What Sets Us Apart

Chapter Twelve - Lost Child

Author's Note: After this Fanfiction, I'm completely erasing my ideas on the D.Gray-man story I was planning. Instead I'm going to be writing a Death Note one.

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"Shinigami, hmm..?" Ulquiorra was rather pleased hearing all this information leak out of the woman's mouth. He didn't need to do anything. No explanation. Nothing. Except maybe keep a close eye on that child next to her. He seemed only a little threatening. "Congratulations. You know EVERYTHING I assume." He whispered with a smile. Unohana gazed angrily at him. He was such a terrible sight.

He was rather tall, taller than most of the people in the broken kingdom. He had messy black hair and he wore a white suit with blood drenched on some part of his shoulders. It was like a mess. He LOOKED like a mess. His appearance, was disturbing to her. "Tell me…Unohana-sama…if you know all about this resurrecting laws…who did you revive?" The man taunted with a grin.

Everyone stared at her. True. How did she know all about the Shinigami? How did she know that only blood of the resurrected could touch the reviver? Unohana tilted her head, she gazed at the floor spilt with fresh blood. Ichigo and Rukia were still at it. Ichigo in the defense, while his wife on the offense. She was swinging her blade in a terrifying matter. And in no way, did the king want to harm his wife. "Who did you revive?" Ulquiorra repeated his question and she did not speak.

"…Unohana-sama. Please don't tell me YOU attempted resurrection!" Hitsugaya replied with shock. Yoruichi seemed to already know that she DID, due to her awkward refusal to answer. The same applied to Urahara who titled his hat down. His eyes were covered by the shadows.

"LET me tell you who she resurrected." Ulquiorra announced and came closer to the doctor. If he touched her, surely she would feel tremendous pain. "LISTEN everyone." He shouted. "I will tell you who Unohana raised from the dead!"

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"Why don't you give up and die?!" Rukia questioned with anger. She was becoming too tired, and her arms were feeling rather weak. Ichigo grunted and pushed her aside by using the other side of his blade and weakly thrusting her to the left. She fell down, and quickly got up fixing her kimono. "Damn you." She murmured and ran towards him.

"Why don't YOU just give up?" Ichigo blurted out loud. Rukia's eyes narrowed and she continued to slash at him. He continued to block. Rukia. Why do you have to be so stubborn? Ichigo clenched his teeth and proceeded to defend against her.

"Why do you have to be such a jackass!?" Rukia replied and evaded one of his weak thrusts. He hated her replies as well. She was such an annoying little woman. He remembered the first time they met. The wedding.

She was wearing such a tight kimono, but it suited her perfectly. Her eyes were shining with a defiant glare and she seemed to hate everything. Well everything that applied to their marriage. She would talk trash to him, and of course, he would do the same. Yet all the time, she beat him with the arguments.

Ichigo laughed slightly, and Rukia could see his mouth twitch with humor. She couldn't understand why. What was she doing to entertain him? It only brought her more anger.

"Do you remember?" Ichigo asked, as he blocked her thrust. She stared at him and backed away. "Do you remember when we first met?" He asked. Her eyes widened. What was he talking about?! They have NEVER met. And if they did, she would have killed him instantly.

"What are you talking about?" Rukia muttered and made a slash. He blocked it as well.

"So you forgot." He let out a sigh and his eyes let out a hurt look. She couldn't understand. What was so important with him? Her heart was screaming an inaudible message to her. While her brain urged her to continue her actions.

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"I'll tell you." Ulquiorra whispered and touched the woman's face. "Unohana-san…no…Okaa-san…was the one that resurrected me." He smiled. His yellow emotionless eyes flickered with amusement. Everyone stared at her.

"W-What are you talking about!?" Inori blurted out, he was able to grab Ulquiorra's hand, and it stung with pain. The man had clearly forgotten that that stupid child was adjacent to her.

"Let go of me." Ulquiorra responded and touched Inori's hand with his left. It had a burning sensation, when he did it. Unohana saw that Ulquiorra had used some of his reiatsu to gather outside of his body, and he could control it so easily. The boy let go, and seethed in pain.

"It's no lie." Ulquiorra murmured. "Don't be so angry at her." He let out a soft grin. "It's only a mother's love for her son. Isn't it?" That sentence. It struck him. His heart beat quickly as Ulquiorra grabbed his throat and laughed insanely. "YES. I am her son. What? Don't tell me your jealous." He spat at him and threw him aside. Inori was getting boring. He needed something else to do. To get entertained with.

"Ulquiorra that's ENOUGH!" Unohana shouted and took Inori into her arms. The boy was sleeping. Unconscious to be more exact. She stared at the boy. He was confused, she knew it.

Walking away, Ulquiorra shrugged his shoulders and cocked his head aside. He let out a soft whisper. "Don't tell me what to do." He replied. "Only Hisana-sama can order me around."

His eyes then turned to Rukia and Ichigo. Ichigo was cornered, but he seemed to have a trick up his sleeve. Ulquiorra could tell by the confidence in his eyes. "Rukia." The man replied with a cold tone. "Fifth forbidden arte. Explosive End, Ignition."

Ichigo's eyes widened. Rukia's body turned into a light purple. Everyone had forgotten, about the arte. Byakuya tensed up and wobbled. He had to do something. SOMEONE had to do something! "Fifth forbidden arte. Explosive End, finale." Ulquiorra announced with humor.

Rukia gazed at Ichigo with a little plea. She was frightened. What was happening to her? "Don't worry Kuchiki-san. I will make you a beautiful grave." Ulquiorra let out a small smile. She stared at him. Her eyes began to blur with tears. She looked exactly like…her. His mind wasn't focused. "Seventh forbidden arte. Dismissal." He had stopped it. He had stopped her destruction.

She fell on the floor and grasped on her tiny throat. She heard Ulquiorra racing towards her. Everyone watched as he quickly gathered her in his arms. Ichigo was confused, and angered as well. What was he doing!? Didn't he want to kill her in the first place? Unohana stared at the man.

Byakuya was relieved, but he was still suspicious of Ulquiorra. What was he going to do next?

"…Are you alright?" Ulquiorra's voice changed. He seemed caring, and loving to her. She was confused, but she nodded. He sighed with relief and put her softly on the ground.

'The hell are you doing!?" Grimmjaw shouted as he fended off Hitsugaya. Yammy and Luppi stared at him with anger as well. "Hurry up and finish the prophecy, dammit!" Ulquiorra stared at the three.

"DO NOT order me around!" He shouted. "Tenth Forbidden Arte! Grave Yard." He muttered with intent to kill. Matsumoto and Renji stared as a halo formed around the three. Grimmjaw stared at it with anger and gazed at Ulquiorra.

"THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" He shouted with fear. His tongue darted out as he spoke. He was truly frightened.

"Goodbye."

The halo that formed around the three slowly shrank, and suffocated them. What was he doing? The halo was sucking their reiatsu and life force slowly and painfully. They could feel everything going out of them. Everything fleeing from their weak bodies and minds.

Renji and Matsumoto, including Hitsugaya rushed out of the way. The strange people slowly disintegrated. "Damn you…" Grimmjaw whispered and disappeared.

"Damn, he's powerful." Renji admitted and gazed at the dangerous man. Ulquiorra had more intent to kill after that.

"HURRY WE MUST STOP HIM!" Yoruichi hopped off of a pillar. Unohana stopped her.

"Only the blood relatives can." She sighed. Inori was fully awake and was standing next to Unohana.

"Do not worry. Ulquiorra is not my son…it was…Hisana…she handed him down to me after she had died due to some chemical reaction in the laboratory. He died of depression…and I couldn't bear to lose him. My promise I made to the queen of the Kuchiki clan was broken. And he had been so DEAR to me." She was trifled with many tears. "Please. Let me give you one request. Inori-kun…destroy Ulquiorra." She coughed and turned around.

Inori…it was his first task that Unohana had given him. IT made him…happy. So he approved and dashed out towards the center. Everyone watched him. Rukia forgot that Ichigo existed and gazed at the two. "Ulquiorra…a promise was made to me. And I need to fulfill it." Inori whispered and took a katana from his side. Unohana had given it to him on his fourteenth birthday. And he carried it around ever since.

"Fulfill it? Please, try." Ulquiorra muttered angrily. He took his palms and smiled. "Eleventh forbidden artes. Immortal shield."

"You know I can penetrate that! I'm a blood relative of course!" The boy smiled with triumph and slashed at Ulquiorra. However, it didn't phase him.

"I'm not an idiot." Ulquiorra replied. Power surged through Inori's body, and he cried out in pain. "This shield isn't to protect me from you." He answered.