Bleach – Fanfiction – Ulquiorra x Orihime – Perception Of Passion – DarkSacredJewelXoX – Part 02

Posted on: July 18, 2010

Title:   Perception Of Passion
By:    DarkSacredJewelXoX
Anime:   Bleach
Pairing:   Ulquiorra x Orihime
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Chapter 02:
Day Twelve

Orihime sat on the bed, bored out of her mind. She had been trying to sleep through most of the day in order to make it pass quicker. She didn’t know how she was supposed to do this until Lord Aizen decided he didn’t need her assistance anymore. It was nearly torture. She was now in Arrancars clothing, but she liked it because it kept her warm. Without a blanket to sleep with, it could get pretty chilly. She supposed she could always ask for a blanket, but she didn’t want to bother Ulquiorra for anything. Frankly, the less visits from him the better.

The door slid open and Ulquiorra stepped in. It was amazing how he always showed up right when a thought of him went through her mind. A weaker hollow followed him carrying a tray of food. He stopped in the middle of the room.


Orihime immediately stood and walked over to the tray. She was absolutely starving. It wasn’t that they weren’t feeding her. She supposed boredom played into her hunger. The servant hollow uncovered her tray and there was sliced turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, broccoli and a small slice of cake. At first Orihime was terrified to know what Arrancars eat but come to find out, Lord Aizen had a chef on the premises. The food was actually very good and always warm. Next to the plate was a tall glass of water.

“You must consume all of it.”

Orihime nodded as she unfolded her napkin that held her fork and spoon very slowly. She was hoping that Ulquiorra would leave.

“You are dismissed,” he said to the servant hollow.

It nodded and exited the room. Ulquiorra stood staring at her. It made her uncomfortable to eat in front of him. She rolled the cart over to one of the chairs and sat down. He didn’t move but his gaze did follow her. She sat down and tried her hardest to pretend he wasn’t there while she ate. She could feel his eyes boring into her and for some reason it made her heart beat faster. She drank her water and then fiddled with her fork for a few moments, unsure of what to do.


Orihime looked over at him. “Yes?”

“Stop fidgeting.”

Orihime put her fork down and looked at the floor. He still ordered her around like he was her owner. Technically she did belong to them. She hated the sound of that because it made her seem some what like a slave. Orihime sighed. What was the difference between her and a slave? She was forced to live somewhere against her will. She was ordered around and expected to do what she was told for fear of her life or those around her.

Ulquiorra stared at her. She was sad again. She always sighed whenever she got to thinking about something. It annoyed him to no end, but today he had a strange urge to want to make her feel better. If she was happy, things would go much smoother for everyone.

“Would you like to bathe?” Ulquiorra asked.

Orihime looked up quickly. Her eyes shined with something he couldn’t exactly name. Contentment? Excitement? He wasn’t sure but obviously the offer worked as he planned.

“That would be great,” she said as she stood up. “I haven’t gotten to clean up in a few days.”

Human bodies were strange. If they didn’t wash, they would smell and she already had that odor. It was a disgusting stench. Similar to that vegetable they grew called onions.

“Good,” he replied as he turned around and walked towards the door. “You need one.”

Orihime’s cheeks flared pink with embarrassment. How was she supposed to smell good if she didn’t get to shower or have any deodorant? He was so brutally honest and she hated that. He could try to be a little nicer about things. Orihime thought for a moment while she followed Ulquiorra down the hallway. Maybe it wasn’t so bad that he always told the truth. Unlike people, if he ever said, which she doubted this would ever come out of his mouth, that he loved someone it would be the truth. In a relationship, she thought that his honesty might actually prove to be good.

They stopped at a door with a gold sign that read “Bath” on it. She truly loved coming to this bathroom. She had been here three times before and every time, it amazed her. It was enormous on the inside. There was everything from bathtubs to showers to a Jacuzzi and hot tub. She supposed that even Arrancars liked to keep clean. She decided today she wanted to soak in the tub. The longer she was out of that boring room the better. Towels and wash cloths were stacked neatly beside the tub in the middle of there was also a small cabinet with all types of bath accessories in it. She walked over to the tub and picked out a pink towel with a matching wash cloth. When she opened the cabinet her heart nearly sang with joy. There were deodorant bars put neatly beside the soaps. Those were not there before.

“I got you some of what you call antiperspirant,” Ulquiorra said from behind her. “You humans smell pitiful without it.”

Orihime was taken aback. Although he was still pretty blunt about it, Ulquiorra had gone back to her world just to get her something she needed. She supposed he would get her “feminine items” when it came to be that time. At least she hoped he would.

“Thank you, Ulquiorra,” Orihime said as she smiled at him.

She picked the Dove Powder Fresh to put on after her bath. She ran her water and added a bath bead to it. She was about to remove her clothes when she realized that Ulquiorra was still standing there.

“Um,” she started softly. “Are you going to stay here?”

“Where else would I be?” he answered. “It is my job to watch over you.”

Orihime groaned inwardly. The first few times she’d gone to clean up, one of the lesser hollows brought her here. She knew if she didn’t get on with her bath, he might change his mind about letting her have one.

“I’ve never been naked in front of a man before,” she thought timidly.

There was also another problem: She needed someone to unzip the uniform. She was completely frightened at the idea of him seeing her naked. What if he didn’t like her body? Wait…she wanted him to look and like what he saw?! Orihime shook her head quickly to ward off her wondering mind.

“Could…you please unzip this?”

Ulquiorra just looked at her for a moment. “Well come if you want it unzipped.”

Orihime walked over to him and turned her back. She felt his fingers slide down the zipper. The tip of his finger accidentally brushed her skin. They were warm. She always expected them to be cold like his personality. She shivered slightly from his touch. Not from disgust or being scared. It seemed more like it was just because he touched her.

“Thank you,” she said as she moved away from him.

Her cheeks were flushed again and she didn’t want him to see it. She shrugged off the jacket and placed her arms over chest. There was no need to wear a bra with the uniform because it hugged her so tightly.

“I will go get you a fresh uniform,” Ulquiorra stated. “You have fifteen minutes to bathe.”

Orihime was silently grateful. He exited the room and she quickly took off her long skirt and sunk into the warm water’s depths. She sighed in content. Now this was nice. Great enough that she might ask Ulquiorra if she can bathe daily. She felt kind of icky not being able to shower and like he said, without deodorant, her smell was atrocious.

She washed up, enjoying the lather of the soap against her sweat soaked skin. Afterward, she leaned forward and rested her head on her chin. Before she knew it, she dozed off.

“You must be tired from doing nothing.”

Orihime jerked awake and looked around. When her eyes focused, Grimmjow stood in front of her shirtless. She quickly tried to cover her nakedness the best she could. She must not have been asleep for long because Ulquiorra was not back yet.

“Heh,” Grimmjow scoffed as he moved closer to her. “You don’t have anything I haven’t seen a thousand times before.”

She cringed as he stood next to the tub. He reached down and grabbed a towel. He slung it around his shoulders.

“Why the hell are you scared?”

Orihime looked up at him. “Because I know you can kill me.”

Grimmjow laughed. “That’s true, but Aizen needs you for now so killing you will have to wait.”

The color from Orihime’s face drained. He did want to kill her? No. He was just trying to frighten her more. Grimmjow walked over to the shower and dropped his pants. Orihime averted her eyes but had already gotten a good look at his butt.

“Dammit, forgot the soap,” she heard him mutter.

He turned around and walked back over to her. He didn’t seem to notice that he was stark naked. Or either he didn’t care. She believed it was the latter one. Orihime thought her face was going to explode with all the blood that was rushing to it. She made sure not to see the front of him. That was also something she had never experienced before. She knew what it looked like from classes in school but she had never seen a real man naked before. She didn’t plan to look now.

Grimmjow chuckled seeing that she was uncomfortable. “What’s the matter girl? Never seen a male before?”

She shook her head furiously. He gripped her hair and turned her to face him. She tried hard not to look but her eyes dropped on their own accord. She gasped when she finally reached his private.

“Big eh?” He boasted before releasing her chin, grabbing some soap, and stalking back towards the shower. “Now you’ve seen a naked man.”

Orihime thought she was scarred for life. Grimmjow definitely was not the first male she wanted to see naked. Once she was sure Grimmjow’s shower door was closed and foggy with steam, she rinsed off any excess soap and stood up, wrapping her white towel around her. She then let the water out of the tub and was pretty disturbed with how grungy she’d gotten. She put on her deodorant and waited for Ulquiorra. He soon returned with a new outfit.

“Is there anything I can clean the tub with?” she asked as she took the outfit from him.

“One of the servants will clean it,” he responded turning his back.

She knew he did this so she wouldn’t have to show him her naked body. She unwrapped her towel and just as she did Grimmjow stepped out of the shower.

“Nice ass,” he called.

Orihime quickly put her skirt on and threw on the top.

“Leave her,” Ulquiorra ordered without turning around.

“Getting a little touchy are we number 4?” Grimmjow taunted as he dried his hair with his towel.

He then wrapped the towel around his waist and walked out. Orihime walked in front of Ulquiorra and moved her damp hair. He immediately zipped up her uniform without her having to ask.

“Thank you,” she said louder than she did the first time. “For making Grimmjow leave me alone.”

Ulquiorra did not respond, but walked around her to the exit. “Come.”

She followed and soon she was back in her room. She had taken her deodorant with her for later use. She didn’t want the frosty Espada complaining about her smell again. Ulquiorra had a servant hollow come in and take her cart. As he was getting ready to leave, she thought it was now or never to ask him about the bathing situation.


He stopped and looked over his shoulder at her. “Yes?”

“Can I shower daily please? They don’t have to be long or anything. I just…”

“Yes. I will allow you one shower per day.”

With that he slid open the door and walked out. He was amazed by how many times she thanked him and it was for little things. No one had ever been that kind to him. He wasn’t sure what it was about this girl, but he would find out more about her, for Lord Aizen of course. Ulquiorra had to admit that once she was clean, her scent was intoxicating, her natural scent, not that antiperspirant stuff. He could almost say he was fond of her, not quite fond, but he didn’t despise her. Well he did but not as much as other people. Something was different about her.



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