Well here we are – chapter 2! Thank you so much for the reviews already! I'm sure that the concept of the last chapter has been done many times but I shall try and turn it into something original ^_^

Disclaimer I forgot to put in first chapter – Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo not me sadly!

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Chapter 2 -

As the blinding white light had enveloped the sands of Hueco Mundo, Orihime had closed her eyes and put every ounce of strength into her one wish – to bring Ulquiorra Cifer back from the dark. As the light faded however, she began to realize that the silence her Shun Shun Rikka had brought down upon the land had extended in to a much longer amount of time than was natural. Slowly, she lowered her arms from her face and turned around to towards her friends. What she saw pushed her eyes wide open to the limit – her friends had literally been frozen in time. Ichigo looked pained, arm outstretched towards her. Orihime couldn't tell if it was a look of anger or fear on his face. Most likely, she thought, it was a bit of both. Uryu had crumpled over, his arms clutching the wound that the newly evolved hollow Ichigo had inflicted upon him.

Another thing she noticed, with utmost regret, was that in what she had actually wished to achieve… she had failed. Her redeemed captor had not been returned to her. Tears formed in her once so lively eyes. She couldn't believe what had just happened.

Why couldn't I just have this one victory?

Orihime Inoue was never one to feel bitterness. Even when she was bullied in school for the colour of her fair she was able smile in the face of it all. And even when her brother had been so cruely taken from her the day he had died in the Kurosaki Clinic after the car accident, she had still found herself able to feel happiness, especially after she met Tatsuki.

But now, all she could feel was pain and anger towards herself for not being strong enough, for being a burden. All she ever did was try and that was never good enough she thought agonizingly, as she looked on at her friends.

By leaving, she thought that she had protected her friends. But in reality all it had done was bring more danger down upon them. And once again in doing what she thought was right she had done more damage than good.

"Kurosaki-Kun?" She reverted to her old honorific for her orange haired nakama, though this time more out of guilt than love. In coming to Hueco Mundo she had finally realized that Ichigo Kurosaki would never feel for her the way she did for him. And unrequited love was just no fun at all to Orihime.

Kurosaki made no reply. Time really was frozen – there wasn't even a gentle breeze.

Slowly she walked over to the frozen Shinigami. As far as she could tell, he wasn't dead, just… still.

Well that's a something I suppose…

She turned from Ichigo and walked haltingly over to the injured Quincy. Although Uryu was not breathing, she noticed with relief that although he too was a living statue now, the blood that had been pouring freely from the wound inflicted by Tensa Zangetsu had ceased.

How is this possible?! She thought, horrified. Why did no one tell me that the Shun Shun Rikka can stop time?! Soten Kisshun is a healer, not a… a time stopper!

She couldn't begin to fathom why no one had told her about this power. Surely Urahara must of known about it, he seemed pretty knowledgable on these things. And Aizen – he never even mentioned it. He mentioned that her ability was to reject, but he never mentioned she could reject time itself!

The whole situation just seemed completely ridiculous to our copper haired heroine. If she hadn't felt so alone during this new complication, she probably would have laughed. As it were, all she could to was try and then fail to keep the tears from forming in her eyes.

Tears falling like waterfalls, she attempted to gather herself up again. I need to make things right she thought, determined to rectify the problem.

Hands on hairpins she called out "Soten Kissun – I reject!" and poised herself, ready for another blinding flash of light as time was put right again.

But… it never came. As she opened her eyes again she realized not a second had passed to the rest of Hueco Mundo. To Orihime of course, it seemed like hours had been and gone.

Turing back to the waste land of the desert she screamed with all the might she could muster "Soten Kisshun I REJECT… I RE…JECT!" And with that broke down once again into floods of tears.

What am I supposed to do now?! She screamed, maybe in her head, maybe out loud. She just wasn't sure anymore. All she knew was that she had failed, and that in itself was completely unbearable.

As she stared out into the depths of the hollow desert, looking for answers but not finding any she suddenly noticed another presence lurking near by. Their reiatsu was unidentifiable but she some how felt that she knew it all the same. It was so foreign, yet so familiar. And it had her on instant alert. Frozen in place like her nakama beside her she realized that who ever this entity was that was currently hiding had not been affected by the time rejection. Who are you?! She wanted to yell, but caution told her to stay still and wait.

Suddenly she heard the sound of spirit particles parting as someone flash stepped up behind her.

"What have you done to me woman?!"

That voice, so familiar yet unexpected sent Orihime into a fluster.

"I… I… What?" She replied, not quite able to comprehend what was currently taking place.

"Did I stutter?" The voice replied, with an edge of sarcasm to it. "I shall ask again – What have you done to me woman?"

And with that Orihime turned to face the embodiment of the voice she had thought may have been a dream. But it was no dream. Before her, whole once more although somehow different stood her captor, former Espada number four – Ulquiorra Cifer.

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Dun Dun DUUUN.

I shall update soon hopefully, I have a few ideas for the next chapter, oh yess

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