THE HEART

Chapter Four : The Lust

   I envy because of the "HEART"

I glutton because of the "HEART"

I covet because of the "HEART"

I am prideful because of the "HEART"

I sloth because of the "HEART"

I rage because of the "HEART"

Because of the "HEART"

I Lust for everything about you

-ULQUIORRA CIFER-

Chapter Four:

  "By sharing your feelings towards other and to your friends before your deaths, you humans are able to put yourselves at ease. It's a form of instinct that prevents you from falling into the pit of fear and despair. In reality, it is impossible for people to truly share their feelings. It's simply a human delusion".Ulquiorra said,starring straight towards Orihime.

      "Maybe it's impossible to feel exactly the same way as another person, but it's possible for people to care about one another and to place their hearts as close together as they can manage. I'm sure that's what it means to make your hearts as one".Orihime calmly utered those words to him.

   "Hearts, you say? You Humans are always so quick to speak of such things, as though you carry your hearts in the very palms of your hands. But this eye of mine perceives all. There is nothing that it overlooks. If this eye cannot see a thing, then it does not exist. That is the assumption under which I have always fought.

    "What is this "heart"?..He ask orihime...

"If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there???..

   "If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?"...

    "Are You Afraid of me Woman"????...

Again Orihime softly whisper to him."I am not afraid.Ulquiorra."!!..

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(Tatsuki Pov:)

     One feeling that was not part of Orihime Inoue's belief system.Any person, soul, shinigami, hollow, human, or arrancar who know Inoue Orihime knew this.It was not a part of her nature.

     Regardless of how barbarously they handled her, how much they mistreated her, not once did she bring out Tsubaki- her only way of offense.

Not once did she fight back.

It was in her thoughts.

      How could she react so severely to someone- human or not- who had never felt love or friendship, and probably never would?.

     She understood her position, and decided that, even in her position, she was blessed.

    Blessed to have nakama who were risking their own lives to rescue her and the others from this loathsome place.Arrancar were desolate.

    Hollow shells shaped into bodies and given voices and minds, simply to carry out Aizen Sosuke's orders.

    She knew that.Orihime knew it.

But she did not understand.

      Couldn't they see there was more for them out there then just violence and hatred? That they could find their own purpose instead of just tools for Aizen? Or at the least, couldn't they sort out the difference between right and wrong, Between Humans,Soul Reaper and Hollows.