A/N: Just a short halloween fic I wrote for the UlquiHime FC at BA. Enjoy.

Vampire's Treat

"How does it go again?"

Orihime smiled, reaching out to adjust Ulquiorra's ebony hair, which had been messed up while trying to get him dressed. She'd pulled at his tattered shirt and then backed up to get a good look at him, finding he truly looked the part.

"When they answer the door, we say 'trick or treat'."

Ulquiorra frowned, pulling absentmindedly at the collar that hung loosely around his neck as he watched Orihime move away to make a few last-minute adjustments to her own costume. When she had come to him with the desire to go as a pair, he had been skeptical but agreed only because she seemed so excited about it. She had come up with the idea of a role reversal, where she could go as a bat and he could go as a human. This had somehow evolved, within the confines of her imagination, into something entirely different. Now she was going as, what she called, a vampire queen. He, apparently, was her unfortunate victim, now made into a human-zombie type of slave. Ulquiorra didn't argue; she had explained it all so matter-of-factly to him, after all. He couldn't argue with her logic, because, well, he just couldn't understand it enough to do so.

"And why do we say this?" he asked doubtfully, allowing a quick glance into the bathroom, where Orihime was leaning over the sink to fix her makeup. Her short skirt rode up a bit, revealing a creamy thigh. When she looked back at him through the mirror, he quickly diverted his attention elsewhere.

"Because! Um…" she looked thoughtful for a minute before her face brightened again, "Well, we really want the treat, which is candy, you see. But just in case they don't have candy, there is the trick option." She puckered her lips and painted them a bright crimson color, before turning back to look at him. "Do I look scary?"

Ulquiorra, who had been captivated by the roll of paint against her soft lips, had to blink and refocus before answering her question. "Not particularly threatening."

She scrunched her face and returned to the mirror, thinking about what she could do next. A thought must have struck her, for she had moved the red color back towards her face, making a mark from the corn of her lip down to her chin.

"Is it supposed to look like blood?" he guessed, watching her smile happily as she nodded.

"Exactly! I am a vampire queen after all. Isn't it really scary?"

He wasn't sure if he could ever think of her as scary; in fact, she looked quite good in her short skirt and bright striped stockings. The dark paint around her eyes and her blood red lips made her look more exotic, he supposed, but deep down she was still bubbly, kind Orihime.

But she was excited, and he wished to please her, so he found himself saying, "Yes."

"Thanks, Ulquiorra!" she said breathlessly, beaming at him. She seemed to have a sudden thought, however, for she moved close to him, causing him to stiffen somewhat at the proximity. She was touching his neck softly, and he felt warmth in his cheeks.

"Hmm…" she hummed softly, moving her face closer to the junction of his neck and collarbone. He could feel her warm breath hitting his pale skin, and he closed his eyes, feeling his body react positively to the closeness. "Maybe…" Even more warm air caressed his skin and Ulquiorra's eyes shot open as he realized she had opened her mouth. A strained heartbeat later and she had allowed her exposed teeth to graze his neck softly before she pulled away altogether. Ulquiorra's breath came out in a quick pant, but Orihime was already moving back into the bathroom. She returned with the red paint she had used, and he watched, dazed, as she made two marks where her teeth had been a moment before. After she was satisfied with that, she made a larger stroke below each of them, and pushed him in front of the mirror.

"See? Now you look like my victim." She pointed at his neck and grinned, throwing her arms around him excitedly. "Won't this be fun?"

Ulquiorra stared at the place on his neck that now held what looked like bite marks oozing blood and sighed inwardly. If it had been up to him, he would have just as soon forgotten this whole holiday…or even better, celebrated it privately with his "vampire queen". Yes, that would surely be much more interesting than this 'trick or treat' thing. Ulquiorra didn't even like candy.

Allowing his fingers to slide easily through her hair, Ulquiorra looked into her warm eyes and muttered, "Perhaps."

Orihime gave him a wink and a more wicked expression than usually graced her face, and Ulquiorra felt his heart rate increase significantly. His excitement was short lived however, as Orihime gave a quick tug at the chain attached to his collar.

"That's an order, slave!" she commanded loftily, slipping into what, he supposed, would be her queen-like persona for the night.

He raised his eyebrows, green eyes burning and his hand flinching to grab her and pull her close.

Seeing his odd look, she faltered, her smile slipping into a worried face as she said, "I'm sorry, Ulquiorra! I was only pretending."

He took her hand, comfortingly, but leaned his face so that his mouth was poised next to her ear. "Do not worry…" Ulquiorra paused, before allowing his voice to drop and he practically purred, "Hime-sama."

He could pretend too, after all, if the situation called for it. And if her wide eyes and flushed cheeks were any indication, this situation held enough merit to try.