Updated July 21, 2010

Unwavering Grasp

I screamed, more out of surprise than fear as his hand locked on to my wrist. His eyes focused and intense stared up at me. Their color like that of green emeralds held up under a dim light. I've never seen such eyes. And the dark markings and cyan lines only proved to make his gaze all the more intense. My dull and boring eyes held no comparison.

" What is the meaning of this woman?" He asked his voice cold and aloof just like his eyes and his skin. I couldn't answer, my voice seemed stuck in my throat. " I asked you a question?" His voice held something else, a bit of arrogance perhaps. I wasn't sure. But whatever it was I didn't like his tone.

" I saved your life!" I answered back, " That's the meaning of this." I attempted to yank my wrist away from his grasp. " Now-let me –go," I struggled, getting nowhere.

" You can see me. Explain yourself." He squeezed my wrist, until it hurt. Moaning I started to open my mouth.

"Of course I can see you. You idiot let me go." He didn't reply. He seemed to be lost in thought. Placing my free hand on his I tried to peel away his fingers. It was as successful as trying to bend stone.

" Explain yourself woman," he said squeezing harder. I heard a slight pop in my wrist, indicating that he would break it if I didn't hurry up and talk.

" I found you on my front step, you were out cold. So dragged you in here to rest. Then I came I here to check on you and now here we are." I was talking in a hurry each word coming out faster than the first. He seemed satisfied with this answer. He loosened his grip on my wrist but didn't let go.

" My clothes girl," he demanded sitting up slightly so that he rested on one elbow. His eyes widening suddenly when he realized he could go no more.

" I don't have them. You were like that when you showed up." His grip loosened a little more until I could finally squirm my wrist a little. Reaching over to my nightstand I grabbed the metal water basin with my free hand and slammed it down as hard as I could on his head. " Let me go you bastard!" I yelled as the metal connected with his head with a loud clink. Then bounced, splashing soapy water everywhere.

Taking this opportunity I slipped my wrist through his palm and ran towards the door. Grabbing the door hedge I turned slightly toward him. Immediately regretting that the moment I did.

He was staring at me, no glaring, his green emeralds focused and unmoving. A shockwave of what felt like fear feel ran from my brain down to my toes. Those eyes…I thought as I stared back at him, sitting up on the bed, the metal basin on his head hanging limply to the side. The water from the basin dripping down his face and between his eyes onto his body, him seeming not to notice as he continued to glare at me.

Turning away swiftly I threw myself out of the room. Running until I reached the outside. Jumping in my car I pulled the keys from the seat, placed them in the actnition then drove off down the street away from that house and that man with the intense green eyes.

" Calm down girl you look like you've seen a ghost," laughed Lor as I stumbled into her apartment.

" Ah are you busy?" I asked not wanting to be walking into something.

" Nah, John hasn't come yet. What's up?"

I took a deep breath. " There was this man, and his was out so I brought him in my house…and he…" Lor grabbed my shoulders.

" Did you fall asleep in front of the TV again?" She asked skeptically.

" No, I mean yes, I mean…that's not the point." Lor laughed again.

" I swear without your parents at home you get away with hell," she chuckled disappearing in the kitchen. Coming back a few moments later with hot cocoa. She handed me a cup. " You know if your not to tired I could call John and ask him to bring along Joel." She took a sip of her cocoa.

" No I'm good," I said. I should have known that she wouldn't believe me. She never did. I'm surprised she didn't say my head was in the clouds and send me back home.

" Where were you today?"

" Mr. Baldy threw me out of the school again."

" What did you do this time?" She asked raising her drawn on eyebrow.

" You know," I replied, " the usual." She laughed placing her hand in front of her face to cover it. A moment later there came a knock at he door. It was John. As usual he had his Mohawk dyed green, and his eyebrow ring shaped like a gargoyle.

" Hey babes," he smiled his straight white teeth seeming to shine. " What's this? Are we having double the fun and no one told me." Lor pushed him playfully.

" No you creep," she smiled. " Molly just came over here to talk to me for a while."

" Ok, babe but how long is she going to be over here?

" I'm leaving now, don't worry," I said standing up and heading for the door. " Thanks for listening Lor." I walked out back towards the car. I hesitated to drive off the lot thinking about that strange guy at my house. If I'm lucky he already burned down the house, I thought as I turned out the driveway and back down the street toward my house.

Before I walked back into the house I went to my father's shed and grabbed his metal bat, ready to hit his guy if he tried anything funny. Heading down the hallway still lighted the way I left it I turned slowly into my room. My dad's bat in front of me.

He was still in the bed, sitting up this time. His gaze turned to me then the bat in my hands. I gasped at the sight of him.

" What are you doing?" He asked his voice sounding not the least bit interested in what I was doing

" Making sure you don't try to hurt me again," I snapped my eyes dropping to my wrist, which was slightly swollen. He looked away. " Why are you still here?" I asked dropping the bat slightly. He ignored me. " Answer me!" I held the bat up as if I was ready to hit him with it.

" Are you going to hit me again girl?" He asked a warning tone in his voice.

" If you don't answer me yes."

" What makes you think I am to answer to you?"

" Ah let me think. Because your in my bed and in my house."

" Hmph," he sighed closing his eyes. " Do you really want to know why I'm still here girl?" I nodded shyly.

" Its because I'm to weak at the moment to move."

" To weak?"

" Isn't that what I said?"

" Why were you out anyway?" I asked moving slowly toward him. He opened his eyes.

" That girl is none of your concern." I rolled my eyes.

" I have a name you know," I replied, " its Molly." He didn't reply. " What's yours?"

" That girl is also none of your concern." He closed his eyes again and rested it against the headboard.

" Are you hurting?" I asked taking a step forward. He shook his head. " What's that hole in your neck?"

He opened his eyes and replied, " Do you always talk this much?" I closed my mouth. Then after a moment of silence I opened it again. Sensing this he sighed heavily.

" You know you don't have to be so rude. All I'm trying to do is help you." I realized that I was now pointing the bat at him angrily as I spoke. " If it wasn't for me you would still be out there laying on the ground. So a little thank you would be appropriate."

He gazed at me with his intense green eyes. His whole face emotionless as he uttered the words" thank you". But even then I could tell he didn't really mean it. There was something in his tone that told me that. He was just saying it to make me shut up.

" Whatever," I mumbled looking away. " If you're hungry there's food in the fringe. And a bathroom is right there. Just help yourself. I'll be in the den if you need anything else." I turned around and headed back out the door not bother to look back.

That girl,

Ulquiorra thought, so unlike that other woman. Headstrong, loud, and bold this one is. Where the other woman's words were quiet and not easily expressed. This girl's were loud and very clear as to what she wants to get across. Interesting. Ulquiorra placed his hands on the hole near the base of his neck. He could still feel where her fingers had traced its circular shape while he was asleep.

There is no doubt my spiritual pressure is at a low. Or else she would have not been able to see me, nonetheless get near me without her soul being crushed. It is also clear that I am no longer in Japan. But the real question is why I'm I still alive. I am sure that with that last blast Kurosaki had finished me off. Surel…

He opened his eyes; standing in the doorway once again was the girl. This time instead of the bat she held a hand full of clothes. When he looked up at her she smiled. Why is she smiling? " I brought you some clothes," she said. " Some may be a little big because they belonged to my brother but…"

" Just sit them down right here." He snapped. He could see her hesitating, deciding weather or not she should go back and get her bat before she ventured anywhere near him. " I'm not going to hurt you," he finally said his voice as toneless as before. She still hesitated for a second staring into his deep green eyes before moving forward.

He watched her as she sat down the basket, her long slightly curled hair falling down her pecan brown shoulders. The tips black from where she dyed her hair then allowed it to grow out without re-dying it. Ulquiorra couldn't doubt the fact that she was beautiful. But as pretty as she may seem she was still trash beneath him in everything way possible.

" Goodnight," she said as she walked back out the door. Closing it gently behind her. Ulquiorra didn't respond.

A thank you would be appropriate."

He gazed at me with his intense green eyes. His whole face emotionless as he uttered the words" thank you". But even then I could tell he didn't really mean it. There was something in his tone that told me that. He was just saying it to make me shut up.

" Whatever," I mumbled looking away. " If you're hungry there's food in the fringe. And a bathroom is right there. Just help yourself. I'll be in the den if you need anything else." I turned around and headed back out the door not bother to look back.

In a huff the ashes his wing denigrated signaling the end of his life. " Hmph. I guess that's it for me." The dark figure replied turning slightly to view his body slowly fading into the air. " Kill me," he demanded his eyes black as coal focusing on the orange haired boy known as Kurosaki. Kurosaki's teeth clenched in frustration. " Hurry up I don't even have the strength left to walk…if you don't kill me no, it will never be over…"

Rubbing my eyes I sat up from the couch. The TV was off and I was still having these strange dreams. It left off where it ended from the last dream. Throwing the couch pillow at the TV I laid back down cuddling the bat close to my chest. The cold metal burning the skin of my cheek. And that dark figure…he looked so familiar.

A moment later my cell phone alarm rang letting me know it was time to get ready for school. Sighing I rolled off the couch and headed towards my room. Pulling off my black pajama shirt with tiny panda demons as I strolled into my room, reaching behind my back I started to unhook my bra. As I did every morning when preparing for school. Facing the mirror with my bra half hanging out I ran my fingers through my hair, figuring out what to do next with it.

" God this hair is so…" flicking my gaze over I caught sight of two green emeralds glowing vibrantly in the light. " Ah…" I spun around covering myself up with my arms. " Y-you…"

" Interesting," he said. I felt my face burn.

" What's so interesting about it? You pervert," I snapped.

" Your not a very smart one are you?" He asked simply closing his eyes.

" S-shut up." I said tightening my grip around myself. " Your still here? Can you still not move?"

" No, sadly I cannot. Due to the nature of my arrival here I will not be able to for a while."

" So what your saying is your going to be here for a while?"

" Is that going to be a problem?" He asked me coldly opening his eyes. I stared at him for a second analyzing his features. Those eyes, those eyes filled with despair and longing. It made me wonder what he went through to gain such sorrowful features.

" No, its not. You can stay here for as long as it may take," I said smiling before I could stop myself. I quickly turned it around. " Besides," I said scowling, " my parents aren't going to be here for a while anyway so…yeah."

" Is that all girl," he asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

" Are you hungry?" I asked. He shook his head. " Whatever," I said heading towards the bathroom. I wasn't going to beg him to talk to me. It was his choice.

" Girl," he called, I turned suddenly. " Tea would be nice."

I nodded, " Tea it is," I opened the bathroom door. " As soon as I take my shower

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