Tainted

Chapter: One

By: Midnight Lost

DISCLAIMER: I; in no way, shape or form claim any ownership over Bleach or its characters. They are the creation of Tite Kubo. Published by Shonen Jump.

Authors Notes: As stated in my previous chapter, this fic does not follow the original story line Tite Kubo had written. This is an alternate universe exploring the relationship between Aizen and Orihime, though I will try to keep certain elements the same as the series. So please enjoy ^_^

Orihime buried her face into the pillow on her sofa. She had stopped crying, all that was left was the inner battle of emotions swirling within her. Sorrow, hate, jealousy, and betrayal; she didn't know what to feel at this time. She was lost. The door to her room clicked and opened. It was Ulquiorra with her dinner. Strangely enough Orihime and come to welcome his visits since her friends had failed; failed or abandoned her? She wasn't sure at this time. Sitting up she accepted the tray of food without a word.

"Your friends must have returned to their own world by now" the espada commented. Orihime said nothing as she picked at the rice, taking small bites.

"I don't care" she finally said, her voice emotionless, it hadn't seemed possible before but her eyes had become even more duller and lifeless. She wanted to believe she was happy that they where safe, but couldn't shake the thought that when Rukia was in trouble Ichigo had pushed on against all odds to rescue her. This thought seemed to haunt her increasingly as of late. She began to think that perhaps she didn't mean as much to the orange haired boy as she had hoped. Kicking herself inwardly that she had thought to confess such emotions to him.

Ulquiorra betrayed no emotion to her words, but found himself somewhat surprised and pleased. For the long months she had remained captive here, she had fully believed her friends would come and rescue her. He could see that her friends failure had crushed any hope the woman had left. In a sense they had caused more damage to her then help.

"I.. I.. I want to talk to Aizen-sama." She said meekly. She had been requesting to speak with Aizen for the past week since her friends had failed to rescue her. She wanted to be clear of what his intentions where for her…. Or was she looking for something else?

Ulquiorra stared at her for a few seconds before replying in a monotone voice. "You will speak to Aizen-sama when he sends for you" he stated and turned , leaving the room and locking the door behind him. She glanced at the door as it shut and sighed deeply, eating again what was left on the tray.

A few hours later Ulquiorra returned to find the empty try by the door. He glanced over at the couch where she lay, her back turned to the door. At first it appeared that she was asleep until she rolled over and looked at him. She said nothing, but just looked at him with lifeless eyes before rolling back over away from him. She wanted to ask him again to see Aizen, but she knew what his answer was, it would be the same as it had been for the past week.

"I have informed Aizen-sama of your constant, if not annoying requests." the espada informed her as he picked up her empty tray. For a split second her heart skipped a beat; perhaps she would finally learn what her captor had in mind for her.

"Then have you come to take me to Aizen-sama?" she asked, her voice muffled some as she refused to face the fourth espada.

He gazed at her for a few seconds then replied coldly. "No"

She adjusted herself on the couch to look at him with coldness in her eyes. "Then why tell me this?" turning back over facing away from him. She knew why he had told her, he wanted to taunt her with what she wanted.

"Does it not please you to know that your request are being heard?" the espada inquired.

Orihime huffed at this, but said nothing, though she was grateful that she was heard. Having relayed the message Ulquiorra left her room, locking the door behind him. Unknown to him, a snake like shadow peered from around the corner as the fourth espada continued down the hall, no doubt heading towards Aizen's Throne Room as it was nicknamed. Seeing his chance he slunk around the corner and approached the locked door.

"Time to have some fun pet-sama" he snickered.

xXx

Ulquiorra continued down the labyrinth of hall ways. He began to ponder what Aizen did have in store for her, though the war had yet to take place and they had managed to push back the invaders; forcing them to retreat. Stopping at a pair of large doors that appeared to blend into the white walls perfectly. Pushing them open he stepped into the large room, allowing the doors to shut behind him he approached the center of the room. Stopping he looked up at the figure who was sitting on a throne like chair on the elevated plateau, one arm propping his head up as he looked down at his visitor.

"How fares our young guest?" Aizen asked.

"Distraught, as she has been for the past week since her friends retreated." the espada answered. " She still seems set on speaking with you Aizen-sama"

"I see, and what have you told her?"

"Simply that you will speak to her only when you see fit" he paused for a second before continuing "Though it appears that she is simply grasping at straws."

"Of course, you see when her friends were forced to retreat they left her with a sense of abandonment and betrayal." Aizen said as he stood up from his throne, descending down the long stair case to the floor. While their retreat was not part of his original plan; it seemed to work best in his favor at this time. "Now, she is seeking purpose, and I believe it is time I gave her that purpose" he smiled walking passed Ulquiorra.

xXx

Orihime continued to lie on the couch, not really having any motivation to move around like she used to. Even though it had already been a week since her friends were forced into retreat, the strength of the espada were too much for them. But still, she couldn't help but to feel angry at them, even if the Soul Society had forced them to leave because they needed more to defend the human world from Aizens attack. At least that was their excuse she heard. What really got to her was that Ichigo was merely an arms reach away when Zaraki had told him to get her out of here, but he had chosen to fight instead. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't notice the door began to creek open.

Nnoitra grinned as she saw her lying on the couch. He was going to have so much fun with her, and what was best. No one could stop him. It wasn't till his lanky shadow cast on the back wall that Orihime realized she wasn't alone. Seeing his shadow from the corner of her eye, she froze in fear. Hoping against all odds that it was perhaps Ulquiorra. But her fears were soon realized.

"Why hello Pet-sama." he grinned again.

Bolting up from the couch Orihime moved to the back of the room and hugged herself against the wall, staring at him in fear. The one espada she didn't want to be alone with was now covering her only escape route.

"What's with that face pet-sama, arn't you glad to see me?"

"S-stay away from me." she choked out. For the first time since she had been brought to Las Nochas, she wanted Ulquiorra or even Aizen more then ever. Her eyes widened as he closed the gap between them, trapping her against the wall. Turning her head, she tried not to look at him.

"I don't think your in a position to give me orders." he sneered, bringing his hand up and at first caressing her cheek before giving her a swift back hand, which sprawled her out onto the floor. Blood trickled from her lip as she struggled to get up, turning to see him closing in on her again.

"S-SANTEN KESSHUN!" she cried out, throwing her hands out in front of her. Three of her fairies immediately appeared, forming the triangle shield in front of her just as Nnoitra reached her. Making sudden contact with her shield surprised him as he was pushed away from her. Seeing her chance she quickly darted for the door. Nnoitra wasn't going to allow this, as he reached out and grabbed hold of her hair.

"Stupid bitch, you think such a weak technique would be enough to save you?" he snarled as he threw her back into the wall. The was a sickening thud as the back of her head met with the solid wall. Her eyes fluttered a bit as she tried to regain focus. The force of the impact sent waves of pain through her body and blurred her vision. She then felt a warm, thick fluid coming from the back of her head. Blood.

"Ai-Aizen…help." she whispered as she fought to stay conscious.

Another hard back hand sent her bouncing off the floor, not helping her already fading consciousness.

"He's not going to help you, no one is." he mocked her as her wrapped one of his hands around both of her wrists, yanking her off her feet. As he did this, he licked the side of her face, grinning wide as he proceeded to rip off the top layer of her uniform, exposing her bra partially. Orihime let out a small shriek as he began to fondle her through her bra. She winced as he groped her, kicking at him weakly, but to no avail. Smirking he dropped her to the ground like a rag doll, pushing himself on top of her as she feebly tried to fend him off. As he did this, he ripped even more of her uniform off, exposing more of her skin.

Suddenly the room was filled with a vast spiritual presence causing Nnoitra to freeze. This reitsu could only come from one person. Looking back at the door way, both Ulquiorra and Aizen stood there. By the look of terror in his eyes, it was obvious the 5th Espada hadn't counted on anyone actually showing up. In a split second Aizen had grabbed Nnoitra by the neck , pulled him off Orihime and threw him across the room without any effort on his part.

"I don't believe I gave you permission to visit our guest." Aizen spoke coolly. The pressure of Aizens reitsu was immense, nearly crushing Orihime to the floor, pulling at her tattered uniform to cover her body as much as she could. Weather out of concern or curiosity, the rest of the Espadas began to show to see what had happened.

"Stark, Hailbel." Aizen called. "Take him to one of the holding cells and put the collar on him."

The two Espada nodded and proceeded with their masters orders. Quickly subduing the 5th Espada. He put up a struggle but it was short lived as Hailbel delivered a crushing blow to the back of his head, rendering him unconscious. Ulquiorra watched them as they dragged him off then turned his attention back to the weakened form on the floor. He approached her, as she was his charge to take care of; but he was surprised to find that she drew back in fear of him. Aizen noticed this also as he watched her draw her knees closer to her body.

"Are you alright my dear?" Aizen asked softly as he approached her. This time he noticed she didn't cower away. Instead to his surprise she nearly jumped on him. Burying her face into his chest as she cried out. Ulquiorra observed as Aizen did the only thing he could do. Comfort her. The 4th knew Aizen to be cruel, but on rare occasions one might catch a glimpse of their leaders more sensitive side. He knew that such an event had a traumatic impact on the human girl. Therefore he concluded that because Aizen was the one who had come to her rescue, was the reason she did not fear him.

"Ulquiorra, fetch some new cloths for her." he ordered as he picked up the fragile girl. Cradling her in his arms as she had cried herself to sleep. The 4th nodded and departed as Aizen carried her to his own quarters where she could rest peacefully. As he looked down at her slumbering face, a strange feeling came over him.

xXx

Nearly two hours had passed since Orihime had been attacked by Nnoitra. She stirred in her sleep as his face haunted her dreams. His sneers, the smell of his breath was all too real. Suddenly she shot up, gasping for breath, sweat covering her brow. Taking a moment to compose herself she noticed she wasn't in her cell, but rather a large elegant room. On the bed next to her lie a new uniform for her. She wasted no time in changing into it, shedding the old ripped one off. After dressing she looked around the room. Everything in the room was white, though that was nearly no surprise to her. As she wandered around she came upon the balcony that over looked the infinite desert. As she peered out, she came to enjoy its simply beauty. Perhaps it was because for months the only thing she could see was the moon through her barred windows. As she starred out, the door opened.

"Ah, I see you are awake now." Aizen greeted her. She spun around in surprise, having forgot that HE was the one who saved her.

"Th-thank you for saving me." she whispered just loud enough for him to hear.

"I'm afraid your ordeal is not over yet." he warned. She looked up in terror, backing away from him slowly. "You must confront your attacker if you are ever to be truly free of him. Come with me." He held out his hand to her.

Hesitantly she took his hand, allowing him to lead her down the long corridors, until the finally entered the large throne room. In the middle Nnoitra was restrained by Hailbel and Stark. A thick collar bound to his neck. Seeing this Orihime tried to hide behind Aizen. They stopped a few feet away from the restrained espada. Aizen unsheathed his sword and turned to the terrified girl behind him, taking her hand he wrapped her fingers around its pommel.

"Orihime, you must pass judgment on him." he told her. She looked up at him in disbelief, he was asking her to take her attackers life.

"But I…"

"If you don't, he will be allowed to live and he may try again, and perhaps succeed next time."

"I…" she began to shake in fear. Nnoitra glared up at her.

"Don't you fucking dare, you bitch. I swear I will kill you. I will fucking…" he continued to threaten her, striking fear into her heart; causing her to shake even more. She closed her eyes, imagining all the horrible things he would do to her if he lived. Aizen might not be there next time.

"NO!" she screamed as she raised up the blade and brought it down swiftly. She felt a slight push against the blade then the sound of the metal clanging as it hit the ground. She was too afraid to open her eyes, afraid that she had missed. However Nnoitras ranting was silenced. Seconds later there was a soft thump as his head rolled off his shoulders. Opening her eyes slowly, she gasped at what she saw. The 5th had been decapitated. Letting go of the sword, she dropped to her knees in disbelief. She had taken another life. She looked to Aizen.

"You are no longer a prisoner here Orihime, however you can not return home either."

She looked down at the floor for a moment. Of course she couldn't go back home. But then again what reason did she have to return there anyways?

"I…. I understand Aizen-sama.' she replied meekly.

Additional Notes: There it is, the first chapter. This one was a little difficult for me to ride, mainly because of the part between Orihime and Nnoitra. Also at the same time I don't want to rush any relationship between Orihime and Aizen. I hope everyone as enjoyed this update. ^^