Title: Unintended [Ch. 2]
Pairing: UlquiHime
Rating: T (for language)
Orihime never expected herself to be of interest to one of the largest technology companies in the world, HM Global. The beginnings of an all-out technology war changes her path abruptly and forces her into the hands of people she considers enemies.

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She stood looking out of her office window, a pane of glass that took up most of her wall.  Her expression was pensive, though slightly strained, as she studied both ends of the horizon.  On one end loomed a dark metallic building, all smooth and sharp angles as it towered loftily over all other buildings.  Its size was unmatched, in fact, save for ( Read more... )

“Today is the day of the heart,” he told her that morning, looking into her mirror image as she brushed her teeth.

Orihime had to pause for a moment at his wording, but bobbed her head in confirmation while making a humming sound.  She spit and rinsed before turning to him, her smile wide as if in reward.  It wasn’t every day that ( Read more... )

It was early spring when Orihime stepped foot into her apartment again. When she did, she found that she couldn’t speak. Instead, she stepped around her home touching things absentmindedly while trying to gauge her shockingly calm feelings. Eventually, she made it to her desk, where an open notebook lay. She noticed some writing scribbled in ( Read more... )

She was standing upon white sands. It was dark, and barren, and the only light they possessed was that of an incomplete moon hanging in the night sky. But there was something horribly wrong with the scene; the night sky seemed to be cracking, the moon was falling apart and bleeding into the velvety sky, and the sands shifted restlessly in the ( Read more... )

He moved his hand slowly until his slender fingers gripped the hilt of his sword, but he did not draw it yet.  Green eyes watched the figure warily, confused about just what it was he saw.

“Who are you?” he voiced between the gap while he outwardly appeared as unconcerned as he could.

The stranger, who mirrored him in appearance, opened ( Read more... )

Her arm remained suspended, needlessly, for there was no one there to reach.  His hand had been right there, but now was… gone.  He had unraveled from the top down, and her hand had gone through his because it had been unable to maintain its form.

A tear leaked down her cheek, and then another, and yet another followed.

“N-no…”

Her ( Read more... )

“How does it go again?”

Orihime smiled, reaching out to adjust Ulquiorra’s ebony hair, which had been messed up while trying to get him dressed.  She’d pulled at his tattered shirt and then backed up to get a good look at him, finding he truly looked the part.

“When they answer the door, we say ‘trick or treat’.”

Ulquiorra frowned, ( Read more... )

She crossed her arms in front of her face, shielding herself from the flying debris.

Did that really happen? she wondered, her eyes squeezed shut against the light and wind.  Did Ulquiorra just…save us?

After things seemed to calm and she dared to look, Orihime saw Ichigo standing perfectly still.  The still moment was shattered as his ( Read more... )

Something was wrong.  There.  A movement somewhere near.  Orihime was turning her head, and Ulquiorra watched closely, following her gaze as well; something was different within the healing shield.  Suddenly, the shield cracked, and something was standing up, something dark, looming, and monstrous.  Orihime looked up and up and up, past the red ( Read more... )