Disclaimer: do not own bleach.
Ulquiorra's hairy talons dug in the dirt as he landed on the soggy moist ground. The chill air made his fur rise up. He clawed the ground in desperation with his claws, and moved his head side to side with difficulty because of the new grown horns. His tail slapped the ground in frustration. Ulquiorra looked up and batted his wings, lifting into the air. He looked everywhere for her. She ran away magically from the room. And since lately there has been an ongoing thread of mystical happenings in his life, he actually considered this particular event as normal. The most that stuck out for Ulquiorra was the hole in his chest and that now he was a fur ball with wings and a tail. Well, not exactly a fur ball, he could be seen in the sculptures of mythological creatures in the Notre dame. Or as the nun that came into the room to aid the crazy screaming, hair tearing, nail biting, nervous wrecking, beautiful face, strange choice eating, bread and chocolate stuffing Orihime, described him as the devil. He mentally laughed at the poor nun who fainted in sight.
After a while of flapping his wings around, getting used to the air whistling in his ears and the flight composure, Ulquiorra spotted Orihime on the edge of the cliff. Ulquiorra felt kind of giddy, for the first time in years. He finally could come down, make her come back to her senses and go home. He wanted to make it quick; he wanted to make this end. And fast. This whole thing was eating him on the inside, he already had enough by being immortal and watch everyone grow old and die, while he just sat there, watching the whole world into dust.
As he came closer and closer to Orihime, Ulquiorra spotted small red spots all over her linen white dress, which floated around her. The clash of the waves in the distance faded on the back, erasing all of the ambient noise. The sharp smell of salt and algae roamed in the air, making Ulquiorra wrinkle his nose. He wasn't fond with algae. Slowly, he dived in, and in the last minute, he opened his wings majestically, showing all his might, but in the inside, he was scared to death.
"Ulquiorra…" her eyes gleamed at him.
"Orihime… don't leave me…" Ulquiorra pleaded.
"I will never leave you… I am right here…" A smile spread through her face.
"Don't leave…" He whispered slowly, and walked slowly, counting each step, until he could see the shining abyss in her eyes, gleaming through his eyes, making him feel alive.
"But I have to go… my time has come…" She smiled as a tear traveled down her face.
"What do you mean? You are fine…" Ulquiorra argued.
"Ulquiorra… I've never loved someone so much as you…" Ulquiorra walked dangerously close to Orihime, near the edge of the cliff, with the booming noise of the roaring waves. "And my love for you could go on for five lifetimes… and I would have five families… and five jobs…" She sobbed happily, not regretting what she lived. "But no matter what… at the end… you will always be there…" She smiled, crying uncontrollably.
"Orihime… you can't leave! We can go home… back, with Nelliel and Grimmjow… and we will get married, you can become a ballerina, and I'll be your pianist. And we will have two kids, and every afternoon we will gaze how the world changes into the dusk… and we will get married… and have the huge wedding you always fantasized with Nelliel… and there will be roses… lots of roses!" Ulquiorra argued as the tears slipped through his face.
She nodded her face and looked up to Ulquiorra.
"This will happen… a life time from now… until then…" Orihime kissed Ulquiorra.
It was the last kiss, the last goodbye, and the last glimpse of heaven. It was the end of everything. The world stopped that exact moment. Orihime's gaze gave a last goodbye, as she slowly drifted into the darkness, falling off the cliff. She reached with her hand as she mouthed the words 'I love you'. The endless fall was an eternity, as Ulquiorra dived after her, reaching for her hand.
"Don't leave… I love you!" he shouted, as he could feel her wrist between the harsh grasp of his hand.
"I can rest in peace now… thank you…" Her last word was a whisper, when she turned into rose petals, spreading all over the sea, which later sunk to the bottom due to the waves.
Nelliel felt desire, and betrayed for the first time. He hated Grimmjow's guts, but also loved his way to be. But this has gone for long enough. He would do everything backwards. When she goes up, he'll go down, Nelliel goes right, and he will always go left. But he called her immature. Immature? He is the childish one! Yeah sure, she is nineteen now, kind of in the bloom of life, still inexperienced enough, but he is the one that created her baby, previously known as 'don't worry baby, I'll pull out'. She furrowed her brows and stared at the blue haired man working outside, landscaping the garden. She felt such hatred towards him, but she felt like a stupid teenage girl when he took his shirt off to work.
"Mama!" Little Nel articulated small babbles, she could say 'mere' and 'pere' as well as other small words as 'chien' and 'chat' but that's about it.
"Ton pere est un imbecil…" Nelliel kneeled down to the small crib and grabbed a crystal charm, that dangled with the light.
"Mama! Mama!" her little arms stretched into the air as the hue of colors played before her eyes. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, every single color of the light spectrum shining on the walls.
"I love your dad so much… but sometimes he is such a jarhead…" She whispered to her baby. "And it's so frustrating sometimes! You can't even have a proper conversation with that super-hot, and sexy guy, which occasionally he outsmarts his own mind, and if he wanted, he could be as good as Voltaire, or Diderot… even Montesquieu, yes, like Montesquieu, he's good." She talked to her little baby, oblivious that the small child barely followed the conversation.
"And your mom is so stubborn, but she always gets back up after she falls down. She is smart and beautiful… yeah sure, she is immature, but she knows what is right and wrong." Grimmjow was leaning on the doorway, shirtless, with all his battle scars on the air.
"But Grimmjow is sweet, and gentle… he is always by my side." Her eyes stared intensely at Grimmjow, from the middle of the play room.
"Nelliel can be annoying sometimes, and has strange taste for food, and rants about everything. But she is a working woman, and I couldn't be prouder than telling my friends that my wife reads and writes." Nelliel watched carefully as he walked towards her, as her smile spread widely across her face.
"But I will always love you… until the end of time…" Nelliel sat up, grasping part of her fancy skirt on her hands running across, and rapidly she opened her arms, clashing against Grimmjow.
"And beyond time…" He whispered, hugging her close to his chest.
"Come what may… I will love you… no matter what…" She sobbed, showing her tear streaked face.
"And let it come… 'cuz I ain't backing out…" He kissed her roughtly.
this might be the corniest chapter of all times in the history of Ulquihime and Grimmnel.
I think this chapter is adorable, and it was inspired by that episode of bleach and the song 'Come What May' from moulin rouge.
This is too adorable.
'Kay! see ya guys next time!
REVIEW! OR I WILL MAKE LITTLE NEL DIE!
(I'm just kiiiiding)
Oh! by the way! you have to check out this videos in youtube- Kid history 2 & 3
that is some real fanfiction (it's super adorable!)