A/N: I'm back guys. I've been through a little bit of hell these past few weeks. Like, I have so much going on. Yet here I am, I just want to thank all those who favourites/followed/reviewed this story. It means so much, and I do take into account the feedback I'm given. I was told to work on my grammar a little more so I will be aiming to work on that for you all. Thank you all so much again. Anyways this chapter was a little bit tougher mainly because of the beginning. But, on with the show

Las Noches

Her moans echoed across the room as their bodies moved in sync. He was slick with sweat and so was she. He kisses her neck and she moans again. Her auburn hair spread out on the pillow and her cheeks stained in a rosy blush. She was beautiful. Stunning and all his. He would make sure of it. As they began to race towards their finish, towards their climaxes he kisses her neck again settling on one spot. His fangs began to grow and as she cried his name in ecstasy he bit into her supple flesh.

"Hime," he calls as he sits up with a start. Sweat clings to his body as he takes deep breaths. It was just a dream. Nothing more than that. Groaning he holds his head. It had been years since he had dreamed about her. Especially like that. He missed her, every day. He could still remember the day she had told him. She had been so nervous, until he had smiled and hugged her, spinning her round and round. The smile had made her whole essence glow and the love she had held in her eyes made him feel so special. He had never been more proud or happy to have her as his queen.

Now she was gone. No longer around, they had ruined it all. If they hadn't got involved. If they hadn't of tried their stupid ideas she would still be here with him. He had lost his wife, queen and child all in a matter of weeks. That had all changed when he found Orihime, she was perfect. She could supply him with his family again. She was the cure, the missing piece. He didn't feel love towards her yet, but he was sure that one day he would. Soon, he would have her as his, she would fall for him. That was to be inevitable. Soon he would be a father and he was not going to mess up this time.

Walking into the bathroom he turned the shower on and made sure the water was cold. He had gotten worked up after that dream and the thoughts of her. She never failed to excite him, she was all too tempting. Sighing he concentrates on the water and the day ahead of him. He needed to keep wooing Orihime, he needed her full trust. Last night had went well and he was confident that she would fall for him soon. He would keep working towards her falling for him. That was his goal.

Stepping out the shower he walked towards the door and opened it. Once in his room he pulls on his normal clothes and looked in the mirror. He looked like a normal human, no wings, tail or horn. It was only at night his demonic form would appear and show. The night time was a time where demons would be at their full strength. Looking away from the mirror he turned his attention to the door where a knocking noise was resounding from.

"Enter," he says. Nelliel walks in, her usual smile gone.

"Intruders," she says. "Szayel has them held captive in the hall. We believe it's them…. From all those years ago…"

A cold and twisted smirk enters his face. One that she had only ever seen once before.

"Excellent. I will personally see to them myself." He says before walking past her.

In The Soul Society

"How much longer is it going to take dammit?" Ichigo yells slamming his fist onto the ground.

"Relax," Rukia replies "The captains will help us. I mean I've never seen them so agitated once we mentioned our case."

"Hm," Ichigo says crossing his arms over his chest.

The door to the head captain's office opens and two guards walk out indicating for the two of them to go inside. Getting up the pair walk through the doors before they close behind them. Ahead of them and directly in the centre was the head captain. An old man whom Ichigo had never really enjoyed the company of, but he was powerful. On either side stood the captains of the thirteen courts.

"Ichigo Kurosaki, Rukia Kuchki you both requested our audience." The head captain says "We heard your story and we have reached a verdict. We will be taking action, we will help you in saving your friend Orihime Inoue."

"Thank you sir," Rukia says.

"You are dismissed." He tells them. "We will notify you when we decide to strike. Until then I suggest you begin training. The demons we will be dealing with are extremely powerful." Nodding both Ichigo and Rukia leave.

"Well," Rukia says "Looks like we will be training." Ichigo nods.

Hold on Orihime, he thinks, were coming to save you.

After watching Ichigo and Rukia leave and waiting for the doors to close the head captain turned towards the group of captains and lieutenant's in the room.

"I believe many of you do not approve of my decision." He says addressing them.

"No, were not," Captain Ukitake says "After the last time I think I speak for many of us we do not want a repeat. Who are we to pl-"

"Enough!" the head captain says interrupting him. "This time we will ensure there is not a repeat. If we can resolve this issue before it gets out of control."

"Excuse me sir," Renji asks carefully. "What…what occurred last time."

"That is none of your concern Lieutenant Abarai. All those who refuse to carry out the plan will be placed under arrest and kept in holding cells until the mission is over."

"And what may I ask will we do about the demon in question." Captain Mayuri says.

"He will be eliminated."

In Las Noches

Orihime woke up with a feeling of joy. She felt happy and relaxed. Refreshed and better than she felt in a while. Smiling to herself, she goes to have a shower and reflect on last night. It had been a lot better than she had expected. He was nicer than she was expecting even after deciding to make more of an effort. Maybe, her life wouldn't be as bad staying here. She didn't really enjoy her life back home. It had become rather dull and boring, doing the same old thing over and over.

After the death of her brother she had become really lonely. The silence that sometimes enveloped her flat would create shivers down her spine. She missed her brother a lot. He had been the reason she done anything, the constant faith he had in her. Before he died they had argued, one she now regretted terribly and her heart ache at the thought of their fight. How she hated herself for saying all those mean things to him. She hated herself, the look on his face when she had said those spiteful words. It hurt her heart to think about it.

Stepping out the shower, she put on some black shorts and a white top she had found in the drawers to her room. Next she went about drying her hair before brushing it into a ponytail. Putting her hair clips into place she checked herself in the mirror. She looked fine, a little glow on her skin and her eyes sparkled a little. Was it possible she was happy here? She shrugged it off not wanting to dwell on those facts quite yet. For now, taking each day as it came seemed like the best way to go.

Deciding she didn't want to spend all day stuck in her room until she was summoned, she went to the door and opened it before walking out.

"Orihime?" says a surprised voice and turning her head to the side, Orihime saw Nelliel walking towards her. "Is there anything you need?"

"I just felt like a walk, stretch my legs." Orihime replies.

"Is your room not of adequate space?" Nelliel asks again her eyes holding a secret and it was clear to the Orihime that Nelliel was worried about the secret getting out.

"No, my room's lovely. Only, I thought I could maybe look around this place…if it's to be my new home…"

Understanding dawns on Nelliel's face and she smiles at the girl.

"Of course, how silly. No one's shown you around yet. Well, I will take great pleasure in escorting you." With that Nelliel took Orihime's arm in hers and led her down the corridor. All the corridors looked pretty much the same. All plain and grey or white. No paintings or photographs hung from the walls which confused Orihime. Didn't people usually decorate the walls with things like that? Yet there was none here. Whilst they walked Nelliel told her of the history behind certain parts of the castle, explaining how it was that Ulquiorra came to the throne.

"He was born into it," she says to Orihime. "His father and mother had been the rulers before him and they did a wonderful job. When Ulquiorra was finally old enough to have the crown his father gave him it. His mother wasn't very…affectionate towards him and at times seemed to despise him. Yet his father cared, he was the one who was always there for Ulquiorra. His father had been also been born into royalty but Ulquiorra's mother was a simple human from the village that used to reside near the castle.

"Anyways, Ulquiorra's father told Ulquiorra everything he needed to know about being a ruler and also told him he would soon have to take a mate. A king is more powerful with a queen by their side. So Ulquiorra looked and looked. He searched for ages but no one really appealed to him. When Ulquiorra was crowned the king he did not have a mate or a queen. Yet he was more powerful than his father. The kingdom did well with him as their ruler for a while and eventually he found his queen."

"He did?" Orihime asks wondering where his queen was and why she was here then. Nelliel's eyes widened as if she realised she had let something slip she shouldn't have.

"Er…yes, but she passed away so many years ago now. So very many." There was a soft tenderness in Nelliel's voice and Orihime could tell that the demoness cared very much for the former queen. "Without the queen and his mate, the kingdom began dying, Ulquiorra had lost his parents only a year before his mate and queen. That is why the kingdom is in decay and ruins now. Why there is no real life and it is dull. When the queen died she took all the life with her…but enough about that. Why don't I show you the library?"

Orihime nodded lost in her own thoughts. There was so much going on in her head for her to understand. She felt so conflicted and troubled. Not knowing what to trust anymore. Why was she really here? If he had a mate why was he wanting another….didn't Grimmjow say that a mate was the one who was destined to be with that person forever? So why was Ulquiorra looking to replace her. She had to find out.

As Nelliel walked ahead of her chatting on and on about the library Orihime snuck off in search of Ulquiorra. Upon hearing voices she begins to follow and recognises Ulquiorra's amongst then. Walking closer to the door she hears more voice and recognises Grimmjow's amongst them, however, there are two she cannot place. The door to the main hall had a small gap through which Orihime watched.

Being pinned on the knees by Grimmjow were two people wearing black hakamas opposite to the style Ulquiorra had for everyone around Las Noches. The faces of the two kneeling were contorted in fear and even from the distance she was Orihime could see them visibly shaking.

"Please," one of the men cried "let us go, we didn't do anything."

"LIARS," Ulquiorra roared his voice echoing in the hall and out along the corridors. "It is because of you she died. It is your FAULT! You murdered her!"

"N…no," the other says "we were just following order to retrieve her. We didn't kill her."

"ENOUGH," Ulquiorra growls out glaring at them. "You showed her no mercy. None and now I won't show you any." With that he walked towards them as Grimmjow hauled them onto their feet. Smirking an eerie and sinister smile Orihime shivered yet continued to watch. She had a bad feeling though, one that screamed at her to look away, like she knew what was going to happen yet her eyes remained fixated on what was occurring before her.

Ulquiorra pulls his right arm back before shoving it forward and through one of the men's chests. Blood spurted out and stained his white outfit and he began to slowly retract his heart. The man who had a gaping hole in his chest gasped his eyes lifeless and Orihime noted that Ulquiorra held a heart in his hand and then crushed it. Blood dripped onto the floor as the man's body fell, limp and bleeding heavily. Feeling sick Orihime begged herself to turn away but found she was paralysed in fear.

Ulquiorra turned to the other man and placed his hands either side of his head before yanking it sharply to the left breaking the neck then ripping it clean off. Never before had Orihime seen so much crimson. She felt utterly sick and horrified at what she had just witnessed. How could she have ever thought Ulquiorra was a good guy? He was a monster. A cold blooded killing machine. Closing her eyes at last she took off in a run heading back to her room and flinging herself onto the bed. Her pillow became soaked with tears as the images of what she just witnessed played over and over in her head.

A/N: There it is guys, the fourth part. I was told maybe Orihime should like not submit as easily as she did last chapter and thought this was a good way to bring out her defiant side. I will try and update a bit quicker next time, but I have lots of coursework to catch up on due to circumstances that happened the beginning of the New Year. Anyways I hope you enjoyed and please remember review/follow/favourite. If there are questions you have remember you can PM me and I do take in what you guys think and try to improve on that so thanks. Until next time

~TheBat