AN: Hi, this is my first fanfiction. I have loved reading everyone else's versions of these two but have decided its time to put my own out there. At first it will be pretty much canon and so it might be a little boring, but you gotta start the relationship somewhere! My language is English so my usage of Japanese words might be off, feel free to tell me if I get it wrong, but I like adding it in there. I dont really want to be critiqued on how you think the story should go because this is actually for me and what I want it to be, but since I enjoyed seeing into everyone else's heads via their submissions, I thought I would share with you. So please no flaming. You can just avoid reading me in the future if you dont like :) I do plan on taking this story past the Arrancar arc where it will become more my own story but I will do my damnedest to keep them all in character. Anyways, there will be some cussing and lots of lemony goodness so dont read if you arent into that stuff. I cant guarentee it wont be explicit because well I like that kinda thing ;) By the way...thoughts are in Italics, spoken words are in Bold.

*And by the way...I do not own any of the characters in Bleach. That belongs to Tite Kubo. Who should get it together and bring back Ulquiorra already so I dont have to resort to writing my own ending. Cuz he usually is way better at it. Till he killed off Ulquiorra. OK. Not repeating this every chapter.*

Chapter 1: The Arrival

As the cloud of dust caused by their arrival cleared, he surveyed the lush park before him with disinterest. How dull, he thought, but at least it was better than the endless waiting that was life in Hueco Mundo. Not that Ulquiorra Cifer, the cuatro Espada in Lord Aizen's Arrancar army, really cared. This mission offered only a limited chance that he would get to utilize his skills. At his side, the behemoth Espada diez, Yammy, began to complain about the mission as he walked to the edge of the crater they had created. The curious townspeople of Karakura Town were peering over the edge wondering if a meteorite had fallen. Of course, the immense reiatsu that had flared with the arrival of the Espada had caused every spiritually aware being in town to feel as though the earth was shaking as the atmosphere pressed down on them. They immediately began rushing towards the source.

He could sense that Yammy was becoming agitated by all the unintentional stares. The non-spiritual humans couldn't see him of course, but as always he became irrationally irritated. He opened his mouth and began to suck the souls out of the humans. A few blocks away, a rather brawny teenage boy and a curvaceous girl with long lush auburn hair were hurrying towards the Arrancar. They were each special, able to feel and see spirits. Suddenly in front of them, a middle aged business man dropped limply to the ground as they witnessed his soul being forcibly taken from his body. The teenage girl became distressed and tried to stop and help but the boy informed her that he were already dead. She turned her head from the lifeless body and willed herself not to cry. She needed to be strong now. They continued to rush towards the source of the overwhelming reiatsu. The boy asked the girl to stay out of the fight once they got there. She was saddened by this but she agreed not wanting to be the hindrance she usually was.

Yammy coughed and spit as he finished consuming all the nearby souls. Nasty, he sputtered.

Naturally. There's no way such thin souls could be tasty, Ulquiorra replied disinterested as he came to stand at the edge of the crater. Ulquiorra sighed as he reminded Yammy that they were only there to kill one soul. I've heard that there are at most three people in the real world with reiatsu levels high enough that they could actually put up a fight. The rest are just trash.

As he spoke Ulquiorra perceived movement to his right. His reptilian eyes slid over the dark haired girl struggling to get off the ground. Yammy sneered at her and demanded to know if this was the one they had come to find. Ulquiorra sighed at Yammy's inability to use pesquisa to sense the level of spiritual pressure in others. He casually dismissed her as trash. Yammy grinned as raised his immense foot to crush the girl. He was surprised to find his attack blocked by a tall, muscular dark haired boy wearing a strange black and red armor on his right arm. An auburn haired beauty stood protectively in front of the girl Yammy had been about to crush.

From the moment of the two humans' arrival, Ulquiorra noticed only the girl. He had never seen such a stunning female in either Hueco Mundo or the Living World. In fact, Ulquiorra had never thought a woman to be attractive; he barely took notice of the female Arrancar that followed him around constantly, offering themselves to him until he was forced to crush them with his spiritual pressure just to get some peace. But this girl….he could not tear his eyes from her. Her hair was an interesting color of reddish-brown and she wore it long with two hibiscus flower hairpins holding back her bangs. She wore what he recognized as a school uniform that should have been conservative, but on her was almost scandalous. The white blouse was form fitting, showcasing her rather large breasts and the grey skirt was short, offering a tantalizing view of her long lean legs. She was slender but with the curves of temptress.

He heard the boy call out. Inoue, stay back and take care Arisawa like we discussed. Inoue? Was that the girl's name? He glanced away from her, almost relieved, to hear Yammy wondering if the boy was the one they were looking for. Chastising Yammy again for his failure to utilize pesquisa, he deemed the boy also trash. With a powerful blow, Yammy sent the boy flying through the air. Ulquiorra glanced back towards the girl to see her run towards the fallen boy screaming his name. The boy's right arm was completely crushed, almost torn off, a bone sticking out through the skin as blood soaked the ground below him. As the woman cried for her friend, Yammy asked if the woman was also trash. Ulquiorra closed his eyes, thinking of the unsettling feeling this question gave him.

Yes. She's trash he quickly stated before anyone could notice his pause. He didn't know what odd spell this woman had cast on him, but anything that took away his focus needed to be eradicated.

Yammy smirked as he stalked towards the girl weeping over her friend's body. As he moved to crush her with one of his enormous fingers, he suddenly encountered some sort of glowing blockade in front of the girl. He was confused but pushed down harder seeing the shield begin to crack. As the shards of the strange shield fell away the girl stood glaring at him in such an intense way that he wasn't sure how to proceed and just looked dumbly back at her. Ulquiorra was also staring at the girl, his usual stoic expression masking the confusion he felt inside.

Soten Kisshun the woman called out and an oval shield of light formed over the injured boy's arm. As the Arrancar watched curiously, the boy's arm began to mend until there was no sign of any of the damage Yammy had inflicted on it. Ulquiorra wondered what type of healing this was. No, this was something else, he thought. She's either reversing time or manipulating dimensions. This is something I have never seen before. Starring straight into her grey eyes, she stared right back at him, almost challenging him.

You are a strange human, onna. Ulquiorra told her. Time seemed to stand still as the girl stood over her friends squared off with the two Arrancar.

The girl looked confident on the outside, but inside she was telling herself to hold on. To hold on till her friends could save her. No! I always rely on them. I have always been a burden to them. I don't want to be this time. She stretched her slender arms out before her, palms up and called out Tsubaki. As Ulquiorra watched her, a small light was called forth… From her hairpins? The small spear of light flew towards Yammy who easily caught it and crushed it. The girl's calm cracked as she appeared devastated over the loss of whatever she had sent flying at Yammy. Why does my hollow hole seem to ache when she looks like that? Ulquiorra wondered, completely disturbed by the influence this girl was having on him. Yammy interrupted his thoughts to ask again what to with her, if perhaps Lord Aizen would want her. Seizing upon the opportunity to rid himself of the girl, he quickly told Yammy to kill her. As he said the words, he felt a sharp pain in his chest but ignored it as Yammy moved to crush her.

As he watched the strange girl about to meet her end, a teenage boy with orange spiky hair suddenly appeared before Yammy and used his sword to block the attack. Ulquiorra quickly noted the boy's appearance. He was wearing the standard shinigami uniform called shihakushō which consisted of a white kosode ,a black kimono and hakama, and a white obi sash. His rather large sword was obviously a zanpakuto, the spiritual weapon used by the shinigami as well as the Arrancar. With a sudden burst of reiatsu, the boy tranformed with his bankai. At the mention of bankai, Yammy scratched his head and glanced towards Ulqiorra for directions.

Orange hair, black bankai. There is no mistaking it. This is our target Yammy. Ulquiorra replied, the girl momentarily forgotten. Yammy engaged the soul reaper only to be blocked. The boy quickly flipped over him and in one move sliced off Yammy's right arm. Calmly, looking almost bored, Ulquiorra analyzed the boy as he continued to overwhelm Yammy. He was surprised that the shinigami had cut through Yammy's hierro so easily, but even so he concluded that this boy would not be of any threat to Lord Aizen's plans.

As Yammy became enraged, Ulquiorra taunted him, asking if he needed to battle the boy in his stead. He couldn't fathom why the behemoth was becoming so emotional during a fight. Yammy went to draw his sword as Ulquiorra ridiculed him for needing to use his Zanpakuto on a runt. At the mention of a Zanpakuto, the soul-reaper's eyes widened in surprise and he finally paused to take in the strangers' appearances. He noted the broken hollow masks they wore and the holes in their chests. He suddenly seemed to be battling some force inside him. Yammy took the opportunity to kick the soul reaper to the ground and then step on him. Suddenly the girl, who had retreated, called out desperately for the boy and ran toward his fallen body. Yammy backhanded her so hard she flew back several yards where she lay unconscious. Ulquiorra felt that now familiar ache in his chest at the same time that the shinigami cried out for the woman. Yammy continued to hit the boy who still seemed unable to fight back. Ulquiorra was deep in thought. The boy's reiatsu is fluctuating widely. When his reiatsu is low its inconsequential. But when it's high….it's greater than mine. Ulquiorra narrowed his eyes. What is going on here?

As Yammy went for the killing blow, he was blocked once again. This time in his way stood a man in a black haori, a green striped hat sitting low shielding the view of his face, only the shaggy blonde hair sticking out from the hat and the stubble on his chin visible. At his side was an unusual woman with dark skin and purple hair pulled into a high ponytail. The man with the hat apologized to the young shinigami for being late. Yammy's face was a mask of confusion and irritation that someone had gotten in his way once more. As he lunged for the pair the purple haired woman used a single hand to fling him to the side. The woman flash stepped in front of Yammy and proceeded to beat him into the ground. Ulquiorra watched impassively as the pair went to check on their fallen comrades. Yammy shook off his stupor and determined to turn the stupid bitch into ash he stood to deliver a cero. He opened his mouth and fired the red ball of energy point-blank at the purple haired woman who was leaning over the fallen girl. A massive fireball rose from the scene as Yammy cackled wildly, sure of his success. But when the smoke cleared, it was evident that the man in the striped hat had deflected the cero with his sword.

How…how did you block my cero? Yammy stammered.

It was easy. I simply negated it with an attack of my own. Would you like me to demonstrate it again? The man smiled coldly. Sing Benihime! A red light of energy barreled towards Yammy when abruptly Ulquiorra appeared in front of the attack and repelled it with a wave of his arm. As Yammy smiled down on his counterpart, Ulquiorra slid his gaze to him and then slammed his arm back into the giant's gut sending him to his knees. Ulquiorra was sick of Yammy's reckless behavior. How could he not realize who the newcomers were?

This is Urahara Kiskue and Shihouin Yoruichi. At your current level you would be unable to defeat them. He flatly told Yami before turning his back on the group and slowly walking away. We're leaving. He flicked his wrist and the sky ripped open forming a gargantua, a portal that led to Hueco Mundo. He felt like rolling his eyes as the woman, Yoruichi, attempted to goad him into another fight. As if he was running away. With something almost similar to a smirk on his usually stoic face he turned back to her. Two could play that game. He enjoyed taunting the pathetic group by pointing out the obvious advantage he would have when they were willing to divide their attention to protect the worthless trash around them while fighting.

Our mission is complete. I will report to Aizen-sama that the shinigami he has his eyes set on is nothing but trash that isn't even worth killing. With that, the two Arrancar disappeared into the void.

A/N:Ok so like I said, kinda boring, no real interaction between the two but he noticed her...this was pretty much straight canon but I will start focusing on the pair if I can only get them together first! So bear with me. I mean how can she notice him when at this point her head is stuffed with thoughts of Ichigo all the time!