Be Careful What You Wish For

by barrelracer36

What if one night you were watching bleach, then went to bed thinking “It would be so awesome if they were all real and I actually got to meet them. Especially the arrancars!”, and woke up INSIDE Las Noches?

10. Chapter 7

Authors Note: Again, sorry for the stupid "chapters" that are just author notes… but I really did try to up update the chapter with the information I forgot to put in… but it wasn't working. So sorry if you thought there was another chapter so soon .

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I had a couple people ask me how long this story was going to be. I wondered that myself too. I don't want to say it should be coming to an end soon or anything, because honestly… I really don't know. Like I said in …chapter 1 I think? This story first started out as a bit of a joke one-shot story, and then turned into a full on actual story. So although I have a lot of it plotted out, and even have the ending ready, there are all the chapters in between that I have to make up still haha I know there are a few more chapters to make that's for sure! And in the last chapter… the last authors note will have something VERY important in it…. So be sure to stick with this and read my important message at the end of this whole story! You'll want to know it! Anyways! Here is chapter 7! It's not AS long as my last chapter though... I mainly made that one long because I felt SO bad for not updating in a while… hope you enjoy this one too as well though!

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I had gotten so close to finally getting Ulquiorra to speak. I had gotten so close to finally figuring out why he was acting so strange. I had gotten so close! So close! And then Aizen just had to come in and ruin it all. You may be thinking that I could have talked to him when he brought me my food, right? Wrong. Instead of staying to finish what he had begun before Aizen came, he simply came and left my meal without a word. I hadn't even been given the chance to open my mouth before he left; he was that fast. But that only made me want to know more about why he was acting this way. As he left my room, and left me standing in my own thought, he looked back at me one last time and had opened his mouth a bit; like he was going to speak. But that never happened. He quickly shut his mouth, sighed, and walked away. What was it that he was having such a hard time to speak about with me? And with me of all people! I could understand why it might be hard to talk with the other epsada and all. They could care less what each other had to say. And I just couldn't see Ulquiorra speaking to Aizen or Gin about something that was this hard to speak about. I just couldn't. But me? How was I to be someone not able to talk to? I listened very well and actually cared what the person had to say. Unless it was someone I really hated. Then I could care less. But for Ulquiorra, Ulquiorra, to have trouble speaking to me… I had to find out what this was. Not only was bit obviously bugging him, but it was sure driving me nuts as well.

Today had started out slow, and then got very interesting, but it would only get more interesting as the day went on. With our little game of truth or dare, my day had brightened up a whole bunch. But after that, it all came crashing down when Ulquiorra had gone back to his cold ignoring mode again. So today I had a mission; a mission to find him and get him to speak once and for all. But I was having a hard time finding him. I looked everywhere I could think, and yet he wasn't there. With any of my luck, he would be right outside the barrier of where I was allowed to go.

I walked down some random hallway, trying to make sure not to get lost or run into any trouble. But hey, was that really going to work out? No, of course not.

I continued to walk down this random hallway and could see it was coming to an end soon. There I would have to choose which way to go. That could be harder than it seems when you're in a place where you can take one turn and be in a totally different place all at once. But I had done well so far in not getting myself lost… too much. There was a time one day where I had tried to find my way back to my room by myself… yeah. That didn't go too well. Luckily, Szayel had been following me knowing I had no clue where I was going.

As I neared the end of the hall, I could hear footsteps coming from around the corner. I slowed my pace, unsure who it would be. Last time I was alone and heard footsteps, nothing good happened. So I was going to be more careful this time. But when the person around the corner was finally in my view, I relaxed a bit. It was only Hannibel.

"Hey." I said to her as she approached. For some reason I could tell she was giving a slight smile behind that zipped up jacket of hers. I still wondered why she covered her mask like that. I happened to think that it was one of the coolest masks ever.

She gave a nod of her head and stopped in front of me; her arms crossed. "Hey." She replied quietly and spoke again before I had the chance. "I'm sorry for what Apache did to you a few days ago. She, and the others, were under strict orders not to touch you and they disobeyed. For that, I am sorry."

Wow. I never expected I would get an apology from any of the epsada no matter what it might be for. That was nice of her.

I gave her a warm smile and laughed a tiny bit. "Oh its fine." I paused, glancing down at my leg; remembering that day. "My leg is pretty well healed now. I'll live." I smiled again.

"Hm." She was still smiling behind that jacket, I could tell by her tiny laugh. "So what are you doing out here? And all alone at that?"

For a slight instant, I had almost forgotten what I was doing in the first place. But that's to be expected coming from someone who can say they're going to get something, walk into the room, and totally forget why they're there. That happens to me on a daily basis. "Oh, um…" I thought for a moment. Was I really going to tell her the full truth? The truth that I was trying to find Ulquiorra so I could talk to him? Although if I did tell her, maybe she knew where he was and could get him for me. But what if she asked why I wanted to talk to him? Then what was I to say? I decided not to go with the full truth and just reply with something believable. "I'm just looking for people to talk to. I know this hallway…and therefore can't get lost." I smiled sheepishly.

"You know this hallway, do you?" She chuckled and I nodded a little unsurely. "Then where does this lead to?"

My face went blank. Did I really know this hallway? Psh. No.

I looked past her down the rest of the hall and looked at the two halls it split into. I really had no idea where I was at anyways, and I'm positive she already knew that just by me being here. I returned to looking at her and just smiled; knowing I couldn't make up any excuse for this one. She knew the truth behind my smile.

"Thought so." She laughed. "Need me to walk you back?"

I shook my head. "Nah. I'm pretty sure I might have an idea where I am. I'm not too far from where my room is, am I right?"

She nodded. "Yes. But if you're going to continue that way," she pointed behind her. "Then I suggest you go to the right instead. Turning to the left will get you nowhere. Trust me."

"Ok. I'll take you up on that advice. After all, you do know the place better than I do."

The two of us laughed a little. After a few minutes of a bit more talk, she and I parted, and I continued my way down the hall. Not long after Hannibels footsteps were gone, I heard a new set coming my way from around the corner.

"Now who?" I wondered, but as my new visitor turned the corner, my eyes narrowed instantly.

Grimmjow.

He too stopped and glared. As much as I thought he would turn right back around and head off in the opposite direction, he came toward me instead of away from me. His hands at his sides in fists, I could tell he was still pissed about earlier. I had to be cautious here. But I couldn't help but bring up a slight attitude with him. It was just too much fun.

"Yo! What's up kitty cat?" I said to him, leaning up against the wall and smirked at him; acting like nothing had happened today.

"Shut your mouth!" he came to a stop about five feet in front of me; ignoring my cat calling of him. "Explain to me what that picture was all about!"

I raised an eyebrow and continued to smirk. "Why are you asking me?" I teased.

He clenched his teeth. "You know damn well why I'm asking you, you little brat! You're the only one with any paper in their room! And it was in your room under your couch!" He took three steps forward and leaned over me trying to make me fear him more. I just stood there unfazed and with a smile still on my face. "And why was I in it!?" His temper was rising. I could see that clearly.

"Well let me ask you something first." I got rid of the smile on my face and turned extremely serious. "Why were you in my room in the first place, huh?" I crossed my arms in front of me and stared him cold in the eyes.

"Why does it matter to you?" he snarled.

"Ever since you found something in there that wasn't to be seen!"

"Oh!" He laughed sarcastically. "So now the truth comes out!" he flailed his arms out and looked away in annoyance before sending his glare right back to me. "Care to explain about it now!?"

I stood there in silence with a blank expression. Not only was I still unhappy that he had found that and brought it in for everyone to see, but the fact that he had gone into my room and searched for stuff. It wasn't like this picture was just lying around in some place where anyone could see it. If it was going to be found, it would have to be searched for with some effort. Exactly what Grimmjow had done.

I looked at him calmly. Was I really going to tell him why I drew that? No way. Letting him hang on it was much more fun than just explaining it to him. I wasn't about to go telling him that he too was also one of my favorites. "I still don't even see why you had to go snooping in there in the first place!" I ignored his question to me to explain.

"Ugh!" He hit the wall with his hand, causing a large crack to go splitting up the wall. "Don't ignore my question! Why the fuck did you draw that!" He was breathing hard, his hands shaking with frustration.

"For one thing, you really need to learn to control your anger." I brought back my smirk and sneered at him. "Secondly, its none of your business." With that said I turned around and was ready to leave.

"Oh no you don't!" He shouted. With one swift movement, he pinned me up against the wall with one hand to my throat; my feet nearly over a foot off the ground. I scratched at his hands, trying to escape his grip, but there was no way I could do that. He was too strong. "I want an explanation!" He raised his other hand in a threat to cero me and waited for me to speak.

Even though I could barely breathe from his grasp, I rolled my eyes at him. "L-like I'll tell y-you." I struggled to speak; feeling a bit faint.

"That's it!" My eyes widened as I was now staring at a bright red cero beginning to form in his hand. I had gone too far. But for some reason, I wasn't scared. Something inside me told me that it wasn't going to end this way. And I was right.

"Grimmjow."

The cero instantly went away and he shot his head toward the newcomer at the sound of his name. I smiled to myself when I was who it was.

"What do you want, Szayel?" He roughly let go of me and sent me falling to the ground.

As I hit the ground, I grabbed my leg when pain went rushing through it. Although time had passed since my little incident with Apache, it was still healing and taking its sweet time in doing so. The stitches were still in as well, so that didn't help the pain in any way either. I sat there on the ground, not wanting to make any sudden movements.

Szayel calmly made his way over to the two of us, his hands folded together behind his back. He had a bit of a smile on his face, but I could see that he was also concerned with what was going on here. As he proceeded forward and came to a stop, he looked down and me and then at Grimmjow. He shut his eyes and laughed a bit. "Why is it that it's always me who is breaking you two up?"

I gave a slight smile up at Szayel, finding it funny that what he said was true, but then sent a glare toward the sexta as he looked down at me for one second.

"Ch. She started it." He folded his arms and looked away.

I lost the smile on my face and looked up at him. "Oh don't start acting like a little kid." He ignored me.

"I don't care who started it or why." Szayel spoke to him. "What is it with the two of you anyways?" He exchanged glances between Grimmjow and I. When his eyes met mine, I gave him a shy smile and looked away for a second, and then peeked up at him. He opened his mouth a bit as he realized what I was telling him through silence. But he knew not to say a word. Especially not right now with Grimmjow already in one of his tempers. Szayel smiled back at me and then looked over at the sexta, who was still looking away from the two of us. "It almost seems as if you both like to do this to each other." He raised an eyebrow at Grimmjow, who was now starting to look over. Szayel laughed a bit. "Is there something you have on your mind Grimmjow?" He eyed him, knowing the sexta was hiding something. But what?

That's when Grimmjow decided to leave. "Fuck this!" He quickly turned around and headed off down the hall, disappearing quickly.

Szayel stood there and I sat on the ground; watching him leave, I couldn't help but laugh. He was more of a brat than I could be. And he was tons older than me too!

"What a baby." I said aloud, watching as he left my sight. I looked back up at Szayel then.

He looked down at me, smirked, and then kneeled down on one knee next to me. He knew all too well now why I was smiling to myself through this whole ordeal. "I can't believe it." He shook his head a bit.

I smiled, knowing what he was talking about. "Whatever do you mean?" I said sarcastically.

"Hm. You actually like him? Most of us can't stand him because of his short temper like that."

I shrugged my shoulders and giggled. "Yeah, but… I can't help it." I smiled at him. "For one thing, its just too much fun to start an argument with him. And not to mention…" I paused for a minute, smiling even more if that was possible. "He's hot."

Szayel's eyes widened. I don't think he was expecting me to say that. But he let it go and tried to change the subject a bit. He stood back up and offered me a hand to help me up, which I gladly took.

"Are you okay?" He asked, motioning to my leg.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine." I reassured him. "It hasn't been bothering me much unless I hit it or something, which is to be expected. But other than that, everything is great. Thanks." I warmly smiled back up at him as I began to follow him while we walked.

Not long after we started walking, a question flew into my mind that I had been planning on asking him. I had remembered that my parents would only been gone for just about two weeks, and I had been here for about a week already. "Hey," I begun. "So how far along are you in figuring out a way to get me back home?" I looked up at him, waiting for his answer.

He smiled. "I was wondering when you were going to ask that." He glanced down at me and then returned to looking ahead. "Everything seems to be going well. I'm about 80% finished, and should have everything ready in the next couple days."

My eyes widened. "You actually found a way to do this!?" I was sure I would end up being stuck here for much longer and then have to think of a way to explain this to everyone.

"You are surprised?"

I nodded quickly. "Well duh! I didn't even think something like this was even imaginable!"

He chuckled a bit. "Have you forgotten who you're talking to? I am the best at science after all you know."

I laughed a bit. "Well I'm thankful for that."

"Why?" He glanced down at me, a bit confused. "I would have assumed you would have rather stayed here longer."

I looked back up at him. "I totally would, but… my parents are out of town for only two weeks, and they come back next week. So if I didn't get home by then, I would-"

"Have to come up with quite the excuse for your disappearance." He finished my sentence before I even had the chance.

"Exactly. I don't think I could come up with anything good enough for them. And I don't think telling them the truth would work out very well." I laughed to myself. "I could see it now. They'd ask me where the hell I've been and my reply would be "oh I've just been in Las Noches with all my favorite bleach characters. You know, because people can do that all the time." …like anyone would believe that." I smiled to myself as I was walking. That would have been one hell of a story to tell someone back home. Their reaction to it would be a whole different story at that.

"Well then it's a good thing you won't have to do that." I gave me a reassuring smile. "I will work on it as much as I can."

"Thank you." I smiled back.

"By the way," he said to me, stopping from his walk.

I soon stopped and looked at him in question as I waited for him to continue speaking.

"What are you doing out here anyways? Where were you going?"

Crap. He already knew that I liked Ulquiorra, so if I told him I was looking for him what would he think? "Umm…I was...uhh…" Come on mind! Think of something! Anything! "I was just looking for people to talk to." I smiled sheepishly. He wasn't buying it.

"Come now. What were you up to?"

I sighed. There was no use in arguing with him. It wasn't as fun like with Grimmjow. "Okay, okay." I sighed again and looked down at the ground. "I was trying to look for Ulquiorra so I could speak with him."

"Ahh." He chuckled. "To talk about what might I ask?"

I looked up shyly for a second. But before I even thought about looking away again, I caught the look on his face. He smirked at me like he knew something I didn't. I looked confused. What could it be that he knew? "What?" I asked him.

"What do you mean 'what'?" He smirked more, not telling me his secret.

"What's with that look?" I sounded unsure.

He raised an eyebrow. "What look?"

"That look!" I laughed, but was still serious. "You know something that I don't. What is it?"

He laughed. "What could I possibly know that you don't." he teased with me, lingering me on his statement. But when he saw that I really wasn't wanting to play games right now about this, he gave in. "Oh alright." He sighed and leaned up against the wall. "You remember the day Gin came into your room and talked to you?"

"How do you know about that? You weren't there."

He held up a figure at me and smiled. "One thing you'll learn, if you haven't already, is never to tell him anything you do not wish to have spread around to everyone here." He smiled again as realization hit me of what he had done that day.

"No." I said, lost in thought. He didn't tell him, did he? My mind went back to that day, picturing everything I had seen. When Gin had walked past Ulquiorra, he had paused and leaned down next to him to whisper in his ear. At that moment, I realized that he had told Ulquiorra. He had told him that he was my favorite. That was why Ulquiorra gave me a strange look and had left so quickly. But then again… why would he care anyways? Ugh. This just made me want to talk to him more. And now that I knew that he knew about all this, maybe things would go better. I hope.

I came back out of my thought and looked at Szayel. "I need to find him."

"Well I'm just going out on a shot here, but… you might want to check his room."

I shook my head. "I already check there. No one answered the door."

He smiled at me once again. "Try it again."

I opened my mouth to protest, but he told me those same words again. I smiled and sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll go back."

He left his spot against the wall and turned to leave, but not before saying one last thing over his shoulder. "Good luck."

And I was going to need it. Not only was I going to try and talk to him about a rather shy topic, but he wasn't going to be any help in it. He rarely spoke to begin with, and not only that, he has been ignoring, or trying to at least, me for the past week. I would rather have someone else try and get the information from him and then just come tell me, but time was running out. Szayel would be done with his work in a couple days, and if I didn't talk to him now, I might not get another chance.

All along my walk back to his room I could help but feel nervous. Yeah, I should feel better knowing that Ulquiorra was told that from Gin. But I had always been shy around guys in every way. So for me to have my favorite character from my favorite show suddenly become real, meet him, and not only get the chance to talk with him, but tell him I really like him… that was quite nerve-racking. I kept my eye peeled for anyone else in the hallway while I made my way closer to my destination. To try and get my nerves calmed down a bit I tried thinking of something; anything. The first thing that popped up into my head was something totally random. But hey, that was me. My thoughts went to one of my favorite comedians, Jim Gaffigan. His whole joke about cakes came into my mind and made me smile. Then I thought of something else. "I should so totally bring this up randomly while I'm around them. They'll think I'm nuts, but I'm not afraid to be myself." I laughed a bit. That would be fun to see their reaction to. Not only would they have no idea who Jim Gaffigan is, or why I was quoting him but they probably have no idea what cake is anyways. I don't think they would even see it in the human world whenever they were there. Why would they be looking for what humans eat in the first place? That would be a funny picture.

I rounded another corner and came to the hallway with all the room doors. They went in order, and of course I was at the end of the hall by number ten. So I had a bit more to walk. As I did, I could feel my nerves starting to rise again. But that only got worse as I got closer to his door. I almost started to hope that he wasn't in there and he would just come to me on his own time, but who knew how long that could take. "Come on, Amanda. You can do this. Suck it up and go for it." I told myself; my hands in fists at my sides.

Then I was there; at his door. I glanced up at the large white door and looked at the black four that was on it. I looked around me, making sure I was alone, and then slowly brought my hand up to knock on the door. My heart pounded. How was I ever going to get him to actually talk about this? I really did need luck, and a lot of it.

I stopped my hand in mid air suddenly. My eye caught something to the side of me at the end of the hallway. The one who I had been looking for. The one who was getting my nerves up. Ulquiorra. Luckily for me though, he wasn't walking down the hall toward me. So he didn't see me about to knock on his door. He was just passing by the hall. But instead of continuing down the other hall, he went into a different room. It was the room I had now called the "game" room because so far that's where everyone went to hang out or play pool. Plus I had no idea what to call any room in this place.

I watched at he opened the door, entered, and shut it behind him. It took me a second to realize I was just standing there in the middle of the hall, my hand still up in the air from going to knock on the door, doing nothing. I shook my head and laughed as I replaced my hand at my said and began to walk forward. As much I had almost hoped he wouldn't be in his room, I would have rather had him in there than the game room. At least in his room things would be more private. Now I had to figure out a way to ask him to speak with me in private in front of a bunch of others. Sure, like that would go smoothly. But at least I had found him. I was one step closer to finding out this information. It wasn't going to get any easier though, that was sure.

I made my way over to the room rather quickly. When I went to open the door, I paused for a second; taking in a breath. And with that, I opened the door and entered the room. There was no turning back now. Once inside, I shut the door and looked around, but instantly I was stumped as I noticed something. I saw Nnoitra, Gin, Grimmjow, Yammy, and Hannible… but there was no sign of Ulquiorra. Anywhere. Where could he have gone? I swore that I saw him come in here. That couldn't have been my imagination. No. I looked around again, trying to find any glimpse of him but there was nothing at all. Strange.

Since Ulquiorra was missing, and I obviously wasn't going to talk to Grimmjow who was over with Nnoitra playing some pool, I decided to sit over on the couch with Hannible. She was the only one in the room I felt comfortable with and also the only one who would actually be nice to me. Although Gin would probably also be another one to talk to, he seemed to be getting ready to leave; which is what I wished I could do. But I couldn't. They'd most likely end up asking why I came and left in a hurry and I wasn't about to go spreading the word of who I was looking for to everyone here. Hannible saw me making my way over, and gave a slight nod of her head to acknowledge me. I smiled at her as I took my spot.

"Hey." I said to her.

"Couldn't find anyone else in that hallway, could you?" She laughed a bit.

"Hah. Not quite." I replied, still smiling. "And I don't feel like pounding on every door to see who is available. I suppose I could just go back to my room and try to organize things around again, but I can only reorganize things so much before it starts to get old."

He lifted her head up a bit and looked at me. "Organize what?"

"Oh, just whatever was in that box that you and Szayel put together for me, which I thank you for by the way."

I could tell she was smiling by the way her eyes turned soft. "It's no problem. Since I am a girl, I knew exactly what to ad in there."

"Oh. That reminds me." I shifted positions so I was sitting on my knees now. "I noticed there was some sort of shampoo bottle and all, but…" I paused for a second, thinking about my room. "There is no shower in my room."

Grimmjow heard that part and that part only apparently, because that's when he suddenly took his attention away from his game and spoke to me. He smirked widely. "You can get in my shower anytime." He said in a very sexual type way and snickered after saying that. I shot a glare over to him and rolled my eyes. What a pervert. He was probably just as bad as Nnoitra over there. I could see the two of them joking about all of it too.

I turned my attention back to Hannible, who was about to speak, but someone else suddenly interrupted us. Someone who I thought wasn't here.

"You may use mine."

A voice came from behind me. Even though I could not see his face, I knew exactly who it was just by the sound. Where had he been all this time? He had to have been close enough to hear what Hannible and I were talking about, but how was he able to hide so well? Just another one of his talents I guess.

A smile came across my face as I turned to face him. And that smile only got bigger when I saw the look on his face. Apparently he hadn't thought about what he has said until after he said it. Although I assumed he wouldn't react much more to what he had said, he quickly took a hand out of his pocket and covered his mouth a bit; looking away shyly. He didn't know what to do or how to react. It was cute though.

I smiled up at him as he let his eyes come back to mine. "Aw, thank you." Finally! This was the perfect opportunity to talk to him. Now I didn't have to continue my search for him and therefore wouldn't have to explain to everyone who or why I was looking for him. I could just talk to him on the way out of here, plus the fact that I could probably continue to talk to him once inside his room. Once in there, maybe he would feel more comfortable to speak with me as we would be alone.

Seeing that Ulquiorra did not wish to be there at this particular moment with what he had just blurted out, I bid everyone a goodbye and stood up from my spot. Ulquiorra replaced his hand inside his pocket and made his way over to the door; looking at the floor. I followed him. Not long after I started walking, Nnoitra butted in.

"Bowchikawawa!" He smirked, as he and Grimmjow both made rude remarks and laughed. Szayel was right. Never will I tell Gin something I don't want others knowing again. It was obvious that Nnoitra knew all about me liking the Cuarto, and I was sure everyone else in Las Noches knew by now as well. I sighed at the thought. Oh well. There was nothing I could do now.

"Oh shut it!" I snapped at them before closing the door behind me; shutting off any other sounds and turning all to silence.

He waited for me outside the door for a moment, and when the door was shut, we began to make our way down the hallway to his room.

Without any hesitation, I asked a question. It might not have been about the topic I really wanted to know about, but that could be brought up slower. "Do you think we could stop by my room for a moment?" He looked at me in question. "So I can pick up a few things." I smiled and he nodded.

While I walked beside him, everything inside me screamed to be let out and speak to him. I could have just exploded with questions right then and there, but I stopped myself and held back. I wanted to see what might happen if I did not bring anything up. Maybe he would bring something up on his own. As much as I hoped he would, I had doubt in the back of my mind because he was quite to begin with.

It seemed like forever went by that we walked in silence. Not one word or glance was made between the two of us and I could feel the tension in the air building higher and higher as we continued not to speak. More time went by and still not a single word was spoken. I sighed slightly; trying to see if that might cause him to start up a conversation. But nothing came. That's it. I guess I would have to be the one to break the silence. But just as I was about to open my mouth, I shut it closed. He spoke.

"About… earlier…" He said slowly and quietly; not looking at me.

I knew he was talking about when Aizen had interrupted us the first time he tried talking to me. I stayed quiet while I waited for him to continue, but that didn't seem to be happening anytime soon. I watched his facial expression change ever so slightly from not knowing what else to say or how to say it. He seemed extremely uncomfortable with the situation he was in, and when he shyly brought his eyes over to mine, I could tell he wanted me to say something soon so he would not be left without words.

I took a few more steps so I could get ahead of him, and stopped in his path. He just about ran into me because he wasn't really paying attention to what was going on around him. He was focusing too much about what was on his mind. When I stood in front of him, he gave me one quick glance and then shot his eyes down to the floor.

I smiled to myself as I continued to look at him. He was just too cute like this. Emotions weren't his best thing in the world, and I could see he was having an extremely hard time with them too, but it was cute to watch him try and react to them. He just didn't know what to do.

"You can speak to me about anything. You know that, right?" I said sweetly.

He still didn't look at me, and when he spoke, it was soft and quiet; like he was unsure what words might come out of his mouth. He had to think of them carefully. "I don't know how to, though." He sighed a bit.

I was a bit confused from what he meant by that. "What do you mean?" I tried to lower my head a bit to see if I could see his face better, and maybe he would let me see it as well. But when I did, he just seemed to look away even more. Eye-contact would be hard.

He opened his mouth to speak more, but I could see him struggling with speaking up. "I-I don't know how to explain it. It's… it is very unnatural for me to speak about this."

"About what?" I asked, still trying to get him to make eye-contact with me. When I took a step closer, he slowly started to walk forward again. I had no choice but to try and talk to him while following. "Like I just said, you can talk to me. I'm not going to put you down, or think of you differently just by what you tell me." I paused, smiling to myself knowing how nerve-racking things could get like this. I had had my share of tough times when speaking to others, no matter what it might be. "It can be hard to share your feelings at times, especially with someone you haven't known long. But if you trust them, which you can trust me, everything will be fine."

That seemed to have worked strangely. Although it wasn't much, I caught a glimpse of him looking over his shoulder back at me. At least I knew he was still listening to me.

"It's not that I do not trust you. You have given me no reason not to trust you. It's just that…" he paused for a short time that felt like forever. "What I am feeling… I… I don't know what it is." He still looked at the floor while we walked with his hands deep in his pockets. Suddenly, he stopped. At first I wondered why, but then I realized we were at my room.

"Okay, I'll be right back." I gave him another sweet smile as I opened my door and went inside. Once I was in, and the door was shut, my mind started to go elsewhere and think of something. What if… what if he liked me back? No. No I couldn't have that in my mind. I was just a fan who could only dream of something like that happening. And Ulquiorra… he did not feel things such as love. Emotions to him were useless and had no point to him. But what could it be that he was feeling? Right now, the only thing I could possibly think of that might be it, was that he was struggling with the emotions inside him that could be trying to tell him something. Trying to tell him that… that he liked me. But I couldn't let myself get "fan-girl ish" and get my hopes up only to have them crushed. I had to take this in a much more serious matter. I couldn't help myself though in keeping just a bit of hope that maybe… maybe he really did like me how I liked him.

I snapped out of my thoughts as I went into the tiny room they considered a bathroom, and grabbed everything I would need. Anything from a towel, to the shampoo Hannible was nice enough to give me, to a new pair of clothes I still had in that box. When I had what I needed, I gathered it up and returned to the door.

I was greeted with the same usual expression he always used. But he too was also greeted with the usual smile I gave him anyways. I would have made some sort of joke about him needing to smile more often, if at all, but that didn't seem like the right thing to do as of now. So I kept my mouth shut and just followed him in silence as we left my room. After a few more moments of silence down the hall, I was about to bring up the previous topic again when he stopped.

"We're here."

His room was closer to mine than I thought. And it took me till now to realize this? Wow.

He took hold of the handle and opened up his door. Just as he did, a big smile splattered across my face. I was actually going to be in his room. His room! It was every fan girl's dream of meeting this guy, but actually being in his very own room was a different special feeling. He allowed me to step inside the room first and followed me in not too long after. There was a flip of a switch and a small light came on. It wasn't like the one in my room that Gin had pointed out for me, though. This one didn't light up the room as much. But it seemed to bring just enough light so you knew where you were going. I looked behind me as he walked up next to me, and he saw the questioned look on my face.

He looked around the room a bit. "I don't know if its just me, but I prefer this lighting rather than the rest." He glanced down at me. "Now, this way." He walked off ahead of me and I followed.

I smiled and went back to looking around as I walked. It was a very simple room; something I could see fitting him. In the far back of the room, just below the high window, they lay his bed. At the foot of his bed, there was some sort of chest looking thing. And not far from that, in the far right corner of the room there was a desk and chair. I could see some papers on the desk among some pens. Everything was nicely organized and perfect. Just like him. I really wanted to run over there and just look through everything that was in here. Who knows what I could find out about him if I did that.

Beside the essential things like a bed and desk, there wasn't much more. With a sofa, much smaller than the one in my room, was over to the right of the room; closest to the door, that was it. Nothing more. I smiled to myself just thinking what things I could find in here. But I wouldn't let myself be that rude. I turned my attention back to Ulquiorra when he opened up a new door on the left side of the room.

"I assume you have everything you need?" He asked, finally letting his eyes set site on mine.

I nodded my head calmly and smiled. "Yes. I have it all with me here." But that smile didn't last too long. As soon as I answered his question, he nodded and turned to leave. But I wasn't about to let him get away from the topic that easily. As he went to pass by me, I brought up a hand without thinking in any fan-girl way, and placed it on his shoulder. He stopped cold turkey when I touched him. Instantly, I could feel him tense up and feel uneasy. But he would just have to deal with it. I wanted information and I wanted it now. And now… might be the only chance I could get.

"Not so fast." I said to him and let my hand fall back at my side when he turned to face me. He knew what I wanted to talk about. Instead of looking away like he had done all the time on the way here, he kept his eyes on mine. Those emerald eyes could make me melt right on the spot. They seemed to pierce right through my soul and steel my heart; which was beating fast not only from nerves, but from anticipation.

He took in a breath before he spoke. "I already told you I don't know how to explain it. Not only that, but I don't know how to tell you."

My body froze. So now I knew it was about me; so it seemed. What else could it be about? "M-me?" I asked, a bit confused.

He shut his eyes and exhaled; calming himself down and regaining his composure some more. "Amanda," he spoke my name. It was music to my ears when my name was spoken from him. "When you first came here, my thoughts were much different than the others right from the beginning. I can tell you that for a fact. But," he paused, taking his eyes away from mine. But I didn't mind this time. I could see from the moment he started that he was going to look away during this anyways, and I let him. "As the days went on, I continued to watch you with interest. You are very different than the humans I have seen in the human world whenever I have been there, and you are much more caring than anyone else I know." He brought his eyes back to me and looked me straight in the eye. "The more I watched you, the more I felt something. An emotion I am not familiar with, therefore I do not know what to think of it, or how to react."

Right then, he took one of his hands out of his pockets and placed it on my upper arm. I looked down at it for a moment before looking back up at him and continued to listen intently. I was finally getting what I wanted to hear. But there was one more thing I wanted to hear him say. One thing that would make everything final. Only a little longer, and he would speak the words I longed to hear.

"Amanda," again he spoke my name. With his hand on my arm, I could have fallen to my knees just listening to him say my name again. Whenever I was around him I felt like that. I wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him right then and there. "I don't know how else to say this, but…" he took in another breath. "I think… that I-"

The two of us just about jumped out of our skin at the sudden knock at the door. It was rather loud and hard. Annoying.

I turned my attention right back to Ulquiorra, ignoring the knock, and could see that he was extremely irritated by this interruption. Not only was he interrupted during this intense moment, but for the second time! What was it with people and bad timing around here?

He looked at me for a moment, then removed his hand from me and placed it back in his pocket before walking over to the door; leaving me by the bathroom door. I sighed to myself and leaned up against the wall. Yet again I was so close, even closer than I had been earlier, but no. Someone just had to come at this moment in time. I could only hope that they would come and go quickly.

The door was opened and the two of us were greeted with a very smiley and happy looking Gin. Of course, he always looked happy. In fact… how could anyone tell if he wasn't happy? Even when he was in the heat of battle, that smile was still plastered onto his face. Only a few times did we see him with none of that in the show.

"Oh," he said playfully when he saw me in the back of the room. "Am I interrupting somethin' here?" He smiled even larger and raised an eyebrow while giggling to himself. Little did he know, he was interrupting the wrong thing of what was inside his head at that moment. Everyone here seemed to be a bit of a pervert in some way. But then again, I could have a perverted mind as well.

"No." Ulquiorra simply stated. "What are you hear for?"

Gin continued to look over my way and smirk; still thinking the wrong thing in his head. "Aizen would like ta have a word with ya."

He can't be serious. Again!? Wasn't it last time he took Ulquiorra away from me too? Did he know something was up and therefore would interrupt at this very moment every time? That's almost what it seemed like even though that wasn't the actual truth. Aizen just had the worst timing for things that's for sure.

Ulquiorra reluctantly nodded his head. Gin returned the nod and quietly left. But not before smirking at me again.

"It's not what you think!" I said to him, laughing a bit.

"Ah-huh. Sure its not." He giggled and was then out of sight.

"Perv." I said, laughing to myself. But that instantly went away when I noticed Ulquiorra still standing in the doorway. He didn't know if he should speak up now, or wait till a better time. Aizen was waiting for him though, and he could not keep him waiting long. Even I knew that. So as much as I didn't want to say it, I had to let him off the hook and let him get away with this as of now. I sighed and smiled. "Go ahead. But," I started before he had the chance to take even one step. "We're going to talk about this sooner or later, you do know that right?" I continued to smile at him, but he could see that I was clearly serious about it.

"Yes." He said quietly, and then returned to leaving.

As the door was shut, and I was left alone in his room, I could not help but smile. Yeah, I was utterly upset that I was so close to finally getting my information out of him, but I was still happy with the fact that I was in his room. And I could use his shower. I was letting the fan-girl in me get to my head. I smiled and shook my head. "Wow, Amanda." I said to myself. "You really are nuts." With that said, I left my spot on the wall and made my way into the bathroom. Now I would be able to relax and feel a bit more at home with taking a shower. Afterwards, I would go back to my mission of talking to him. That is, if I could find him again.

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Authors Note: Sorry for the crappy ending. There was going to be much more to that after where it left off but… it started getting too long actually. The plus side is, that I will be able to take the scene that was supposed to happen next, and put that in the next chapter along with other stuff. It will work out better than having it in his one I think. Hope this was an okay chapter. Please review! Thankies! And don't forget to vote in the poll on my homepage!