Alright… This is the part when I say, "I hope you are enjoying the story so far!"
I am getting more and dorkier by the day :/
I hope you liked how I wrote TWO chapters in one day! I think it was cool…
Now I have a serious question;
Should I continue writing these shorter chapters daily? Or would you rather prefer longer chapters that I will post every other day?
I'm kind of confused on what you guys would rather prefer so if you could review what you think, that would be AMAZING! Thank you! Enjoy!
Chapter 11
"Shut up! I got this spot first!"
"Like hell you got this spot first! I was clearly here first considering my natural speed…"
"Natural speed my ass! You just want to be close to Ross-san, Tomato face."
"I could say the same for you, Strawberry!"
You couldn't take the noise any longer. You brought your fist down on the heads of the Quincy and the Shinigami before they could even try to get physical with each other.
"I don't know about you two," you began calmly as their heads began to steam, "But I would rather not get angry during my first time at the beach."
You tried your best not to laugh as the two mumbled about how scary you were.
"Everyone! The water feels amazing!" Orihime had already made her way into the water and was walking around the shallow end with her waist above the water. Ichigo and everyone smiled as they raced to the water. You stayed behind and walked slowly to the edge of the water. It was your first time at the beach, so you had to allow Orihime to go shopping for your bathing suit for you. Luckily she took your begging into consideration and did not get you a bikini. Instead she got something very similar. You were wearing a (f/c) two piece but the top portion flowed down and covered your stomach. It was still a two piece though. Orihime was wearing a pink bikini, Chad was wearing a light brown swim trunks, Ichigo had blue, and Ishida with, of course, white.
You had been invited to the beach about two weeks after you saved Ulquiorra. He seemed to be healing nicely but you knew that his spiritual form was going to take a long time to heal itself. He had not lost his mask like you, but he had used up his entire supply of spiritual energy before he collapsed. You respected his wishes and didn't ask about how he was defeated or how he ended up in a sack in the middle of a park, but you couldn't help but ask how everyone was doing. He simply stated that they were all most definitely dead by now without looking at you. He knew that you still felt a connection to the ones that were created as you were.
You were torn from your thoughts when you heard Orihime scream and laugh as she emerged from the water soaking wet. She pushed Ichigo into the water and it became a war between everyone to see who could stay dry. You had unknowingly walked deeper into the water and noticed Ishida slowly making his way towards you. He along with everyone else was soaking wet. You were the only one that wasn't.
You looked at your dry self and then back to the evil faces of you friends who were beginning to close in as well.
"No. No. And No!" You yelled as they began to run after you. You began to run away as you felt strong arms wrap around your waist; preparing to pull you in with them.
"I win." Ishida announced as you fell back with him, the cold water engulfing both of you. You rose out of the water as Ishida lifted you into the air like a trophy and marched you to the rest of the group, who were cheering and whooping at your blushed cheeks.
As you all ate lunch on the shore you felt a hand tap your shoulder. You turned and Ishida began speaking quickly and nervously.
"So… um… Ross. Would you give me the honors of going out with me?"
You didn't understand what the term 'going out' was, so you asked, "Out, as in, outside?"
He chuckled nervously as he took your hand and brought it to his lips. You blushed deeply as he answered. "No… not exactly. I mean out on a date."
Your blush deepened as you smiled, saying, "Sure! It sounds like fun!"
Back at home
You came inside and immediately ran up the stairs. You had been away from Ulquiorra, and you felt like something was out of place. You looked in you room and saw that he wasn't in bed. As you began to freak out, you were about to look out the open window when you heard someone clear their throat at your door. You turned and sighed in relief when you saw Ulquiorra standing there, looking at you with humor reflected in his eyes.
"Were you really that worried, woman?"
You stomped out of the room in reply as you made your way down stairs, Ulquiorra at your tail. He was able to walk around the house now but he had to rest on the couch after walking down the stairs. You laid yourself on the couch; exhausted. You needed a soul to feed on soon. Urahara would allow you one night so that you could feed on hollows to strengthen your spirit. One hollow could allow you to survive for a little over a year. But you couldn't help but mentally imagine how delicious your friend's souls would be. You may have been an Espada, but that only meant that you were a stronger version of an average hollow. You could tell Ulquiorra felt the same way. Being almost empty on spiritual energy, he could use a meal. Human food would fill him and keep him alive for a while longer, but he would soon need a soul as badly as you did.
I have nothing better to do tonight anyway… you thought to yourself as you stood up and stretched. You could now last one hour in your spiritual form without collapsing; enough time to feast and return with your speed. You dialed into your phone to hear the bubbly voice of Urahara himself.
"Hello niece of mine! What is it that you would like?"
"Urahara-san… I'm going hunting tonight. Make sure you and no one else is out. I would like to enjoy some peace."
"As you wish… Come by tomorrow afternoon and we can talk over some lunch. Bye bye!"
Click
You turned to Ulquiorra and answered him before he could even ask. "Let's go hunting."
The Cuatro couldn't run or hunt on his own, so you had to bring the hollows to him. It wasn't as gruesome as when normal hollows feasted. You simply put your lips to the hollow's mask and drank in their soul. As weak as they were, by the end of the night you were full and filled with energy. Ulquiorra seemed the same way as he trailed behind you on the way home looking at anything but you. You felt similar as you enjoyed the sense of power coursing through your very being.
When you got back home and returned to your Gigai, you noticed Ulquiorra frown as you made your couch comfortable enough for you to sleep on.
"What is it?" you asked as he continued to frown at you.
"I feel much better now that I have eaten, woman. I would like to return to you your bed so you can sleep in comfort. I will sleep on the couch."
You shook your head as you answered, "I can't allow that… you are a guest and a friend in my home and that means you will follow my rules."
Instead of answering he lightly pushed you aside and began to sit himself down on your couch. Taking the opportunity to prove a point, you shoved him to the ground and pinned his hands above his head. You sat on him and kept him still as he attempted to struggle. You chuckled as he frowned at you.
"Until you could overpower me… you will do as I say and you will not be allowed to leave. Do I make myself clear?"
Ulquiorra sighed as he looked into your (e/c) eyes for any sign of weakness. When he found none he nodded his head.
"One condition…" he said as you held him still, nodding your head to listen.
"You will sleep in your own room whether I am in your bed or not."
You thought for a moment and let go of his hands and helped him up. He was heavier than you thought and he fell on top of you as you slipped onto the couch.
"Deal." You said, taking his hand in yours.
You looked at his slightly flushed cheeks. WAIT. Was Ulquiorra actually blushing?! He pushed himself off of you and made his way up the stairs to your room. As you followed him you mentally shrugged. Of course he wasn't you thought as you positioned some blankets on the floor next to the bed for you to sleep on. Without you noticing, he laid himself down on the floor where the blankets were and covered himself up.
"Sly bastard." you mumbled as you gave up on the Cuatro and fell into your bed.
Little did you know that the Fourth Espada had indeed been blushing, and was still blushing as he watched you doze off to sleep.
