This chapter is a little stupid, but I think it's cute. So, here it is!
Manhana could not understand exactly why it was Orihime set three places for breakfast. But she didn't say anything- Orihime had always been a little weird. Maybe she was putting out some food for her dead brother? What was his name⦠Sota? Yeah, Sota. Or maybe Sora. Definitely Sora.
Still, it was a little odd- more odd than usual- that Orihime slipped food off the plate whenever she wasn't looking. It was almost like a third person was in the room eating off the plate when she wasn't looking. She tried to catch Orihime several times, starring off to the door casually to look back quickly and unexpectantly a single moment later. But Orihime was never fazed.
It was driving her just a little crazy.
Then came the early morning movies.
And it wasn't enough that Orihime had to sit really close, like there was a person on the other side of her. No, she had to take huge handfuls of popcorn whenever Manhana was really into the movie- like there was someone else there.
And after that then came the game- risk. Risk, the game Manhana had never been beaten in. Orihime acted just as she usually did, but then it would come time for Oirhime to pick her next move... She would suddenly look to the side, the empty seat that had an extra plate that morning. And then she would look back down at the board with this cunning smile and ruthlessly take over another section of the board. She was a one-woman armada all of the sudden, looking over to where her imaginary friend was, possessing the intellect of someone who'd tried taking over the world and probably could have. It was unnerving!
After Orihime's crushing victory, she had decided that maybe she should go home and see if they were mostly done cleaning up the flooding. She wasn't sure if she could take another minute of the madness.
"Orihime, um, can I use your phone?"
She smiled gently, like nothing was wrong. "Of course! It's right over there-" She stopped, looking behind her. Suddenly she looked back to Manhana. "Never mind, it's over there."
Manhana tried very, very hard but despite his best efforts her eye did start to twitch. "Thanks, Hime." She ground out with a smile. "I'll just be a second."
She grabbed the telephone from its cradle, turning to sit down on the couch behind where Orihime was standing. She quickly plopped down, then jumped back up with a scream.
"I FELT SOMETHING ON THE COUCH!"
Orihime blinked. "Oh my."
There was only so much Manhana could take. And this was weird. Really weird.
"That's it, I'm out of here!" Handing the phone back to Orihime she ran for her bags, hefting them up over her shoulder. "I love you to death Orihime, but this is too weird!" And out the door she went.
For a second, Orihime just stood in the middle of the room, confused.
She turned to Ulquiorra, an impish smile growing over her features. "Ha." She started, barely containing the laugh. "Ha ha." And then from there she broke down into laughing.
Ulquiorra remained still, a small frown on his face.
"Come on, Uqluiorra, that was funny!" Orihime managed through her laughter.
To that his dry reply was, "She sat on me."
Orihime only laughed harder.
