Hello again! I has some bad news… School starts like…now. ~sad face~ So I may not be as fast with my updates D: BUT I will not get too slow I hope! The worst that could happen is that I'll update every week, which im actually starting to do.
Anyways, I'm sure I'm capable of writing chapters after school and homework, but just in case, I wanted to warn you all.
I dunt own bleach, or else there'd be more Ulquihime moments.
On with the story~
Enjoy!
Chapter Eleven: Falling Apart
A thick visible reiatsu encircled the orange haired girls form, then violently shot upwards, blowing the girls long hair up like a gust of wind would. The reiatsu then disappeared without a trace.
Orihime gasped.
Kurosaki-kun's reiatsu…
Its…
Gone.
The girl put a hand to the side of her face and closed her eyes, trying to find Ichigo's reiatsu.
…its really gone.
Ulquiorra must have…
Must have…
He's dead.
Kurosaki-kun… Is dead.
Orihime felt her heart quicken.
He's dead.
Ulquiorra killed him.
Orihime felt Ulquiorra's reiatsu getting closer to her room.
He must be coming to 'report' …
Orihime let her hand drop back to her side, and clenched it into a fist. Emotions were swarming her mind, she didn't know what to do with them.
He KILLED Kurosaki-kun…
There were two light knocks on Orihime's door.
…
"Come in." Orihime said icily. She wasn't herself now.
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Ulquiorra had found himself walking to the girls cell after he had changed out of his ruined clothes. He now stood outside her door, after hearing her coldly tell him to come in. Ulquiorra hesitated.
Just tell her what happened.
Remind her that I am the enemy.
No mercy.
Her friend is dead.
The one that she loved.
…
Tch…
Ulquiorra opened the door slowly, and entered the girls room.
Orihime did not face him as he walked in.
"Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki are dead." Ulquiorra spoke, his voice devoid of all emotion.
Orihime was silent for a moment.
"No they arent."
"You don't believe me?" Ulquiorra asked.
The fourth Espada, for some reason, wanted the girl to forget about her friends.
They're all going to die anyways. She should stop trying to act like everything will be ok.
"Shall I show you how they died?" The black haired Arrancar questioned, fully prepared to remove his left eye and show exactly how he killed Ichigo Kurosaki with his own hand. By now Orihime had turned her head to look at the Arrancar.
Orihime's eyes widened, then quickly narrowed into a deadly glare.
"No. They aren't dead."
"Rukia Kuchiki was impaled with a spear. Ichigo Kurosaki was stabbed through the heart by my hand." Ulquiorra droned on.
Silence.
"I don't get you. You're so determined that your friends will survive when in reality they'll all end up dying in the end. Those two just died earlier than planned. You should laugh at their stupidity for even coming here in the first place."
Without warning Orihime was across the room.
Of course, the Espada saw this coming.
But…
He did nothing, he felt her hand connect with his cheek.
The girl panted lightly, obviously shaking with frusttration and sadness.
::
He didn't do anything to stop me.
Of course…
I bet he didn't even feel it.
Arrancar have iron-hard skin.
…
Now my hand hurts.
Orihime continued glaring at the Arrancar, who surprisingly only looked back, face even more emotionless, if that was possible.
After a long silence, which happened a lot between the two, Ulquiorra turned on his heel swiftly, hands shoved in his pockets, and walked out of the door. Closing it behind him without a word.
Orihime stood there for a moment until she was completely overcome with the fact that Ichigo and Rukia were dead.
Orihime cried, but tried her best to repress the sobs.
Everythings… falling apart.
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Ulquiorra hadn't moved after he shut the girls door. He seemed to be in a dream-like state.
She slapped me.
Now, he listened to the girls muffled sobs silently, feeling like he was being drained of energy at each small cry. Yet some unknown force kept him there.
Ulquiorra lowered his head, staring at the floor.
Silence. Occasionally broken by another stiffled cry from the girl behind the door.
…
The Espada finally snapped out of the trance, and walked forward, making his way to his room.
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Orihime found her way to her couch and kneeled in front of it, placing her arms on the coushin, resting herr forehead against them.
Why did this all have to happen…
Why…
Kurosaki-kun…
Kuchiki-san…
Kuro…saki…kun…
The girls tears quickened.
"-in reality they'll all end up dying in the end." Ulquiorra's voice whispered in the orange haired girls mind.
It's all my fault…
A few minutes passed and soon Orihime had managed to stop herself from crying.
It was then that Orihime heard the door creak open ever so slightly.
…Ulquiorra?
Orihime raised her head and wiped away her tears.
He's back already?
"Ooorihimeeeeee-chaaaaan~…..!!!!" a female voice whispered softly, but ended with an angry yell. This Arrancar had black hair that was brought into a pony tail and her hollow hole was in her left eye, which was also surrounded by a bone layer.
Orihime gasped, eyes widened.
This was not Ulquiorra.
A second female Arrancar was revealed as the door was opened wider. She had blonde hair and her hollow hole was in her right eye. Both of the Arrancar wore skimpy clothes.
"Looks like the princess is all alone~" the blonde one whispered.
Orihime felt her heart speed up. Panic.
It's not him…
I'm in trouble.
Orihime somehow found herself wishing she hadn't slapped the Espada. Perhaps he even sent these two to punish her for doing such a thing.
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I shouldn't care.
I shouldn't care.
Don't care.
The Espada paced in his dark room (Wewt BAT CAVE! LOL!! x3), fully aware of the two visitors within the girls cell.
Pacing was unlike Ulquiorra, he was more of a stationary person, and disliked unnecessary movement.
But now for some reason he needed to pace.
I shouldn't care.
Whatever they do to her is not my fault.
Serves her right for treating me that way.
Filthy piece of trash.
…
Ulquiorra stopped pacing.
I need to do something other than pace.
The fourth Espada decided to report to Aizen on his disposal of Ichigo Kurosaki.
Yes, that's a good distraction.
Ulquiorra quickly walked out of his room, entering the extremely bright blank hallways.
After a long walk the Espada found himself at Aizen's doors, about to announce his arrival.
"Enter."
That man knows too much sometimes…
Ulquiorra entered Aizen's room quickly, looking at the floor as he approached the ex-Shinigami.
"Ulquiorra, good to see you. Is everything ok?" Aizen asked lazily, a glass of wine being held elegantly in one hand.
Ulquiorra assumed the bowing position and stared up into the eyes of the leader of Arrancar.
"Ichigo Kurosaki is dead, Aizen-sama. I know this went against your orders of waiting for the enemy, but the boy was getting too close to Inoue Orihime's cell. Since it was my duty to protect the girl, I took action at my own will."
"Good, good. You did well Ulquiorra. As always you exceed my expectations and end with a flourish."
There was a long silence.
"…However, you claim that you did this in order to protect Inoue Orihime, and yet you're doing nothing to protect her from the two Arrancar that are now inside of her cell." Aizen said, smirking.
Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes a fraction, not wanting to seem utterly surprised or confused.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Aizen-sa-"
"-Do not lie, Ulquiorra. Something happened between you and her, am I correct?" Aizen spoke, smirk still evident on his face.
For some reason, Ulquiorra felt slightly angered at how calm Aizen was talking.
For a minute, Ulquiorra wanted to strangle his creator for treating the subject with such carelessness.
…wait.
No. Don't think that.
Aizen's smirk faded, and his hazel eyes narrowed.
"I'm awaiting an answer from you, Cuatro Espada."
"…Yes, Aizen-sama. Something happened." the black haired Arrancar heard himself admit, almost reluctantly.
Aizen smiled widely.
Ulquiorra clenched his hand that was in its pocket into a fist.
Don't look at me with that F***ing grin. The Espada thought angrily.
...
Damn, I'm losing it.
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Orihime was thrown roughly to the ground by the black haired Arrancar, and was now currently being kicked repetitively in the face by the same Arrancar.
"Hurry up, Ulquiorra could show up any minute!" the blonde one warned, apparently the lookout for this operation.
Oh god, please… let him come…
Orihime found herself praying for the black haired Espada to come whirling in to protect her.
Like with those other Arrancar… when they had tried to…
Orihime's eyes closed.
Why am I even wishing for him to come?
He killed Kurosaki-kun.
Better yet, I SLAPPED him. Why should he care about what happens to me?
The kicking stopped, and the black haired Arrancar picked up Orihime by the front of her shirt.
She was about to strike the orange haired girls face when a loud explosion erupted, blasting pieces of wall out and sending dust and smoke flying.
Orihime gasped, seeing the black feet and familiar sandals.
"Ulqui…"
The figure stepped out of the smoke.
Orihime felt her heart sink.
There, standing in the hole they had just created in the wall, stood Grimmjow.
WEWT CLIFFY~! ~dances the cliffy dance~ nyaaa!!
Anyways… I hope you liked this chapter, I think everything will start going smoothly from here now that I officially got everything figured out. Of course, that's saying that I don't get utterly tired out from school and slack in writing the chapters.
Lets hope for the best!
Review! Or else I'll have two whore-ish Arrancar beat you up then have Grimmjow explode your wall.
MUWHAHA two threats ~evil smile~
Ulqy-chan~ OUT! x3