Hi again!
So im still not sure where the cutoff for this story will be, but Ive got some ideas soooo...Ill swear to shake it up if you you swear to read(sorry, been listening to Panic! At the Disco)!
'Kay! So please enjoy and drop a review
I do NOT own Bleach.
If I were dead, Ichigo and Uryu and Renji would be safe. They could go home.
There was nothing sharp in this room. They had probably designed it that way.
She searched every corner of the room, but there was only an empty room with nothing on the walls, and an overlarge sofa that was stuck to the floor.
Orihime sat in the middle of the floor.
She was determined.
This was what she had to do.
But she didnt know how to do it or if she could even do it...
Tsubaki.
The idea came to her.
She could use Tsubaki's attack.
She sat there, motionless. Now was the time.
If I do this, they'll be safe.
"Okay." She said out loud.
She closed her eyes, getting ready to call him out.
She took a shaky breath and realized her heart was racing.
Trying to fill in a lifetime of beats?
She called Tsubaki's name and focused for her power.
Nothing happened.
She opened her eyes.
Again, she focused on her power, but again nothing happened.
She tried again and again and it would not work.
"What?"
"You cannot perform your power in this room."
She turned her head.
Ulquiorra.
"You cant draw upon your power at all. The room was designed that way. Its useless."
She stared at him, open mouthed.
"W-what?"
He sighed.
"You were trying to kill yourself." It was a statement.
"I-"
"It would do no good to you to die. It is your duty to remain healthy and alive...until Lord Aizen-Sama no longer has use of you.
She continued to stare at him.
"M-my duty..." She repeated.
They stared in silence for a moment.
"What do you mean it would do no good?" She asked.
"I believe Ive explained this already. Your friends will all die. There is no way they could best the Espadas. And even if they did, Lord Aizen-sama would not allow them to leave. And much less leave with you. Lord Aizen-sama needs you. Therefore it is your duty to-"
"My duty..." She said quietly.
"You always speak of duty to Aizen, but I..." She stopped.
"But you what?" He pressed.
She looked away. "Nothing..."
He studied her for a long time.
He turned. "Ill be back with your food. And don try to kill yourself." And with that, he left.
Orihime stood up and hesitently pulled out her hair-pins.
She never took them out. They were from her brother. They held her power too.
There it was...
Another dip in someoe's spiritual pressure.
She looked at the pins cosely and then clenched her fist around them.
With a half-hearted scream, she threw them towards the opposite wall.
She stood there, shaking
Ulquiorra would be back soon.
She stood, staring again at the moon.
The big, sad, lonely moon.
It was how se felt...Had felt.
She felt numb now. Like she wasnt inside of herself anymore. She was watching from the outside.
You're friends will all die.
No!
No, they couldnt.
It wasnt useless!
She was sure if she died, Ichigo and everyone else would go home. They would be okay. They wouldn't have to die for her.
Tears started to fall slowly.
She wondered if maybe...
She slowly let all of the air in her lungs come out and then she closed her mouth and pinched her nose.
Could it work?
Already she could feel her lungs asking her for air.
She thought of all the people in her life:
Ichigo, her brother, Rukia, Chad, Uryu...
"Ichigo," She thought."Please, just miss me. Remember me."
She didt know how much time had passed, but her lungs were screaming to her now and she felt dizzy.
But she still refused to breathe.
"When did I get to the floor?" She wondered, realizing she laying on her stomache.
Black dots were invading her vision.
"Ichigo... Im sorry."
And the last thing she saw was the door to her room opening, and a set of green eyes looking at her."
"Am I dead?" the words floated around her.
Was this death? Was she in heaven? Hell?
No, there was nothing. Just Orihime.
Orihime Inoue.
"Wake up, woman." A voice commanded above her.
She forced her eyes open.
Ulquiorra's eternally sad face loomed above her own.
She was confused.
"W-what?"
"Stupid." He said.
"You tried to commit suicide by holding your breath?Its impossible. You start to breathe again as soon as you pass out."
Orihime sat up slowly. She was on the oversized couch. Had he moved her?
She clasped her hands to her chest.
"I told you not to try anything like that." He added.
"Ulquiorra...?" She asked.
"What is it, woman?" He asked, annoyed.
She paused.
"Kill me."