Aizen Sosuke sat around a huge table, tapping his fingers imapatiently against the wood. He sipped his cup of tea and scanned the area. Ichimaru Gin and Tousen Kaname stood in the back, waiting for further instructions from their lord. Aizen scowled; no one was there sitting around the table with him. Moments later, the doors opened and two men emerged from it, one with a scowl and one with his eyes closed.
"Where have you two been?" Aizen asked, coldy. They bowed respectfully.
"Apologizes, Lord Aizen." The man with a pale face and green teardrops coming from his eyes. "Grimmjow made me wait too long."
"Shut up!" The one named Grimmjow screamed. His blue hair was dirty and his hollow mask stuck to the side of his cheek. "Ulquiorra, I just wanted to try out my body again. Is that so wrong?"
"Enough!" Aizen yelled and they went silent. "Sit." They sat down, a cup of tea waiting for them. Ulquiorra took his, Grimmjow didn't. "I don't think I have to say much, right, Gin?"
"Oh, not at all, Lord Aizen." Gin replied, his usual grin spreading across his face. "I would think it would be rather simple to understand what you desire."
"Of course." Aizen smiled at his friends. Tousen just stood there, keeping his eyes on Grimmjow, who clutched his left arm in case it was going to get chopped off again. "You understand, don't you?"
"Yes." Ulquiorra was the first to speak. "It doesn't take a genius to understand fully what your heart desires." He glanced over at Grimmjow and for about the first time ever, a slight smirk appeared on his face.
"Shut up, Emo Kid!" Grimmjow yelled, his right hand off his left arm. "I understand fully! You probably have no idea what he wants and you're trying to make me look bad!"
"Lord Aizen wants us to go back to Karakura Town and retrieve the girl." Grimmjow said nothing. "You know, the girl?"
"I know who you're talking about!"
"You didn't know that was what he was planning, did you?"
"Of course I know! Now, shut your piehole."
"I apologize for his stupidness, Lord Aizen. " Ulquiorra's rare smirk already faded from his face and he was back to his usual frown. Before Grimmjow could retort, Aizen held up a hand showing he wanted to speak.
"Apology accepted." He said. "Now, you will go to Karakura Town and bring back Inoue Orihime. We have some unfinished business." He smiled evilly as he sipped his cup of tea. Grimmjow and Ulquiorra got up and bowed before they left the room, their teas sitting on the table.
Ichigo lay on his bed, his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling. Rukia sat on the ground, holding her knees close to her body. They both were silent.
"I can't believe this." Rukia was the first to speak. Her voice was shaken up.
"I know." Ichigo replied. "Then again, Aizen is the type to do whatever it takes to achieve his goal."
"You're right." She turned to him. "But, we're not giving up. We'll protect her. And God knows Ishida's ready to give his life in order to save hers."
"Yeah. I really respect that guy. And pity him."
"He does all this stuff for her. He's the type of guy who doesn't want anything in return, but the only thing he wants from her is her love and he's not getting that."
"I know." They went silent again. "I just hope Orihime realizes how much he cares for her." Ichigo nodded, and sighed. Out of nowhere, Kon pelted out of the closet and landed on his face.
"Stupid!" Ichigo growled, grabbing the stuffed lion by his tail and dangling him in front of his face. "Get out of here!"
"I heard you talking!" Kon yelled, moving around frantically. "Is it true that Orihime's in danger?"
"Yes, Kon." Rukia said.
"No!! Not my Orihime!" He began to cry.
"Shut up!" Ichigo yelled. "My sister's going to hear you, and I doubt you want another dress." Kon shut up at once, but continued to cry silently.
"And..." Kon said, between sobs. "That Ishida likes her?"
"Like?" Rukia scoffed. "More like love."
"Love?!" Ichigo slapped him and once again, he shut up. "That's impossible. Orihime deserves better than that nerd." Ichigo hit him again. "I was being quiet!"
"Don't insult Ishida. He's a good guy."
"Yeah, right. He sewed this on my head." He pointed the Quincy Cross on the back of his head.
"He's willing to die for her." Rukia told him, with a slight smile at Ishida's devotion and love. Kon said nothing, which meant he knew Uryuu was good guy deep down.
"I'm going to bed." Ichigo said, getting into his covers. Rukia nodded and went into the closet.
"Good night." She said.
"Night." Ichigo replied. He threw Kon onto to the floor and they all went to sleep.
Uryuu was in Hueco Mundo, the white sand blowing everywhere. He had met up with Pesche again, who was in joy as they joined forces.
"It's great to see you again, Uryuu!" He yelled, dancing up and down with happiness.
"Yeah." Uryuu repleid, scanning the area. His eyes widened as he saw Orihime standing in the middle, clutching her arms and crying. His first instinct was too hold her close and tell everything was going to be okay. He approached her. "Inoue-San?"
"Ishida-Kun?" She asked, tears dripping from her cheeks. "Ishida-Kun, run!"
"What?" He turned around to see Grimmjow holding a batlike weapon. It met his head with a nasty bang. He heard Orihime whimper and than everything went black. When he awoke, Uryuu was tied up. Pesche was too, and he was struggling to get free. They did not have tape over their mouths so they could freely speak.
"Let meee gooo!" Pesche screamed, squirming around. "Waaaah!"
"Shut up!" Grimmjow roared. He jumped and began to whimper. Uryuu frantically looked around and saw Orihime, tied up as well, and she was still crying. He tried to find a way to cut through the rope and get to her. Ulquiorra emerged from the shadows.
"Hello, girl." He said, strolling over to her. "Grimmjow..." Grimmjow came over as well. They each took out their swords and pointed it to her neck.
"No!" Uryuu yelled. Ulquiorra lowered his sword and looked at him.
"Love... How cute." He said, in a drawling voice. "It's a shame we don't care." Grimmjow grinned, pushing his sword into her skin. Her screams filled Uryuu's ears. His heart was shattering as the blood dripped out.
"Haahahahah!" Grimmjow cackled. "WONDERFUL!"
"Any room for one more?" Another voice came. Uryuu flinched. He knew that voice. "Here I am!" Szayel Apporo Grantz stepped out, his pink hair shining brightly and blowing in the wind. "The Quincy! Hello!"
"You..." Uryuu growled.
"I guess I'm faithful after all." He smiled, and joined Grimmjow and Ulquiorra . He grabbed Orihime's chin and looked at her. "Cute. Why should we let her go to waste?"
"Listen, perv, we want her dead." Grimmjow snapped.
"Aww, but she's just so adorable." Szayel grinned and pressed his lips against hers. Uryuu watched in shock. The kiss lasted for a minute or two, then Szayel broke it. He continued to smile and licked his lips. "Not bad."
"No more fooling around." Ulquiorra spoke, gripping his blade. "Szayel, take your sword." He did as he was told and brought out his blade as well. Orihime started crying again. All three of them cut into her skin. She screamed and screamed. Uryuu watched as she fell onto the ground, dripping in cold blood. "Wonderful."
"Now we can bring her to Aizen without any protest." Szayel cheered.
"Let's go." Grimmjow picked her up and they left Uryuu and Pesche still squirming to get free. Then.....
Uryuu woke up, his face covered in sweat. With trembling hands, he grabbed his glasses from Orihime's nightstand and put them on. He had to push them up because teh sweat was causing them to slip down the bridge of his nose. He was panting. He frantically looked around to see that he was still in Karakura Town and not tied up in Hueco Mundo staring at a puddle of blood. The sun was shining brightly through the open window, and he know he it was a dream. Not a dream, he noted. A nightmare. He got out of bed and went to the living room. Orihime wasn't in there. His eyes widened when he saw a red substance on the carpet. He sunk to his knees.
"Yes?" He jumped. "Sorry. Did you need me?" She had paper towels in her hands.
Every moment of my life, he thought. "Uh... what's this red stuff?"
"Oh. I was drinking kool-aid. I spilled some." She showed him the towels. "That's why I have this."
"Oh." He let out a sigh of relief. "You're not hurt?"
"Good." He felt himself go red. He felt embarrased for screaming out her name because he believe she was hurt. He felt like such an idiot.
"Did you sleep well?" Orihime asked, pushing his feelings of being idiot aside. He watched her clean up the drink.
"Yes, I did. Did you?"
"Uh-huh!" He could tell she was lying. She had bags under her eyes and she was rubbing her back a little bit. That couch must have done something to her. Uryuu wondered if he would like a fool if he yelled "By the honor of the Quincy, I will kill you for hurting Inoue-San's back!" And of course, he knew he would. She still stared at him, and he knew he had to tell her about the nightmare he had. He didn't have to mention the fact that he was screaming or the fact that Szayel kissed her because that would just freak her out.
"Inoue-San..." He finally said.
"Yes?" She was eager to hear about it.
"I had a nightmare."
"A nightmare?" She gasped. "What happened? Don't tell me! I can guess! You were being chased by a serial killer who threw rabid dogs at you!" He was speechless. "They were biting and clawing at you, and foaming at the mouth... And then a clown came down from the sky and started laughing." She laughed a very creepy laugh, the kind a clown would do and Uryuu had to admit, he was scared. "Then the clown was dripping blood and he took a knife and cut you, and then the murderer was laughing too. And then you got eaten by a dinosaur wearing a dress, with pink hair and blue eyeshadow, that had dental problems, so his teeth were very ugly and you were all "No!! I don't want to be eaten by a dinosaur with teeth that smell bad! I want one with sparkling teeth!"' He said nothing, but let out a laugh.
"I'm sorry, Inoue-San, but that's far from right."
"Oh, really? That would be a cool dream."
"It would be a hell of a lot better than the one I had."
"So, what happened?" She was resisting the urge to make up another ridilicious story of what really happened in his nightmare. It took him a while to form the words correctly and tell her.
"I watched you being attacked..." She gasped. "...in cold blood."
"W-what do you mean?"
"We were in Hueco Mundo. Grimmjow and Ulquiorra tied us up... You, me, and Pesche, an arrancar I ran into before who turned out to be very helpful, though he could never remember my name and constantly called me Ichigo..." He blushed and cleared his throat. Orihime giggled "... Anyway... We were tied up and Grimmjow, Ulquiorra, and Szayel, the number eight espada, were cutting you with their blades. Blood dripped from your neck, arms, stomach, and legs. Grimmjow picked you up and took you to Aizen. Szayel was saying there was no you could protest again Aizen now, since you were so badly injured and..." His trailed off. He noticed his voice started shaking as he finished the story.
"Oh, my god." Orihime whispered. "That's way worse than the story I told. Ishida-Kun, are you alright?"
"I'm fine. At least you're safe." He smiled slightly and was surprised to see a tint of pink creep upon her cheeks. He should feel overjoyed by the fact that he made her blush, but he couldn't express any joyous feelings. What he was to do? He found himself panicking everytime they were separated. Even being a small distance from her can be crucial. Aizen could grab her anytime Uryuu wasn't with her. His face turned a deep red when he came up with the only solution. She would have to sleep in the same bed as him. Aizen would have difficulty getting her if Uryuu was close by. Very close by. Just the thought of it... made him shake. And... Out of nowhere blood spurted from his nose. Orihime squealed.
"Oh, Ishida-Kun!" She took a paper towel she hadn't used and wiped his nose. "Are you okay?"
"Ugh... Damn it." She giggled, which made his face even redder. "Inoue-San, please don't think a pervert of me..."
"What do you mean?" She threw away the paper towel.
"I think the only way you can be absolutely one hundred percent safe... is that..." He pushed his glasses up again to hide his blush. "... we sleep in the same bed."
"I'm so sorry!" He yelled. "I know it sounds so perverted and I apologize! You know what? Forget I said anything!" He looked to the ground.
"If it would make me safe, then what choice do we have?" He felt his heart do a jolt at her words.
"Um... maybe you can sleep in the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."
"No-no-no!" She waved her arms around. "I don't want you to hurt your back! I'll sleep on the floor."
"Inoue-San, you don't need to injure your back any further." She gasped and blushed slightly.
"What do you mean?"
"I know your back is hurting."
"How do you..."
"I have a keen eye." He opened the door. "We're meeting Kurosaki and Kuchiki for breakfast."
"Oh!" She got up, hair bouncing, as well as other things, Uryuu noticed, turning again a slight red. She smiled, as they walked out of the apartment and down the street.