Um... basically here is the second chapter XD

Enjoy ^^

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Chapter 2- Great Dangers Await

It hurt to open my eyes. My lids were sticky with blood; and it took a while for me to prize them open. When I finally did, I realised with horror, that I was in a strange bed. Not Nnoitra's bed... I was alone. It smelt of clean linen, and it was so warm, I pulled the duvet further over my head and curled up in a little ball. My legs were still aching from being punished by Nnoitra earlier.

My ears pricked up as I heard the door creak open.

'Oh no… I'm going to get killed for being somewhere I shouldn't! Where am I anyway!? And who is that?'

Slow footsteps came closer to the bed. I curled up even tighter, so my sore throbbing head sunk underneath the duvet too. A hand grabbed at the duvet and ripped it off. Peeking out through one eye, I looked up to see who it was. It couldn't have been worse… Ulquiorra Schiffer, staring with his emerald green eyes; such a deep stare he seemed to look right into my brain and read my innermost thoughts.

'Why are you in my bed?'

He said it with such a straight face and straight tone; it sounded more of a fact than a question.

'Ehh...'

I didn't say anything that actually made sense. Hauling myself up, I stuck my legs out so I could climb out of the bed.

However, as I jumped out of the bed... my legs completely failed to support themselves, and collapsed I embarrassingly in a heap at Ulquiorra's feet. He sighed and looked down at me.

'Pathetic.'

'Damn! How could I fall like this in front of such a powerful Espada!? How embarrassing... what should I do now...?'

'Ul...Ulquiorra-sama. I am truly sorry for this, but I have no idea how and why I was sleeping in your bed. Thanks Nnoitra. I bet it was him. But I'm going to need some help here.'

Ulquiorra didn't move at all, neither did he say anything. He simply carried on glaring.

'Ulquiorra-sama? C-Can you hear me? Can you... I mean... could you please possibly get someone to drag me out of here? I can't walk!'

Ulquiorra sighed for the thousandth time, turned on his heel and walked off, not even looking back to check I wasn't dead or anything.

Silence.

'Where did Ulquiorra go? He didn't say anything. Then again he rarely does. I guess I'll just lay here and wait. If he's coming back that is.'

There was no sound of footsteps, and all reiatsu's were faint and distant. I lay there on the floor, not moving at all. I was too busy wallowing in the glory of Ulquiorra's bedroom. It was so classy; nothing like my little dumpster of a room.

'So this is Ulquiorra-sama's room. It's dark. Maybe I could take a quick look around...'

I pushed my arms out in front of me, and tried to pull myself up, failing painfully. I felt the muscles in my arms strain and pull, and watched it alarm as my arm bent the wrong way.

'Aahh! My arm! Oh ow... it must be... how do you say it. Disconnected? No that's not right...'

'Dislocated.'

Ulquiorra padded calmly back into the room, leaving the door slightly ajar.

'Your arm is dislocated. So is your left leg, and both your ankles are sprained. You also have three broken fingers, on your right hand.'

'How the hell does he know that?'

Ulquiorra was a great observer. No wonder, with eyes the size and depth of his pair. I guess that's what Ulquiorra was doing when he eerily eyes people up, he is observing them, taking in every bit of information possible. I had once heard from other arrancar that Ulquiorra had said "What his eyes don't see does not exist". Was that why he was such a good fighter? Because he could observe the opponent's fighting strategy?

My mind was somewhere else; pondering about why he looked so depressed and how odd his behaviour was. Little did I realise that I was staring at him for the whole time.

'It is rude to stare.'

Hah. Like Ulquiorra could talk.

I smiled sadistically, seeing if I could make him laugh by looking stupid. It didn't work.

'Please forgive me, Ulquiorra-sama. D... Did you bring someone?'

Ulquiorra stepped back and moved to the side, to reveal a tall, skinny figure standing in the doorway.

'Nnoitra.'

As I said this, Ulquiorra gave me a disapproving look.

'You do not approach Nnoitra with proper respect. No wonder he punished you.'

'Thanks for that.'

Nnoitra grinned his evil grin and walked quickly towards the pile of blood and bones that was me. He bent down and put his head right next to my ear, whilst Ulquiorra tutted quietly and walked into another room.

'Pathetic little shit, aren't ya, Adoriana? Can't even climb outta bed! Lazy bitch.'

He grabbed at my hair, tugging at it and dragging me across Ulquiorra's floor.

'See ya later, emo boy.'

'Tsch.'

Nnoitra's grip was so tight I could have sworn he was intending to make me bald.

'Please, Nnoitra-sama... let go! It hurts!'

'I know it fuckin' hurts. That why I'm doing' it.'

Nnoitra laughed loudly, and hauled me up over his shoulder, so I was hanging over his shoulders... I felt sick because I was so high up. I could see Ulquiorra at the back of his bedroom, not really much of him... just his eyes and his glare.

'Thank you, Ulquiorra-sama.'

He simply turned his back and carried on doing whatever he was doing [probably nothing to be honest]. Sighing heavily, I flumped back to hanging on Nnoitra's shoulder, my head banging against his back as he carried me off somewhere.

He sniggered to himself as he turned into another corridor.

"You're fuckin' useless in battle… maybe I can use you for somethin' else."

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AN- I realise that Adoriana sounds like a total loser at the moment. I am still developing her personality, so bear with me guys ^^