Incomplete Sorrows

Well, everyone! This is the long-awaited second battle between Rukia and Orihime. In this chapter, lots of things will be explained. How are most of the espada alive when they had clearly been killed? How did Las Noches get repaired from the damage done to it? What really happened when Orihime arrived in Hueco Mundo? What were Orihime's true intentions? What are Orihime's new powers?

I do have to warn you guys though, Orihime is evil in this one – actually more like an evil psycho bitch :P (A little Birds of Prey reference there). So, Orihime fans, I apologize for what I am about to do in this chapter. Also, note that Ulquiorra and Grimmjow never got killed at all even though in the manga Ulquiorra did get killed (spoiler alert!).

So without further ado, here's chapter right now!

Chapter 8: Battle Round Two! Rukia vs. Orihime

Rukia clenched her teeth together as she held the hilt of her zampakutou tightly and glared at the one whom she thought was a friend.

Orihime just smirked in response. "Pleased to see me, aren't we?" Rukia continued to glare at her in silence. "I was expecting you to arrive, Kuchiki-san," she continued.

"You think I don't know that?" Rukia hissed and Orihime snickered softly. "You do realize that you lost your sanity. You aren't the person that I thought you would be."

Orihime shrugged. "Yea well, one must make sacrifices to get more power. Although, I lost my sanity when you got in the way of the one whom I wanted to be with."

"Grow up!" Rukia snapped. "You know that Ichigo went to me first and if it weren't for me he wouldn't have gotten to know you."

The busty girl just scowled. "I have grown up since coming here. I've grown exponentially in power. Kurosaki-kun is no longer the goal that I had yet to achieve, neither is belonging. Power is what I truly need, and like I said I had to make a lot of sacrifices to gain it."

"What sacrifices?"

Orihime smirked once again as she pointed to her head. "Sacrifice number 1: you notice something missing on my head?"

Rukia studied her rival's auburn hair carefully and noticed that her hair clips were missing. "Your hair clips are gone. Where did you put them? Your brother will be disappointed!"

Orihime scoffed. "Brother? Like I even have one anyway. He was a hollow and he's dead, remember?"

Rukia grimaced. "What the fuck?! You loved your brother! Those hairpins were a special gift from him! How dare you talk about your only family that way!"

"It's true. I needed more power so I had decided to trade in the powers of these hairpins for new powers. I had realized that the Shun Shun Rikka that inhabited these hairpins were weak and had caused me to the weakest member of your group. They brought me down. So I traded the pins for better ways to utilize my powers. The second sacrifice was my friends, the ones that who had held me back for the longest time."

"You bitch!" Rukia shrieked as she drew her zampakutou, "How could you betray all of us?! You had any idea that I loved you as a close friend, as a younger sister?!"

Orihime laughed out loud as though Rukia had told a good joke. "You crack me up, Kuchiki-san! That was the whole idea! I wanted to get close to all of you so that I could betray you all in the end – manipulate you all just like what Aizen had done with Soul Society! Sure, I may have had regrets about it, but as I got used to these powers of mine I had realized that what I did was the best thing ever!"

"So that was why you decided to be clingy and selfish?"

"Yes! I really felt the need to be strong! I just had to make sure that the time was right so that I could show my true intentions."

"So, in other words, the whole thing was an act," Rukia growled as she pieced everything together. Orihime grinned maliciously.

"Very observant. There is one more thing that I must explain to you about how several espada are still alive when they should be dead."

Rukia's eyes widened once again. "What?"

"Also about how this place is intact. It was all because of yours truly."

"YOU REVIVED THEM ALL?!" Rukia roared as spiritual energy surrounded her.

"I had to prove my use to Aizen-sama when I got here," Orihime explained, "So I used my Shun Shun Rikka and revived all of the espada that were killed, well except for Ulquiorra-kun and Grimmjow-kun since they weren't killed. I also repaired any damage that was given to Las Noches. Quite impressive, isn't it?"

Rukia had enough. Everything that Orihime was saying to her was making her even more furious. This girl was going down. The Kuchiki charged towards her rival, who stared at her with her smirk. That was when she immediately disappeared, and Rukia skidded to a halt as she hit the ground. "What the fuck?"

"I'm right here," Orihime announced from behind as Rukia turned her head backwards. "You bitch! Was that shunpo?"

"Close," Orihime corrected, "That was sonido. Ulquiorra-kun taught it to me. I can also do this!" She pointed her finger towards Rukia, and a bolt of black spiritual energy started to form. Rukia winced with shock as she dove out of the way of an incoming cero.

"And one other thing," Rukia asked while she was panting, "How is this revenge if you had planned this whole thing?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Orihime snapped as she fired another cero, which Rukia dodged with ease, "You humiliated me! You think that even though I had planned an excuse to have a fight with you, I wouldn't be pissed off that you would humiliate me in front of everyone? Anger is the source of power! I needed more anger! So I wanted to take it out on the one person whom I can't stand!"

Rukia rolled out of the way of another cero that was fired at her. "You are messed in the head, Orihime!"

"Shut up and die already!" Orihime fired two more ceros which Rukia had just barely dodged using shunpo. Her shoulders were slightly burned where the ceros had barely grazed them.

Rukia panted as she stared at her adversary. Something told her that there would be more tricks up her sleeve, so she had to be ready just in case. However, if only she could get closer!

"I kept on expecting that you would dodge my ceros with ease," Orihime noted as spiritual energy surrounded her. "Kudos to you for surviving the warm-up."

"That was barely a warm-up," Rukia commented with a confident smirk. "I know that you're holding back for some reason."

"This time you won't survive easily. I am about to show you what I am truly capable of, what I had traded in my girlish hair pins for." The reiatsu surrounding Orihime became heavier, sharper and faster and she started to glow slightly from the rushing reiatsu. Rukia shielded herself from the incoming pressure as she watched something form in each of Orihime's hands – both of which transformed into the shape of two razor-sharp blades a lot like Ukitake's twin zampakutou. A gold shimmer reflected off of the blades as Orihime crossed them in front of her, smirking in triumph.

Rukia could only gape in shock as she stared at the finished products donning her opponent's hands.

"Well?" Orihime frowned impatiently. "You going to release your zampakutou or what? I need to test my new abilities on you when you're at your full capacity."

Rukia's eyes narrowed as she circled her zampakutou around her head. If this bitch wants a fight, then she will get one. The sword turned white from blade to hilt, and a long, white ribbon of silk flowed behind it. "Mae…Sode no Shiroyuki."

"That's more like it," Orihime commented as she got into a fighting stance. "Let's begin, Kuchiki-san."

"Right."

The two charged towards each other and an intense battle began. Blades clashed against each other and reiatsu exploded in all directions. Rukia used shunpo and Orihime used sonido as the two darted in all corners of the room, slashing at each other and blocking each other's techniques.

Rukia tried unleashing her second dance, but Orihime swiftly dodged it and countered with a violent kick to the ribs and a slash of one of her swords through one of Rukia's shoulders. The Kuchiki gasped as she hit the floor, sword clattering beside her. Orihime laughed at Rukia's dismay.

The shinigami panted on her spot on the floor. A couple of ribs were already broken, and she could feel that more would break apart at any moment. Where had Orihime gotten such strength…such mind-blowing power?

Orihime cackled as she walked closer to her former friend. "Did you think that not killing me would make things worse? Did you? You're wrong, you know. If you were smart, you would have killed me that day. Now, the tables are going to turn as I make your death slow and painful."

Rukia placed a hand on her side where the kick had struck her and she slowly started to get up. Orihime snickered once more. "I almost feel sorry for you, Kuchiki-san. You are the only one between us who is scathed from our fight. Until now, I had always been the weak one. Now it's your turn!"

Rukia spat a bit of blood to one side. "Don't make me laugh!" She panted as her lips curled into a slight smile. "I still have enough strength inside me to beat your ass to the ground, you bitch!"

"Come and get it," Orihime beckoned as she got back into her fighting stance.

Rukia healed her side with a bit of kidou, and then she held out her hands and shouted, "Bakudou #4 – Hainawa!" A bolt of energy escaped from her hands and bolted towards Orihime, who used sonido to dodge the spell, but Rukia was quick. She pointed in the direction where Orihime teleported to. "Hainawa!"

The bolt of energy bound her in place. "YOU BITCH!" Orihime screamed as she struggled to break free.

Rukia knew that she had to do something to keep holding her opponent in place once again before she would break free. So she tried another kidou spell. "Bakudou #62 – Hyapporankan!" This time a rod of energy formed in her hands, and she threw it like a spear towards the struggling Orihime.

Using a fraction of her strength, Orihime broke free from her bonds but the rod shattered into tiny fragments which held her in place against the wall behind her. The swords slipped from her hands as they landed on the floor.

"YOU REALLY GOT ME FUCKING MAD!" Orihime roared as she tried to struggle free. "ONCE I GET OUT OF THIS MESS, I'M GOING TO SLICE YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF!"

Rukia smirked at her confidently. "What about your promise to give me a 'slow and painful death'? Seriously, you can't mess with a kidou expert."

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Orihime spat as she continued to struggle.

Rukia narrowed her eyes as she watched intently. She wouldn't stay there for long, so she needed to have a plan in order to finish this quickly.

Her eyes averted to the swords that lay underneath Orihime's feet and an idea came to mind. She rarely ever used this move since she only did it once, but she figured that it was her deadliest move yet. She just had to get Orihime to break her sword in half for this technique to work.

Maybe one more kidou spell would really set the girl off first. Rukia pointed her palm towards Orihime's left shoulder and shouted, "Hadou #33 – Sokatsui!"

A blue fire ball fired out of her palm and struck Orihime's shoulder, causing the younger girl to shriek in pain. "What the fucking hell did you do that for?!" She cried as she managed to break an arm free from her bonds.

"I remembered what you had told me before," Rukia replied, watching Orihime break another arm free. "You told me that anger is the source of power. I personally think that you have more anger within you that needs to be let out. So, if you're correct, then harvest it and come at me with all you've got!" She stared at the swords one more time and then looked up as Orihime had almost broken free.

Sure enough, Orihime finally broke free from the last energy shard that held her in place and immediately dove for the swords. Rukia smirked at this action. It was precisely what she had predicted.

There was a murderous glare that showed on Orihime's face as she held the swords in front of her. "I've taken back what I had said before about giving you a slow and painful death. I am actually going to massacre you so that you would lie here in pieces!"

"Come and get it then, you bitch," Rukia taunted as the smirk still showed on her face.

Both women charged at one another and Rukia continuously dodged and blocked both swords as they were slashed towards her. Orihime panted with extreme rage as she attacked again and again.

A sideways slash of one of Orihime's swords sliced clean through Rukia's Sode no Shiroyuki. Orihime grinned in triumph as she kicked the shinigami violently towards the ground – Rukia's hand still holding onto the hilt of her zampakutou tightly.

With one loud cackle, Orihime held one of her swords over Rukia's head, relishing in the moment to finish off the shinigami for good. "Your only weapon has been destroyed, and now once your blood is spilled my revenge will be complete."

"Oh is that so? What a pity," Rukia smirked as she swept Orihime off balance with a kick, catching her off guard. She stood off the ground as she watched Orihime's triumphant smirk change into a disapproving scowl.

"You bitch!" Orihime hissed as she tried to reach for one of her swords, but Rukia stepped on her hand quickly, causing her to cry in pain. "What the fuck are you going to do with nothing but a fucking hilt?" Orihime sneered venomously.

Rukia touched the end of her hilt against Orihime's forehead. "I was counting on you to break my zampakutou so that I could show you my latest and deadliest technique," She explained nonchalantly and Orihime just growled at her.

"San no mae," Rukia darkened her voice as the other half of the zampakutou reformed on the other side of Orihime's head, "Shirafune."

Blood rained down Orihime's forehead, eyes, and mouth as she gasped in horror. Her once shining eyes lost their light as she became still and lifeless. Realizing that it was over, Rukia ripped her zampakutou from her opponent's head, causing her body to splash in a pool of her own blood. The curved swords that lay beside her vanished into dust.

"That is for messing with my family, bitch," Rukia spat as she reverted her zampakutou back to its unreleased state and sheathed it, "And also for betraying all of us. Nice knowing you."

Narrowing her eyes, the petite shinigami turned on her heel and left the room, leaving the body of her former ally behind.

Ulquiorra gaped into space as he felt a certain sensation that occurred at that moment. It can't be! An unfamiliar tightening formed deep in his empty chest as he turned into the direction where he felt that sensation. Orihime?

He had never felt anything like this to anyone, and he had thought that he was void of all emotions…that was until the very first time he had seen her. At first he thought that she was trash like all the others, until she proved to him that she was something special. Not too long after he had brought her to Hueco Mundo under Aizen's orders, he developed a connection with her and he was more than happy to be her warden.

Since she went back to her world after the first war, he had missed her and never stopped thinking about her. He would often curse himself for feeling such useless emotions – that was until these emotions grew stronger and he had realized that he was in love with her.

He was more than happy to see her again online and even happier when she had stepped foot in Hueco Mundo. The moment he saw her, he held her in his arms and kissed her, staring into her gorgeous, amber eyes.

True to his word, he had trained her nonstop in the arts of hollow combat. She grew stronger and developed a summoning technique using her reiatsu, something that he was very proud of. Her speed was brilliant and her reactivity was perfect, and Ulquiorra was very proud of the woman that he had trained and loved.

Now she's gone, and Ulquiorra had felt something that resembled heartbreak - even though he never had a heart - and extreme sorrow and anger. Once he made sure that Aizen had taken care of his menacing opponent, he would finish Rukia off once and for all. He had to take Ichigo out of commission first.

His thoughts were disrupted when Ichigo fired a black Getsuga Tenshou towards him, causing him to dodge the attack within seconds.

"Wake up!" Ichigo echoed behind his mask. "You roped me into this fight, remember?"

Ulquiorra snapped back to reality. "Yea well, we have to finish it quickly."

"Why? So that you can go to Orihime?" Ichigo remarked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Please, if I ever allowed you to do that then you should have allowed me to go to Rukia ages ago."

The fourth espada narrowed his eyes. "Like I would have let that happen. Besides, you managed to get your precious Rukia back. Orihime, however, cannot be revived because of that horrid attack that your precious beloved had inflicted on her."

"So you were following their fight the entire time?"

"Orihime and I have a connection," Ulquiorra replied. "I always sense her presence and I feel it every time something sinister such as this happens to her."

"Whatever..." Ichigo rolled his eyes as he readied his zampakutou for another round of fighting. "We've got unfinished business, so let's get to it."

"You arrogant son of a bitch," Ulquiorra hissed as he drew his zampakutou. "Fine then, let's do this."

They charged at one another once again and a heated battle erupted as they slashed swords against one another and blocked each other's attacks.

Ducking through the corridors, Grimmjow silently but quickly searched every room where they might be holding his Neliel. His heart was racing as he breathed with determination every where he turned.

Thanks to the shinigami that had helped him, they had managed to clear the way and divert the enemy so that Grimmjow would not be spotted. For the first time in his life, he was grateful towards them, but he would be even more grateful if he could just find Neliel.

Spotting a few of the 12th Division subordinates, Grimmjow quickly hid behind the wall, praying that he was not seen. They passed him without noticing him, and breathing with relief Grimmjow continued on his desperate search.

Opening the nearest door, he stepped through, eyes darting back and forth to check for any sign of her or the enemy. Then he tiptoed across the floor, not keeping his eyes still even for a moment.

This room seemed to be an equipment storage chamber, with its gadgets and high-tech equipment.

A small shimmer piqued his interest as he walked closer to it. There, leaning against some crates, was Neliel's sword. Grimmjow ran his fingers over the emerald hilt as his eyes softened. His intuition was probably telling him that he was close, and he could feel the excitement.

Tightening his fingers around the hilt, he picked the sharp weapon up and was about to continue on his way when a gigantic, double, curved blade struck him just at the base of the neck, causing him to collapse on the floor in pain.

Nnoitra stood over his panting and bleeding rival, laughing like a maniac at what he had just done. Despite his wound, Grimmjow managed to turn his head to face his attacker and snarled, "Nnoitra…you…bastard!"

Next Time on Incomplete Sorrows:

Ichigo panted as he sighed in relief. He knew that Ulquiorra's first resureccion was sinister enough. It nearly took its head off the last time he's seen it, and now that event had repeated itself. He was entirely thankful that his reactivity was perfect and flawless; otherwise it would have been over for sure.

One major battle down, quite a few to go yet! The next chapter is going to be incredibly action-packed since it features not one, not two, but THREE fights going on at the same time. That's pretty awesome, eh? It should be out sometime this week hopefully and I will also try to get the video versions of chapters 7 and 8 (which is going to be harder than chapter 4 and that is freakishly hard) sometime this week as well. So watch out for those. In the meantime, please review this chapter and let me know what you think!

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