Title: Miniature Murcielago

Pairing: Ulquiorra x Orihime

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"I'm sorry…" Orihime mumbled. Ulquiorra got himself up and wiped imaginary dust off his fur. A sympathetic smile painted across her face, she stared at his tiny figure, and just ruminated.

'He did kidnap me. He did practically kill Ichigo. It was because of him that Uryu lost his arm. But now….he's-helpless.'

"Woman."

She was brought from her thoughts at the sound of a small voice. Orihime looked down with a 'o' on her face, "Err…u-um, yes?"

Ulquiorra's arms were crossed; he merely looked at her, into her pools of silver. His pupils were gradually becoming larger. A small blush spread across his face. Surprised by the heat rushing, he spun around and mumbled, "…well, I guess I better get going."

Orihime's eyes widened by that, "Ano?"

Once the heat dissipated, he managed to say, "I am leaving now." Orihime's head fell to the side, confused. Her eyebrows began furrowing, as if not understanding what he just said. Ulquiorra looked at her perplexed.

She suddenly blinked, jumping a bit, causing the bed to jig. Ulquiorra tried his best to keep his balance. Orihime's finger raised and brought it right in front of the diminutive murcielago, "That's right, "she started. Ulquiorra fell over from the proximity; his arms were the only things supporting him. His hair fell in his eyes, and he huffed a breath, to remove it from his path of vision.

"You were asleep when we went to Urahara's. He said that you are to remain here until he figures out why you are the size that you are."

During her speech, Ulquiorra remembered something Aizen had told him just after the woman was brought to Hueco Mundo.

"Ulquiorra…there's is only one weakness I believe you Espada have that YOU, yourself can never fix."

The black haired espada stood from his spot, waiting for his master to continue. Aizen's hand was hovering over the hougykou, the light radiating off of it being the only light source in the small dark room.

"Yes, some arrancar are unintelligent, but that can be fixed. Some are weak, that's what training is for. While some can't control their temper, training can fix that too. But the one you can't fix yourself is….a certain emotion."

'Emotion?' Ulquiorra pondered. The vocabulary was indictable to him.

"That emotion is called love. When an espada…or arrancar for that matter experiences the term 'love' he will….how can you say it? Shrink?" A hint of, glee accompanied his voice.

The espada slightly furrowed his eyebrow. "Shrink?" Ulquiorra thought aloud.

"That's right." Aizen turned around to face him. "Whenever an espada starts to experience love, he is shrunken to a smaller form of themselves in the state where they first…loved."

The ex-captain allowed a moment of silence, for the information to sink.

"When that happens, its usually a beginning stage of love. When you first realize the possibility of loving the being, or thing, this phenomenon occurs. Now you can expect being undersized is a weakness as it is, but you also lose all your powers.

I'm not sure exactly, because Szayel is still conducting tests, but from we have so far, the only way to cure it is for the person or thing, an arrancar fell in love with, is for them to love them back."

He chuckled.

"Now I must say, it'll be dreadful to love an object, since it can never love you back. But, the point of that was this;

Orihime Inoue is a splendid well looking young female. What can you expect? I can't pick just anybody to look after her. I can't spare an espada right now; I can't risk losing one to an emotion. That's why I have chosen you to look after her."

"So that's the story Ulquiorra. From now on, you're living here."

The small bat was conveyed from his time of ruminating, the young girl's finger still in his face. Her last sentence rung in his ears, "From now on, you're living here."

A sweat dropped from his cheek. His hand reached his forehead and rubbed the pain throbbing there. 'So much for choosing me, Aizen.'

He looked back up at Orihime. 'Love….'

She wrapped her hand around his small torso. Her warmth sent numerous shivers across his body like electricity. He absentmindedly shivered. Orihime carefully stood up, with him still in hand, and walked over to a door on the opposite side of her room.

Ulquiorra stared wearily at where they were going. He begged for it not to be the-

"Bathroom. You need a bath Ulquiorra, you were fighting all that time and you stink." The auburn haired girl cheered. She turned towards the sink and started some warm water to run and fill it halfway.

The small bat stared at the drops of water sticking to the side. He heard Orihime humming and looked up at her smiling form. Just then, her hand brought himself closer. Ulquiorra winced, expecting to be dropped carelessly…..but instead, he was circumspectly submerged into the water, a sigh inaudibly past his lips.

His eyes slowly closed as the warmth surrounded him. But he'd rather have the heat coming from her hand instead. Ulquiorra sighed.

Orihime took a few steps back, her fingers rustled within one another, as it contemplating whether or not to leave. She just stood there.

After a about a minute, Ulquiorra opened his eyes to see her still standing there. She was looking away. He just looked at her, confused. But at the same time, her peaceful expression was heartwarming.

'Heartwarming?' He thought to himself. Absentmindedly, his small furry hand reached his chest….but there was a hole. His hand rested there for a moment, then slowly, he moved it and glared at it.

'Yes, this thing in my hand is the heart."

"Woman."

Orihime jumped and looked at him "H-Hai?!" She startled. Ulquiorra looked up at her, the warm water still around him. "Come here."

She did and looked down upon him. His small hand reached out to her. He had to complete that touch that never happened.

Orihime reached out, but because of the contrast in size, she reached her finger out, and he grabbed onto it. For a moment, a smile spread across his face. Ulquiorra understood and vowed to himself.

"I promise to always show what I mean and mean what I say using both actions and words."

Orihime looked at him, and smiled too.


Ichigo heard a knock at his door, which shook him from his homework. He made his way downstairs and answered the door.

There was Urahara, as smiley as ever. "Ichigo! How nice to see you again," Immediately, he handed him a box/ cage. "This is for you."

The strawberry only stared at him unwaveringly but Urahara's smile didn't falter. When Ichigo didn't take the cage, Urahara shoved it into his chest and turned to leave.

"Have fun with him."

Ichigo stared at him as he walked away, then down at cage. He felt uneasy. Every time Urahara put him up to something, bad things happened.

"Purrrrr"

Ichigo stared bewildered at the item and walked into the kitchen to set the box down.

"Nu nu nu nu"

More small noised came from inside, this only caused the orange head to wonder more. Hesitantly, he opened it and reached for whatever was in there.

He was half expecting it to be a cat, hey maybe even a mod soul for crying out loud, but this was….

"Holy shit!"

In his hand, was a miny version of Grimmjow in his release form, asleep.


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