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"You liar!" Orihime screamed, tears brimming in her eyes.
Ulquiorra frowned coldly at the woman as she glared at him. "You shouldn't have followed me," he told her. "But now you know."
"H-how can you say it like that? I didn't mean to follow you. I didn't know you were meeting up with…" Orihime shook her head. "With her." She whispered, gripping the tops of her arms.
Ulquiorra crossed over to the redhead and placed a ginger hand on her arm. "Orihime…"
"No!" Orihime slapped his hand away. "I… I hate you."
…
Orihime giggled. "And scene! That was great Ulquiorra. Thanks for going over my part with me."
Ulquiorra dropped character. He was a surprisingly good actor for someone so devoid of emotion.
"I still don't understand why you would accept the part," Ulquiorra said as his eyes ventured to the pile of homework the girl had stacked on his bed/couch.
Orihime looked at the mountainous pile and sighed. "Mine is the director, and I decided to support her by auditioning." Orihime chuckled lazily. "I never thought I'd actually get the part."
Ulquiorra went to sit in the spare space left on the couch while Orihime went to get something to drink.
"Oh, shoot," Orihime pouted. She stuck out her lip and crossed her arms, waiting.
"Oh no!" she said, stomping her foot. An expectant eye went over to where Ulquiorra sat reading a book he had checked out from the library earlier that day.
"Oh my god!" she said with a jump. Nothing.
"ULQUIORRA!"
The one called glanced over at the onna. "Yes, Orihime?" he asked innocently.
Orihime pulled on her best smile. "Ulqui, can you pretty please go get some more of that drink I like?"
Ulquiorra blinked, thinking over the pros and cons of leaving the comfort of his home to buy the onna her drink.
"I do not want to," he told her calmly, turning promptly away from the redhead.
Rolling her eyes Orihime stormed about the apartment, first grabbing a coat and slipping into her shoes at the door.
Ulquiorra pulled himself up from the couch and grabbed a bag from the coffee table.
"Orihime, you forgot your bag," he said to the girl as she was leaning down to put on her shoe.
Orihime snatched the bag from Ulquiorra's giving hands and gave him a bittersweet smile.
"Thanks Ulqui."
"You're welcome Onna."
When Orihime left the apartment she couldn't help but laugh at herself, her 'annoyed' look faded. "Who knew Ulquiorra could be so funny?" she murmured.
Luckily there was a convenient store close to Orihime's apartment that sold her drink, so the walk through the snow wasn't very long.
The stores neon lights came into view quickly, and Orihime went straight to the drinks aisle.
"There!" she cheered when her eyes landed on her drink. There was only one left, and it was meant for her.
Orihime grabbed for it cheerfully, but another hand reached for it at the same time. Fingers clashed awkwardly and Orihime took a step back, coming face to face with a petit woman with dark hair.
"Um, sorry," Orihime said with hidden malice in her sweet voice. "But I was here first, I think."
The other woman rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well…" she paused, squinting at the redhead. "H-hey! Are you… you were with Ulquiorra, right?"
Orihime frowned at the mention of her roommate on the other woman's lips.
"Yes… who are you?" she asked, not unkindly.
The woman smiled and bowed politely. "My name is Aiko Miesaki." She introduced herself. "And you are… Orihime? Am I right?"
Orihime nodded, "Yes. And you're the writer."
Aiko nodded eagerly. "So, how's it going with you and Ulqui?"
Orihime grimaced. "Don't call him Ulqui!" she said abruptly. "And we are doing just fine."
Aiko blinked, surprised by the girl's unexpected attitude. "Listen," she said after reading the atmosphere. "Ulquiorra and I are just friends, right? I'd never steal a taken man." She stopped. "Besides, Ulquiorra isn't exactly my type."
Orihime went red. "You… you don't deserve him anyway!"
"You're right!" Aiko said dramatically. "I don't deserve him! I don't even deserve this drink!" Aiko said, plucking the drink up. "So, here," she said giving the drink to Orihime. "Consider it a peace offering."
Orihime took it quickly, spun on her heels and left the amused raven haired girl to look after her.
M!M!
"Did you get your drink?" Ulquiorra asked when Orihime came in.
Silence.
"Orihime?" he asked, turning around right as a snowball went flying and hit him in the face.
The confused ex-espada blinked away the snow from around his eyes and looked up in absolute confusion at the onna, who shed her coat, drink in hand.
"We should go on vacation," she said, going to the kitchen.
Ulquiorra was curious as to why a ball of snow went flying at his face. He supposed that perhaps Orihime could have been upset with him for not getting the beverage for her….
"We should go to the beach," Orihime said, taking a swig from her drink. "That way Matte Matte! can be like all of those animes where the main characters go to the beach."
"Orihime?"
"Or maybe we can have a hot springs episode."
"Orihime?"
"Yes, my dear Ulqui?"
"Why did you throw snow at me just now?"
Orihime sighed and brushed a fly strand of hair from her face. "Because, Ulquiorra. You have a friend besides me who also just so happens to be a girl."
"You mean Aiko?"
"Yes, I met her today and had a little chat." Orihime smiled. "She really is rather nice, though."
Ulquiorra blinked, still very confused. "That's nice."
"Now!" Orihime said abruptly, grinning at Ulquiorra, who had yet to remove the snow from his face. "Hot springs or the beach?"
yay! I broke the fourth wall! Why? Because I felt like it would make things a little awkward! Yay for awkward! Anyway, sorry for not writing this chapter sooner. Time flew by too quickly for me to recognize that I'd missed an update.
Anywho, next chapter is hot springs or the beach. Honestly, I'm thinking the hot springs. Thank you all, read on and review.
