Summary: She was making a deal with the devil as she watched her empire fall apart
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach
pre·car·i·ous: not securely held or in position; dangerously likely to fall or collapse
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Thursday. January 5, 2015, 4:50 pm
Orihime's eyes shot open. She was greeted with a pounding headache and clouded vision. She looked around her surroundings and found herself in the same dull room, only this time she was alone. Looking down on her lap Orihime found a blanket placed upon her lap. Snuggling into the warmth of the blanket, Orihime started to drift back into sleep until she realized that something wasn't right.
No, not at all.
Orihime glanced around the room again, looking for signs of anything unusual. She searched in the blankets for her gun only to find it missing, causing the young woman to shoot up from her seat, anxiety racing in her.
"Aizen!" screamed Orihime as she threw the blanket to the ground, fully alert and awake.
A few seconds later Aizen walked into the room, casually as if nothing was wrong.
"Inoue-san, I see that you've finally woken from your high. You've been in a daze for over a couple of hours now", said Aizen as he retreated back to his couch.
"Where the hell is my shit?" Orihime asked, staring the man down.
"That's minor stuff Inoue-san, didn't you come here for a specific reason?" asked the suspicious man as he sat back down on the couch.
"Don't change the fucking subject you piece of shi..."
"Why did you come here Inoue-san?"
Orihime looked at Aizen, shocked that the man had just cut her off.
Silence filled the room.
"I think I asked you a question Inoue-san, it would be polite of you to answer." Aizen looked at the girl.
Orihime rolled her eyes.
"You know why."
"Now do I really?"
Orihime sighed.
"Are we really going to do this again Aizen? Because I'm tired of dealing with your crap."
Aizen looked up at the girl and laughed.
"You know Orihime, you've always been such a stubborn little girl. I can remember you bothering the heck out of Sora and I when we were kids."
Aizen paused "Weren't those days of fun?"
Orihime rubbed her head.
"They're days of the past now."
Aizen sighed.
"I suppose, just like the days of your empire."
"Shut up", murmured Orihime as she threw the man a deadly glare.
Aizen looked at the girl with amusement.
"No point in getting so defensive, now is there Inoue-san; not when the whole world can see it." he said, finishing with a smirk.
"You little bitch!" screamed Orihime as she charged at Aizen, ready to attack him, but was shortly stopped when she was jerked suddenly as she felt her arm being grabbed and her body being lifted off of the ground.
Looking up, Orihime saw her arm being held tightly in a firm grip by a tall, muscular man with light blue spiky hair as he was accompanied by a man with an eye patch; both giving her menacing looks. The blue haired man shook Orihime, causing her to squirm in the air from his aggressiveness.
"Listen bitch, if you don't want me to tear ya ass to pieces, then I'd advi..."
Aizen raised his hand.
"That's enough, Grimmjow."
Grimmjow looked back at Aizen, puzzled at what the man had said.
"Sir, with all due respect, I wasn't about to let this bitch h...", Grimmjow was cut off.
"Thank you for your concern Grimmjow, but Inoue-san here has been going through a lot lately. Please excuse her uncalled for behavior." Aizen smiled. "You are dismissed."
Grimmjow and his accompanied friend, despite not wanting to, threw Orihime to the ground; releasing her from their deathly grip before bowing to Aizen. After eying Orihime one last time, both men walked away.
Orihime was on the floor panting, trying to gather her composure and catch her breath.
Aizen brushed his pants off and sat back into his chair, amused with the passing events.
"Now Inoue-san, I hope we can continue our discussion between us without any more disruptions?" asked Aizen rubbing his hands together.
Orihime slowly retreated back to her seat on the couch, thinking carefully about the choice of words that were about to come out her mouth.
"My empire's falling apart Aizen, and I need your help." sighed Orihime.
"And why me?"
Orihime threw her head into her hands as sunk into the couch, pausing before she gave her response.
"You're the only low life bastard I know who can come up with quick miracles. I don't have time for games and I know that even with your sketchy self, you can get shit done."
Aizen laughed.
"I don't think that my assistance can help you in your personal dilemma, maybe you should wait an.."
"I don't have time for waiting! You're my last hope."
Orihime's head shot up as she stared at Aizen with tear-filled eyes.
"I'll do anything to save this. It's the only thing I have left"
Aizen paused, looking hard at the girl before a smile formed upon his face. Reaching into his pocket, Aizen pulled out another blunt before continuing.
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"Why so quick in making a deal with the devil?"
Orihime shook her head.
"I don't give a fuck what you are. If I can't save this, it'll be a dishonor to my brother; like a slap in the face for all the blood and sweat that I've shed for this company. I won't let it go to waste," said Orihime.
"Ahhh, I see"
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Aizen lit his blunt, letting the heavy scent of cannabis fill the air.
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"Making a deal with devil isn't that simple, you know."
Orihime stared at him, waiting for him to continue.
"There isn't any ways out when dealing with such a man, a man who will do anything for what he wants."
Their eyes met and a dark aura surrounded the room. It was as if the darkness was covering her like a blanket, diminishing the light of the world.
"One bad thing about making a deal with the devil is, he always comes to collect." Aizen proclaimed as he blew smoke out into the air.
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"So I ask you princess—are you ready to enter the darkness?"
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Aizen extended his hand out, waiting for Orihime to respond.
Orihime looked at Aizen, his hands admitting a dark aura.
She closed her eyes and remembered what her brother always used to tell her,
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"Seek and he shall find and so thy shall seek"
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As Orihime placed her hands in Aizen's,
while everything faded to darkness.
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Authors Note
Hi everyone! I know this chapter was really short but I swear that chapter 4 is going to be insanely long, so just keep barring with me. Lol i know that some of you guys are loving the Grimmjow scene(you'll be seeing more of him). Also were starting to see a little past history between Aizen and Orihime, intresting lml. And that creepy deal that Aizen and Orihime made... I wonder if Hime knows what she just go her self into. AnYhOw the boring one on one dialogue between Aizen and Orihime is just about over and now shit is about to hit the fan next chapter. So be prepared and keep on reading.
Feedback is much appreciated folks(I know that you wanna leave me a cute little review lol)
Until next time
lush-syndrome