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Ulquiorra: Nocturnal Evolution Epoch	By : Kisuke.LikeABoss Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1835 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2: Another Night, Another Dream

Kisuke just got Ulquiorra back in the basement and rolled him out of the sack. The look on the hollow's face could kill. He stood from his fallen position, and raced back at the shop keeper.

"What the hell was all that about!?" he yelled. "I thought you said you'd help me! There was something about the girl! I can't figure it out, but something about her… I… I… I have to go back to her!"

Kisuke felt sorry for the boy, but now was not the time to get those two together. He didn't know what would happen. Orihime had been working non-stop to get the Espada off her mind over the past year. She came here every day, worked out her anger, frustration and sadly her feelings of guilt. Kisuke had no doubt that she would be jovial in seeing him once again, alive, but he wasn't the same man she knew. And on top of that, he had no clue as to who she was. She would be devastated when they met again. If she lost control over her emotions again, she could be a threat to this world.

"I promise you, you will meet with her one day. However, I can't let you two be together at this time. It would be ill advised to do so," he told the boy.

Ulquiorra just stared at him; he couldn't comprehend the Getai-boshi's reasons for a simple meeting between the two. As he stood there before the shop keeper, he could feel a presence approaching the store. Again he felt the urge to run to it. However this time Tessai was there and he quickly bound him with Kidō.

"Thank you, Tessai," Kisuke told the former Kidō Corp's Captain.

"Of course, Taishō," he said respectfully to his friend and former Captain of squad 12. Along with the boy bound and silence they deposited him into a Gigai, so what was headed their way wouldn't be able to sense for him. And with that Kisuke made his way up to the candy shop, to acknowledge the incoming terror.

Orihime flew in the direction of Urahara's Candy Shop; all the while her mind was racing. 'Was it really him? It couldn't be… there's no way he could be alive. I saw him die, he was ash!' She was at the shop keeper's entryway, but at the door blocking the way was Urahara Kisuke himself.

"Urahara-san!? Is there something you want to tell me?" she asked angrily. She looked like she was ready to pounce on the Geta-boshi.

With a mischievous look, he grinned at her stance… he might like her pouncing him, but that was something he couldn't say out loud at this moment, she might set him afire. "Nope, not a thing, Inoue-san," he calmly and casually told the samurai. She did look amazing in her lamellar armor, but she was one deadly being when she wore it.

Her armor flared orange light signifying her anger was growing. As she did the sides of his entrance were being ripped apart. "The guys said they saw… they saw… him! Is that true Urahara-san!?" she was fuming, and yet also hesitant. She both luxuriated and feared the thought of his return. She wasn't looking to the pervert but past him, as if she could find her answers in the atmosphere of the shop.

Kisuke calmly pulled the girl in a swift embrace, and spoke softly "What is happening here, right now, I cannot reveal to you as of yet. But please understand I have never done anything without a reason. After I have gathered more information I promise you, you will understand and discern all."

"Just please, tell me… is it?" she paused; she looked to his face to find the answer. "It is him, isn't it?" Kisuke's silence, spoke volumes to Orihime. It was him. It was her lover… Ulquiorra Cifer. He was alive. "What is wrong with him? You wouldn't do this to me, if nothing was wrong!"

"Inoue-san," now Kisuke's voice dropped an octave, it was the voice he used when he became ruthlessly serious. Releasing her, he picked up his cane and pointed it at Orihime's chest. She could feel the power of Benihime radiate from the end. She backed away slightly. "This is not the time, for this conversation, I will ask that you please exit the shop and come back only when I call upon you."

Orihime was thinking only of herself, she knew that. But she really needed to know what was going on, she backed away more and steadily headed away from the shop. She might not find out now, but she will know what was happening! There was no way even the genius former captain, would keep her out of the loop for too long.

The weaver princess, left the shop, left the street, and headed for her home. She would not be working this afternoon. She walked up to her room, and jerked the door open. Promptly thereafter, she slammed it. She removed her shoes, and threw her school bag to the ground. She needed to calm down; if she got too angry she would implode again.

She sat on the floor in front of her couch, crossed her legs before her, shut her eyes and meditated. She would enter her world, where she could cool down and talk to Horou Hanahime. She sucked in slow, deep breaths and exhaled them in the same manner. Slowly the multihued prism surrounded her, cocooning her into her inner world and slowing her time down. When she opened her eyes again, she was there. She'd been here so many times since her implosion, the scenery rarely changed.

She stood up and walked to her home inside her world. The hut that used to stand off the bank was now a modest ranch style home. It was still made of the hardest metal, titanium. But the wood planks were not exposed and smoothed over as if sanded down. The roof that looked old and decayed now had beautiful terracotta tiles. She looked over the landscape and took note of all the changes that occurred here. The flowers were always on full bloom, the jewels sparkling brightly in the sunshine. The stream that was once only made of gleaming silver now had flecks of gold in it.

When she entered the home, she expected to find her hollow half in there, waiting as she did these days, for her arrival. But Horou Hanahime was not inside the house. She hadn't left this place since they blasted half of Hueco Mundo away. There was only one other place Orihime could think, that her hollow would go… and she wanted to go there as well. The weaver princess made her way down the bank, and headed in the direction of the dark side of her world.

Ulquiorra was still bound by Tessai's Kidō inside the Gigai, when Kisuke made his way back down to the training cellar. The shop keeper was slightly shaken by his encounter with the flaming samurai. The hollow was struggling against the binding, and looked to be about to break free. Kisuke glanced at the Kidō Master and gave a swift nod, indicating his compliance with the release of the prisoner.

"So, you wanna have a discussion now? Or are we gonna keep this up?" the Geta-boshi asked of the hollow man. Ulquiorra gave an abrupt nod and sat on the ground, with an elbow on his knee, and one hand holding up his face. He was scowling… it reminded Kisuke of Ichigo's face.

"That girl, what do you know of her!? She is someone who is important to me, I can feel it!" he started to bellow at Kisuke. The older man simply nodded his head at the boy. The look of anxiety on the man's face gave Ulquiorra pause. What was he hiding from him? Why could he not even put his eyes on her? These were his unasked and unanswered questions.

"You share a past with her, until you can find your memories of that past; I cannot allow you two to meet each other. The consequences could be disastrous," Kisuke told him. "Give it time, you are slowly regaining them, trust me when I say, this will be better for both of you."

"What do you think would happen if we see each other before then?" he wanted to know.

"I fear that, the sudden influx of information you might attain when seeing her, in person, will damage both your psyches. Hers would be damaged due to your condition, while yours would be a system overload," Kisuke informed him. "And for her, a damaged psyche could mean the end of this world." The sound of the Geta-boshi's urgency in this stayed Ulquiorra's unrest. "Now let's get back to work, shall we?" He was upbeat again.

"I think I would like sometime alone right now," the human hollow told them. He then walked up into the candy shop and through the hall to the guest room. He threw himself onto his mat that lay in the corner of the room. He slid his hand beneath the pillow his head rested on, and pulled out the picture he'd removed from the album when he first arrived here.

'This is you, isn't it,' he told the picture. 'You are her, aren't you?' He traced the lines of her forlorn features with the tip of his fingers, grazing them over the slate grey eyes, down her jawline, around to her lips. Some of them were different from what he recalled in his dreams, but this was her, he just knew it from the bottom of his soul. He closed his eyes then; he wanted to see her again. He fell asleep just like that, holding the girls' picture to his chest.

"So we meet again, here in this dark shit hole!" a voice came from the darkness, when Ulquiorra opened his eyes again. He couldn't see his hand in front of his face, it was so dark.

"Who is that? Where am I?" he asked the disembodied voice.

"Ahh, geeez not again!" the masculine tone came again. "Cifer c'mon man after all the work we did you're gonna go and forget me? ME!? I'm the second most important person to you!"

The hollow boy searched the darkness again, when a figure began to appear. It was a tall man, but wait, he wasn't a man. His legs and feet seemed odd. They looked like they belong to an animal. The shape came closer to him. He could now make out some facial features. The being seemed to not have eyes, just slits filled in with nothing but blackness. His hair was exceptionally long. Upon further inspection, Ulquiorra could see that the feet and legs were that of a… GOAT!?

"What are you!?" the half human stepped back.

"Hmm," it sighed, and looked down towards the ground. He seemed to be looking at something by his feet. "I guess we might have to take this one, day by day. See I learn from my mistakes, no more trying to force myself on you and all," he winked at the boy.

The confused boy hollow didn't know what to do. He searched for a way out of this bleak place. But then he thought about it again. 'How did I get here to begin with?' he asked himself.

"Shit man! That's the easy question! You're asleep in the real world," the creature answered his unasked question.

'FUCK!' he screamed inside his head. "How… how did you do that!?" he asked.

The beast rolled his eyes at him. ROLLED HIS EYES!? Then it came to sit beside him. He gently raised his arm and wrapped it around his shoulders. As he sat down there was something moving at Ulquiorra's feet. When he could see it more clearly, he sucked in a sharp breath. There at his feet, was a huge humanoid bat-thing! It settled its head on the lap of the 'man' beside him.

"Ok, listen… I'm not going to make you eat my eye this time… unless you force me to!" it told the startled boy. "The main thing you need to know right now is we've connected again. And judging from my form, I can safely assume you haven't tried to block your emotions this time. That's a good thing." He smiled down at Ulquiorra. "Knowing this I would say you found the waver princess again. SWEET!" The creature was jovial.

"Alright! That's it!" Ulquiorra yelled, and jumped of the boulder he was sitting on. "I have taken all this shit in stride, trying to come to grips with everything, even without having a clue about what it all means. But this? This is nuts! There is a talking goat in my head and he has a faqin pet bat! A faqin LARGE pet bat, at that!" Ulquiorra felt as though he were going insane, and started to panic.

"Relax little man! I'll help you to understand, it's my job to do so," he said evenly. He stood up and placed his large hands on either side of Ulquiorra's face. "We are you. You are us. It's that simple."

"Whadafaq is simple about that!?" he continued to yell.

"Haaahh…" the being sighed again. This might be harder then he thought. "Hmmm, I'm not sure what to tell you or what you can handle right now… Let's try this," he sat down on the ground in front of the boy, pulling him down with him. "Can you think of what my name could be?"

"Hell no, how the hell would I …?" Ulquiorra started, but a name did pop into his mind at that moment. "Shin… Shin…" his voice trailed off. He was looking at the goat man with wide eyes.

"YES! That's good… I knew you couldn't forget me that easily!" the man was elated again. "Now if you can get the rest of it, we're golden!" The boy dropped his head down in dejection, he couldn't think of any more than that. As they sat there contemplating the issue at hand, there was a rustling sound coming from above them. They each turned their attention from each other, to look up at where the sound was coming from. The creature beside Ulquiorra, simply smiled.

Orihime came upon her hollow. Horou Hanahime was squatting beside the tree. It grew here over the course of nearly half a millennia, which was only a year for the outside world. It was no longer the barren scary remains it used to be. Gone were the spiky thorny branches, and in their place grew green and white leaves. The trunk of the tree was a spiral color of green and white as well with splashes of an orange tint. It no longer looked like a fossil; it was a tree that was full of life.

Horou was looking to the base of the tree, trying to find an opening, of any kind. When she looked up she found Orihime staring at her, in bemusement. "Horou what are you doing?" she asked her.

"Orihime… can't you feel it?" she turned back to the tree, and began digging at the base. "I feel him; I can feel Kanzen in there." At the pronouncement of the Ulquiorra's soul's name, Orihime's heart pounded hard in her chest. "I know he should be gone, but he's there. I have to get him out. He never liked being alone, especially inside this tree."

Orihime stepped to the tree, and placed her hand on the trunk. She felt the spiritual pressure radiate inside, she knew it was Ulquiorra in there. She brought her sword to the trunk, and then stopped herself. 'If she tore open the tree, would it die?' she thought. Last time she slashed this tree, it was dead, so there was no hesitation, but this tree wasn't lifeless. If she broke its flesh it would be like tearing Ulquiorra open. She couldn't do that.

"Horou… I think it would hurt Ulquiorra if I try to pierce the tree," she asked her hollow half.

Horou looked up at Orihime again, and then stood by her side. She wrapped her arms around the weaver princess. Lifting her hand to the back of her cranium, Horou placed Orihime's head on her shoulder. She stroked the young girl's hair lightly, as Orihime wrapped her arms around her hollow's middle. "We could try to converse with them… like how Kanzen and I communicated the first time," she spoke then, and the weaver princess's face shot up to look at Horou's.

Orihime pulled her hollow closer to her and planted the biggest kiss on her lips. "That's it!" she yelled. "Oh my gahd, why didn't I think of that, hahaha!" She was ecstatic at this turn of events.

They both turned to the tree then, placed their hands on it and Orihime spoke. "Hello..?"

The men in the abyss heard the sound, it was muffled and hazy but the words could be discerned. There above the space, was a woman, speaking to them. "Hello…?" were the words. It was the former Kanzen who understood who it was, and what was happening, before his counter-part.

"I knew she would figure it out," he said.

"She? Who is that? How is this happening?" Ulquiorra asked, franticly. He couldn't control his emotional response to the sound of the woman. Judging from the man next to him, this seemed to be the thing he was waiting for. He however was having an unexpected reaction. His heart was pounding and his stomach felt like he needed to vomit. His feet wanted to fly him to the roof of this cavern and tear at it, to escape. And when he did get out, he wanted to find that woman who spoke and captivate her.

Without thought as what he was doing, Ulquiorra leapt at the roof. He crashed his body into the ceiling, determined to find her. His hands and feet enlarged with green claws he'd never known before, they held him to the ceiling; he continued to bash at it. As he did this, the goat man below was dancing in a circle, stomping his feet, raising his hands over his head and he was making hooting sounds.

"Don't stop, get it, get it!" Kanzen was singing. 'That's it boy, you get your woman… and I get mine!' he thought to himself as he watched his soul's body work on the tomb's roof.

Ulquiorra bashed, and pounded at the ceiling, harder and harder. Finally the roof started to give way, and he fit his fist through it, he felt the touch of a hand clasp onto his. Abruptly at the touch his body let go of its hold and plummeted to the ground below. The hollow boy, jumped from his laying position on his mat. He was back inside the perverted shop keeper's guest room. 'Huh?' was his only thought at that moment.
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