AN: Ok so I'm literally spewing out stories today cause I have a snow day (even thought its technically an ice day) and I'm bored :D! So lets get back to our little story!

Chapter 12: Hurt

Orihime stood there shocked, baffled, and disoriented. She had just walked into her apartment when some man comes at her claiming to be her brother and holding a knife to her throat. She looked around desperately for anything that might help her escape but the only thing within reach was her mail.

"Orihime, I'm sorry for what I have done and what I am forced to do now. I wish it could be different." Sora whispered as he tightened his grip on the knife.

Orihime tried to get away by biting down on his hand. He recoiled in pain and assessed his wound which gave her a moment to lock herself in her room. She panted and searched for a way out like the window, but it was locked and she didn't have the strength to open it.

"You bitch get over here!" he screamed in anger.

This cant be Sora Orihime thought. The kind brother that once kissed her goodnight and had helped her through the toughest times in her life couldn't be this half drunken hit man who wanted her life.

Juts then the knife went through the door as he was forcing himself in. Orihime cried out in fear and hid in her closet planning on escaping once the doorway was clear. It was a slim chance that she would make it but she had to try.

Sora kicked open the door sending pieces of wood flying in every direction. He surveyed the wrecked bedroom from the doorway and moved to the side of the bed, checking under it to see if Orihime was lurking there.

The doorway as free of occupants. This was her chance to escape and make it to safety. While he was still searching for her she bolted for the door to make her escape. Sora however was too agile and grabbed her arm. She squealed in pain and tried to pry his hand off of her.

"Where do you think your going." he rasped trying to get a hold of her.

Orihime struggled to get out of his tight grip "LET GO" she screamed.

"Wrong answer." He grabbed her shoulders and bound her hands together to prevent movement. The ropes cut into her skin making cuts on her wrists and arms.

"What are you planning to do with me?" she pleaded tears streaming down her face.

"Baby sister, I'm protecting you." was his final word before he duck taped her mouth and put a bag over her head.

Sora wasn't taking her to Grimmjow and the others. He needed to protect and save Orihime from them.

He drove silently to a quiet apartment in the outskirts of town where he stayed. Upon arrival he went to the backseat and extracted his sister who had fallen asleep just as she always had. He took her up to his room and set her down on the couch unbinding her and removing the bag and duck tape.

"W-Where am I?" Orihime asked woken up by the shift in venue.

"You're at my apartment." he said groggily as he sat down on another chair.

Orihime panicked as she knew what would probably come next. "Why d-did you take me here?" she inquired, voice quaking and tears forming at the corners of her eyes.

"I need to talk to you."

Orihime relaxed slightly "About what?"

"About…why I faked my death and came here tonight."

Orihime remained silent as he relayed the story to her. Her eyes widening with fear again as he mentioned what he was sent there to do.

"Who…who would want to kill me?" she whispered deeply troubled by the fact that she could've hurt someone.

"Some girl, I don't know the full details. Apparently you had done something towards the lines of harming her and she wants you out of the way."

"But, I've never done anything to harm anyone! Not Tatsuki, not Rukia not…"

"What did you just say?" he interjected. "You're friends with her…Rukia. The one that wants you gone?" he said disgusted.

"What do you mean? Rukia wants me killed? Why?" Orihime asked in confusion. Rukia had been nothing but nice to her and Orihime had done the same. She shared more with her than she even shared with Tatsuki. "This cant be true!" she said at once breaking the silence.

Sora sighed. "Orihime, your friend wants your life and I need to take you in to the boss.

"Who is this boss that you so fondly talk of?" she spat back.

"His name is Aizen and if I don't follow his every whim…We die."

Orihime laughed "And you believe that?"

"If only you'd seen." Sora said remembering all the times that he had killed any traitor who had defied him. It was so quick, one with trained eyes would struggle to see the swipe of his blade.

"If you are who you claim to be, my brother, why would you try to give me in?" she questioned.

"To save your life. With you in his control, you will be safe and we can be together again. Just like we were when mom and dad died. I will always protect you." he finished.

Orihime shifted in her seat and looked into his eyes. It belonged to Sora, he looked like Sora, but he acted so different from her Sora.

"Hime, I'm doing the best I can for you and in order to do that, we need to go."

"S-Sora…I'll go but you have to promise me that you would be able to get me out of there and tell my friends."

Sora looked at the carpet and then to her "Ok…I will."

"Well, I guess it's time to leave."

It was dark and cold in the alleyway as Sora pulled up to the hideout and dragged Orihime out behind him. In order to make things look realistic, they agreed to tie her up again. He knocked on the door just to be greeted by Tousen.

"So you got her alright then?"

"Well what do you think?" he asked while pointing to the writhing Orihime .

Tousen seemed satisfied "The meeting just ended but he should still be there along with some stragglers."

Sora nodded and dragged Orihime to the meeting room where Aizen would be waiting. He knocked on the door getting permission to step inside. Two men opened the heavy doors allowing him entrance.

Perched on a high marble Chair sat Aizen smirking that smirk and eyeing them with interest. "Sora, well done! I see that you had no trouble running that little errand I sent you on." he mused crossing his legs.

"Take her. I've done my part, now do your's." Sora hissed through gritted teeth.

"Ahh, but you have forgotten that I instructed you to kill her, not keep her. We don't need another whore." he voiced staring at someone Sora couldn't identify. "But, since she's here might as well…put her to work."

Tousen untied her and presented her in front of Aizen. Orihime blushed and held back tears as she was thrust at him.

"Hmm…I might have been wrong, which I highly doubt, but this girl seems to innocent. Too…good." he concluded stroking his hand along her soft cheek.

Sora tensed up but quickly calmed down before anyone saw his moment of weakness.

"Yes, throw her in one of the confinement prisons until I find a use for her." Aizen announced coldly gesturing in which direction she was to go.

Orihime stole one last fleeting look of anguish before being whisked away to her cell.

Sora's heart panged with regret as he had gotten his sister into this mess and promised at all costs to get her out. He wouldn't loose her again.

Ichigo strolled up the block to see Orihime and maybe hang out for a bit. He smiled to himself and bounded up the stone steps. He walked up to her door and saw it was open.

"Inoue?" he called entering the room. The apartment was torn apart with a broken door off it's hinge and her purse overturned. Ichigo searched the house looking for any trace of her but saw none. His heart beat fast and he raced out of the apartment to get help. He needed to find Inoue at any cost

AN: OOOHH! Ok so you might have been like WTF cause when I was writing it that's how I felt lol! So what did ya think? Pretty crazy huh! Please read and review and all that jazz. O and btw not to be cheesy but check out my new story chapster one is up now:D. PEACE LOVE AND TEXT!