Sorry for being gone for so long. I agree it's been a while but I'm back.

Oh, I got my first…I don't know how to describe it, but I guess it's a bad review.

It mentioned how my story is confusing. I don't want to confuse anyone. But this story is not really complicated. Two people with huge egos with not-so-great past relationships come to hurt them in the future. And it happens to affect their careers. So far so good?

Anyway, I don't mind the honesty. Please enjoy this chapter which is quite long.

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Edit: 28/07/2023

Past Times

"Senna…. What are you doing here?"

"Well hello to you too Ichigo," Senna said while pushing him back into the elevator.

"Wha… where are we going?"

"Back to your office silly. We have a lot to talk about."

"You could have called Senna," Ichigo said pushing back.

"I did call, but you happen to never be in the office… for six months straight apparently."

"I'm a businessman, I've been busy. Like for example, right now I need to deal with a client who's waiting for me right now."

Ichigo took his eyes off Senna a scanned outside for Orihime.

"Look you can chase your whore another time, what we have to talk about is important so get your ass on the elevator so we can talk." Senna pushed him back into the elevator and pushed the top floor button.

Ichigo rolled his eyes and frowned. He guessed all he has to do now is wait for Orihime to come back to the office for another session. Hopefully, they can get more done.

Exiting the elevator, with Senna leading the way, Ichigo searched for either Renji or Rukia to help him get out of this important -boring- talk with this annoying woman. Spotting Renji walking back to his office he smiled.

"Renji my man!" He stopped in his tracks and turned to the voice that called his name. Ichigo left Senna and jogged to Renji. "What are you doing?"

"Umm..." Renji paused and looked at his mug, "You know drinking coffee and going back to my office." Ichigo smiled a creepy smile waiting for Renji to continue. "Yea, so I'm going back to my office."

"Wait!"

"Ichigo!"

He clicked his tongue and turned back to the annoying woman. "What?" Renji leaned over to the side to peer behind Ichigo. Renji started laughing.

"Man isn't this classic." He patted Ichigo on the shoulder while he took a deep breath. "Later man." Renji walked back to his office and closed the door.

Frowning, Ichigo dragged his feet back to Senna.

"Stop trying to run away. This talk is important." She opened the door to his office and took a seat in the chair directly in front of his desk. Ichigo closed the door and walked behind his desk and took a seat as well.

"What is so important that you had to show up to my office and bother me?" Ichigo groaned.

"Well, I don't know Ichigo, besides the fact that you stopped calling me and not taking my calls. I believe there's a lot to catch up on." Ichigo slouched in his chair and threw his feet on top of the desk getting comfortable.

"Okay, fine let's catch up," he said. "I've been great; I lost about 4 pounds and gained some muscles. I also took over my grandfather's business, but you should know that since it's in the papers and we're practically sitting in this big ass office. I'm also a part of the list of most eligible bachelors, still single, and still can't cook as well as my sister Yuzu but she's helping me with that. Umm, what else…." He rubbed his chin. "Oh, my company is expanding with another great company, but you'll hear more about that in the papers in a couple of weeks, and I'm pret-"

"Ichigo, I'm pregnant."

"-ty sure…" Ichigo paused staring at Senna, whose face was in a relaxed state. His breathing turned heavy, and his eyes grew angry. "What. Did. You. Say?"

"I'm pr…pregnant." Senna hesitated to repeat.

"Ah… I see." He looked at her face some more and saw that she gained a little weight there. His eyes landed on her stomach and saw the bulge. Clearing his throat, he continued. "So, the guy must be lucky. Congratulations Senna. I'll send a gift or two. How long are you?"

"Six months…" she said looking at the extravagant painting on the wall.

"Wow…so right after our breakup you found someone… that quick?" Ichigo said throwing his feet to the ground and sitting up straight in his chair.

"Ichigo…"

"Hey," putting his hand up, "it's cool. I'm happy for you."

"The baby is… yours. You're the father."

Orihime sat in her car in a panic as Ulquiorra drove them away from Ichigo's company.

"Where are you taking me?" she finally asked.

"On our date," Ulquiorra said not taking his eyes off the road.

"Why?" Coming to a stop at a stop light he turned towards her.

"Orihime, it seems you must have forgotten we had a date early on tonight, but you happened to miss my phone call. To make up for it, we are going out right now."

"But it's late, we should reschedule."

"Does it look like I want to reschedule a date when I finally got your attention?" Orihime shifted in her seat while his green eyes burned into her amber ones. "You don't seem to understand what this is really about. Orihime Inoue the things we need to finish start now. First on the agenda is stopping the merger with that atrocious thing of a company. Next is expanding your company overseas like you were supposed to when it became as successful as it is today. After that, you will come off the list of successful and attractive bachelorettes because you will be married to me. Conclusively, your company will be run by me because you will stay home bearing my children and be the wife I create you to be."

Orihime frowned.

"Do you understand your role?" Ulquiorra said still staring at Orihime.

"And you think I will do all of that willingly?" Ulquiorra pulled in front of the Grand Hotel and put the car in park. The valet guy ran to the car to park it, but Ulquiorra raised his hand to stop him. He then turned towards Orihime and stared at her again.

"I beg your pardon?"

Orihime moved closer to the door and shifted her eyes to the valet guy who was waiting for Ulquiorra to finish his business.

"I said-"

"I know what you said," cutting her off. "Now try again with a different answer."

Orihime was scared to even answer him. "Can we not do this here?"

"Very well then. Get out of the car." Ulquiorra pushed the door open and handed the keys to the valet guy and gave him a tip. Orihime slowly came out of the car. She smoothed out her dress when she stepped out. The night breeze felt good, but it was still chilly. She rubbed her arms to get rid of the goosebumps.

Ulquiorra watched her. He couldn't help but admire how attractive she has become since college. He frowned.

"Let's go." Orihime jumped from his voice and walked towards him. They entered the hotel lobby and made their way to the hotel bar.

Why am I here with this guy?

I should just lie about going to the restroom and get the hell out of here.

They reached the bar and took their seats on the barstools.

"Hello. What would you two like?" Orihime turned wide-eyed at the bartender.

"I'd like a whiskey straight," Ulquiorra said scanning the lobby.

"Ma'am?" She couldn't take her eyes off the bartender. Ulquiorra turned to Orihime wondering why she was taking so long to order. He watched as she stared at the bartender who seemed to be feeling shy and edgy since someone as attractive as Orihime was staring hard at him.

"Give her a Martini," Ulquiorra said breaking the silence. The bartender turned towards Ulquiorra and nodded his head to make their drinks. Ulquiorra shifted his eyes towards Orihime and watched her watch the bartender. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

She blinked her eyes and focused her attention on Ulquiorra.

"Wh… what did you say?"

"Are you a whore?" Orihime's eyes widened from his vulgar comment. "To me, it seems you watch a lot of men like a sick puppy. I advise you to act right when you are out with me," he said. She stiffened from his small threat.

"Here you go you two. Whiskey for the gentleman and a Dirty Martini for the beautiful lady." The bartender said setting their drinks down. He gave a quick wink to Orihime and went to help another customer. She blushed. That man seemed so familiar to her, but she just couldn't put her finger on it. Ulquiorra watching their exchange grew irritated. He drowned his drink in one shot and grabbed Orihime's hand and pulled her off the barstool. He threw cash on the bar counter and pulled her towards the elevator. She stumbled trying to keep up with him.

"Where are you taking me?" She tried to pull herself away from him. He squeezed her hand making her bend over in pain. "Ulquiorra you're hurting me," Orihime pleaded. Reaching the elevator, he stopped to push the button. The doors opened and he pushed her into the elevator. She stumbled and slammed into the wall mirror of the elevator. Her cheek was stinging from the pain. Ulquiorra walked into the elevator calmly pulling out a card to swipe for the top floor. He then pressed the P button for the penthouse suite.

Orihime started to panic. This is the side of Ulquiorra she did not want to remember. Tears fell from her eyes.

"Please don't hurt me," she choked out. Ulquiorra watched each number as they got closer to their destination ignoring her soft sobs. The final ding alerted them that they had arrived on their floor. As soon as the doors opened, Orihime quickly ran out of the elevator and tried to look for an emergency exit to escape from him. Confusingly, she stumbled into a home setting. She cursed, realizing that the penthouse was different from the other floors.

Ulquiorra watched Orihime take in her surroundings.

"I'm guessing it has been a while since you've been to a hotel," he said calmly. He passed her as she trembled with irritation. He pulled out a bottle of champagne set up by the hotel staff and took out two champagne glasses from the cabinet. Using a corkscrew to free the bubbly drink he filled up both glasses. He walked back to Orihime and handed her a glass.

She snapped her eyes up at him. She then slapped the glass out of his hand letting it hit the floor. The glass shattered all over the granite ground.

"Why can't you just leave me alone?" she yelled. "You can't keep controlling my life! I'm not your girlfriend, I will NEVER be your wife, and like hell will I ever have kids with you!" Ulquiorra stared at the broken glass on the floor with the champagne bubbling on the ground. Orihime moved towards the elevator doors and pressed the button.

What felt like forever to Orihime, she threw her hands up and turned back to Ulquiorra, who was now staring at her.

"Why hasn't the elevator come yet?"

He placed his now empty glass on a nearby table stand and moved towards her. Taking a step back, Orihime's back hit the doors of the elevator, which had yet to arrive.

He hovered over her not speaking. Their harsh breathing mingled with one another. Finally moving, he gently stroked her swollen cheek with his pale fingers.

"Orihime, I've missed you," he whispered. "I miss your smile, your personality, your voice, your hair, and those beautiful eyes." She bit her lip. He stared at her lips. "These soft lips I used to kiss so much," his hand moved to her neck. "This neck I used to leave little marks and smelled when we made love." He sighed. "Ah, I miss making love to this body Orihime." His hand moved away from her neck down to her bare arms to around her waist. "The way your body moved in sync with my very own. No, but the very first time, that day I will never forget.

"You see, these beautiful eyes cried from the pain, but they also cried in pleasure when I took you for the first time. It was a beautiful moment." Orihime shifted when his hand moved to her behind. "This firm ass I used to squeeze and smack when I took you from behind." She blushed. "If I recall correctly that was your favorite position. You could never get enough of that." Ulquiorra bend his knees slightly so his hand could move to her thighs. "I will never forget these creamy thighs that I gripped to keep you from closing when we made love." He pinched her thigh watching her gasp from what he remembers as pleasure.

"Yes, your voice is what I will never ever forget." He trailed his hand to her lips. His figure stroked her bottom lip. "The sounds of sweet moans and pleas begging for more. How you begged for it slow, deep, and sometimes rough. But what I remember is every time we made love, that sweet voice would whisper 'I love you'." Orihime's eyes glazed over with tears. His hand moved to her chin and lifted her face, so she was looking up at him. "Yes, those moments I would never forget because it was with my sweet Orihime Inoue." She stifled a sob. He let go of her chin and moved away watching her drag herself down to the floor.

"I'm giving you 20 minutes to get freshened up and ready. I will take you back to that time. Only this time, I'm not letting you go." He turned away from her and walked towards the foyer of the penthouse.

Well, there you have it folks…

It gets even better…. real soon

Oh yes... Ulquiorra is slightly OOC but he's still the guy everyone loves.

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