I've been a naughty in the chapter..lol. As I'm writing this chapter I have this song (Vocaloid Dubstep -Fatal Force & Crusher P -Wildfire -extended Version) on repeat, I love this song. I am sooo glad you love this story, it makes me so happy and want to continue. The reason Sora is a major character in this story is because he's sort of a favorite character of mine in the Bleach manga. He's Orihime's first hero, in a way her first love, Ichigo had some major shoes to fill to hold a candle to him. I'm glad he became Orihime's hero and true love while never actually replacing Sora. Orihime had enough love in her heart for the both of them.
"That's what you were mysteriously doing, you said you were going to the restroom, not give that pig your number." The spiky haired said shoving her training gear into her locker.
The green haired girl was drying her hair from showering as she stopped to wink at her friend. "It's been 2 days since the party and he's already texting me." She was awkwardly putting on her shirt on and checking her messages at the same time, almost hitting herself with the locker.
"Pfft, of course he is, he wants to get into your pants."
"Oh my gosh, really," she gasped dramatically covering her mouth for effect then began to smile, "I'm not naive Tastuki, I already knew that." Closing her locker as she leaned against it, blushing.
"He's offensive, I can't understand what you see in him," shaking her head as she gathered her things to leave.
"I know you don't understand cause your not attracted to him," she giggled seeing her friend scrunch her nose in disgust.
"He's sexy, strong, and funny look what he texted me," she continued showing her phone. Tatsuki rolled her eyes looked up at the green haired girl before reading it out loud.
"Why don't you send a picture of your tits and I'll send you big tasty snack." She glanced in her friends direction stunned," Nel, how the hell is this funny he's being a dick."
Nel laughed, "Whatever! You act like I haven't said anything just as bad. Plus, he's just being honest and says what's on his mind." She rolled her eyes for her friends lack of sense of humor.
"He's still a pig."
"Who's a pig?" They heard the voice of their green eyed friend, whom Tatsuki had wanted to avoid as she sighed. He continued to stare at the spiky haired girl as he joined them in leaving the dojo.
"She's calling Grimmjow a pig," she giggled.
"Hmmmm! I find him loud and I consider whatever comes out of his mouth completely unintelligent." he said following behind the girls.
Nel fumed scrunching he lips together, "I knew you would think that, your both no fun," pointing to Ulquiorra and then pointing to Tatsuki," and a lack a sense of humor."
He eyed the green haired girl as if analyzing her, "I do find humor in the man's stupidity, I want to know why Tatsuki considers him a pig?"
"Are you trying to be funny, Ulquiorra?" Tatsuki glared at him.
"I was not intending to be, " he gave her an intense stare.
She swallowed hard before continuing," Your telling me you didn't hear his vulgar comments towards Nel and your sister."
"Nel is qualified to take care of herself, as for my sister. I'm even more inclined to dislike him, but as for his comments he just voices what some men are thinking."
Both girls redden as Nel began to laugh, " See Tatsuki even Ulquiorra agrees with me and he's the smaretest one in our group."
Tatsuki glared at Nel who only angered her more, when the green haired girl mockingly glared and stuck out her tongue.
"Anyways! I'll see you guys later. Father and Uncle wants to speak to me about some changes at the dojo, which will take up most of my time." She pouted waving to her friends as she headed to the other direction.
Tatsuki had wanted to voice to Nel to not leave her alone with their green eyed friend, but stayed quiet, she didn't want to deal with her friends third degree questioning. She glanced in his direction and quickly turned away quickening her pace when she saw him continuing to stare.
"Is there a reason for your avoidance, Tatsuki?"
She stopped, feeling annoyed as she quickly pivoted around to face him, eyes glaring at his unwavering stare.
"You really trying to upset me, Ulquiorra? You know very damn well why I don't want to be alone with you." She redden slightly as she stood her ground hands on hips.
He slowly started to walk towards her, eyes downcast as he walked past her hands in his pocket. Tatsuki started oi walk behind him keeping her distance from him.
"I promise to not say those things to you again if it makes you uncomfortable." She stared at his back skeptically she didn't trust his new found nice act, there was silence for a few seconds before the man in front of her turned towards her.
"Unless..." He was walking towards her eyes fixated, she began to step back fists clenched at her side, ready to hurt him if he tried anything.
"You don't want me to stop."
Her eyes widen as she felt a wall blocking her path, she also realized they were alone in a shaded alley. She started to blush at her predicament and began to slightly tremble when she felt him tower over her.
She looked to her sides for an exit when his hand was against the wall blocking her view. He made her uncomfortable which angered her since no one made her feel that way.
"Get the hell out of my way or..."
"I rather not listen to empty threats and I'm not planning on moving, I want to talk,"
"I don't care what..." Her words were cut off by the abrupt kiss from the intimidating man. Her eyes turned into a piercing glare as she made to punch with her right, as it was caught by him still staring at her. She became even more upset she used her other fist but he stopped it also, pulling both arms above her head. Eyes penetrating the petite girl who was staring at him with fury. Her blush became more apparent, when he used his body weight to secure her in place.
"Now for no more interruptions, I'll continue our conversation." He stopped gazing at her eyes to examine her now red toned cheeks, then down her pink tongue that peeked through to lick her bottom lip.
"Your denying your attraction towards me, I always pondered over the years what I possibly did to make you so upset whenever we spoke."
"It's because you piss me off, we don't usually agree on things, Ulquiorra." She said angrily struggling under his weight to get away.
"Given your personality that maybe the case, but whenever Nel spoke to me about my occasional female acquaintances at the time. Why did I receive hostility from you? At first I brushed it off as your dislike on my treatment of the girls but then you also disapproved on my choice of woman."
"They were poor choices," she stated avoiding eye contact.
"So was it just a few or all my choices? Why should you care about my choices, anyway?"
"I care about all my friends choices."
He removed his right hand using his left to keep both her arms above her. His finger brushed across her bottom lip, as he felt her body shake under him. He leaned in to press his lips firmly onto her mouth, as his hold weakened and her struggle ceased under him. She opened her mouth as he pushed his tongue passionately kissing her. He removed his other hand, letting her hands fall onto his shoulders slowly finding his black hair. Her mind was in a daze as he continued to kiss her with no sign of stopping. Her body was hot with desire for him, of course she would never admit it. How could she admit her feelings for him? He pulled away watching her dazed look.
"Do you still deny it?" He said sternly as he saw her turn away and scowl.
She felt him swiftly enter her pants, past her underwear entering her sex. She gasped as she felt his cold calloused hand touch her most intimate spot. She turned to glare at him as she found her body squirming towards him. She stopped when he slid his finger across her folds, as a soft moan escaped her lips.
Removing his hand, she watched him lick his fingers that were coated in her sex, his eyes focused solely on her. She felt heat rise from between her legs, her heart quickened watching his actions.
"Your completely soaked! Now did you start becoming aroused when I kissed you or was it when you noticed we were going to walk alone?"
She glared at him but quickly look down arms crossed around her stomach completely silent. He continued to study her with his eyes as he leaned back turning to walk away.
"Your leaving?" She nervously said then blushing at her poor choice of words, of course she wanted him to leave, didn't she?
He stopped to look at her from the corner of his eye, "Your correct in your assumptions of them all being bad choices, but they were simply just for sex."
She stood frozen hands tightly balled into fist at her side, as a single tear dropped to the side of her cheek,"Is that what this is... Am I another one to satisfy your urge?" She said through clenched teeth.
He walked up to her lifting her chin up as he leaned forward to lightly kiss her mouth tasting the salt from her tears.
"No, Tatsuki! You're the reason why those women could never satisfy me."
She looked intently at his eyes, seeing a hint of emotion behind his usual expressionless facad. She timidly grinned leaning up to kiss him on the lips roughly pushing him away.
"Baka," she said endearingly as she put her arms around him for a hug. For a moment they stood there as he lifted his arms around her tightening his hold.
Orihime sat at her desk in her room trying to study, but couldn't get a certain orange haired guy from her mind. She put her hand to her mouth to prevent the giggle from escaping. She decided and he unwillingly agreed, to not make their relationship publicly known to their friends and family yet. It was all so new, she just wanted to be content with how things were going. It mainly was her idea, she wanted to enjoy their time together before telling others, specifically Sora. Ichigo showed discomfort in keeping their relationship a secret but agreed on the basis that she promised to tell her brother as soon as possible.
Everything seemed like a dream that she was afraid she'd wake up from. She was so glad Karin and Yuzu were okay with her dating their brother, they expressed they were more than okay, ecstatic. Karin was happy for Orihime to be with the person she fawned over for all these years, but expressed her displeasure on her poor choice.
She heard the door to their home open, as she skipped out her room wondering which brother had come home. She saw the business suit and dark hair of her eldest brother. Sora heard of his sister, looking up to see her bright smile as he smiled back.
"I'm glad to see you happy again, Orihime! Did you have fun at the Kurosakis'," he said slipping into his slippers. He gave her a light kiss on the head as he put his briefcase down.
"Oh! We had so much fun, we talked about everything from clothes to robots. Kurosaki-san was so funny and nice."
Sora raised a brow at the over-excited girl he knew Ichigo's dad was weird but funny? He continued to listen to her content that she was smiling again.
"We all went to the beach, which was exciting."
"Beach?" A sullen voice came from the entrance, Orihime and Sora noticing their brother entering as he joined them in the living room.
"Oh Ulqu-nii! Yes, the Kurosaki's took me to the beach," she voiced excitedly forming a slight blush.
"No one bothered you right, since Ulquiorra and myself weren't there?"
"It's okay Sora! Karin, Yuzu and I had Kurosaki-san and Kurosaki-kun there, so no one bothered us.' She smiled as she blushed at the mention of her boyfriends name.
"Oh okay, as long as Ichigo was there, was his father hassling him about finding girls on the beach," the older man began to grin.
"You can say that," she nervously threaded the back of her head. She noticed Ulquiorra was staring at her, he seemed to watching her intently more than he usually does which made her feel uncomfortable.
"Well, I'll continue studying," she kissed Sora and Ulquiorra on the cheeks as she skipped to her room.
"I'm glad she's happy again," Sora whispered. Ulquiorra nodded as he rose and walked to his room.
Grimmjow sat on the couch flipping through channels leaving it on a samurai flick, as he slouched down. He was trying to enjoy the fight scenes but only thought of green eyes, and perfect round breasts. He couldn't understand himself, he texted her after one day of meeting her and everyday after that. He was horny and he'd usually called from the list of girls on his phone he knew who were more than willing to please him. He growled at himself wondering why he was wasting his time on a tease.
"That's what she is, a damn tease! Stuck up rich girl who flaunts her gorgeous tits and round ass..." He shook his head violently trying to get the image of her body out his mind. He went to the kitchen finding hard liquor and putting it into a glass, as he chugged some from the bottle before closing the lid. He took his glass his phone beep, he saw a text from her.
'Enough texting, let's talk. Call me! = P'
He growled at her demand, he texted her back as he sat back down on the couch.
'Fuck that! You call me!' he grinned as he downed the cup of liquor.
'RING'
His brows furrowed at his phone in surprise, 'she fucking called' as he grinned seeing her number on his phone. He answered and slouched back.
"Yeah, who is this?" He heard her agitated sigh before speaking in her cute girly voice.
"Stop playing dumb, you know who this is."
"Maybe if you moan for me I'll remember your name,"
"I'm sorry I didn't give you the pleasure of making me moan, we haven't gone that far."
" Ahhhh Neliel! What do you want?" He sounded aggravated.
"Awwwwwwwww what's wrong, Grimmy. Your not sexually frustrated are you?" She mocked.
"Fuck you, you tease, did you call to bother me," he angrily said.
"Maybe I am sort of a tease but I don't mean to be." She whined mockingly.
Her whining over the phone made him harden as he pictured her pouted lips and sorrowful eyes in front of him.
"You don't mean to be? What a load of shit you do it on purpose."
"I'm not a prude or a tease I like to be fondled and kissed, it's just the guys I've dated were..."
"Little pussies and they were boring as shit," he spouted, a little upset at thinking of some loser fondling her.
"You could say that, I've always been told your supposed to feel something that makes your body feel hot." He heard him growl as she giggled on the other line.
"What's so damn funny?"
"You know at the party you made me feel..." She sounded like she was hesitating.
His ego shot up as he grinned remembering her redden cheeks.
"You are a fucking tease," he began to laugh.
"Shut up, I'm... I'm not a tease, asshole."
He heard her annoyance over the phone which humored him. "No need to be upset princess, it frustrates the shit out of me but I never said I didn't like your teasing."
"Oh...ummm but if it frustrates you then why do you like it?"
"Girls who tease and play hard to get are usually the ones aching to spread their legs for me." He smiled imaging her doing that.
"Then I hate to burst your bubble, but I'm not like girls you know."
"Is that right, what's so different about you?" He knew she was different but he wanted to tease her a bit.
" I'm not a girl who drops her panties for any guy who has money, looks, or is a smooth talker," giggling at her words.
"Not even one who made you wet at the party?" He said nonchalant.
There was silence at the other end which made him show his full canines with a grin.
"I.. I didn't say anything about getting wet, don't flatter yourself," she stuttered nervously with her words.
"You must think I'm dumb and your st..stuttering proves I'm right."
"Fine, so what if I was, I'm still not going to let you go any further until I'm ready."
"Keep saying that your making me hard," he groaned.
"What? When I'm ready?" She sounded confused.
"Tsk! No dammnit! When you said about being wet." Irritated tone as he rubbed his hair in annoyance.
There was silence for a few moments before he heard a sigh, as she whispered," Me being wet turns you on?" As she softly laughed.
He groaned hearing her sexy giggle.
"Tease," he growled out as he sniggered.
"Just because I don't want to give my virginity yet, doesn't mean we can't do other stuff." She said getting the attention of the blue haired man.
"What sort of stuff?" He said perking an eyebrow feeling his pants start to tighten.
"Ummm I'm not sure... like I said I've only...""
"Yeah, Yeah I don't need to her what shit you did with those pricks."
"What about phone sex?"
"Phone sex?" He asked.
"Yeah, but I've never done it before." She said nervously.
"Yeah me neither... never had to when …."
"Okay! If you don't want to hear about what I did with other guys why should I hear about what you did with other girls?"
'Touche!" He laughed, "Have you ever touched yourself?" He gruffly said unbuckling his pants to free his hard on.
"Ummm...sometimes." Her nervous voice excited him and also her honesty.
"Why don't you start by touching …"
"I don't know if I can" she interrupted him with her pouty voice.
"What? Afraid daddy going to mad if he hears you?"
"He can't hear me from the other side of this huge house." She said peeved.
"So where are you in your room?"
"I'm sitting on my bed, why?" She innocently stated unaware of the swelling erection she was giving him.
"So tell me what your wearing?" As he pictured her in black lingerie.
"Well I'm wearing a white tank top and green shorts."
"Take them off." He said aggressively.
"Ummm..okay," he heard the bed squeak and her efforts of removing her clothing. When he heard her on the phone again he continued with his demands.
"Now tell me what your wearing?"
She was silent for a moment as she began to answer," dark green bra and panties."
He groaned as he laid on the couch with his boxers. It wasn't black lingerie but picturing her in the dark green undergarments complementing her creamy tanned skin and green hair, still excited him.
"Now remove your bra"
He heard the unclasp of her bra and her nervous breathing,
"…. and my panties, too?"
"Nah, leave them on for now," he grinned at her eagerness. 'Now rub your breasts until your nipples perk up."
He heard her heavy breathing then a small moan. He stopped his hands from reaching for his erection. He wasn't gonna give her the satisfaction of hearing him please himself, it was her fault he was in this predicament.
"My nipples are hard and sensitive... what do you ….want me to do..now?" She whispered.
"Take your finger and rub the top of your panties, and tell me what you feel?"
For a moment he heard her heavy breathing then a small whisper as she mumbled.
"What was that princess, I can't hear you?"
"It's wet." She whimpered.
"Good! Now take off your panties."
She whimpered a soft 'yes', making the heat from his erection burn, as he gritted his teeth.
"Do you want me to finger myself?" she said sheepishly.
"Yeah, that's a good girl and make sure to be extra loud for me. Now open your legs wide and start slowly."
"mmmhmmm," he heard her softly agree. Then her breathing became rapid along with short whimpers.
He growled grabbing the couch "Fuck it" he said out loud as he grasped his erection stroking it with a slowpace.
"Did you say ..Fuck it...mmm?" She breathlessly said.
"Yeah exactly what I want to do to your wet pussy," he groaned picturing the green haired woman sprawled in front of him begging for him to enter. "Next time I see you your gonna be begging me for permission."
Her moans and whimpers grew louder sounding as if she was almost close, "You can try... I'll just kick your ass...mmmmm oh."
"Shit! I never pegged you as being the rough type," he moaned out.
"Grimmjow, I'm not joking , your not...going to...FUCK ME," he heard her loud orgasmic scream as he covered the phone to groan at his release spouting a few curses, then placing the phone to his ear again.
"Nel?" He heard shuffling on the other end before she answered breathlessly, "yes!"
He grinned mischievously " You know you didn't have to yell at me to fuck you I'll be happy to oblige." As she hung up the phone.
He grinned as he headed towards the bathroom taking a cool shower, after changing himself he noticed his phone had a message.
"Goodnight, and I'm not joking around we're not going that far."
He really wasn't a guy to force himself on a girl he never had to, they were more than willing. But it was fun pushing her buttons.
"Night! I don't joke about fucking, you know you can't wait to feel every inch of me. =)
He grinned, laying on his bed thinking of her. "You Fucking Idiot!"
"Hey Ichigo!"
Ichigo looked through the crowded sports bar finding the person who called him. He walked towards the booth with his scarlet haired friend nodding as he sat down.
"So what's new?"
"Nothing much still stressed out about finishing medical school and my job at the hospital. But other than that great. You?" He asked after ordering sake and sushi appetizers from the waitress.
"Ever since, Rangiku opened her damn mouth about me sneaking into to see Rukia, it's been Fort Fucking Knox and when she visits my place she has a damn chaperone. " he fumed taking a swig of his sake. Renji looked up waving a hand to get a person's attention before he yelled.
'Oi, Grimmjow!"
Ichigo scowled before glancing up at the blue haired man.
"It's nice to see you too, Berry Boy," ignoring the man's agitation as he sat across from Renji. Hailing the waitress as he order sake and a pitcher of beer.
Renji noticed the tension," Jeez, it's been a whole month get over it," he voiced speaking to both men.
"I honestly don't give a shit if this fuck don't like me,' the blue haired man eyed the orange one across from him as he downed his glass.
"Pshh, your right I don't like you, your mouth irritates me," Ichigo leaned back in his seat eyeing the man.
"Well I can say the same thing except I can't stand when you look at me with those fucking eyes."
"Wow! Your mouth, your eyes, if I didn't know any better I'd leave you two alone while you kiss and make up," he grinned as both men reverted their anger towards him." Cut the shit and let's enjoy hanging out."
Both men decided to cast away their pride, as they nodded lifting their glasses to Renji in agreement.
"So where's Sora? He said he was coming?" Ichigo eyed the scarlet haired man.
"He said he couldn't make it, a big case he still working on, Byakyua wanted Sora to personally handle."
"Watch out Renji, you not careful Byakuya be calling Sora his brother in law."
"Fuck you, Grimmjow"
Ichigo couldn't help but faintly grin at the man's blunt comment.
There was a cell phone ring, as the blue haired man reached in his pocket to answer the call.
"Yo!" He said chopping down on a sushi roll. As his friends watched a football (soccer) game on the flat screen.
"Pfft! Why should I pick you up there instead of your house." After a few moments he continued, " I don't give a shit if your daddy sees us." He said with an authoritative tone. The men's attention reverted from flat screen to the man on the phone, who displayed a wide grin.
"I told you what your whining does, keep it up and I'm gonna put something in your mouth …." his grin grew wider as he glanced at his cup. "Since you said please, then where do I pick your ass up?"After lifting his glass downing another shot of his drink, he grunted on the phone and hung up.
Ichigo and Renji exchanged puzzled looks as Renji took the initiative.
"I thought you made it perfectly clear that you don't deal with a girl who's going to give you headaches."
He eyed the scarlet friend as he clicked hi tongue as he raised a brow, "Headache?"
Renji rolled his eyes, " Let's see for one this girl lives with her dad? She whines? And you look slightly annoyed?" He watched his friend suck his teeth seeming annoyed as he slouched back, lifting his arms to the back of his continuing to stare at Renji not answering.
"That's on your list of things you don't deal with and I quote, 'Getting laid should be hassle free. No bitch is worth the trouble' end quote." Renji said.
"Shit! I said that so you could take my advice about Rukia." Avoiding answering his scarlet haired friend.
"Leave Rukia out of this, sure I'd deal with her outbursts and Byakuya's shit, but she's more than worth it. Stop avoiding my questions." he growled.
"How old is she that she's still living with her dad?" Ichigo gave the blue haired man a questioning look.
"Fuck you Ichigo! I'm not a damn pedophile I joke around about that shit. I guess you can say she just became legal." He chuckled.
"So 18, she must be doing somersaults in bed for you to break your own rules," the scarlet haired man chuckled. He noticed Grimmjow's grin soon faded to a scowl as he averted both men's stares getting the waitress attention for a refill.
Renji had been eyeing him while he drank from his cup, only to come to an understanding of his avoidance. His eyes widen as he spit into his cup.
"What the hell, Renji?" The orange haired man scowled getting the brunt of some of the spray as he annoyingly whipped himself with a napkin. Renji ignored Ichigo's complaints as he grinned at Grimmjow who furrowed his brows.
"What the fuck are you looking at me like that for?"
"You haven't done anything with this girl?" Renji scoffed holding back the laughter.
"Wait! What?" Ichigo said with widen eyes looking at Renji then at the angry blue haired man.
"Fuck your assumptions, Renji."
"Don't give me that shit! They are not assumptions, you never hesitated before in gloating to us about what you did in bed, now your acting shy and pussy footing around my damn questions. How long have you known her?"
He continued to make eye contact with his tattooed friend," Four!"
"Four days?" The scarlet haired man reiterated.
"NO...weeks" the blue haired man said avoiding his friend's surprised stare."
"Four weeks? " Ichigo asked confused.
"Are you fucking deaf?" Grimmjow shouted clearly irritated.
"Grimmjow, you know damn well why Ichigo's wondering like I am why it's been close to a month. Shit! I can't get over it myself. You said you can get a girl to drop their panties within an hour of meeting her, if it takes longer than 2 days of knowing her, you leave."
"We mostly talk on the phone and occasionally go out." Grimmjow said flatly. He could see through the corner of his eyes, both men grinning and Renji bursting out laughing.
"You must be a damn pod person... you only call girls for a quick lay, never a conversation. Who the hell is this girl?"
Renji eyes rose calculating from the party being exactly a month and figured out who it was.
'Wait a minute, Is it that green haired girl that's friends with Sora's sister..umm?" He began to tap his head for memory.
"Nel?"Ichigo said bitterly eyeing the blue haired man with suspicious eyes.
"Don't give me that damn face, whatever I do with her is not gonna mess up your chances with Orihime," he wickedly grinned, which Ichigo grew in anger staring intently at the scarlet haired man.
"Whoa! Don't look at me I didn't say anything."
"Pshh Renji didn't have to tell me shit," he looked at the orange haired man coldly," You fucking punched me when I was fucking right. You damn hypocrite."
"Saying that shit about Orihime was uncalled for." Ichigo yelled.
"Uncalled for? You act like this is the first girl I said shit about, " he chuckled seeing Ichigo giving him a death glare as he continued, "you not only want her your fucking her already, aren't you?"
Ichigo's whole body shook with anger, "It's not like that we're in a relationship, we haven't gone that... why the hell am I am even telling you this."
"Because your a damn hypocrite, for giving me shit about being a pervert. Sora knows that your planning on teaching his little sister how to be woman," his laughter erupted when he saw the flushed scowl the orange haired man gave as he averted his glare to the flat screen.
"Sheesh Ichigo, at least I had the balls to tell that pompous ass brother of Rukia when we finally decided to go out,"
'Renji! I was going to tell Sora, she decided she wanted to be the one to tell him," Ichigo said looking downward.
"Bullshit! You pussy!" Grimmjow chuckled along with Renji
"I understand you don't want to hurt her feelings, but if your not the one to tell him. It'll look like you weren't man enough to tell him." He inquired to his friend seriously all joking aside. Ichigo stared at the wet imprint his cup left on the table as he contemplated the full weight of his friends words. Ichigo nodded, " I'll tell him."
"I still think you're a pussy," Grimmjow jabbed receiving glares from amber eyes.
She wrapped her thighs tighter around his waist arching her head back with a loud moan as a realease of pleasure began flooding all at once to meet between her core. With shorts huffs of breath, he began to increase his pace grabbing her hips entering her deeper and harder. He released moments later with an anguished moan deep within his chest as he tightened his hold on her hips. Releasing her legs, she slide down from his waist as she leaned against the wall, keeping her arms wrapped around his neck for support.
"Ulquiorra," the spiky haired girl said sounding winded as she started to release her hold on him. Pulling up her skirt and buttoning her shirt as she glanced at the dark haired man nervously.
He had already discarded the used condom as he began to fix his belt, when he glanced at her intently.
"Don't you dare gloat about what happened here?" She tried to sound threatening but found her faltering tone not so convincing. He continued to view her as he placed his hands into his pockets.
"Do I seem like the type?"
She looked up for a moment to meet his eyes as she nodded 'no.'
"Then why mention it?"
'I don't know.." Everyone in the dojo knows about..." She closed her eyes in agitation not wanting to say the words, thankfuul when he started to speak.
"My sexual encounters...you honestly believe me to be those gossipers I distest. They only knew because of the foolish girls themselves."
"No! Forget I said anything," she scowled at him crossing her arms.
He walked up to her placing his hand to cup the side of her face as he leaned in close. The close proximity of their faces made her forget her frustrations as she felt his heated touch.
"I was under the impression that we had mutual feelings for one another?" He began to glide his fingers across her lips then looking up to meet her gaze. 'unless you feel being my girlfriend is unbearable."
"Girlfriend!" She blushed.
"Unless you rather be sexual partners that arrangement I have no problem with, but I do prefer a relationship with you." His eyes never averting her attentive stare.
"I'm not keeping this from Orihime or Nel," she eyed him critically.
"I had not intention of keeping us a secret," with that he moved in to give a chaste kiss.
"We better hurry or Sensei will be pissed at us for being late." She straightened herself as she gathered her school belongings from his bedroom floor.
It had been a few days since their friendship turned more and they secretly met after school when Orihime was going to club activities. He gathered his things as they exited his room as he made his way out. She surprised him with a kiss and a grin, turning and walking out of the apartment as he followed.
Weeks had past since the kiss at the beach with her boyfriend. She couldn't control her excitement during the day and keeping the secret from her friends was hard. She promised Ichigo she would tell Sora but as the days past she found it harder and harder to tell him. Ichigo and her both had been busy with classes and him with work. She would use excuses to her brothers and friends that club took longer than usual, as they went to places that were semi-crowded to hang out and chat. He was always a gentleman but she did like when he gave those passionate kisses. She was broken out of her daze as her phone rang, as she noticed her brother calling her.
"Hello Sora!" Her voice had a tinge of nervousness, she hoped her brother didn't catch.
"Hime! Are you okay you don't sound well?"
"Oh no! I was just running to my club, he-he!" she giggled.
"Well, be careful not to fall okay?"
"Okay, Sora."
"Well, the reason why I'm calling is because I'm bringing home food from your favorite restaurant and chocolate cake from your favorite bakery."
"Umm, what's the occasion?" She asked confused.
"Well, ummm because of your high grades, " he said sheeppishly.
She knew he was making it up as she pressed him, " I always get good grades and so does Ulquiorra," she giggled hearing her brother sigh.
"okay, you caught me, I guess I'm just glad you not sad anymore." She heard him sadly say. "I didn't mean to make you upset."
"No, Sora it was my fault I should of told you...Umm Sora?" She asked grabbing the phone tightly.
"Yes?"
"There's something I want to tell you.. I promise to tell you everything when I get home," her voice sounded determined and happy.
"Of Course," she heard her brother purely excited.
"No more secrets, Sora. I love you."
"I love you too Hime, See you home."
After saying there goodbyes she felt like a huge weight had been lifted off her shoulders, as a bright smile shined across her face. She didn't know why it took her so long and she should of taken Ichigo's advice in the first place. Sora deserved to know and she had the courage to tell him about Ichigo.
After work Sora picked up the food and cake he had ordered. As he walked to the apartment with a happy grin, he made his way to the door. He found Ichigo leaning against the door head downcast in thought with his arms crossed.
"Ichigo?" The older man asked questioningly.
He saw the man quickly compose himself as he scratched the back of his hair nervously.
"Ummm is it okay if we talk?" His eyes look determined as he stared at the older man.
"Of course, Please come in," he grinned at him gesturing his hand for the man to come in. "Please have a seat, give me a moment to put this down and put the cake in the fridge."
Ichigo noticed the bags from La Carte Restaurant he knew Orihime enjoyed eating from and Choco Cakes. "I'm not interrupting anything?"
"Oh..." As he noticed the young man's attention to the bags," I just got Orihime's favorite food and dessert."
"What's the special occasion," the orange haired raked his brain Orihime didn't mention anything to him.
"No occasion, it's just a big brother doting on his little sister," he grinned giving Ichigo a cup of hot tea and sitting across from him. He saw a nervous expression on the orange haired man as he stared into the cup.
"So... what is it you want to talk to me about?" He saw his friend look up at him then set his cup on the table.
"It's about Orihime and the guy," he said sighing.
Sora furrowed his eyebrows," Hime? I don't understand... Wait did she happen to tell your sister's about this guy?" He felt relief wash over him knowing his friend could give him some insight.
"Not exactly," he said with a faltering grin.
'So how did you...she ..She told you," he felt heartbroken and sort of jealous at Orihime feeling more comfortable talking to his friend than him, her brother. Ichigo saw his friends sadden posture as he kneaded that back of his head," Look, Sora she had to tell me."
"Why would she talk to you and not her own brother," he could hear a tinge of anger in his words.
"It's because I'm the guy," he closed his eyes for a moment before he opened them again to glance at the man across from him.
Sora's eyes widen with a shocked face, "You... but how?"
Ichigo explained about Orihime's crush on him stemming from a picture she seen from Yuzu.
"Thanks for telling me, who knew my sister was one of the many admirers of the Ichigo's fan club," he began to laugh as the orange haired man nodded.
"Sora, I'm not finished," he saw the older man abruptly stopped laughing and then stare as his friend seriously. "There's more?" He furrowed his brow as he saw the orange haired man nod 'yes' when the door to the apartment opened.
Both men expected to see the auburn haired herself, but Ulquiorra walked through the door instead. He took the scene with his brother speaking to his friend Kurosaki. He noticed his brother's unconfortable demeanor , something he been upset.
"What's he doing here?" He asked his brother still eyeing the orange haired man.
Sora was a little confused at Ulquiorra's indifference to his friend but answered him anyway, " We were talking about Orihime and..."
"The answer is no," he interrupted his brother still continuing to stare at Ichigo's upset expression.
"I wasn't asking you," Ichigo snarled.
Sora was more than confused at both man's interaction and conversation, "What the heck is going on?"
Ichigo was about to speak when once again Ulquiorra felt it necessary to speak instead, " He's attracted to our sister, I'm clearly giving my answer to his question of having a relationship with her. Is that correct, Kurosaki?"
"Is this true, Ichigo?" Sora's said trying to suppress his anger. Ichigo's anger subsided as he nodded 'yes' to Sora.
"Yes, I want to ask..." He was interrupted by the door opening once more as all three men glanced at the stunned girl. She looked around as she nervously giggled.
She saw Ulquiorra sit down as she spotted her boyfriend and began to blush red," Kurosaki-kun?". He gave her a widen smile as she did the same, Sora saw the exchange between the two and was surprised by Ichigo's smile, "I'm sorry Ichigo but the answer is no."
Ichigo and Orihime's smile faded as they stared at the older man. Orihime confused, stared at her brother than at Ichigo, "What's this about?" She asked tightening her grip on her shoulder bag. Realization hit when she saw the deep scowl of Ichigo and his clenched fist.
"I'm sorry Orihime, I... I had to tell him." She felt her legs almost fail her but continued to hold herself up. She realized the gravity of the situation and what her brother was denying.
"You promised," she faintly whispered to her boyfriend, as a tear ran down her cheek. Ichigo felt his insides crumble from the pained expression she had. He felt guilty for being the cause of that.
"Hime, was this what you meant by telling me?" She heard his serious tone and shook her head in agreement. " Whether the truth came from you or Ichigo the answer would have been the same."
She closed her eyes as more tears cascaded down her cheeks wrapping her arms around her waist.
"I don't think she needs the third degree from her brother right now." Ichigo expressed harshly throwing politeness out the window.
"I don't think I need you to tell me what I should do with my sister, Ichigo," Sora's voice was stern as it started to rise.
"I get it Sora, your pissed! BUt don't take it out on her. If you need to be mad at someone be mad at me." Sora glared at the man across from him.
"Kurosaki, is right of 's unaware of this man's true intentions." Ulquiorra decided to add.
"What exactly are my true intentions, Ulquiorra?" He glared at the stoic young man. Both men seemed to glare at each other as Sora began to talk.
"Don't play dumb Ichigo, you and Grimmjow are practically legend in using woman,"
"Are you fucking serious, Sora, your comparing me to Grimmjow," his scowl became deeper as he felt himself begin to boil inside. 'We've been friends for years you were like a brother to me, are you honestly saying I'm like that?" Ichigo spoke with a hurt expression.
"I don't know you anymore and I already have a brother," Sora said almost broken as he saw Ichigo's eyes widened in shock.
"No! Please don't stop being friends because of me," Orihime cried out.
Ichigo walked up towards her as he brushed the tears from her cheeks watching her grey eyes sorrowfully staring at him.
"Don't blame yourself, you were never the cause. This is between your brother and I" she knew he was lying but she nodded taking comfort that he was trying to make her happy.
"So don't cry anymore," she saw him smile as she nodded and gave him one as well.
'This is very touching," they both heard the green eyed brother say. Orihime saw him rise as his eyes were focused on the man that was in front of him.
Ichigo continued to whip the tears from her satified they were gone, his attention turned to her younger brother as his smile was replaced with a scowl.
"Speaking of which... you've touched her, haven't you?" Ulquiorra glanced at his sister's wide –eyed reaction before turning his attention to the scowling man.
'Judging from my sister's reaction it was more than just kissing...am I right Kurosaki?"
He glared at him, "That's none of your damn business."
"It's actually is my business, she's my sister," the pale skinned brother angrily said facing the man in between his sister.
"Please! Don't fight," Ichigo glanced to find her hands grabbing his arm, his anger subsided.
"I think you should leave, Ichigo." Sora said. Orihime looked to her brother with pleading eyes as she began to tear once more, "Sora, Please..." She felt a hand gently grab her shoulder prompting her to stop.
"It's okay..." He said as he lifted her chin and looked into her eyes, " Promise me you'll stop crying and continue to smile."
She made to speak but nothing came out," Promise me, Orihime," he said smiling, but she could see that he was still hurt. She whispered as she whipped the tears, "I ...I promise."
"Good!," he grinned. "Goodbye, Orihime." He stopped himself from kissing her. She sensed his hesitation as she tiptoed to kiss him on the lips.
"Goodbye, Ichigo," she gave her most hopeful smile. Pleased he turned and walked out and closed the door.
Orihime continued to stare at the door as if waiting for him to comeback.
"Hime?" Sora called her name for a second time before she responded.
"Sora?" She turned as she had an exaggrated smile," Oh, I'm sorry where are my manner's you bought my favorite foods and I haven't even said my thanks... Thank you, Sora." She gave him a peck on the cheek and her giving her sweet hugs as she turned and headed towards the dining area. Sora was shocked and a little hurt as she acted like nothing had happened a few seconds ago. He was about to speak to her when she interrupted his thoughts with laughter.
"Not only food but a movie, you bought Android 77, now your just spoiling me," she glanced at his direction with a bright smile. "Come on guys before the food gets cold." She motioned for both her brothers to sit as both men gave each other curious glances at one another before sitting on the table near her.
"I remember how much you loved it when you were younger."
"I was 13 when I saw it, I can't believe you remember...Ulqui-nii you have to watch it with us"
Ulquiorra watched her with passive eyes as he eyed the DVD cover. The cover had a mechanical woman figure except her face was human with a single tear from her eye as she embraced a man who was human.
"Science Fiction?" He stated flatly lifting his gaze back to her.
"Yes, but I'm afraid to disappoint you but there are no green aliens, it's set in futuristic earth, it has action, drama, and I love it. It's fascinating I was so obsessed with Shara the main character I told Sora that in the future I would create an android and program my memories into it." She laughed hysterically.
Sora slightly grinned remembering the idea, " not Android Hime again I thought you got over it."
"Not really.." She looked at her plate of food and blushed from embarrassment, " I guess it's an immature idea."
"Not immature some of your ideas you spout sound better than what the movie studio dish out."
All three of them never mentioned what happened earlier. As they made their way to the living room to watch the movie. Ulquiorra watched the movie with interest which was odd because not a lot of movies peeked his interest.
The movie was about a female scientist who transfers her knowledge and memories onto an android, naming her the 77, since all other trials had failed 76 times, the 77th had been a decades into the future she wakes from a frozen sleep, to find the world filled with androids and humans but realizes that being a product of an android herself. She meets a fellow scientist who's fascinated with her being an android possessing genuine human emotion. He vows to protect her noticing her knowledge of putting memories into androids catches the eyes of dangerous people. The movie continues with great fighting, moments of dramatic and romantic scenes. The human man dies trying to protect her, she finds herself with a burden of choice, she has the power to give eternal life. But the loss of the man she grew to love, she decides to erase her memories. The movie ends with her being a complete shell of her former self, a normal emotionless android.
Ulquiorra from time to time eyed his sister at her intense gaze, her excitement, and tears at the sad watched her wipe the tears from her eyes as she then starts to laugh.
"I sort of grasp the movie when I was younger, but now that I'm older and understand it more I can appreciate it. Thank you Sora it's still my favorite movie...Ulqui-nii did you like it?
"Yes!' As he rose from his seat heading towards the kitchen for a bottle of water.
"You did...Yay!" As she followed him in the kitchen.
"Was it the action that drew you in?" She grinned.
"Hiraku and Shara's tragic love story," Ulquiorra said surprising the girl.
"Really? I did too except it wasn't a tragic love story."
Ulquiorra's eyebrow rose at this interesting comment, "How so?"
"Well they grew to love each other and he protected her and I feel like when he died she died when she deleted her memories. Her soul was free and in a sense they reunited together even in death."
"Hmmm," he continued to eye her as he drank the bottle, " To me.. She never had a soul only memories created by a human who died a long time ago. So it ends with their souls never meeting."
She nodded as she gave a guarded smile, "Well thinking about it that way that would be tragic," her grin began to fade as her eyes went downcast. "But I guess it was myself wanting their tragic end to have some sort of meaning, a happy ending." After standing there for awhile Sora called her.
"Hime?" Sora said wanting to comfort her.
"Sora , I'm fine I'm just tired it's been a long day and … I love you both ."
He nodded as he watched her enter her room.
"Ulquiorra...do you think I was too hard on her?"
"I believe you reacted the way a brother would, her obsession with Kurosaki was the result of her inexperience in handling a relationship and he would of took advantage of that."
"Yeah" Sora said it in a tone as if trying to believe his brother's words, Ulquiorra could hear his indecision in his tone.
"Unless you believe Kurosaki truly had feelings for Orihime?"
Sora looked up regarding his brother's words, "I've been friends with Ichigo, and he's always been there he's a great guy but..." He began to contemplate as his shoulders tensed. " Then I also know the Ichigo in a relationship, whether if the girl was at fault or not he always seemed bored. To me he seemed to be disappointed when the girl is not perfect finding fault in them. I don't want that for Orihime I don't want him to hurt her because he finds flaws. I don't want her to change anything about her to please him, she's perfect the way she is. No! I made the right decision, even if it cost me my friendship with him. I'd do anything to protect her."
Ulquiorra nodded in agreement at his brother's resolve. He said goodnight as he entered his room. Sora walked down the hall stopping by his sister's door to her room. He felt his stomach turn as he heard the stiffled cries, he wanted to go in and comfort her but she needed space.
"I'm sorry, Hime, but understand I'm doing this to protect you because I care.' He thought to himself as he walked into his room to sleep.
I know last chapter was so beautiful but I'm afraid I had to split them up again. Please don't take Ulquiorra's actions as being a jerk he's just protective, in a way he's new to all this Sora and Orihime are teaching him what a family is. So he sort of sees Ichigo as an intruder who wants to disrupt that. I hope you enjoyed the story. OMG! Do I love writing Grimmjow, he's friggen oozes raw, angry, unforgiving sex appeal.