• A curse.

    Such a dreadful thing for those who have experienced the life of another….

    The life with a mother and father. Going to school. Family outings. Friends to play with, and all those sorts of things. This was the life Ulquiorra Schiffer never had.

    His life, could you even consider it using that word…life.

    His curse brought something more into contradiction then what seemed reality. Although to a mere mortal, he was nothing more then a figment of their imagination. He had no meaning to his existence.

    In this beastly form, he would ponder the human realms. Rolling a stone to the top of the hill, only to have it roll back down every time. No meaning, no point, because it could never be completed.

    This….was Ulquiorra's curse.

    A demon cast away from the depths of hell, for a reason he couldn't comprehend. To live in the human realm in this….beastly form.

    The sun, his greatest enemy….causing him to hide away during the day.

    The angels from heaven, his second greatest enemy….they would hunt him down, during both night and day to eliminate him.

    His life had no meaning but he couldn't give it up. But why? There was one small thread of hope for him.

    Satan himself…as he cast Ulquiorra from hell told him one last thing. As the portals were ripping though, pulling the demon in, Satan had said, "This is the end of your life here. Destiny has made it clear, you are not of us. You will be sent to the human realm, where-" His word were cut off by the gushing winds that were consuming Ulquiorra into the portal.

    Everything went dark, the last words heard were a mere whisper. "a girl…she will reject it---" Those where the last words this demon had heard.

    That was 2 years ago, and still, Ulquiorra was wandering the human world, in search…of what he thought could be a girl. To do what? He didn't know exactly.

    He would go from town to town, traveling only at night, resting during the day, hiding from the angels, and in search of…a girl.

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    In the depths of a forest, in the hollow of a tree, laid a monster. His wings, folded back, and his glowing eyes, peering into the darkness

    The sun had just set, it was time to go on the run. Stealthily, he crept out of the tree and spread his magnificent black wings. It was time to travel yet again. The angels were hot on his trail, and his stomach craved for human souls.

    Taking a deep breath of air, he set off, traveling at great heights, his wings lifting him off the ground.

    From afar, he could see the lights of a small quaint town. He could almost taste it, the taste of a soul. He eyes contained that pure predatory look, as the winds blew his hair about.

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    "Bye Bye Tatski!" Orihime waved to her best friend. The two had just enjoyed a day of shopping at the mall and going out for ice cream.

    For the rest of the evening, the auburn haired girl had dinner with her best friend's family and watched a movie together. It was a lovely day, those that you wish could never end, but of course it did.

    "Are you sure you don't want me to walk you home Orihime?" Tatski called back from the frame of her door.

    "Oh no, it's alright." She stuttered out, "Thanks for hanging out today."

    A smile tugged it's way at Tatski's lips, "Anytime…." At that, Orihime began walking into the night. Once she was out of sight, her dark haired friend closed the door.

    Dressed in jean shorts and a green shirt with the designs of floral on the lower right hand, Orihime walked down the oh-so familiar streets of Karukura. During the day, it would have been an easy and enjoyable task.

    At night though, it was a different story. She wasn't the type of person to be accustomed to something as the night. It was just in her nature, in her personality, to enjoy the brightness off the day.

    Although Tatsku had offered to walk with her, she didn't want to burden her with having to take care of her with something as simple as…walking her home per say.

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    Ulquiorra was following a gang from the empty sky. Although he always craved the soul of a pure human, he had heard stories that being around one would always tugg an aching pain around his hole placed neatly where his heart should be.

    The word….was a concept he didn't believe. For these past two years, he's been around humans and heard them use that word. A heart.

    ---"I love you with all my heart." She would place her hand on her chest.---
    ---"Just follow your heart and you'll know what to do." He pointed to his siblings chest-----"I believe it with all my heart." ---

    How could one item, mean so many things? He didn't understand, nor did he believe. His life was the opposite of the meaning it held, if it held any at all.

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    There were three men. Three ruggedly men….three impure humans. But what is he to judge. He's probably the most tainted being that had ever existed. His taste buds craved for nothing like him. The total opposite, he craved for a pure soul.

    The kind that had no fault, the kind that produced an irresistible aroma that could cause your mouth to water, the kind that could keep you satisfied the longest, and the kind that he had never been confronted with.

    In hell, a few demons had told stories when they faced one. Their hallows would ache, they would be unable to breath, and their entire body would freeze. It was probably the most pleasurable and painful experience possible.

    What would happen if they actually did consume a pure soul? No one knew besides the devil himself.

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    After about ten minutes, Orihime had found herself at a dead end in the darkness of an alleyway. She began to lose her cool. Everywhere she turned, she heard noises, evil laughter. The moon even appeared to be against her, hiding itself from behind a cloud. Her main source of light, was cowering away.

    "Look what we have here."

    She gasped and spun around at the sound of the voice.

    "A Loli traverler."

    Another person said. Orihime's eyes widened.
    "It's our lucky day then. We'll share her. I call her first."

    A person walked into clear view from the darkness. Two more men followed behind. They were dressed in black and had the stench of alcohol. The young girl cringed as they made their way ever so closer towards her.

    Her knees knocked as she took a step back, only to be met with that dead end. The three men got closer, as the mumbled dirty things, causing Orihime to nearly gag.

    "Oh man, look at those breasts. It's almost big enough for all of us at once."

    "Don't be a fool. She's mine." He licked his lips. The other had a predatory glint in his eyes.

    She couldn't run, there was no way out. She was trapped, like a bird stuck in a cage. Before she knew it, she was pressed against the wall, the man in the middle had her body against his.

    She felt something hard extruding from his groin press against her. "Oh god." She rasped, struggling to get him off of her, but it was useless. She could barely see anything, the moon was still hidden, as one of his hands crept up her sides.

    Orihime felt her whole body fill with disgust. He had her pushed against the wall, as she thrashed about, trying to get him off of her, the man only grinned. He lashed out his tongue, revealing that disgusting scent of alcohol and smoke.

    His tongue made contact with her neck. "P-please no!" His hand slid under shirt. She was about ready to scream when---

    A gush of wind swarmed around the two, a dark eerie figure stood behind the scruffy man. Orihime was able to peer behind him to see this creature. Her eyes widened at the sight of wings.

    "Hey, who are you?" One of the threadbare men called out. The creature spared him a glance only before lashing his tail out at him, strangling him till not even a breath of air was able to find its away into his lips.

    The beastly creature drew him closer, and breathed in his tainted soul. His body dissipated to nothing but ash. He turned to other man and did the same.

    Orihime was barely able to make out what was happening in the darkness, but as the creature turned to face her and the man that still had her pressed against the wall, she was able to see a glint of light in it's eyes. Almost like a snake, an owl. Almost like being faced with a demon.

    The ragged man finally released his hold on the young girl and pulled out a knife. "Who the ******** are you?!"

    Almost instantly, the creature appeared before him.

    The moon finally reappeared, shedding it's light onto this creature. Orihime's silver orbs tripled ten fold. It's wings, its eyes, it's hair, the skin color, gaping hole in his chest, the fur, the tail. She could do nothing but watched terrified as the creature struck the man, causing him to lose hold of his knife.

    The next moment, the demon had this man's neck in his grasp. He held him, clasping his grip tighter, all the while the human gasped for air. The creature brought the man closer to his face. Unhurriedly, he shut his eyes as his lips parted, breathing in this human's soul, until he was nothing but ash in the air.

    Orihime watched this happen, fear tainting her eyes. No, it wasn't fear, it was something else…

    Her head tilted upwards to face this creature, as it turned to face her.

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    Ulquiorra has just had three souls. The taste, was dreadful, but substantial. It lingered on his tongue as he felt another presence still there. He turned to face it.

    It was a human girl. The light from the moon, which, poured over his back, lightened up her heart shaped face, her fiery tresses, and shimmering silver orbs. She was looking up at him, fear contaminating her pure eyes.

    No, it wasn't fear. Ulquiorra was able to mark it as….gratitude. 'I see..' he inaudibly thought. He had just saved her from these three men, but…..that is not something destiny could accept. He would devour her soul as well, and leave.

    His hand reached out to take a hold of her neck, as he took a whiff at the aroma, extruding from her soul. He froze…his eyes widened…he couldn't move.
    "This is…." His eyes locked with this human girl's.

    Confused mixed with gratitude. His hand was still reached out to her, but he was unable to pull back, he was unable to move.

    Orihime watched this creature's expression change as his hand extended towards her. Did he want her to take it? She couldn't think clearly. The moon's light was leaking from behind him, engulfing his whole being, while she could only stare up at his everlasting orchid green eyes.

    Hesitantly, she reached her hand out to his.

    Ulquiorra only watched in terror as the human girl's hand was reaching ever closer for his.

    'No…No…No…No!'

    Her soft fingers made contact with his, almost immediately, this coursing feeling made it's way through his whole body. A pleasurable feeling, all coming from this light touch…he wanted more…

    That was until the feeling reached his hollow. He cringed in pain, The feeling was streaming around the edges of his hole, an anguishing feeling began to overpower the pleasure, and still, he was unable to draw back.

    "D-don't…" He began. Orihime watched the emotions play about his expressions. Pleasure and Pain.

    Then he began speaking, her fingers still touching his.

    "Don't Touch me!" He was finally able to regain his ability to move and immediately swiped her hand away. The human girl blinked in surprise.

    His magnificent wings spread, about to take off. Ulquiorra eye's met hers one final time.
    Silver met green.

    And he was gone.