Author's Note: I'm not quite sure on the rating on this one. ;_; So I apologize if I got it wrong and misled you! Onto business, I'm aiming towards a two-shot here but I'll see how it goes, first. Anywho, enjoy this UlquiHime fanficღ

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Tite Kubo.

It was quiet, solemn; not a thing was stirring. Except for maybe a certain pair, leaning against a door, seemingly entwined. He had just come to take her back to her cell, but for some reason they had ended up in this inadequate yet satisfying position. He liked the feel of her soft, voluptuous body against his. She made him feel more than he ever thought was possible for a being such as himself. At first, she hardly caught his interest as she was their prisoner and her abilities were barely mediocre. He assumed she would be pathetic and weak; a liability. He never believed he would be terrifyingly wrong.

He had just placed a simple kiss to baffle her and in no way did he think she would return it. Hesitant, yet anxiously, did she place her hands on his shoulders and kiss him full on. He saw she was completely red in the face and most likely had her supposed heart racing. Although what threw him off was the fact that he did not stop her. In fact, he wrapped his arms around her waist and brought her closer to him. He molded their bodies together without pulling away from her kiss. Instantly he felt a charge of chemistry, passion flowing through them. Their slow, sweet kiss soon turned into hot, intense kisses that burned and left the other wanting for more.

Her hands somehow found their way in his tussled hair and his hands roamed her body as well. When she pulled away for air, something he didn't really have the need for, he left trails of kisses down her face, down her neck, to her shoulder, each blazing more than the other. She made noises that he was strangely desperate to hear more. As he bit into her shoulder she threw her head back and arched her body closer against his. He didn't miss her cry of pleasure. He wanted to explore her even further if only he could tear their clothes into shreds. Their specific clothing wasn't so common here; it'd be a waste to mutilate them.

He felt her small hands tightly fisted in his uniform, tug his face towards her. Curious, he leaned into her and she timidly caressed his face. He felt her hands trace the dark lines dripping down from his eyes and he closed his eyes. Amazingly, it felt soothing and calmed down their previous lustful actions.

Sadly, realization dawned on her.

"Isn't this wrong?" Her whisper was lost in the darkness. His eyes flickered open while she sadly gazed at him. The tears came gushing out and she pushed him away. "This wasn't supposed to happen!" She cried confused and lost within her emotions. It irritated him that he was pushed away after their moment no less. Damn, she knew how to ruffle his feathers. He slammed both hands on either side of her upon the wall. She refused to meet his eyes. "For once, you say something right. This was not supposed to happen, girl. And, yet, I did not see you reject it but accept it." She flinched not wanting to hear anymore of her betrayal. Fingers roughly grabbed her chin and forced her to see him.

"Please, let go of me…"She pleaded as her salty tears streamed down her face. "I will only ask you this once so listen well." He sighed heavily. "Do you want me to leave?"

She froze at his question. Leave? But it seemed like he would be gone forever. Immediately she hurled herself forward into his chest, and gripped onto his uniform. With her body barreling towards him coming as a surprise he didn't have time to react. They crashed to the floor but he managed to land upright.

"I don't want you to leave." She replied tentatively. That was all that mattered then, right? He hugged her in return; it still felt awkward to him. These emotions were raw and new to him but he would try his best. He helped her up and she grasped onto his hand to make sure he would not go away. If he was able to laugh he would have.

"And even after all that, you still hang onto me?"

She didn't respond but squeezed his hand. Lord she was stubborn. "Girl." She released his hand unwillingly with a frown.

"Say it."

"You're giving me orders?"

"I want you to say it."

"I shall not leave you, girl."

She could have sworn he smirked at her. "Girl?" She demanded with a raise of her eyebrow. He wondered how she became so demanding…

Seriously, she could get under his skin. "I will not go away, Orihime."

"Thank you…" She murmured to herself after Uqluiorra had left her room.

She looked out the only window in her room that brought her light. That damn light reminded her of her current situation. Orihime collapsed on the ground with fresh tears. This was oh, so wrong but it felt so right. She didn't want to let him go but it could never truly be. He had to know that as well.

But for once, couldn't she hope it would be right in the end?