Chapter 14: Wrong Cravings
A/N: Sorry for the 'sort of' late update. A lot of things in real life have been occupying my mind so before I knew it, I was hit by a very bad 'writers-block' . I'm sorry about that. However, school is getting closer and closer so you guys will have to do with the slower updates from now on – I've got to prioritize my studies before fics T-T
However, I hope you guys enjoy the new chapter and that you'll stay with me none the less ^^
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Painted figures walk in my sleep
Haunting every inch of my being;
I can feel their touch at my fingertips
I can feel their touch at my eyelashes
I can feel their touch at my soul
I can feel them infiltrate my heart
The green color spills from my eyes
Envy, Jealousy and Lust.
Orihime carefully closed her small delicate fingers around the door handle – her hand shaking lightly as a sign of her growing nervousness. Everything was tumbling down at once… and it felt like her head could burst at any moment. She was not an innocent teenager anymore; she was a mother. She hadn't seen her Nakama for several months; and yet she wasn't sad. She had been growing closer and closer to her supposed caretaker… an Arrancar… And yet, she felt no remorse for craving his deep green eyes whenever he wasn't there.
Had she grown twisted?
Gathering whatever courage her small body could muster, she finally managed to turn the door handle and open the door in front of her. Even though the door seemed like every other door in Las Noches; painted endless white and with no apparent flaws, she knew that what waited her on the other side would be the trigger of a life turning event.
She was gonna meet her son.
She inhaled a good amount of oxygen while her deep brown eyes rested at the floor…. Suddenly, her feet felt like lead, and her throat got dry. She had no idea what to say or react when she saw him. Would she cry? Would she be happy? Would she be at a loss of what to do?
She carefully closed the door behind her as she finally found the needed courage to look inside of the room. It was white… Everything was white… except for a small creature that had placed itself at the newly made bed; arms placed at both sides of his small body and his legs dangling from the bed.
The first thing that caught Orihime's attention was the eyes; the deep green eyes that resembled the father's down to a tea. It was almost scary to look at those eyes after her talk with Ulquiorra; it made her feel too many of the emotions she had been desperately trying to hide.
She forced a smile onto her lips when the child seemed to notice her and confusion quickly painted his features.
"W-Who are you?"
Orihime was completely taken aback by her son's sudden question. He didn't know her yet… or her role as his mother… Somehow, that revelation made a feeling of sadness and loss fill every inch of her being.
A child needed to know its parents and feel love throughout their whole life… so the fact that she had been unable to see him until now, even if it had only been a couple of days, made her feel terribly guilty.
"It's okay, I'm here now." She whispered softly as she approached him. She could feel how tears welled up in her eyes… It was so unbelievably overwhelming and surreal. "You'll be alright…"
The confusion only got stronger in the small boys eyes as the unknown woman placed herself at the side of the bed, fell to her knees, and embraced him.
He had never been held before, so the sensation of another person's warmth and the soft feeling of the woman's cheek against his own puzzled him beyond belief. It was not an unwelcome feeling… It was just… strange.
"Who… are you?" He repeated unsure of himself, while Orihime ran her fingers tenderly through his auburn hair. She let out a deep breath of relief… Thank god, he seemed okay.
"I'm your mother…" She pulled away so she was able to look him the eyes – look into those deep green eyes that still reflected childlike innocent and confusion. She used her left hand to wipe away the tears as she laughed apologetically. "I-I'm sorry I haven't been able to see you before now…" She tried to sound firm, strong, confident, mother-like, but her voice began to shake instead. "I-I'm so sorry."
She held him close again; clutching at the white Espada like uniform he was wearing while she felt his nose brush against her bosom in the tight embrace. She just wanted to hold him like that forever and never let go… she wanted to smother him, love him, and raise him in protected surroundings. However, she knew that she was just fooling herself… They were in Hueco Mundo, a place that was not the least fitting for raising a child, and there was nothing she could do about it.
As defeat slowly began weighing her down, she felt how the child moved slightly in her arms. If it was to make himself more comfortable, or to escape the feeling of her tenderness, she didn't know. "What is... a mother?"
Orihime laughed softly by his son's question even though it was terrible that he was unaware of such a basic thing. "Every child has a mother and a father – You were created by me and your father…."
She hoped that he didn't ask for any details; to explain about the flowers and the bees were, after all, something she wanted to avoid if possible. She touched his auburn hair softly with a slight fascination hidden in her deep brown eyes... It was strange… really strange, to sit there with her child… and a nameless child by that.
"Do you understand?" she looked down at him with hopeful eyes.
"Y-yes." His answer was soft and almost like a whisper. She felt him tug lightly at her sleeve. "So… you're like daddy?"
Orihime couldn't help but feel a slight sense of wonder. She remembered Ulquiorra's words; about the fact that he didn't want to visit their son… but she figured that he had met the child when he was born… or something similar to that. Otherwise, how would he be able to know who his dad was?
"I guess you could say that." She smiled warmly at him – a tender and loving smile that seemed to brighten her whole face in an instant. "And I won't leave you anymore… I'm here for you."
She knew that it would be hard to keep a promise like that, but she needed to say it aloud… to stay true to herself and her principles in life.
The child smiled – the first ever smile to graze his small pale lips. Even though he had inherited Orihime's auburn hair, his pale features and striking green eyes resembled Ulquiorra's… And it was strange for her to see her son, the son that resembled Ulquiorra in so many ways, smile like that…
And she wondered… if just for a bit… Had Ulquiorra ever been smiling like that before?
"So." She muttered softly while she desperately tried to hide her inner turmoil. "Wouldn't it be about time that I named you?"
Orihime had been staying in the white room with her son for several hours before a soft knock could be heard at the door. Not too surprisingly, the 4th Espada, and the only man in Orihime's life, stepped inside with casual steps – his posture cool, calm and collected.
He managed to cast a quick glance at their son, before he turned his attention to Orihime. "Aizen-sama has approved that you can sleep here with your son. The bed should be wide enough for both of you."
Orihime was not too happy about his cold words… and the way he seemed to avoid their son's curious eyes. She slowly rose from the bed, a soft smile still adorning her lips to conceal the feeling of disappointment as it washed over her. Why was he suddenly like that…?
"I already named him." Orihime muttered – apparently ignoring Ulquiorra's earlier words, as she approached him with slow steps. He didn't move or divert his eyes from her; instead, green and brown met in a fateful moment. "Haru."
She noticed the slight change in Ulquiorra's green eyes though she simply smiled at it. "Because you know… By now, it must be spring in the human world."
She missed the different seasons… after all, nothing ever changed in Hueco Mundo. She had to accustom herself to endless white and an artificial sun. There were no flowers… no snow… no grass… just sand.
She wondered how hollows could adjust to such surroundings…
She blinked her eyes in confusion when Ulquiorra's words cut through the silence; "Do as you like." They were cold and just as merciless as she remembered them from the first time they met… Was she supposed to start all over?
She had no intention of accepting such a fate… she wanted to fight for him, for Haru, and for her right to love him. Even when they stood like that, no more than a few meters from each other, she could feel the cold his body always seemed to emit.
She craved that cold… No matter how wrong she deep down knew it was.
She placed her hand at his sleeve, as she walked past him – she forced a smile onto her features when she quickly turned to Haru who was still sitting motionless at the bed.
"I'll be back in just a minute Haru, Mommy just needs to talk about some adult stuff real quick." And with that, she tugged at Ulquiorra sleeve – urging, almost begging! of him to follow her out of the room.
It would be horrible if she had to confront of him in front of Haru… There was no need for him to see it…
Luckily, Ulquiorra slowly reacted to the light tugging at his sleeve and with no further words or complaints he followed her out of the room.
However, even though Orihime had every intention to talk with him, it ended up being less talking than she had wanted… much less.
She moaned in pure longing when his hands roamed at her body.
She had no idea that she had longed for him like that… that she had missed his touch, such a simple thing, to such a terrifying extend. She would give pretty much anything to make him touch her like that all day.
At first, she had tried to talk casually with him; ask once again what had happened since his behavior had changed so drastically, but her attempts to make him speak were futile. Then, she had tried to talk to him about Haru… About how much she wanted him to be there for both of them, but all she received were indifferent green eyes. First when she had placed her hands carefully at his arm, brushing her fingertips along the fabric and uttering the loss she felt, he had reacted…
But not in the way she expected… not at all.
His slightly taller body pinned her to the white wall behind them, while his hands moved untiringly under her white Espada uniform. His fingertips grazed the soft skin at her stomach and the firm flesh at her waist while her occasional moans were the only thing that broke the silence…
That was, until he finally spoke;
"Is this what you want? Is this the reason why you can't let go of me?"
She arched her back and whimpered when he placed a knee between her legs – spreading her thighs so he could get better access to the sacred place she hid there. He whispered in her ear – his words dripping with poison; "Is this why you still persist to make my life more complex than needed?"
He moved his hand from her waist and down her thigh; his grip tight and rather harsh as if he was afraid that she would leave. "Is this why you still lust for me?"
Not all of his words reached her ears; she was simply too caught up by the ball of tension that had gathered in the pit of her stomach. Her whole body screamed after him – and it drowned out most of the words that left his pale lips… most of them.
"Please…" She begged softly, her eyes clouded with lust as she arched her back towards him to feel the contours of his chest press against her bosom. "Please don't leave."
Both of his hands roamed at her body again; the rough and yet cold texture of his hands creating delicious friction against her much warmer and softer body as he placed his hands at the two lumps of flesh that was a frequent object of women's jealousy.
She tried to move forwards to kiss him – but the rough feeling of his hands at her breasts and the invading feeling of his knee between her legs, kept her away. It was as if he didn't want to kiss her…
"What if I want to leave, Orihime?" The knee was replaced by the feeling of his lower body, and she lustfully opened her legs further to let him in. "There would be nothing you could do about it."
The feeling of his sex, even if fabric still separated them, drove her mad with anticipation. His teasing was simply too much…
"I won't let you leave…" She forced a smile upon her lips even though it was painful. "I will still persist to seek you out…" Because she couldn't reach his lips with her own, she ran her thumb along his bottom lip to create the illusion of kissing him. Perhaps, that was the only kind of tenderness she could give and receive in that moment… illusions. "…until the day I am no more."
Her words apparently affected him, because his hands stopped their rough treatment of her breasts for a short second and his deep green eyes dug onto her brown ones. It was ridiculous… That was what he thought.
"… Are all humans masochists like you?" And with that he began grinding softly between her legs; just a very soft sway from his hips at random intervals, even though Orihime's sensitive skin felt it all. "Do not tempt me further."
Orihime laughed softly. "I'm not tempting you." She placed her arms across his shoulders while she, to encourage his actions further, arched her back to force their bodies closer together. She let out a deep breath to calm down the feeling of lust that was slowly starting to ignite… "I'm just presenting what is and always will be rightfully yours."
She would always belong to him… She had been blind and ignorant in the human world, where her obsession over Kurosaki-kun had been the only thing to pull her through the day. But that was no more; she had found other things to cherish… and those things started with deep green eyes… that would never change.
However, Ulquiorra never managed to comment on her words… not because he didn't want to, but because a small reiatsu had caught his attention. He had no idea how long the child had been there, or how long those deep green eyes that resembled his own had stared at them from the safety of the door frame… But even so, he couldn't help but feel like smirking…
Orihime would have a lot to explain their son, when he was done with her…
A/N: I Hope you guys enjoyed reading – I love all of you who takes the time to read my humble fic; even those of you who don't review *Shame on you* ;3 Remember that any future updates will be slower than usual, so please bear with me ^^' Spread the love for Ulquihime! ^^