With her body still aching and sore from her earlier, physical confrontation with Loly and Menoly, all Orihime wanted to do was return back to the medicine man's tent. Those two girls were vicious and though she had healed the worst of her wounds, her white dress was in shreds. She didn't understand why they hated her so. With the obvious barrier ( Read more... )

Ulquiorra ended up arriving at the restaurant ten minutes late. He was annoyed. It seemed to be incredibly crowded and it had take him some time to find a place to park his vehicle. His clothes were crumbled and in a disarray due to the haste in dressing and instead of focusing on the ring in his pocket and his soon to be fiance, all the green eyed ( Read more... )

Ulquiorra stared over the prone figure tossing and writhing in a tangled mess of sheets on the bed. After visiting Sazyelapporo and seeing the poor state of the Quincy, Ulquiorra had been compelled to visit his own - What? What was the Woman now? His prisoner? His servant? His fraccion? He hadn't thought of what she was exactly to him... but he ( Read more... )

“Come on Orihime, we aren’t suppose to be this far north. The fey in these lands are hostile.” Tatsuki, a little brown winged sprite urged. There was a month before the Spring Equinox when all the fey of the different seasons gathered together and presented themselves to the Seelie Court in the Celestial Celebration. It was an important time when ( Read more... )

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Soul Butterfly Daycare: Ulquiorra's Biting Habit
by my good friend: snatch-em-all


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