Hey everybody. Just thought I'd update. Also, Arien Delou. Yeh she is mine. I created her as an exaggerated version of myself. She is very dominant and independent and doesn't like being told what to do, as I'm sure you know by now. XD. Her eyes are yellow/pink is because her eyes are very sensitive to any kind of light. Normally they are just a light pink due to the constant irritation, but the reflective white in Los Noches enhances that. Therefor she prefers the dark.

She is mine. Don't take!

Disclaimer: I don't own BLEACH.

Touch of a Demon:

Chapter Six:

Greetings

Ulquiorra tugged lightly on the skirt, letting it jut down so he could see the beginnings of the red curls that had entranced him. He layed not on her, but next to her, watching her eyelashes bat against her hazy eyes. Her face was flushed quite severely and she seemed to be staring off into space. Still staring at her face he slid his fingers into the fiery mass. Her eyelashes fluttered and she exhaled. Her pushed her skirt down further and slid down the bed, taking her skirt with her. She lay on her back, her arms splayed out amidst her hair in complete nudity. He moved back beside her and brushed the hair from her face.

His empty soul didn't move when she stared solemnly into his eyes. He didn't feel anything. Just a strange curiosity at her body. When he stared into her eyes; nothing. Her body had paled and she no longer wore the peach sheen she had before. He didn't know what was causing it. Was she relapsing? He moved over her and stared at her. She didn't respond when he called her name. He couldn't see anything. In a fury he lifted her and moved her to the bathroom quickly and turned the bath water on. Waiting, he watched her head loll to the side, her eyes still blank. If he reported it, surely Aizen would find out. For the first time since he had changed, he felt fear. He had touched Aizens woman. His queen. Holding his thoughts at bay he slipped Orihime into the bath and poured in the healing ointment in case it was something physical.

He knelt by the bath and watched the color soar through her cheeks. Her eyes were dilating in and out of focus.

" Oh...." She moaned, pressing her palm against her temple. Her body trembled lightly and she dropped forward into the warm water.

He watched her float for a moment before she raised her head and rested it against the side of the tub.

" What happened?" She asked softly. He raised a brow curiously.

" What was the last thing you remember?" Before he even finished the sentence her cheeks raised color and she turned her face slightly away.

" I had laid down to take a nap." She said. She didn't remember anything it seemed. He could use that. She turned her face back to his,

" How did I get in here?" She asked, either oblivious to her lack of clothing or not caring about it.

" Don't be stupid. I wasn't going to throw you and your clothes in the tub." He stated coldly. Her face turned an even sharper pink.

"oh." She covered her face with her hand and reached for a washcloth with the other. It was quite unfair, having her there, naked. He had been so close to having her. It was fate, he surmised. Aizen definitely would have found out if he had. But still, his control surprised him. He watched her turn the cold water on and soak the washcloth and lay it over her forehead.

Finished with any conversation he took his place behind her and waited for her to cool off, desire pulsing through him madly. He was beginning to hate his job more and more....

Positioning himself comfortably in the nude, Gin lay spreadeagled on the couch waiting for Arien to come out of the kitchen. Teasing was so much fun sometimes...

" I suppose you'll want me to cook you something for dinner." Her low voice echoed in the room as she turned the corner. Gin smiled and stretched his legs out as her eyes traveled over him. His pride was hurt when she smirked;

" I've seen better." Came her callous remark. He made an 'uh' sound and stood up. Instead of stepping back as she should she straightened herself and smiled at him.

" Did I hit a nerve?" She cooed. He grabbed his hakama and pulled them on. Quite entertained by her presence.

" I was hoping to make dinner with you." He said. Apparently that caught her by surprise because he landed a blow in her abdomen before she could move. She doubled over, flipping and kicking him in the back of the head. He stumbled forward as she landed gracefully on the arm of the couch.

" You seem to have a lot of vegetables so I thought possibly....chef salad?" She asked, stepping down from the couch and walking toward the kitchen. Rubbing his new bump he replied cheerfully.

" I'll chop the veggies!"

Grimmjow

With no missions lately, he decided to pay the guest a visit. Approaching the girls room he saw Ulquiorra dutifully positioned outside of her door.

" What do you want, Grimmjow?" The green-eyed arrancar asked.

" Cheh, I was bored." He said gruffly.

" She is resting."

" Fuck if I care. Wake her up!" He yelled. Moments later, little taps were heard from inside the room. Ulquiorra glared at Grimmjow and reluctantly opened the door. Grimmjow walked through and past Ulquiorra slamming the door shut behind him. He turned and saw the girl by the door looking at him blankly.

" Grimmjow...san?" She muttered. He looked her over and sat himself on the bed. It was slightly awkward but what did he care?

" Hm. You're Kurosaki Ichigo chick right?" Her face lit up and she shook her head furiously.

" No no no." She stopped and looked sadly at the floor.

" Did you need something?" She asked. He turned his head away.

" No." He replied. She stared at him and wondered why he had entered her room if he had no purpose.

" I just came to...thank you. For healing my arm and whatnot. So...thanks." He said. She stared at him and bowed her head.

" Of course."

He looked to the door and then looked Orihime in the eyes.

" You better pluck up that courage of yours because pretty soon Aizen is going to want you on the front lines beside him, loyal and fervently obedient. If you aren't, he'll kill you and all of what you went through will be for nothing." His words were harsh, cold and to the point. He stood up, hearing Ulquiorras shuffling.

" Why?" She whispered. Grimmjow tilted his head towards her.

" To clear my debt." With that he opened the door before Ulquiorra could and briskly walked past him.

Orihime stepped over to her bed and laid down. Rubbing the sides of her head. Ulquiorra entered and closed the door behind him. Orihime didn't acknowledge his presence. She rolled over to the side and hid her head under the pillow. Her back hitched with what he assumed were tears but then she giggled and lifted herself up, blushing furiously when she saw him standing afore her.

'Oh. I didn't know you were here." She then hiccuped and the corners of his mouth came up slightly in a smile. She jumped off the bed and grabbed the glass of water, taking it slowly down her throat. Ulquiorra looked away, ashamed at the emotions that seemed to be burning stronger within him each day. Ignoring her predicament, he said:

" Aizen-Sama has requested to see you tomorrow afternoon for lunch under the artificial sun," With apparent distaste he added," Grimmjow is right. You must become stronger before then. Aizen will want more than your body and you must appear willing."

Orihime, eyes watery from the hiccups stared blankly in his direction and inclined her head slightly.

" What does he require?" She whispered. Ulquiorra stepped towards the door, opening it he said:

" Your love."

There ya go! Chapter Six. It was a little short. 1400 words. I hope you all liked it. Chapter Seven....just to make you all fret about is call Reunited. It should be up in a week or so. Happy Reviewing!