I gives you...CH 12! Holy crap I never thought this story would get so much praise or such love thank you everyone who has reviewed it makes my day better and gets me fired up to write.

I am sorry this is late, had an ER visit with my son, he's doing good now but I tell ya being a mama to my lil superhero is tough sometimes *reason I call him superhero is due to him surviving and flourishing against the odds*

But none the less this helps me escape and I hope you love this chapter I'm attempting to give it a more fleshed out plot and direction.

Ch 12: Release

Dead, he wanted to be dead and buried but not in the worm riddled earth. Oh no he want to sink his corpse into magma where any trace of his being could be erased in glorious hellfire. The very pride that gave his hollow life a meaning, an existence crumbled before his very eyes, in the form of a pitiful scream. Ulquiorra's ears felt like they were weeping blood with the pitch the Onna's voice hit, well his voice achieved. He squinted through a film of pain induced tears at panther, the males hiss of pain gave Ulquiorra a small prize but that maniacal expression that splashed the mad hollows face had his fingers twitching for a weapon. Almost instantly he felt his world blur as his reiatsu swirled pulling in more than his borrowed body could contain, black dots danced in his vision, cursing he released the lease on his power. He was powerless in the Onna's body and if Seis choose to battle he would be utterly useless, he gritted his teeth and dug blunt fingertips into the Onnas arm as she produced another shrill shriek.

"Silence Orihime!" Ulquiorra leaned to hiss in her ear, He could feel how precarious the situation was becoming.

"Fuck, damn shit!" More profane words spilled from Grimmjow's lips as he gave his head a violent shake, brushing off the echoing cry. " Goddamn Schiffer what the serious Fuck?"

Orihime couldn't stop shaking, Grimmjow the beast of a man that nearly beat Kurosaki stood barechested in her living room with only a thin vest billowing behind him. She could barely handle the one espada who was digging crescent shaped scars into her arm, not to mention he was breathing hot silky air along the length of her throat. Oh and she couldn't forget that she was still in Ulquiorra's body, day two wasn't shaping up to be any better than night one, in fact it was surging to first place to be the worst. 'Why does this happen to me?' Her mind whined, begging for an escape or even an excuse as she watched the imposing male flex his fingers before digging them into the pockets of his billowing white pants.

"Listen closely Onna" She almost preferred him to call her that than her name, his rushed threat earlier still had her spine racing with shivers. She felt the withheld strength as he tightened his grip along her arm and waist, she flinched already feeling the bruises blooming like delicate petals." Don't make any sudden movements with him and don't act in a way that he would perceive as a challenge, you have no Shun Shun Rikka at your disposal nor any offensive abilities."

She swallowed thickly taking in his every command, regardless of which body she resided in she knew she could never match that sinister man; she could feel his impatience grow. Grimmjow gnashed his teeth, reminding Orihime of that curved bone that hugged his jaw. 'What does Ulquiorra want me to do exactly? Smile and ask him how he likes his tea?' She stared at the beast before her barely holding in her fear, she knew it was seeping from her in puget waves that any hollow could taste, she prayed desperately he would not catch that sweet scent.

"I am fucking waiting for a reason to not beat your ass. " He spat bile coating his throat as he glowered at the once proud espada that proudly bore the rank of four. 'To think I once hungered to battle this pathetic piece of shit.' His rage began to boil, heating his blood as the flames to maim, destroy and render flesh from bone licked at him..

"That would be ill advised, Ichigo Kurosaki was here mere moments ago." The deadpan expression that graced the exuberant 'princesses' face made Grimmjow pause, even her emotionless voice held a reminiscence of familiarity. "If you so wish to start an altercation while the summit proceedings are being held, it could produce the spark for an all out war."

The pause became a downright staring contest between cobalt blue and cold mahogany, Grimmjow was feeling something he never had a word for but flabbergasted seemed to fit his situation. Grimmjow was downright flabbergasted as he watch as absolutely no emotion crossed the weak little girl's face, she just stared back without challenge no care in fact Orihime looked downright bored with his presence. His eyes swept to the curled up Ulquiorra that cowered with in the cage of small arms. Fear, anxiety, worry and an endless stream of emotions seemed to dance in those emerald eyes and to his downright revulsion looked watery like morning dew on grass. Grimmjow felt like the dots were aligned but he could not bring them to connect properly, he was no dummy but something was missing in this little equation.

"What the actual Fuck? Its like you two switch bodies!"

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Ichigo groaned as he scrubbed a hand through his brilliant hair, his longs legs devouring the final steps to his high school. He looked up at its towering shape as the sun's rays dusted its edges in yellows and pinks, the gentle almost soothing sight did nothing for a thought that was nagging him. He couldn't put his finger on it, but something about Orihime seemed off not only that but that voice that greeted him on her phone. Nightmares didn't sound manly but he was only human and that voice pulled him back down into the quagmire of those horrid visions. He survived more deaths and close calls than any shounen hero he read in comics but feelings of a cold blade and being boneless came to haunt him. He could still recall how his throat ached as each gasp for breath would rip it to shreds or how his chest would feel full to bursting as his heart hammered against his ribs. Thats his burden to bare, he carries it just like the lives of his loved ones friends and family alike, it makes him struggle and fight to become stronger.

"-rsaki!"

Ichigo blinked as his mind returned to the world of the living, the present and looked down just as a small palm slammed into the bridge of his nose. He felt the crunch of bone and the metallic taste of blood as he released a howl of pain stepping back to cradle his broken nasal cavity.

"Holy fuck what th-"

A second slap of flesh against flesh sang in his ears as he felt the small palm turn into a fist against his stomach in a brutal punch, he gagged saliva dripping from his mouth as he glared daggers at the short dark haired women.

"Rukia, what the Fuck." He growled

She gave him a blank look as she shook off the offending fluids that marred her hand, a pinched expression dance along her features before disappearing.

"Your becoming to lax." She murmured, her eyes darted up to his narrowed ones."The summit is mere hours away and your ass is staring holes into the school for the last 30 minutes."

Ichigo, grunted and stood up wiping away the scarlet stream from his lips with faster than light speed her grabbed the front of her traditional shinigami garb and hauled her up to eye level with his still offended gaze.

"And that what? Gives you rights to beat my freaking face in?"

Rukia gave no indication to how she felt she just stared at him, a delicate hand wiping away the spittle that coated her face from his yelling.

"Look Ichigo, we are facing something worse than a physical battle. We are debating politics and discussing an actual treaty with Hollows." She paused her eyes losing focus. "We are helpless, just like you were with my ultra bunny surprise attack."

"Ultra- What…" Ichigo reeled in his surprise and anger, slowly lowering her small form to her feet." What are you trying to say Rukia."

"This isn't a battle that can be won with fists and I need you on your toes no-not." She bite her lip pulling tight on the leash of her emotions." This is something I need you at your best."

He hitched up an eyebrow as he looked her over and noticed the small tremors skating across her shoulders or the small hitch in her breath. She was scared and he could sense it, this meeting involved more than just warring factions this role of the dice chance could affect the very universe. His eyes affectionately roamed over her as he thought back to how he was unfortunately dragged into the proceedings as a key member.

"You regret making me a representative for the human side of things." He whispered and that was all it took for fat tear drops to form and roll down her delicate cheeks, wordlessly he pulled her into the warmth of his arms, giving gentle murmurs as she gasped out apology after apology to him. Her small body trembled and shook against him, she feared for him in these meeting but he wasn't afraid, he wanted to fight to make this summit work for all the factions so war between the extraordinary races would stop creating careless casualties. Ichigo felt honored to be apart of them, he gave Rukia a firm squeeze as her sobs died down and with a mischievous grin he bopped her hard on the head.

"Oww!" She glared at him through puffy red eyes, he simply chuckled as he released her.

"I won't let anyone down!" His voice brimmed with confidence as he vowed.

Not my usual cliff hanger but I thought to give you all a small break ;)

Let me know what you think, I randomly was inspired while watching...Yuri on Ice! LOL

But let me know what you think did I capture Rukia and Ichigo well? I tried to really think on their characters and for any Orihime X Ichigo shippers I'm sorry but Rukia and Ichigo have a bond that just has me seeing those two budding relationship.

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