A/N: I had this chapters contents in my mind for sometime, but as I was writing the last chapter I have changed my mind considerably so, that I had writers block since my completion of chapter 4 and almost lost interest in writing anymore for this story. But I don't like being half-assed about anything especially my feelings towards my favorite Anime-fan couple UlquiHime. So I'll just suck it up, and I've now found my inspiration on a cloudy-gloomy rainy day...So sad yet it creates both wonderful sounds and creations...Remember this is FAN-MADE meaning this story may or may not exactly correspond to the actual things that happened in the anime/maga. Sorry if it upsets any reader. I'll try to follow as much as I can with the characters intial personality but I am making lil twiches in Orihime and a tiny ity bity bit on Ulquiorra [drooling =_,= ]

Anyways, well whatever the case my be for me here is UlquiHime's story continuation. Enjoy.

Tear through these holds,

And rip away my heart,

With an effort so constrained,

This is the venom in my veins.

...

This is the venom in my viens,

Created and cured by the same.

~We are the reasons by We Came as Romans~random ;]

Darkness has eluded my vision...

There are no sounds but the constant slight ringing in my ears...

My body hovering in this abyss...

My mind is in a haze, clouded...

Death will soon fully engulf my being as I drift into unconciousness...

And as I do, subconciously I lift my arm towards the darkness. Holding it there until it fails and becomes limp...

Remembering that warm hand that momentarily grazed my cold coarse like skin, my enemy and yet that hand reaches for me as I was...

No, I thought. I welcome my death. I am no longer of use to Lord Aizen...

And for that reason alone I no further purpose...

I have no reason to fight for.

Just before I lost my senses completely and my arm falling before it, I felt a surge of warmth graze the tips of my fingers...

I have never known such warmth, almost consuming my being but just as I did I no longer felt it as my death at last...succumbed my fading exsistence...

Ulquiorra sat on a bench in the park where he first arrived in Kurakara town just a little ways far from the crater towards the blocked entrance behind the trees, trying to recollect any memory of what could have turned his embodiment into that of a humans, but could come to no conclusion. The only way was for Orihime to use her powers before he completely dissolved, but she had mentioned she did no such thing...again why would she, he thought.

After leaving her apartment, that was two days ago, he had wondered aimlessly watching the people of the town goaking and whispering nonsense as he brushed passed them indifferently. Certainly with his alabaster skin, black hair, and above all electrifying green eyes that could pierce through the very soul of whom ever they lay sight on, also his attire was to dark for late spring made him seem all the more suspicious to the townsfolk. He neither understood why they would bother to wonder about someone the didn't know nor did he care to know. Insolent humans, he thought as he walked through the mid-day busy streets.

Why would I want to remain such a pitiful being, he began to think as he did the woman's face crossed his mind.

"...Ulquiorra Schiffer, you have a heart now..."

What Orihime had said the day before had been circling around his thoughts as he had tried to extinguish his unnatural life many a times but everytime he tried to do so, whether it was to plummet from a building or to walk into the ongoing traffic, the words she had spoken would appear the moment he tried anything of the sort. Was it because he had wondered many a times as a hollow about what it was to have a heart and its significance? Or was it something else altogether? Now all he did was walk around the town aimlessly trying to find the reason for "this heart," to put in an end to his curiousity, but the more he thought about it the more his thoughts brought the womans face to mind. At first he believed this only to be coincident, but her face and words only came more frequent even as he did nothing but sit in the park bench as he did now. This was not going to subside until he found the meaning of his persistent thoughts of the heart and after doing so he could finally lay to rest and go on with his previous task of dying to put it bluntly.

I have no reason to fight but I could at least come to answer this ridiculous question; seeing as "the Heart" is not a tanglable object which neither I can see nor touch.

"But where to start? Shall I return to see that woman and ask her to show me?" he asked mermering into the evening sky.

Thinking over his own questions for a brief second and rose to his feet as to answer his question. He would ask the woman to assist him in this task, but as he moved foward he staggered and felt almost faint. He detested his weak body, knowing fully well that it was because he had not eaten any food since the morning before yesterday nor had he slept last night because he had not eaten. But he had more then enough strength to make the walk to the girl's house. He remembered well the route he had to take, only a few minutes from where he was. But just as he rose to his feet and walked towards the exit of the park near the construction he heard someone coming towards him. He would just ignore whoever it was but suddenly, "Ulquiorra are you here? Please." He knew well enough that it was Orihime.

"Just the person I wanted to see," he said whisper-like. The foot steps became more audiable, heavier in sound. He decided to let her come to him to save his energy: Just as she came into view smiling as she saw his face wearing the school uniform he seen her wear when he came for her "Ulquio-," another familiar voice came from behind her cutting her off. He also recognized this voice.

"Orihime, what are you doing in here? The park is closed," the voice said as it closed in from behind Orihime.

"Ichigo!" she yelped "I didn't sense you coming!"

Ichigo sighed in his distress and continued "Orihime you should be more careful its going to be getting dark soon and hollows might be out and not to mention some weird..." he drifted from the conversation, finally realizing that they were not alone.

"Ichigo I..." Orihime tried to explain but was at a lose for words. How could she ever explain how or why Ulquiorra stood in front of their very eyes when she herself did not comprehend? Moreover, why she sought him out after he left her apartment two days ago; not that he even knew about this. She could have just let him be, do whatever it was he wanted to do, but couldn't. Despite his part in attempting to taking over both the afterlife and the living worlds, despite how his pressence in that cell in Hueco Mundo made her feel scared, sad, angry, and utterly inferior and weak to resist to his and Aizen's whims. She couldn't just let it all end, however it was that he came to be in this world, her world, to let it go to waste. And that scared her most above all: That possibly he came back for her sake, although for his character that was impossible, but if what if it was their destiny or fate...that was a different story...

Ulquiorra stood just feet away from the two of them, Ichigo could see his face clearly and gasped loudly. "You look just like-" taking note to the fact the the grey V-neck shirt exposed no hollow hole and also taking into account that he had no mask and absolutely no abnormal reiatsu that he could be wrong to say such crude things about the person before him. "I'm sorry I thought you were someone I used to know.'' Ulquiorra only stood there in silence but continued to stare in their direction and thought, So he does remember me.

"I am who you believed me to be," he said as to try to get him to react that he had been revived: Though he himself did not know why or how. But the soul reapers frustration pleased him and more so when Ichigo stood numb-like and mumbled "I-It can't...So you are..."

"I am, Ulquiorra Schiffer." But what was he saying, what was he thinking by announcing himself? When he had no power to defend himself if there was to be an uproar. He sighed to himself, Well if that is what it will come to it saves me the trouble of finishing the job myself. But I would have liked to have my questions answered...

As soon as Ulquiorra introduced himself Ichigo reach for his combat badge and removed himself from his body, "Monster! How did you come back?"

Ulquiorra did nothing to answer his question, only watched as Ichigo drew his large sword and stood his ground ready to fight him, expecting to see his sword in turn. Ulquiorra was just about to speak provoke the soul reaper even more, but he came charging towards him sword pulled back providing more force on impact and just as he came into Ulquiorra's view he thrusted the sword forward but Ulquiorra did nothing to evade the attack. But was blocked by a bright glowing shield, Orihime's shield.

"STOP! ICHIGO!" she screamed at the top of her lungs before running to the two as Ichigo jumped back from her shield and stared bewildered towards Orihime.

"Orihime, did you not hear him? His-"

"I know who he is, and his human, Ichigo," she said as she stood in between the two to prevent another attack on Ichigo's part.

"It can't be. This has to be some trick-" Ichigo started.

"He was about to take your attack, did you not see he did nothing to counter attack or avoid it? Ulquiorra has no more power to fight can't you sense it?"

Ichigo looked irratedly in Ulquiorra's direction, "Why didn't you at least move outta the way? You could at least-"

"I had no intention of doing anything to evade your attack. It would have saved me the-" Ulquiorra started but the woman interrupted.

"Stop it. Don't you dare finish that sentence," she said sobbing fresh tears developing on the rims of her stormy grey eyes. She continued as she turned to Ulquiorra and walked towards him, "Why can't you see this as your second chance at a new life? Why do you want to waste it?" she stop just two feet from where he stood, looking up into his eyes with her teary eyes. He stood composed but felt curious as to what would come...

"Orihime stop! What are you doing? His going to hurt you!" Ichigo was only a few feet behind Orihime but his words did not reach her, she walked foward.

She took a step foward closing what little distance they had before ignoring Ichigo's pressence altogether, reaching down for his hand which appeared to be abnormally cold for a warm day like this. She carried his hand in hers and brought it to her chest, and pressed his hand against the fabric of her shirt and overlaped it with her other hand.

Ulquiorra was not bothered by any of it but as his hand laid pressed against her chest he felt her, taking it all in. The soft beating under his hands Bum-bum, Bum-bum , trying to match the rythm of her breathing to it, and the feeling that suprised him most. The sun-like warmth the emminated from her hands, almost noglastic as if he had felt this before...

He understood a little more about the difference between the heart of humans, and the heart of humans Orihime fondly spoke of. The feeling of her physical heart was essential for life, the beating signified life, but the "heart" was still something he didn't understand. This heart beneath his hands could be tangable, if he could rip open her chest, but what he seeks is not but of the same name. Orihime still carried his hand but slowly pushed it away from her body but in turn she put it against his own chest holding his gaze and without releasing his hand she reach for his other hand that oddly limped to his side and laid it against her chest once again.

They stood there in that manner for what felt like forever but as their hands laid across their chests there was something strange that Ulquiorra seemed to have picked up as both his hands felt the beatings of his and her hearts. Unlike her body temperature his was alot colder than expected of a human body's normal standards but that was not what alarmed him. As the stood there for just moments longer he understood the strangeness of the situation... or rather, the hearts he felt beneath his palms. Both his and Orihime's hearts, were in unison...

Bum-bum, Bum-bum...

Bum-bum, Bum-bum...

"What is going on, Orihime?" Ichigo called from near distance sounding flustered and outraged by what his dear friend was doing or rather allowing as Ulquiorra took notice to this but made no remark nor move away from her gesture but Ichigo was no longer of any concern of Ulquiorra nor to Orihime. Not for the moment anyway.

"You feel it don't you, Ulquiorra? Our hearts, our physical hearts beat as one," her eyes dropped the gaze she held from Ulquiorrra as well as his hands and took a step back. "I think I know what happened to you. To us, rather. And I will explain," she said looking back towards Ichigo and back to Ulquiorra "But first I think we should go back to my place, I think you might be hungry and a bath." She laughed full-heartedly and about faced towards the exit. His clothes seemed clean at a glance but smelled to the contrary.

Orihime and Ichigo sat on the small kitchen table of her apartment in an ackward silence, fidgeting in her chair as they waited for Ulquiorra to return from his bath. Also Ichigo's stare-down didn't help the atmosphere anymore then their present situation. Orihime had had this guy on her mind since they started high school together, his strange hair, and demeanor scared her at first but soon she developed a crush for him. During the Winter War all she could think of to keep her hopes high was her friends and Ichigo, hoping and not hoping, they would come for her. But after the war was over all she could think of was Ulquiorra. And especially since she figured out how he ended up to be alive.

"Orihime," Ichigo broke the stare-down and the silence first "Before he comes back from his bath, tell me. What happened?"

Orihime looked up at the cieling, in a thoughtful trance trying to figure where to start. "Well...hmm well I guess I'll start by telling you about the day when the menos tried to come through. Wait we should probably wait until Ul-"

"Woman," the voice came from the bathroom as the door opened in the short distance from the kitchen. "I am in need of clean clothes," Ulquiorra ordered as he came walking out of the steamy bathroom with nothing but the small towel wrapped around his waist. Orihime's face blushed a briliant red trying to avoid the view before her but she could tear her eyes from the wet, dripping, shyly muscular lean body the way his black hair seemed darker-if at all possible-wet and the way it sticked to him smooth face...

"KYYYAAAA! OH MY, I'M S-S-S-SORRY, I F-FO-FORGOT..." she screeched as she ran to her room to retrieve more of her brother's clothes. Leaving Ulquiorra and the more irratated soul reaper Ichigo.

"HEY! You can't just prance around her home like you own the place! Especially if your naked and people are around-GIRLS IN PARTICULAR!" Ichigo said scoldingly towards Ulquiorra towards his unruely behavior. "Don't you have any decentacy? At least have respect for Orihime and her home."

Ulquiorra didn't think it to be a big deal since he didn't believe it to be a matter of disrespect not the he trying not to it just didn't occur to him that this human life will be his now and that there are morals to be followed. At least until he figures out what he really wants to become after she reveals the mystery behind Ulquiorra exsistence as a human.

But Ulquiorra just couldn't help what he was about to say tto further irritate Ichigo, "She has already seen my body fully revealed..."

BANG! Ichigo raised to his feet hitting the small table and made his way where Ulquiorra stood waiting for Orihime to return with clothes. Nose to nose Ichigo stood with Ulquiorra, grinding his teeth, fury swept through his entire body as Ulquiorra stood unsuprised by his actions for had foreseen it the minute the words left his lips. And he was just beginning to flame the fire.

"Do you have affections for the woman?"

"Its not like that, she's a dear friend. I would never look at her like that..." but as those words left Ichigo, he could see Orihime's hurt face from behind Ulquiorra with the promised clothes in her hands. Ulquiorra turned to meet the grey eyes that were noticably hurt. So she has affections for Kurosaki, he noted to himself. Ichigo was speechless but tired to attempt to explain the meaning of his words not fully aware himself of the true reason she felt hurt. He was to thick to realize her unrequinted love for him.

"I didn't...I mean...Your my friend. And I care about you... You...You know that, right?"

Orihime couldn't meet the eyes that she secretly longed for, for a long time. It was hopeless to hope he could acknowledge her feelings at least. But she told herself that she would rather him be her friend then nothing at all. "Oh of course, I understand. I was just concentrating on what to make for dinner. Ha ha ha silly me." she said forcing a smile. And walked past Ichigo to Ulquiorra still wearing her smile she pressed the clothes gently against his chest and said "Here you go. Hurry and change so we can discuss this matter." Ulquiorra looked at Ichigo he seemed to believe her and looked relaxed. But he knew better not just as an observer but he could feel his heart fluttering the moment he heard Ichigo's words. And he understood. They're hearts are in synch from now onwards he and her would be able to feel each in such a way. But why? he thought as he looked towards Orihime who had her back turned rummaging through the cabnets. And made his way to the bathroom to dress.

A/N: I apologize for the long wait on this chapter I started my college courses and had me already writing essays. And I am currently writing one so the next chapter will probably take a while.

I apologize. But reviews are crucial in writing because I need to fuel myself with them. ^^,