I'm requiring at least three reviews for this chapter for me to post the next one! Apparently, my amount of reviews is pitiful. But I don't want anyone's pity, I just want reviews! Have fun!