Im so so so sorry for the wait on this! Ive had a very hellish life for the last year or so, but i now have time to start back on my fanfiction. please exuse all typos and misspellings, (i wrote this on wordpad...) as always love all of you and enjoy! let me know wht you think!

Ulquiorra came into consciousness unwillingly. A bright light streaming onto his eyelids is probably what forced his brain into working. Then when his brain kicked on, the fear came rushing in. He knew he wasn't home because he had handmade blackout curtains on his windows to block out all hateful light.

He wasn't sure what to be more afraid of, opening his eyes to a hospital and very pissed of friends and uncle or to a room he had never been in surrounded by strangers. He wasn't sure which one would cause him less physical pain…uncle or kidnappers. Oh well he didn't see any reason prolonging it.

Opening his eyes let the hissing, hate filled sunlight in. It made the headache he was just realizing he had flame up and throb. Blinking rapidly he tried to get use to the brightness of the room. The ceiling above him was pain white, neither hospital or nasty desperate conman like. Without moving his head he surveyed what he could of the room. It looked like a normal bedroom, like it belonged to an average high school student.

Next his ears came on line. Soft breathing somewhere by his shoulder drew his attention. Moving his head slightly he look at where the noise was from. A mass of thick stunning orange red hair was all he could see at first. But once he got past that he could see the face resting on folded arms. It had long beautiful eyelashes and full lips and a peaceful expression. His person looked so familiar. His head throbbed harder the longer he stared at the face until he had to close his eyes and turn his head back it where it was.

Next to come on line was his body, and the pain that came with it. Pain so sharp and unexpected he couldn't stop the almost convolution like tensing of his body that lifted him slightly off the bed. A pain filled cry escaping from between his gritted teeth. Tears pooled in his eyes because he couldn't close them.

The boy beside him started awake and upon seeing Ulquiorra ran to the door and yelled something out it then ran back to the side of the bed. He grabbed Ulquiorra's face with his large hot hands and forced him to look up into burning amber eyes. For some reason this calmed him a little and his body relaxed a little but he was still making that pain filled noise. More people came rushing into the room, one banishing a syringe. A sharp pain in his leg indicated that he had been injected with something.

A slick warmth spread throughout his body forcing it to relax and making the pain subside. When he could breathe normally he looked away from those beautiful eyes to the rest of the room. There was a woman stand behind the orange haired boy who was wearing a white coat and looked like a warm healing person; she was also holding the now empty syringe so that made her the medically trained person in the room. She had long brown hair and a nice smile. Standing behind her was a girl with shocking green hair and huge boobs, looking worried. His eyes darted between them and then back up into the boys above him.

"Why is he still awake? I thought that was a powerful pain reliever? If he's still awake is he still in pain?" The boy above him asked in a quick worried tone, it was almost accusing in tone.

"Calm yourself, berry. He is probably metabolizing the medicine faster now. He's been on it long enough that his body is adjusting to it. As for him being in pain why don't we ask him? He seems to be conscious enough." The lady in the white coat said in a smooth, patient voice. Ulquiorra flicked his eyes at her then right back up to the boy.

The boy looked so familiar it hurt, but for some reason he couldn't remember him. The boy had the grace to look embarrassed for having to be told to talk the Ulquiorra like a person and not a pet. "Oy, how are you feeling? Are you hurting anywhere?" he asked in a gruff manner, a light blush coloring his ears.

Ulquiorra just looked at him for a second, "No the pain has stopped." He said in a hoarse voice made soft and scratchy from disuse. He cleared his throat and studied the boys brightening look of relief. "Could you please release my face and tell me who you all are and why I am here?"

A bright red bloomed across the boy's face as he quickly removed his hands. They all exchanged looks then looked at the orange haired boy as if to say 'well?'. "You don't remember me?" the boy said, a slight look of hurt flitted across his face before he turned to look at the brown haired woman.

She walked closer to the bed, "My name is Unahana, and I'm the doctor that's been taking care of you. Behind me is Nell, she said she meet you at the mall and you and her are friends. And the boy who has watched over you this whole time is Ichigo. He is the one who brought you here." She smiled kindly down at him. "How much do you remember of your 'accident'?"

He thought for a few minute but the last thing he remembered was talking to Grim at school. "if you are a Doctor, then my family must have been informed of my condition. Where are they?" he avoided thinking too hard about the dark swath in his memories, he felt if he poked it to hard horrible things would come out of the darkness.

"Umm. Do to some sensitive matters your uncle has agreed to only send a few…people to stay with you here. I think the one you call Grim is here somewhere…" the Doctor said, and as if by magic a commotion erupted outside in the hallway. Ulquiorra looked at the orange haired boy and saw a look of disappointment and dislike cloud his expression. The girl named Nell opened the door and yelled something out into the hall and the rucks quieted almost immediately. A few seconds later Grim came striding into the room looking every bit pissed and irritated until he saw Ulquiorra awake on the bed.

"Leave it to you to wake up the one tome I leave to find food." He growled out heading toward the bed. The orange haired boy stepped between Grim and the bed in an almost challenging way, a defiant set to his shoulders. "Move now, pretty boy, before I rethink my decision to play nice with your people." Grim's threat rolled around the room like thunder, ominous with a promise of a storm.

The boy stood his ground for a few tense moments. "ICHIGO!" the doctor made his name a sharp command. Ichigo's shoulders tensed up but finally he moved to the side, taking the only seat next to the bed. Grim stared him down for a few more seconds, then moved up to the side of the bed and took Ulquiorra's hand in his. This was uncommon for Grim because it showed weakness in front of strangers, so he must have been quite upset in that moment.

"How long have I been out?" he croaked out. Grim looked around the room then back at him, "You've Been out of it for a little more than a week." He looked Ulquiorra up and down before nodding "Your Uncle was pisses and we all got a lashing for not being there. Damn it, Ulqi! This is why we have to stay with you! Why did you ditch us? Have you learned anything from this? Next time I'll beat the shit out of you myself!" he was almost yelling by the end. He stopped himself and looked away from every one so he could gather his emotions back up. Ulquiorra squeezed his hand as best as he could and softly said "I know. I sorry Grim, I'll never ditch you again." He knew this must have really scared Grim for him to lose it like this in front of people he didn't know or trust.

Looking around Ulquiorra noticed that everyone had left but the boy in the chair who was looking uncomfortably at the far wall; he was gripping his knees hard enough to turn his knuckles white. Grim was squeezing his hand hard enough it kinda hurt but Ulquiorra didn't say anything, just let him recover. A cell phone ringing broke the awkward silence. Grim pulled his phone out and answered it. He took a deep breath as the squawking on the other end of the line go loud enough for even Ulquiorra to hear it.

"Yes, No, ok I'm coming there just keep him from being killed." Grim's voice was tired in his responses. He hung up on whoever was screaming on the other end and turned back to Ulquiorra. "I have to go save some of our guys. Apparently they were getting to mouthy and started a fight. I'm sorry, I'll be back as soon as I get this settled." He said before turning to the boy in the chair, "And you! There better not be a scratch on him when I get back or so help me ill restructure your face." His parting threat was hot and full of venom, then he whorled around and left the room.

The boy names Ichigo looked at him sheepishly before scooting closer. "so you really don't remember me?" he asked "I mean I can kinda understand, I've only know you for a few weeks." Ulquiorra stared at him blankly. "Do you remember the fight?" his eyebrows furrowed a little, "when I came up on it you were already losing consciousness. Just so you know I beat the shit out of them and they are now in jail facing several charges. God you were covered in blood and I didn't know if you were dying or worse…I couldn't wait on the police to come get you so I called one of my friends to come sit on those guys and ran you here, to Unahana, you were only like a block and a half from where I live." He was speaking quickly, like he was afraid he won't get it all out before he lost his nerve. "Luckily I went out for a convince store run and herd someone calling my name. I'm so glade I found you, I just wish it had been sooner…" he trailed off and was looking at his hands on the bed.

'So this is the guy who saved me' Ulquiorra thought as he unconsciously placed his hand on top of his saviors. Ichigo looked up at him with a startled expression. Ulquiorra tried to draw his hand back afraid he had affined him, but Ichigo grabbed it and twined his fingers in with Ulquiorra's. He stared straight into Ulquiorra's eyes searching for something. When Ulquiorra didn't try to take his hand back or look away from his gaze Ichigo's expression darkened a little and he leaned forward.

Softly he placed his lips against Ulquiorra's, gently kissing him in almost a sleeping beauty fashion. His eyes were closed and with his other free hand he cradled Ulquiorra face. He didn't know what to do so he kissed him back. He smelled amazing, like expensive clone and strawberry's. His lips were soft and hot like fire on his own. He closed his eyes as the kiss lengthened.

Just as he was starting to enjoy the sensatio, flickers of light pierced his memories. Images flashed across his mind, some beautiful and full of the beautiful boy kissing him and some twisted and full of darkness and blood. His breathing became ragged and his eyes shot open. He remembered it all. The beautiful boy above him, the searing pain of the fight. It all rushed back to him.

Ichigo pulled back from the kiss and saw his exprestion. "Im so sorry! I...i dont know what came over me. Please dont be angry!" he looked truly scared that Ulquiorra would be angry, when in truth he was anything but. All Ulquiorra could do was start at the frantic boy clutching his hand. 'What am i going to do about this.' He thought to hiself and a slow shy smile crept its way onto his face.

...to be continued...