I'll be trying to make more emotional for all the characters, might make a sequal once I reach the end. And sorry it's so short, I'll make longer ones.

Warning: Language

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach

Brightness

A long, lingering silence settled as Orihime stood there, smiling softly, unsure of how the three men would react. Ichigo was still, speechless, eyes wide and seemingly watery. In a sudden movement after Ichigo finally allowed reality to sink in, he got up, running recklessly and tripping as he desperate ran to her shy form, "Inoue!" He yelled out, eyes wide and tears falling down his cheeks. He hoped now, that as he looked at her, that she wasn't an illusion, that this wasn't another dream. He wanted her in his arms, happiness and pain filled his heart as he ran closer and closer to her still, suprised form. Orihime gasped, Nel jumping out of her arms on insticnt just as Ichigo tackled Orihime in a hug. They fell to the ground, Orihime also began shedding tears as it sank in.

This is Kurosaki-kun...The man she had promised 5 lifetimes to...

The man who promised to protect her

And the man she never expected to see such emotions from.

Grimmjow had been dangerously close to clocking that bastard on the jaw before Ulquiorra held him back, meeting eyes with him, as though warning him. Ulquiorra wanted his human to enjoy her moment in reuniting with her friends, even though he was still against them meeting. He wanted her truly happy, and he knew that wasn't possible if she was with them. They were dead. They couldn't give such a bright girl happiness. His expression nonchalant as Grimmjow looked away from the scene, understanding what the fourth had said through their eye contact without a word being spoken. He took a step back, clearly hurt, but hid it under anger and annoyance.

He realized that he couldn't make her feel the way he had made both of them feel.

They couldn't make it feel like home in a world of death

They couldn't be there for her when she got lonely

They could not give her happiness

Not the kind she had given them.

He held his ground, glancing back as Ichigo held Orihime around the waist, still keeping his hold on her. He clenched his jaw, a tinge of jealousy seeping in his heartless soul. Why? That woman didn't mean jackshit to him! She was just somebody who healed! A fuckin' burden! Who the hell needed her?! He thought angrily in his thoughts as he watched her with such a bright smile as the other two men also came and held her tightly. His eyes saddened for a moment at the sight. She was their sun...But...What if she was his too?

He didn't want them to take his sun away.

R&R

I'll continue if y'all like it