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Chapter 8: Revelations

Her hand flew to the bottom of her neck. Her mouth agape as she gasped. Orihime stared up at the Cuatro as he stared down his other self. It was so dreamlike. But at the sound of his of his voice and the words he spoke she became elated. Her lips began to quiver at the sight, and tears welled in her eyes.

"Get up now, Onna," Ulquiorra said, his eyes trained on Kanzen. He had drawn his Zanpakutō at him. Kanzen lounged on the ground before Ulquiorra; in the same spot he'd been thrown. Neither man said a word to each other. They simply stared each other down. Both sets of midori eyes locked in on the other. Ulquiorra made his way toward his other half; he held his sword at the throat of Kanzen.

"Now, you know, you will never be able to cut me down, especially with that bro," Kanzen informed him.

"What I know is I have had enough of your toying around. I told you before; I left you here with purpose. You are useless to my goals and ideal," Ulquiorra said.

"Why do you keep denying me, Cifer!?" Kanzen began to yell.

"Because the price for your power is my very existence!" Ulquiorra raised his voice now, and swiped his Zanpakutō down across the unafraid spirit's torso, in rage.

Kanzen merely dematerialized and reappeared at Ulquiorra's side. "Almost there, brother," Kanzen informed the stubborn man. "But all you have to do is consume this." He reached his hand out to Ulquiorra.

Ulquiorra looking bored, raised his eyes from Kanzen's palm, sheathed his Zanpakutō, turned and walked away from his spiritual brother, back to Orihime. He stood before her, he turned his back and placed his hands in pockets. His head was turned to his side, but his eyes were on her. When she began to stand he turned his attention back to Kanzen, watching him intently.

Orihime slowly came to stand behind Ulquiorra. Her eyes roamed his body. She took in his stance. He was feral, ready to lash out. Who would be on the receiving of his wrath, she didn't know. She walked slowly up to him. One hand still at her throat, she reached out to touch his back with the other. The flat of her palm gently grazed his upper shoulder. She curled her fingers over to cup it. He slowly turned, his eyes as dead-pan as ever, but he looked at her through the sides. She could see his thin lip twitch upwards for just a second. Orihime didn't wait for any other confirmation; she thrust herself forward, turning him slightly as she moved. Moving the hand on his shoulder up and around his neck, she spun herself into him, wrapping the other arm around his waist. Her head ducked under his chin she shook and the tears she held since he was put into the Caja Negación, spilled over, she couldn't stop them now even if she wanted to.

Ulquiorra stood still, not really sure what to do. The woman was crying in front of him, but she didn't seem to be injured. His eyes shifted between the woman and Kanzen. Kanzen was looking at him, with laughter in his eyes. He seemed to know what she was doing. Turning his attention back to the healer he asked, "Why do you cry, Onna?" When he said Onna, she seemed to cry more. He saw no way to stop it. He looked once more at his other half, to see him doing an odd dance. With both his hands in an overlapping circle in front of him, one hand seemed to be patting the air on top and he swayed from side to side on his feet. He was mouthing words to him. After a moment he understood what Kanzen was trying to say. 'HUG HER!' Ulquiorra gave an uncharacteristic 'garuff', and brought his hand up to thread his fingers into her hair at the back of her head. He placed his chin on top of her head. For a reason he still had yet to understand, touching this woman stirred his insides at the pit of his stomach. Still he closed his eyes as her sobbing subsided.

Orihime slowly stopped crying. Having all that bottled up inside her, she felt relieved to let it escape. Feeling Ulquiorra right now, knowing he was really back, brought so much liberation to her soul. Feeling his fingers in her hair, she felt her worries melt away. Even if it might be short-lived, she just wanted to stay like this. She lifted her head to look into his eyes.

"I was crying, because I was glad," she told him.

"That's ridiculous," Ulquiorra responded quickly. "You cry if you are in pain, no other reason. And even then, tears are pointless."

Orihime giggled at this, then out right laughed as she looked at Ulquiorra's face when he heard her. His face was completely dead-panned. He was serious. She just shook her head slightly with a small smile on her face.

He had yet to remove his hand; he was testing the feel of her hair in it. Then he looked into her eyes. That sensation he had before was building inside him. He found himself lowering his head slightly as she moved hers closer. He now moved his hand from her hair, to rest at her cheek. The thumb of it gliding along her jawline, he passed the pad of it across her lips. Why did he still feel as if he were in a battle and losing when it came to this woman?

She closed her eyes faintly as she felt his thumb touch her lips. She curled her fingers into his jacket at his neck and waist. His face was getting closer to hers. Relaxing against him she readied her lips for his to touch.

"AWWW SHIT!" Kanzen yelped from the wall he was now facing. His head bent down against the surface, slightly shaking it.

With the spell broken Ulquiorra pulled himself away from her. He walked over to the other man. "What is troubling you now!?" he asked his counter-part.

"Nothing… really. It's… nothing" he stammered. But for Kanzen there was something. Looking down his chest, passed his waist, he shook his head from side to side and whispered, mostly to himself, "Someone needs to take care of this!"

Ulquiorra came to his side and glanced down at the problem. His eyes widened for a minute, then he reached up and grabbed Kanzen by the back of his head and smashed his face into the wall, "Done," was all he said as he walked away.

"Come Onna," he told Orihime as she stood there watching Kanzen holding his head. He had turned himself around revealing to her exactly the reason Ulquiorra did that. Staring down, her eyes nearly came out of her head. Her mouth in the shape of a small "o", she slapped a hand to it.

"What? It's not my fault! Blame Lover-boy over there! I only respond to his feeling!" Kanzen accused.

A small smile came to Orihime's lips again. She glanced at Ulquiorra. He glanced back at her. Then turned his back to both of them and made his way to leave the cavern. He held his hand out to her. She grasped it and they disappeared. Kanzen was left there, alone once more. He sat down, rested his elbows on his upturned knees and sank his head to hang down. He was exhausted.

They emerged from the abyss to stand before Horou Hanahime. Orihime simply looked at the flower princess, with pleading in her eyes. Horou Hanahime looked back at her, with understanding.

"I wish to speak with Kanzen, alone," she told them and floated down into the void.

Now alone, Orihime was nervous. She was looking at their interlaced hands, when he spoke.

"This place… Onna…?" he was looking at the barren landscape.

"We assume it's the world of the void, but if we walk upstream, I'll show you something impressive," she said to him.

So they walked, passing the rocks which seem to be less of a hindrance to the silver water than before. Along the ground the sandy path change to the green emerald encrusted grass. The flowers seemed more alive as well. They came to the bank beside her cabin. She explained her world to him. He was captivated by the sight, the story, and the woman telling it. As he watched her excitement, the flu-like sensation began again in the pit of his stomach. When Orihime finished her story she looked back into his eyes. She remained silent, lost in his beryl pools.

"What are you thinking, Onna?" Ulquiorra spoke to her. "You're red again," Orihime immediately bent her head, to conceal her blush.

Rolling his eyes, he stepped forward and placed his hands to each side of her face, and lifted it. He stopped thinking after that. He lowered his lips to hers. When they connected, all rationale left them both. Orihime wrapped her arms around the Espada's waist, as her mouth opened to his tongue.

"So, do you want to tell me the rest of your story? And I mean ALL of it this time?" Horou Hanahime stood before Kanzen. Kanzen sighed and began …

"I am the other part of his soul. I believe that due to Cifer's initial envolement with Orihime, he unlocked the second part of himself that he's been denying. He only left this place, with the Tozase, the enclosed parts us. My name is Kanzen because I only know that I will complete the Cifer. I can't speak my true name until he accepts me. What he is carrying inside him now is just a fragmented part of our soul. I'm the rest of it," the lonely man explained. "I further believe that because of this connection he has with the girl, it caused our two worlds to fuse." Horou Hanahime took in the information. "I have to get to him. We have to complete or there really will be trouble."

"What is so dire that you need to complete this transformation so quickly?" Horou asked him.

"Right now he's been implanted with parts of me. When I struck him in the void, and rooted my eye into him, for him to 'see', I have now caused him to identify unseen emotions." Kanzen explained to her.

"Well, isn't that a good thing?" she asked.

"This is why we have to become complete, without me he will have no understanding of those emotions. He will not be able to control his 'emotional response' to situations. When it's a favorable emotion it's not so bad," he continued. "But if it's a negative one…" his voice trailed off.

They were locked into each other's embrace, their mouths exploring the other. Ulquiorra led a hand away from her cheek, to slide down her neck and over her shoulder caressing softly. Orihime's arms tightening around his waist. The Espada raised his other hand to the nape of her neck, and glided his fingers back into her hair. She sighed faintly. He leaned his lean body forward as he pulled her closer, adhering their bodies together. She moved her arms from his waist to slide them up his chest and wrap around his neck. Her head titled to the side to allow more admittance for his tongue. Ulquiorra made a low animal sound as he drove it further, trying to reach the very essence of this woman. His hand progressed further, skating down the side of her chest to pause at her hip. She pushed her body forward, as his hand curved around to settle on her rear.

Orihime tried to think but the hands of the Arrancar were driving her wild. She wanted to feel them on her. She wanted them everywhere. This was not like the first time they were together. There was something else building here. She couldn't describe it, but the first time it was more a curiosity. This time it was passion. She pulled her mouth away from the Espada and kissed her way down his chin to his neck. She nipped him there. A growl could be heard coming from the intimidating man. She licked her bite, and drew her head away to admire her work.

"Onna," he said sternly but softly.

"Hmm," she purred and looked up at him. At the questioning look in his eyes, she shifted her hand to the covering at her collarbone. Moving it she revealed her love bite to him. "I thought it was only fair," she teased.

He could feel himself getting heated at the sight of the mark he left on her body from their encounter earlier. "You could have healed that, why didn't you?" he questioned her.

"I know that… but I didn't want to," she said unequivocally.

He went slightly feral now. He grabbed her by the waist then and propelled them to the lush green ground.

Kanzen jumped to his feet; covering the lower half of his body he faced the wall behind him. His face was flushed, and he looked from side to side as if trying to find a way to escape.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit…" he said out loud.

"Kanzen? What's wrong?" Horou asked concerned, not knowing the danger she was in.

"I kinda need you to leave," he told her.

"Huh? What? Why?" she moved to place both her hands on his back.

"I'm going to attack you, you need to go," he warned her again.

She took in his stance and watched the shaking man, "Are you going to hurt me?"

"Haaah… hum mm… haaaa," he was breathing heavily. "Hurt? No, not physically. But …"

"Then I'm not worried. Let me help you," she insisted.

He reached back, and grabbing her roughly pushed her against the wall. He pressed his hips into her. Showing her exactly how he would be attacking her. She gulped and inhaled her breath, but she made no move to run. He wrapped his hands around her throat, and his mouth was on her then. Instead of darting apart, she pushed herself to him. He ripped her from the wall, and had her on her back so swiftly, she barely noticed. He was seizing her gown at the hem of her ankles and forcing it upwards. He lifted his mouth from her to speak. "I am truly sorry, but this is something I have no control over."

"I know… I don't have control over this either," was all she said.

They thrived on each other's caresses in the grass. Ulquiorra began to remove one of her articles of clothing at a time. He unzipped her Arrancar jacket and tossed it to the side. He bent his head to place his lips to the mark he'd left and glazed his tongue over it. Resting soft kisses along her collarbone, around her neck to the other side, he sucked the skin there. He now ensured, without a doubt that this woman was his, as he left a new mark.

Orihime delighted in the feel of his mouth on her neck. The man above her turned her slightly to unzip the back of her dress. He pulled the top down low, exposing her plump pink bust. The Cuatro resumed his caress, teasing her nipple with his lips then stroked his tongue over it. Orihime moved to his jacket zipper, pulling at it, and with his assistance, it was removed. Her hands roamed his upper back as he continued to suck and tease her. Moving his mouth to the other, he pulled her dress down further and detached it from her. All that remained were her panties and ankle high, heeled boots. Ulquiorra raise his head to admire the beauty before him. Orihime moved to place her hands over her large breasts, concealing them from his scrutiny. He grabbed her by both her wrists, and locked them above her head.

"Do not move your hands from there, until I say to," he commanded her. Her cheeks and neck flushed deeply, but she did as he asked.

He kissed his way to her neck again, while with one hand he cupped her. He could feel the wet heat emanate from her. He rubbed her gently, and was rewarded with a soft sigh from his woman. Enjoying the sound he rubbed her again with more vigor.

Orihime's breaths came in short gusts; she wanted to move her hands, to touch this man that made her body sing. When he raised head to look down at her she spoke.

"Please…" she implored.

"What do you need Onna?" he asked her.

"I… I… have a need to… touch you too, please… I want to," she begged him.

He released one hand and gave her access to his body. Her hand slid from the top of his Arrancar helmet, down the side of his face. She placed a palm against his number 4 tattoo, and traced the number. She halted her exploration when she reached his hollow hole. The curiosity to touch this spot was enough to undo her. As she glided her fingers to it, she heard him suck in a breath and a hiss came from him.

"Does it hurt?" she asked inquisitively.

"No… it doesn't," was all he could manage to say, as the feel of her hand there, sent shockwaves through him.

Orihime pressed her fingers and drew a circle around its rim. She watched the Espada's face as he closed his eyes at the sensations. She placed her fingers inside and he began to clench his teeth. As she rounded her fingers inward, he couldn't handle anymore. He removed her hand and came down to kiss her again. Still holding one hand above her, he allowed her access to continue to explore only with her released hand. She reached her hand down to his stomach, taking in more detail of his muscles there. Normally trim and firm, under her hand, they quaked. She skimmed her hand to the front of his pants and rounded it to him. A new rumble came from the Cuatro's throat. She stroked him to hear his growl come again. She raised and slipped her hand into the waistline of his trousers.

Ulquiorra roared at the feel of her hand on him. He bent his head and brought her curvaceous nipple into his mouth once again. At her moan he sucked harder, grazing his teeth across it. With his other hand still at her womanhood, he slid his palm into her panties, and resumed his fondling of her. He slipped a finger into her, when she groaned he slipped in another, teasing her again. He felt her soft hand gliding up and down on his shaft, stroking him into a stupor. He bowed his back at the feel of it, removing her hand from him.

"Wh… Why?" she asked.

"If you continue like that, it will end too quickly," he informed her and her cheeks reddened. Letting her hand go, he made his way down her body, tracing light kisses as he went. After removing the obstacle, that were her panties, he gracefully spread her thighs open as he settled his head between them.

"Umm… hah… wh… what are you doing?" she panicked slightly.

"I want to sample every part of you," was all the answer he would give, before he placed his mouth on her.

"Ohhh… Ohhh… My… Gaaahhd," was the only response she could come up with.

He kissed and tamed her with his tongue. Making long, slow strokes on the tip of her, he could feel her thighs on either side of his head shake involuntarily. The woman started to buck her hips forward; he placed his hands on both sides of hips to still her, and continued with his bouquet. Savoring her aroma he sucked her lightly. She moaned loudly. Just as she was on the verge of climax, Ulquiorra let go of her side with one hand and pushed his fingers back into her.

Orihime never felt like this, not even during their first experience together. She couldn't control her voice and she didn't try. When he stroked her up and down with his tongue, she delighted in it. Her hands were at his shoulders as she felt that buildup of ecstasy climb into her throat once again. This time she didn't hesitate she let it go, and her body shook.

When he raised himself to his knees she followed him up, he removed his boots and she relieved him of his pants. He gently laid her back down then settled his body on top of hers and between her legs. Orihime lifted her thigh up and pressed her still booted foot into his back, urging him to continue. He steadied himself on his elbows, brought his head to hers kissing her and pressing their hips together, as he slid into her.

Both partners moaned at the feeling of being together like this once again. The Espada rocked his hips forward into her, as she trailed her nails down his back. He dragged his hand to her breast and kneaded it, twirling the nub at the tip with his fingers. He thrust into his woman, enamored by her voice in his ear, and the hot breath she caressed his skin with. Her hips rolled along his, making him push deeper into her. What she did next surprised him.

She tilted her head back and wailed at the feel of his assault. She wanted more of him. She wrapped both her legs about his waist as he plunged his body to hers. She twisted both their bodies so she could rise above her lover. Here she could feel very inch of the man beneath her. His was shocked, but not complaining. Leaning forward on her knees, she began to move. She ascended her body slowly. She moved her hands to her hair and tangled them at the base and lifted it up off her nape. In doing so, Ulquiorra was granted a view of her breasts, upturned slightly. He reached up to catch the bouncing orbs in his hands. She descended her hips back down onto him, as he slid his hands down the sides, past her waist to grasp her thighs.

He watched the woman atop him and felt… content. Yes, content. That thing he has always searched for. His ideal. That thing which would make his life worth anything. He basked in the ecstasy of her face. Her features were radiant as she rejoiced in her decadence. He could feel her quiver and tighten around him. Watching her he felt himself tremble. Together they shuddered and shouted their pleasure.

How long they laid that way, with her still upon him, neither one knew. Nor did they really care. However the time there was short lived as they could hear the upcoming arrival, of Horou and Kanzen. They withdrew from each other, and dressed themselves quickly. With their hands intertwined both couples merely looked at each other. Both knowing exactly what transpired, but leaving it to remain unsaid. Kanzen was the first to comment on anything.

"You know I was starting to think I'd never see this place. You really didn't do it justice when you described it to me," he said to Horou.

"What do you mean? Why wouldn't you get to see it?" she asked.

"Well… ya see… I couldn't leave the void, at least not until someone opened himself up again," he told the group.

Ulquiorra rolled his eyes at that. Orihime was about to ask Kanzen what he meant when throughout the meadow a voice boomed.

"Wait here, while we… destroy Karakura Town… Can you hear me my dear intruders? I congratulate you on defeating so many of my Espada. As a reward I'll tell you our plans. We are about to enter the World of the Living." the voice of Sōsuke Aizen, reverberated the landscape.

Orihime sucked in a breath. "He's going to destroy Karakura Town? I have to stop him!" she began to walk away. But she was stopped by the hand of the man next to her.

"What's the point of that? Aizen-sama is very powerful, he will rule both the World of the Living as well as Soul Society," Ulquiorra tried to explain to the woman.

"I refuse to allow that man to destroy MY home, or MY friends," she asserted, for a moment she had forgotten that Ulquiorra's loyalty was to Aizen.

"You would put yourself in danger for something as fleeting as those friends of yours, who came here to die?" Ulquiorra said callously. "Or is it the boy, Kurosaki Ichigo, where your concerns lie?"

She simply scowled at her lover and with that she stormed off. She emerged from her enclosure to find she was alone in the middle of Aizen's throne room and Aizen walking through the Garganta.

As the walls to her prism were coming down, both Kanzen and Ulquiorra were sucked back into the void.

Ichigo and Kenpachi stared at the spot where their swords clashed, then they looked back up at each other. Pulling his Zanpakutō away quickly, lest Kenpachi get any ideas, Ichigo began to fume.

"Ooooooaaahhhhhh!" he screamed slicing Zangetsu repeatedly into the sand around him. "C'mon man, this is bullshit!"

Kenpachi raised his eyebrow at the little punk having a temper-tantrum. He walked over to him and chopped his throat with the side of his hand. Ichigo dropped to the sand.

"Would you shaddup!" he yelled. "This just means more fun for me, HA! HA! HA!"

Choking and holding his throat, Ichigo grimaced at the insane Shinigami. Then, getting to his feet, he looked in the direction of the palace. 'What was he in for now?' he questioned himself. He searched the area for Orihime's reiatsu.

"Hey, Kenpachi, who else came with you?" he asked.

"Pfft, I told them I didn't need anyone else, but no one listens to me," Kenpachi lamented.

When Ichigo stretched his senses further he could feel the other spiritual pressures of Captains; Unohana, Mayuri, and Byakuya. He was also able to feel Chad and Rukia's as their spiritual pressure began to stabilize. Deciding to regroup with them Ichigo turns to leave.

"Well it seems my group is doing better, I'll go ahead to them and we can make our way into the palace for Orihime," he states.

Kenpachi just gave him a bored look, when suddenly a deep, sensual, baritone could be heard throughout Las Noches. It was the greatest threat, Sōsuke Aizen.

"Can you hear me my dear intruders? I congratulate you on defeating so many of my Espada. As a reward I'll tell you our plans. We are about to enter the World of the Living."

"No way! I thought he couldn't do that until Inoue restored the Hōgyoku with her special abilities," exclaimed Uryū, as he and Renji are treated by Mayuri.

"Where is Inoue right now!?" yelled Rukia standing with her nii-sama.

Aizen spoke again:

"I initially brought Inoue Orihime here to lure and trap you, as I have already done. She is in tower 5. You are invited to try to take her back, however I've decided to keep her. Her abilities really are wonderful. While her power to reject all manner of phenomena greatly over steps the bounds of what a human should be able to do, I have found her recent developments more intriguing. Leader's in Soul Society understood just how great her power is, and her potential. I have decided to make her my Queen, after creating the Ōken. There will be plenty of time to fight you, my friends, after we're done with everything else."

Aizen made his way to the World of the Living only to be confronted with a fake Karakura Town and the Gotei 13 of Soul Society.

"We've made it in time," the Sou-Taichou said.

"In time?" Aizen asked. "I know its fake, it doesn't matter. I'll kill you all here, and then create the Ōken in the real Karakura Town, within Soul Society." He called his top Three Espada, Coyote Starrk, Baraggan Louisenbairn and Tier Harribel. Then he turned his attention back through the Garganta to the throne room of Las Noches. "Until then... Las Noches… is in your hands… Ulquiorra."

With a crash a hand appears by the throne. Smashing through the dimensional barrier, Ulquiorra is freed.

"Yes, sir," Ulquiorra answered in his mono-toned voice.

Both men eyed each other through the Garganta. Arrogance was shining in the brown eyes, while in the green eyed man, one could very clearly see, annoyance and… jealousy.

Feeling Ulquiorra's presence, Ichigo turns to Kenpachi.

"Kenpachi, you say my job is to protect that town right?" Ichigo asks. "But, that's not true. My job is to protect my friends." Then Ichigo promptly leaps into the air. His aim… Tower 5… Orihime… and to his vengeance on Ulquiorra.

"Come, Kurosaki Ichigo," says the new king of Hueco Mundo, Ulquiorra Cifer.
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