Title:Miniature Murcielago

Pairing:Ulquiorra x Orihime and slight Grimmjow x Ichigo

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Ulquiorra turned his head to the sight of Orihime. He was about to ask why she was out of bed until Ichigo's hand slammed him into a wall, then he fell to the ground in a thud.

"Orihime, "The substitute shinigami started, "Are you feeling okay?" He stepped inside, with the quincy following close behind.

The young girl's vision went for the murcielago, a sense of worry painted across her expression, and then she heard Ichigo's words.

"Um yeah, I just have a cold is all…" She saw Ulquiorra look up, pain was present, and he rubbed his forehead. But before Orihime was able to run over and help him, Ichigo wrapped his arms around her shoulders and continued his conversation as he headed for the living room.

"Probably that dam bat got you sick."

Ulquiorra glared at Ichigo's back by those words.

Grimmjow scurried down from his spot on the shinigami's shoulders. He sped past the Quincy's shoes and towards Ulquiorra.

Once the murcielago was up on his feet, dusting dirt off of his fur, the pantera reached him.

"Yo."

Ulquiorra looked up and narrowed his eyes, but no words passed his lips. Grimmjow had his usual scowl on his face, "We need to talk."

The bat stared at him for a few more moments, "There is nothing we need to talk about." He stated blankly.

The pantera lessened his eyes slightly, "We don't have time for this bullshit of yours cuatro, time is running out."

Ulquiorra blinked in confusion. "What are you saying?"

Grimmjow smacked his forehead annoyingly, "You mean you don't know? Aizen was the one who put you in charge of that woman, I thought you would."

"If you're speaking of the fact we are our size now because of emotions, then yes."

His blue eyes flashed in remembrance, "Okay, anything else?" He asked.

Ulquiorra was getting annoyed with this. "To turn back to our normal selves the one we have feelings for must feel the same way in return. Unfortunately for you, it was the dense headed shinigami." He turned his vision towards said man, he was sitting across from Orihime in the living, while her, the quincy, and himself were speaking amongst many things. She sneezed from time to time.

"I don't need to hear that shit now Ulquiorra. Is that all Aizen told you?" Grimmjow asked with a hint of eagerness in his voice.

The bat nodded.

This caused the pantera to sigh. "Man, either Gin really fucked up Aizen's tea, or he just doesn't want us to be happy."

Ulquiorra batted an eyelid in puzzlement, but before he could speak, Grimmjow continued.

"Time is running out."

"Can you further explain?"

"There's a time limit! Only 10 days is given to us. We have 5 left until we die!"

The bat's orbs of green widened at his words, his lips parted but nothing was able to escape. He was in total shock.

"B-but I…" he managed to choke out. He turned his attention to Orihime and reached his hand out to her, unfortunately she was to indulged in her conversation to notice him by the door, especially because of his current size

Grimmjow looked at him in utter shock. "Man that girl really got to ya." But there was no response from Ulquiorra, he was still staring at Orihime. The pantera was getting annoyed, time was of the essence, and he didn't have time for this.

He snapped his fingers in front of the murcielago's face. "Come on, snap out of it."

His minty green eyes blinked in mystification and turned back to Grimmjow, "So there's no hope for us? That's it…"

The pantera shook his head. "We have 5 days until our time is up. If we don't accomplish the goal, then we will turn to ash and disappear." His voice was unusually serious, but his scowl was still present. It reminded Ulquiorra of Ichigo's ever present expression.

"How do you know this?" He questioned.

Grimmjow shrugged. "I sneak around Hueco Mundo, and read up on this stuff in the library."

"I do not recall seeing you there. I was there during most of my free time when I did not have any missions." He countered.

The longhaired pantera rubbed the back of his neck. "I don't like people knowing I'm there, so I come when everyone is asleep."

"I see…"

"Anyways…" Grimmjow continued, "On your hand is a time keeper, shows how many minutes you got left." He took off the black glove that accompanied his release outfit and held it up.

"You see, we have…just about 7500 minutes left."

Ulquiorra looked at his hand….he saw nothing but fur. He eyed it for a few more moments until her he used his other hand and pushed some fur aside. He brought it closer to his face and looked for it…..

…. there it was.

He was surprised he didn't notice it before.

"You're right…." Ulquiorra looked back at Grimmjow. "Why are you telling me this?"

"Hey Hey," Grimmjow started defensively, "Don't take it personally. Just that the girl would probably be upset if you disappeared, leaving Ichigo upset as well. I don't need to deal with that."

At that, he turned around and scurried over to the shinigami. Ulquiorra watched him….then turned his attention to Orihime. He stared at her adoring face in amazement, even with behead, her nervous yet charming expression was adorable. He sighed, as images of him being his normal size appeared, and he was actually able to touch her face with his average sized hands.

He looked down at his talons, they were still covered in fur, but if he looked carefully, he could see the numbers that represented his time left. But then it hit him!

"The ramen.." He turned his direction back to the kitchen, and saw steam still hovering over the bowl. Good, so it's still hot. He spread his wings and flew towards it.

From afar, Orihime was hyper aware of the conversation going on. The whole time she was sneaking looks at the bat. She was worried if he was all right, especially after Ichigo smashed him into the wall. This act of his angered her, but living in the façade she was currently in, she couldn't mutter up any words against it.

She recalled a conversation with Ulquiorra though, where he called her friends stupid. That was the only time she could ever remember when she escaped the façade for an instant and let her mind be spoken, even if it was only through acts and not words. But still…it was something.

Ulquiorra landed gracefully on the countertop. Grimmjow's words were still fresh in his mind. He had 5 days left for get Orihime to fall for him if he wanted to still be here. But a worried thought crept up his mind….does he want to still be here?

Her company was enjoyable, and it meant a lot more since she was the first person who ever enjoyed being around. But, what did she think of him? Was he burdening her to be here? Urahara had told her to keep him, once again she didn't have a choice when it came to him.

What he wanted was for her to have one, so he could see once and for all what she wanted. Did she enjoy his company as he did hers?

Did he want to force this answer from her and have a lie? Did he want to live a lie? Would this thing that cast him down to this miniature size know it as a lie?

He throbbed his head in annoyance. "All this thinking isn't going to help now, especially with all these trash here." He turned his head over to the crowd and heard Ichigo speaking something of how he and Grimmjow first fought. The pantera was sitting casually on his lap.

Ulquiorra turned back to the bowl, and wondered how on Earth he was going to bring this to Orihime.

"So then he comes by and stabs Rukia in the chest and I start freaking out!"

"Because she was hurt?" Uryu asked.

Ichigo looked to him, "Huh? Oh…no, cuz my hand was stabbed into the ground…"

He nodded.

Orihime sat across from them on her side of the living room, not really paying attention to his story; her mind was on more important things.

"So anyways, that's when Shinji comes and-"

-CRASH-

Everyone jerked their heads towards the kitchen. Grimmjow was the first to scurry towards the crash. Quickly followed by Orihime.

The pantera turned into the kitchen, and saw Ulquiorra on the floor. The bowl of ramen was shattered into pieces, one of which was on top of the murcielago's head, covering his eyes. The entire floor was covered with the rest of the bowl along with the ramen itself.

Orihime came darting in, "Uqluiorra!" She shrieked, "Are you okay?!" She bent down and quickly picked him up in her hands. She took off the piece of the bowl still on his head. His eyes were closed.

Ichigo and Uryu came in from behind. "Well well, looks like the bat can't do anything good afterall."

Orihime turned her head angrily at Ichigo and his remark.

In her hand was still Ulquiorra. He began opening his eyes, the last he remembered….

He held the bowl firmly and spread his wings. As he took a step off the counter, he began to flap them, but the weight was to much and…

He looked up and saw Orihime turned away with an expression of anger present on her face. That was the first time she showed any anger since she slapped him.

Was she angry at him?

That thought troubled him, but before he could say anything, Uryu butted in. He bent down next to Orihime. She blinked in surprise and all fury washed off her face when the Quincy began picking up the shattered pieces of glass.

"You should be wary of your acts Ulquiorra." He stated simply. The sound of Ichigo laughing could be heard.

"Ha, well I'm setting off. Get well, Orihime…hopefully that bat doesn't do anything to ya."

He turned on his heal and headed out the door, with Grimmjow close behind.

Orihime stood up with Ulquiorra in her hand, "Thank You Uryu."

The quincy looked up at her, and brushed his glasses up the brim of his nose. "No problem. Go take care of him, I'll finish cleaning up here."

She nodded in gratitude and sped off to the restroom.

Ulquiorra watched as she started the sink water. He was soak n wet in the liquid from the ramen, so he gave an odor of it. Once the sink was filled, Orihime shut it off and placed the bat inside.

Taking a few steps back, she just stared at him.

The murcielago felt uneasy. He wanted to say so much, but all he could mutter up was, "I'm sorry."

The auburn haired girl blinked in confusion. "Ano?"

"Don't play in your façade. I'm sorry I upset you by dropping the bowl." Her angered expression sprung fresh in his mind.

Orihime shook her hand violently. "Oh no no! It's fine really, I'm not mad at all. I'm just glad you're not hurt. Hehe…." She rubbed the back of her head. "Uh…you're not hurt right?"

"No I am not."

"Oh haha…..well that's good then."

Ulquiorra just sat in the water, and Orihime just stood there. After a minute or two of silence, a knock was heard on the restroom door.

"Orihime, everything is cleaned. I'll be taking my leave now. Get well soon," And at that, he was gone.

Another moment sped by and the fall haired girl began to speak once more. "Next time though, just try to be more careful…"

But the bat didn't say anything.

She continued on though, "Besides, I'm sure it would have tasted good….a lot more better than mine…."

Ulquiorra turned away, "Maybe…"

Orihime played with her shirt, thinking of what to say next. Yet again, another moment sped by….and nothing.

"Um okay well, I'll go now…" She hurriedly walked out and shut the door behind her. Once she was gone, Ulquiorra submerged deeper into the warm water, and stared at his hand.

"5 days left…."


AN:

Yush! I changed my name to "blumberberry"

You didn't think this was going to be all fluff did you? Haha! Nooo….theres a story planned and drama to occur ;D

Special thanks to lilithchild for the thoughtful messages :D