Chapter 3: Welcome to hell

Orihime soon got to her home with Ulquiorra right behind her with the same blank expression as before. She was really starting to get irritated by that look in his eyes, and it was starting to show in her body language and tone of voice when she directed him towards her home. Ulquiorra thought nothing of it, assuming that it was some sort of fear that was effecting her. Once he went inside of her home, the former espada saw that it was rather normal looking. Nothing really out of the ordinary. He looked around in a nonchalant way until he saw, for a brief moment, the hard stare directed towards him from Orihime. Just as quickly as it was there was as quickly as it was gone. Orihime trudged on past the former forth espada and went into the kitchen to prepare for dinner. As she was doing this, Ulquiorra paid her no mind as he went about looking around the small apartment. How anyone expected two people to live in here was anyone guess to him.

"So," Orihime started as Ulquiorra left the bathroom, getting his attention. "Would you like anything specific or does it not matter what you eat?"

Ulquiorra didn't really wanted to, but he knew that this human like body of his would need some sort of food to keep it functional. With a sigh, he turned away from her, missing the scowl going across her face. "It doesn't matter woman, as long as it's edible."

Orihime gritted her teeth as she started to clench onto one of her ceramic plates, hard. A crack formed on the edge as she grew angry at this arrancar that had done so much to her in the past, but before she could squeeze any harder, she relented and decided to let it go. For now.

1 month later

Orihime had decided that tonight would be the night. She had taken the insults rather well, but the constant air of arrogance towards her and his emotionless attitude was really getting to her. Something inside of her a while ago snapped at his attitude. For some reason, she had wanted to break that emotionless look on his face so badly. She wanted to make him see the error of his ways. To make him regret abducting her, stealing away her hope, and killing Ichigo, twice. She wanted him to really suffer under her heel and beg her to stop.

Orihime didn't know why she wanted this so much. She was never this dark about someone before, so why was Ulquiorra so different? At most, someone would just irritate her and she would shrug it off, thinking that that person just needed time to change. Ulquiorra was the first to really break her like this. In her mind now, the only way for him to change is if she forces him to.

"Hey, Orihime?" Tatsuki spoke up as she noticed her friend zoned out yet again.

"Huh?" She answered as she looked over to Tatsuki.

"Geez, you spaced out on me again." Tatsuki started as she scratched the back of her head in an annoyed manner.

Orihime nervously chuckled to her. "Sorry Tatsuki. Just thinking of what to cook tonight is all."

Despite her attempt to deter her best friend from what she was really thinking, Orihime had a pretty good idea that it didn't work. Unlike her, Ichigo had already introduced the group to Tia and was surprised when everyone accepted her. Hell, Keigo tried to ask her out a few times and his answer was a fist to the jaw and a kick to the back. Both by Ichigo who came to her aid. Orihime didn't know why, but she just had a feeling that the two were doing so much more than just living together. It didn't really matter all too much to her, but she really didn't want to introduce the others to Ulquiorra just yet. She wanted him a little more obedient before showing him off.

Tatsuki looked to Orihime and just felt that something was definitely different now. For a month now Orihime had been acting rather scatterbrained, well more scatterbrained than usual. She would zone out often and sometimes came to school with a very hard glare in her eye. Tatsuki wouldn't ask her about it yet but felt that it had something to do with what happened with that Aizen guy Ichigo fought a little while ago. Oh how wrong was she.

"So," Tatsuki started, breaking the awkward silence that had been. "Wanna hang out at your place tonight?"

"Eheheh." Orihime answered and scratched her head sheepishly, causing Tatsuki to sigh in frustration. "Sorry Tatsuki, but not tonight. I have some very important things to take care of."

Tatsuki looked at her with a narrowed eye and didn't really fully believe that story. It had been this way for the entire month now. Sighing again, Tatsuki shrugged. "Fine. Geez. We'll hang out some other time." Tatsuki looked at Orihime. "I'm gonna go down to the dojo and practice. I'll see ya later Orihime."

"Bye Tatsuki." Orihime waved to her as the dark haired girl rounded a corner and took off, leaving Orihime there on the street alone. Usually, this is the street that she takes to get back to her home, but not today. Today, she wanted to go to a certain spot that would have exactly what she was looking for.

Orihime turned away from her usual path and went onto another road. She didn't really know anyone here, but wasn't really worried sense she could easily hold her own against someone like Rukia. If that were the case, then handling a few random guys would be child's play for her.

She continued on until she made her way to a small building with a red sign reading 'Potion of Powder' on it. She took a deep breath and headed inside, sensing that nothing out of the ordinary was wrong with the place. When she entered, she saw the various amounts of bottles, jars, and glasses filled with various amounts of things, ranging from liquids of different color to herbs of different variety. She looked around for a bit in the well lit room until she heard a voice behind the counter.

"Hello there little girl." Orihime turned and saw, to her shock, a rather normal looking man with black hair atop his head, a bit of stubble on his face, a well built frame, and wearing a doctor's coat. What really surprised her though was the fact that this man was in fact Isshin Kurosaki, Ichigo's father.

There was a long silence as the two stared at each other in shock at seeing the other in a pretty bad-ish part of town. After a few seconds of staring at each other, mouths agape, Isshin finally started as he wanted her out of here as fast as possible.

"Orihime, as much as I would want to question why you're in this part of town and in this shop to begin with, I'm just gonna let you get what you need, then we're both going to pretend that we never saw each other here again. Understood?"

Orihime closed her mouth and nodded before going to the counter. "Then if that's the case, do you, by any chance, have something to increase a persons sensitivity to touch?"

Isshin raised a brow to her question, but decided that now is not a good time.

A few hours later

Orihime was preparing dinner for both her and Ulquiorra in the kitchen. She still couldn't believe that Ichigo's father owned an herb and potion shop. True, he did tell her very briefly that he only opened the place years ago after his wife died to keep the family afloat, but she didn't think that he would keep the place going. It didn't matter to her though, she got what she wanted and was now preparing it for tonight.

"What are you cooking tonight girl?" Ulquiorra spoke up as he walked past her and into the living room. Orihime saw that he was wearing a simple black shirt and some jeans, her brothers old clothes that surprisingly fit him pretty well.

Orihime scowled a bit at him just acknowledging her now as 'girl' rather than her name now. She regained herself when she thought of what she was making and smiled. "Just some curry and beef, with a little spice add to it."

Ulquiorra paid her no mind as she emphasized the word spice. He sat on the couch and ignored her as he tended to do every time, and because of that, he didn't see the spices that Orihime had added to the curry.

A few minutes later, Orihime finished and started to prepare the table. She sighed in annoyance and looked over to Ulquiorra. "You know, you could at least help me set the table."

"No, I do not." Ulquiorra answered her coldly without even turning around.

Orihime took a deep breath before saying in a calm tone. "Then if that's the case, dinner will be ready in a bit."

Ulquiorra huffed at that. Orihime set up the plates and even put the food on them while he just sat there, staring blankly out the window. When she finished, he stood up and went to the table. He looked to the food and huffed. "Looks just as grotesque as the last thing you made." She scowled at him for saying that. "Unfortunately, I need this trash to survive, so I will endure for now."

Orihime watched as he sat at the table and picked up his fork. She shook her head and sighed as he started to eat the food set in front of him, unaware of what he had just done to himself. She smirked as he continued to eat at a moderate pace, hoping that the herbs would work on him.

"Somethings not right." He started after he ate the beef. "Why do I feel light headed all of a sudden?" He looked up to see Orihime flashing him a smirk he had never seen before. Not the happy go lucky smirk or the determined smirk she would do. No, this one was dangerous. Predatory. Almost seductive like. "What did you do to me girl?"

"I did tell you that I added a little spice to it, didn't I?" She spoke in a sultry tone.

Ulquiorra stood up rather quickly, but his legs were wobbly. He fell on his back and looked up to her as his body felt hot and his vision blurry. He saw her standing up and walking towards him, unaware of what would happen next. She knelt down on top of his chest and straddled him, causing him to let out a slight moan from her light touch.

'What's happing to me?' He thought to himself as he was slipping further and further into unconsciousness.

The last thing he heard before he was gone, was the soothing voice of the girl that had done this to him whispering in his ear. "Welcome to hell."

Okay, the next chapter will have lemons in it.

Sorry I missed the last update, life just happens.

Till then, stay awesome, and as always,

PEACE!