Disclaimer: I don't own nor do I get any profit from writing this. It's for my own fun!

A/N: Hey people, yeah it's me! Finally wrote another chapter for all the people who reviewed, put my story on their alerts and favorites and the rest, who just read it.

Not much to comment about this chap, except there will be mild sexual contents in this chap (you'll get why, once you start to read), and more Grimmjow; it's a personal request by gorguts5. This chap will also help this story earn its Rated M part (the almost rape scene was minor, I think, so it could be rated T, don't know. I put rated M just in case), also, I am thinking about more of that in later, later chapters.

Okey, now I go and talk too much! Anyway, Enjoy! ^_^

Chapter 10

"Ulquiorra, what's wrong?" Her soft voice was filled with worry as he just stood in the doorway, not moving an inch. Like being woken from a trance, his emerald green gaze landed on the girl in her bed. Before he could stop himself, his feet carried him towards her. Everything seemed to blur and turn black all around him, leaving just the girl, who was looking back at him with big, curious, silver eyes.

When he reached her bed, the two of them were already surrounded by the dark, both standing out like two bright stars in the night time sky. His eyes never left hers as he sat down on the bed next to her. The woman's cheeks flushed a delicate pink and he quite liked the color on her pale cheeks. Reaching out a slender hand he brushed his thumb over her cheek, making her blush deepen.

"Ul-Ulquiorra? Wh-What are you doing?"Her tone was soft and her voice was trembling, but by the way she was leaning in his palm, he knew that she enjoyed his touch. Still no sound escaped his lips, as he leaned towards her lithe form. His eyes landed on her lips and he licked his own lips moistening them. The auburn haired beauty mimicked his action unconsciously, her pink, wet tongue darting out and he watched her in fascination. Very slowly he closed the gap between their lips and everything seemed to click like they were two pieces of a puzzle.

Like a chemical reaction he kissed her passionately seeking entrance, which she granted without missing a beat. They fell back on the bed, their lips still locked, as he reached behind her to open her white dress. Their tongues battled for dominance and he won easily. Gasps and moans escaped her soft lips and her lithe hands were doing a fumbling of their own, as she grabbed the zipper of his white and black jacket and unzipped it, pulling it off his shoulders and letting it fall away from his lean body. Her hands moved over the smooth, rippling muscles under his ivory skin.

She moaned against the side of his neck, and her sounds made a jolt of heat shoot through him to his very core and he felt his member throb underneath his white, baggy pants. He squeezed her breasts, feeling their softness and suppleness. When her top half was completely bare, except her white bra, he unhooked and soon it too fell away somewhere along with the rest of clothes they had already taken off.

He layed soft kisses on her neck and collar bone, suckling softly on her pulse point making the young woman moan underneath him. He pulled away from her to see her and she blushed profusely, as his intense gaze swept over her half nude form. He finally spoke. "You're beautiful."

He kissed her lips again his hands undoing her pants and slipping them off, kissing her body when he went slid them off. He planted kisses all over her body on his way up until he reached her lips again and they went back to kissing passionately.

Her slender legs wrapped around his hips and they both groaned when their aching centers met. Their hips bucked against each others and he could feel the heat intensifying between them; her warmth was so inviting to him.

His lips latched on one of her nipples and he sucked and bit on it gently, making the young woman moan wantonly; he felt himself harden even more the more vocal she got. "Please Ulquiorra, please…" She pleaded with him. He knew what she wanted. Unhooking her legs from around his hips he undid his pants. The girl, seemingly innocent, pushed off her own undergarments and layed down, waiting for him.

When his pants were gone – he had no underwear underneath them – he got on top of her. He kissed her again, this time slow and gentle and spread her legs. His member throbbed at the sight of her wet and ready core.

When he penetrated her, her eyes grew wide and a whimper escaped her inviting lips. She was so tight. Feeling a barrier in his way, his eyes widened, and he wanted to withdraw from her, but one look in her eyes told him to go forward. He did, and a broken cry escaped her when he thrusts inside her fully.

He stilled inside her, whispering how sorry he was for causing her pain. He kissed her cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose and finally her lips, slipping his tongue in her mouth. He touched her breasts massaging them in and pinching her nipples, making her moan in his mouth. He started to thrust inside her and soon her quiet whimpers turned in to loud moans of ecstasy. Pleasure over took his body and he lost himself in the moment of her warmth. She soon tightened around him and he couldn't hold back his own release. "Ulquiorra," she whispered after he collapsed on top of her, but it seemed to echoed in the black space around them.

Emerald green eyes snapped open and blinked for a moment trying to adjust to the darkness that surrounded them. Ulquiorra layed in his bed not surprised that he had once again dreamt of the woman that was currently in the prisoner's cell. Though, usually his dreams weren't this intense or this nature for that matter. He was disgusted with himself for lowering himself that low; he had always thought of himself higher then these basic instincts, but now he felt like he was just like Nnoitora or Grimmjow. He wanted to get these thoughts out of his mind, but it was easier said than done. Her sweet, innocent face flashed in his mind – her flushed cheeks, breathy moans, pleas for him to… He shook his head violently; he had to forget it. He was the forth strongest of Aizen's army of Arrancar's; better than all of them, of course, aside from Coyote Stark, Barragan Luisenbarn and Tia Hallibel, who were stronger, and he actually had some respect for the higher ranking Espada. The rest were trash and only they would have these kinds of thoughts about the woman. He couldn't be the same as them; he had no intentions of ever hurting the woman or even lifting a finger to hurt her; and he wouldn't touch her in that manner; he had no rights to take her innocence.

Feeling a stiffness between his loins made his disgust for himself increase even more. The slight tent in the white, thin bed sheets only confirmed him that his body had enjoyed the dream even if his mind didn't want to accept it. He sighed in annoyance and hissed through his teeth, as he removed the thin sheet away from his overly sensitive and heated skin and it brushed against his stiff member, not helping at easing the situation.

Getting up from his bed, the sheets feel away completely exposing his stark naked form to the cool air of his room. He stood like that for a moment, the dream still fresh in his mind, and sighed again when he looked down at himself. A fully erect member greeted him and he for the first time felt something that he had never felt – mortification. He had to take care of this, before anyone even thought about looking for him.

Rubbing his temples he walked to his bathroom, deciding that an ice cold shower should suffice to get rid of his problem that didn't seem to want to go away. The thought of touching himself entered his mind, but he banished it at quickly as it had come. Only trash would pleasure themselves and he wouldn't stoop so low.

Ulquiorra stood under the cold water spray for what seemed like forever. Most part of his skin didn't feel the cold because of his Hierro, but his groin area was a lot more sensitive and soon his hard on was dispersed. He let out a relieved sigh and turned the water off and got out of the shower. He dried himself off with a white bath towel and put on his uniform. He had another two hours before he had to bring food and check on the human girl, so he sat at his desk and pulled out a green leather journal from a drawer and started writing his usual entry on his dreams.

OoO

In another side of Las Noches an electric blue haired Espada was still having his fun with the Arrancar girl's, or at least continuing where he had left off yesterday. "So, you whore's ready for more?" He sneered down at the blond, who was already unconscious, and the black haired girl, who coughed up some blood and spit it on his shoe. "Go to hell." She screamed shrilly and Grimmjow made a face at the blood the girl left on his white sandaled foot and his black sock. "You're gona pay for that bitch." He grabbed her by her pony tails and sent her flying across the room with no effort at all, and she crash into a wall. Her body made a dent in the white, cold stone before sliding off the wall and falling limp on the equally cold floor.

Grimmjow made a face of disgust at the bleeding and bruised girl, but not because of her state, but because he was annoyed how weak she was. He needed a strong opponent like Ulquiorra to really make things exciting for him. These two were weaklings and started to bore him. He wondered if he dropped by the woman's room would that give enough reason for Ulquiorra to fight him. He was so uptight all the time and a good spar should loosen him a bit. He grinned and imagined all the ways he could kick Ulquiorra's butt and he started to like the idea more and more. He didn't even notice the black haired girl regain consciousness, as he exited the room and looking it behind him.

An explosion suddenly filled the hall and he looked around confusedly. He saw smoke coming from the room he exited a moment ago, and he blew open the doors too lazy to unlock it. When the smoke cleared, he could make out a blond figure on the floor. Menoly was still laying there unmoving, but when he looked for the black haired girl, Loly, there was a hole in the wall, where she had been, that led out to the desert sands of Hueco Mundo, but no Loly.

He didn't know if this was a problem or not, but somehow he knew that he had to tell at least Ulquiorra. The Loly girl hated that Orihime girl so much that who knows what she would do next. 'Crazy bitch', he muttered under his breath stepping out of the room.

"Watcha doin?" He almost groaned out loud as the voice of Gin Ichimaru came from besides him. "Oh my, what happened here?" Gin tsked his grin in place. "Did ya do this Jaegerjaquez?" Grimmjow scowled at the silver haired ex-captain, but then shrugged. "Half actually." He stuffed his hands in his pockets in Ulquiorra's manner, actually relieved that Gin wasn't like Tousen. The thought of loosing another arm didn't sit well with him, even if the girl could heal it.

Gin inspected the room that was almost completely blown up, and found Menoly's body. "This too?" He asked and gave Grimmjow his creepy smile as indicated at the Arrancar girl on the floor. Grimmjow grinned. "Yup" Gin's grin almost seemed to widen.

"What did you want Ichimaru?" Grimmjow asked suddenly. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched Gin check if the Arrancar was even alive anymore.

"Oh nothing much, just Aizen wanted to see ya…and Ulquiorra too." He added and Grimmjow just looked at him and scowled. "What for?"

Gin chuckled and came closer, his voice lower as if he was telling him a secret. "He knows what happened to miss Inoue. Poor girl, but he is rather…disappointed with ya and Ulquiorra." Two lower ranking Arrancar's came and took Menoly's body away and Grimmjow shrugged. Aizen didn't scare him until he didn't use his apparent power over him. Also, Ulquiorra was in as just as much of trouble as he was, so if they both got their arms cut off, they could stand in line for the woman to heal them.

"Whatever." He shrugged and turned and walked away from Gin. "Get Ulquiorra while ya're at it." The man called after him as Grimmjow disappeared behind a corner.

OoO

Ulquiorra had just put away his journal when a loud banging sounded at his door accompanied by a voice. "Ulquiorra, get your ass out here." It was Grimmjow and he sounded pissed. Strange. Did he do something that would make the blue haired idiot pissed at him? He got up from his chair and went over to the door. He opened the door and Grimmjow practically flew inside his room.

"We're in some deep shit." He exclaimed and Ulquiorra was already getting annoyed by him. "What do you mean, Grimmjow?" The blue haired man grabbed him by the collar of his jacket, his blue eyes serious.

"I mean that Loly blew a hole in my room when I left them. I swear she was unconscious when I left and then she blew a hole in the wall and she's gone." Ulquiorra's green eyes widened and he shook off Grimmjow's grip on him. If Loly had gotten away that would mean that the Woman was in trouble, he was about to leave the room, but Grimmjow stopped him. "What is it Grimmjow?" He kept his tone indifferent not letting Grimmjow know how shaken up he was.

"Yeah, Gin told me Aizen wants to see us. He knows what Loly and Menoly did and that's why we're in deep shit." Grimmjow waited for Ulquiorra to say something, but the ebony haired man turned away from him and putting his hands in the pockets of his white Arrancar pants he walked to the door. Grimmjow took that as his cue to leave the room too, following him to the throne room. 'Fucking great', he thought sarcastically.

They walked in silence, Grimmjow walking casually with his arms behind his head and Ulquiorra with his hands stuffed in his pockets, his usual poker face in place. When they finally reached it Ulquiorra made their presence known, while Grimmjow just waited for the white, double doors to open.

"Ah, My dear Espada, Grimmjow, Ulquiorra, how nice of you to come." Aizen's smooth velvety voice came form his big, white throne the King of Las Noches occupied. Ulquiorra bowed while Grimmjow just crossed his arms and waited for Aizen to cut the crap and just say what their punishments were. "I'm sure Gin already informed you why I needed to see you both?" When Ulquiorra nodded and Grimmjow just shrugged Aizen continued.

"It's quite unfortunate for Miss Inoue to suffer through what Loly and Menoly put her through, but it wasn't wise of you to take it upon yourself to punish them, Ulquiorra." He gave Ulquiorra a pointed look. "Nor for you to execute this punishment, Grimmjow." He gave the same look to Grimmjow, but after that he gave them a warm smile that made Grimmjow cringe mentally and Ulquiorra a bit uneasy.

"No matter," he waved his hand. "Next time do come to me if you decide to punish someone else." Ulquiorra bowed. "Yes Lord Aizen." Grimmjow just stared at Aizen in shock, while Ulquiorra looked calm and collected. "Is there anything bothering you, Grimmjow?" Aizen asked in his fatherly tone. Grimmjow snapped out of his shock and gave and shook his head. "No, my Lord." Aizen nodded, but he had this spark in his eyes as if he already knew what was bothering Grimmjow. "You may leave then." He waved his hand and Ulquiorra bowed once more and made his way out of the throne room, Grimmjow following him.

"That's it?" Grimmjow asked the silent Ulquiorra when the door shut behind them. Grimmjow just couldn't get over the fact that Aizen had actually let them walk out intact. "What did you expect? Tousen to cut off your arm again." Ulquiorra asked as he walked away from the blue haired man. He had other thing to do, and Loly getting away was still bothering him. She was weak, but he knew better than to underestimate her. She would strike at the most importune moment and it so happened that he didn't know when it's going to happen.

"Whatever. Later Ulquiorra." The sixth Espada walked in a completely different direction and Ulquiorra walked to Orihime's room.

To be continued…

A/N: I know that was probably the longest I haven't updated this story, but somehow I was always doing something else instead of updating this and I'm once again sorry. Hope that it was okey considering my absence in this story for so long. C:

~*BeneHime*~