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Orihime walked, again, to Urahara's shop. She had adopted the habit of going and asking Urahara if he could raise the dead. She asked, and once again, got the same answer, no. She walked away, not disappointed, but somewhat agitated. Urahara was the man that made the Hougyoku, the man responsible for the winter war! Was unable to find a way to revive the dead.
About halfway to her home she felt a familiar pressure, "Ishida, why are you following me?"
Ishida dropped out of the sky, "To make sure you got home safely."
Orihime laughed humorlessly, "Ishida, Aizen is dead the war is over, my power is no longer in danger."
Ishida walked to her and stared into her eyes, "I don't fear that people will attempt to take your powers. I do however fear that if left unchecked you might do something stupid."
Orihime's stare turned into a glare, "And what might that be? Ishida?"
Ishida sighed, "Unlike that barbarian Kurosaki, I actually looked at you when you came back."
Orihime averted her eyes and walked away from Ishida, trying to get home. She didn't get far before he caught up,
"Orihime, what exactly happened in your captivity? You came back, dare I say, not whole."
Orihime flinched because he was closer than he knew, "I'm fine Ishida. Please don't worry."
"Orihime, I'm your friend. That means I'll care what happens to you whether you want me to or not."
Orihime started walking faster, with Ishida behind her all the way home. She stopped at her front door, and turned to say by but something caught her attention, Ishida was glaring at her front door,
"Orihime, move out of the way.", he summoned his Quincy bow and drew back, "there is someone in"-
Ishida didn't get to finish before a hand shot threw the door and covered his mouth. Orihime didn't see what happened next, but Ishida somehow ended against the railing of her home with a bloody face. He wasn't moving, but she knew he was alive. She turned to see the intruder that was in her home, and was she surprised to see Sora,
"Oh, hello Orihime", he smiled, "It has been a while hasn't it? About six months."
"Sora, what are you doing here?"
"How mean.",he put his hand on his chest, "I came to give you a present."
Orihime stood up and walked past him, "I am not in the mood for presents."
Sora sighed and grabbed her by her throat and was in her room in a flash. In the next flash he had torn off all her clothes, and in the next flash she was clothed again, but the clothes she wore were old fashion silk robe. She looked into a mirror Sora provided and she had to admit she looked sort of like a bride. If only she had more meat on her bones. She looked almost anorexic in the nicely fitting robe.
Sora Bent down and whispered into her ear, "Bye you two."
Orihime looked around but couldn't find him, she did however see a light coming from her living room. She walked out there slowly. She cried for the first time in a long time. Standing before her was a bare chested man with snow white skin, a tattoo of a 4, and most amazing were his glowing green eyes.
"Ulquiorra?"
The possible answer to her prayers looked her over and with a annoyed expression said unemotionally, "Woman, have you been eating properly?"