Summary: Autumn last year I was rejected. My boyfriend fell in love with another girl. The man who rejected me is still my boyfriend even now, and the girl he loves is still my best friend. And even now they still love each other. AU.
Note:
Past/Thought
Present
-. This is an AU, so as expected from most AU, yes the character would be OOC. So don't bother to review about the OOCness-
edited: 4/27/10
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Written for : ) Yokoyama You
Chapter 7 —Ulquiorra—
"Memories"
Once upon a time we were friends.
There were times where we walked side by side. She would talk about random things in her head and I would listen to her. She talked about many things, there were a lot of interesting things she said to me, and I still remembered those things until today. About her dreams, about the puppies she saw, about the little green men or gigantic robot, or about him.
She would smile and I would feel that weird feeling in my chest.
Some time we lay on the grass, watching the stars. She would wait for a shooting star and when she saw one she would pull my sleeve, telling me to make a wish.
I still remembered it.
She would close her eyes and pray.
I knew she would not tell me but I would still ask her what her wish was. I asked her only to see her shy smile. She would smile shyly and tell me it was a secret. She could not tell me because then the magic would be lost.
She did not have to answer it.
I knew.
She wished for him.
Always him.
I was a freak. Everybody feared me, if not hated me. They said that I was scary, or intimidating. Only her, someone who ever told me that I have a funny face.
"You know, Ulquiorra-kun, you have a funny face."
I looked at her confused.
She quickly added, "Not in the bad way… I mean, when was the last time you smile?"
"Huh?"
She flashed me with that one million dollar smile, "Here…" she touched the skin between my brows with her index finger innocently, "This part would be like Ichigo's if you don't start smiling from today…"
She was the only one who made me feel that I was a human, too.
She was different.
She was beautiful, pure, innocent,
Loving.
"What happened with you?"
"I'm fine, Hime…"
"But you're bleeding!"
"It's normal, I am a man…"
"It's not that! You at least have to clean it!"
I looked at the couple.
She looked worried and he tried to convince her that he was fine. I watched her as she clumsily dove into her purse to find a bandage. He told her again that he would be okay and that he would take care of the scratch when he was home. Of course she would not listen.
Ichigo Kurosaki was a lucky man.
If I had someone I hated so much in this world it should be Ichigo Kurosaki. I hated him but she loved him. I wanted to hurt him, to kill him but I did not want to hurt her, and to hurt him without hurting her in the process was impossible.
We talked about it once.
I knew he never really liked me.
"Why do you look at me like that?!"
Orihime was nowhere to be seen at that time. I assumed that she whether had a class or being with that karate girl.
"Like what?"
Ichigo gritted his teeth "Like THAT!"
I sighed and turned away, this would only waste my time, "Pardon me then."
"I don't like it."
I glanced over my shoulder.
The orange haired man was scowling.
"I knew you went to Aizen's place."
I narrowed my eyes, "So?"
"Damn it, Ulquiorra, I don't care even if you fuck him," he tried to threaten me, "But listen, I knew how dangerous that man is. If you want to have business with him, makes sure you stay away from Hime."
I looked at him.
He was serious.
"It's none of your business."
And I walked away.
Maybe, I should listen to him.
Or not.
I shook my head to forget all of that. Today was not a perfect day to remember what had happened.
Someone tapped on my shoulder; I turned around to see a red haired tattooed man grinning at me. Today, this red monkey looked really happy. I could guess why, I could smell it. He had a plan. I did not ask what it was though.
"Their train should be here soon." The red haired man grinned widely as he informed me.
I nodded.
When was the last time I felt nervous like this?
"Excited?"
I narrowed my eyes. The red monkey gave me a boyish smile. I sighed but I said nothing. Soon, I would meet them again. Soon, I would meet her.
How long had it been actually?
It had been a year…
Almost.
But it felt like forever.
How would she react?
I leaned on the wall behind me. I crossed my hand in front of my chest. I hated to say it, but the monkey was right. I was excited.
And nervous.
"Where would you take me?"
"It's a surprise."
"Where?"
"It would not be a surprise if I told you, woman."
She pouted. I licked my lower lip unconsciously. Didn't she know how kissable she was right now? She always protested why I never called her by her name. I never answered her truthfully, but actually, I just wanted to see her expression like this.
"Fine, but I hope you didn't take me to the green men place. They are really bad!"
Oh, how she was almost right.
Except, this one was even worse than those little green men from her imagination world.
I still have nightmares about that day.
Was it love?
I felt something weird for her. I did not know what it was. I did not want to know. I was not sure it was love. The way she looked at that orange head was love. The way she smiled around him was also love. The way she called his name was love. What she felt about him was love.
The feeling was so pure.
I was not sure I could have such a pure feeling like that. It might be lust. It might be passion. But never love. It should not be love.
"Do you think she would be scared?"
Renji was not expecting that I would say something to him. He turned around and looked at me with confused look.
"What?"
I sighed, "Do you think she would be scared?"
"Of what?"
"Of me."
He looked into my eyes.
"No." he said in serious tone, "She might be surprised, but would never be scared." He added with a wry smile, "She had seen the monster of him but she still loves him nevertheless."
I did not say anything anymore. Renji rolled his eyes and turned around once more.
Monster.
He had turned into monster but she still loved him.
"Ichigo!!!!"
He did not listen to her and continued his assault. He had always been fast, but in this state he was even faster. I tried to block his punch but I failed. He growled and kicked my stomach. I heard her screaming my name in horror as I coughed up blood.
"Ichigo, please stop."
I had done bad things to her and she still worried about me.
He had turned into a monster and she still loved him.
Orihime Inoue was the woman with purest heart I ever knew.
I closed my eyes.
It had been a year. I wonder if she had changed.
"I love you…."
She stood there few meters in front of me.
I saw her back, yet I could imagine the sadness on her face.
It was awkward, even for me. I didn't know how I could be in this situation in the first place. There I was, watching her trembling and shaking. The man she loved so much, the man she adored so much, made a love confession to another woman. The other woman who also was her best friend. I couldn't say that I understood what she felt but I could not stand seeing her heart broken like that.
There was nothing I could do.
She stood there behind the door.
I was too far to see what she saw behind the door, but I was not that far that I could hear the conversation as well.
"I can't… I'm sorry…"
It was Rukia.
"I understand…"
And I thought he loved Orihime.
I was not good with human's feeling, but I could always trust my instinct.
My instinct had always told me that he loved Orihime.
Now that he confessed to Rukia...
...maybe my instinct was wrong.
"I'll tell her…"
"It'll hurt her…"
"….I know."
Weird.
I could not believe it.
"I don't love her…"
That was bullshit.
I opened my eyes slowly.
"Hey, there they are!"
I looked at where Renji pointed.
The red baboon waved his hands, "Oi! We're here!"
The group finally looked at him. I saw she smiled at him and walked toward us. They had not recognized me yet.
Suddenly I felt nervous.
Maybe even more than before.
I was about to turn around and walk to the men's toilet to vomit when she saw me.
The strawberry soon recognized me too.
Her eyes widened.
It was almost like a whisper but I could hear it clearly.
"Ulquiorra…."
I sighed.
"Long time no see, woman…"
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Author's Note:
Actually this was Ichigo's part but I changed it to Ulqui's. I think it is better to leave Ichigo's feeling unrevealed for now. I would make the next chapter to be Ichigo's part maybe but first I need to reveal some secret of the past here. I hope I did not confuse you. Oh by the way, draw some Ichihime fan arts in deviantart, check them out if you have time :) I will draw more if I had time, recchinon(dot)deviantart(dot)com
I am sorry for the delay. I was really sick this past two weeks and have to rest. You have not left me.
Well, thanks for reading this chapter. Review if you have something to say or if you think it deserves a review. If not, I still thank you for your time reading this.
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