Es un lugar de bellos paisajes, valles, bosques y praderas. Allí viajan de un lado al otro los nómadas bárbaros conocidos como "mongoles". En ese mundo lleno de violencia, en un pequeño asentamiento esta la aldea de Orihime, donde todos sus hombres han partido, dejando solo mujeres jóvenes. Cuando arriba el conquistador Ulquiorra Ciffer para llevarse a todas las femeninas. Si Inoue no acepta su ofrecimiento perderá algo más que su orgullo.

She's happily married. She has a child. Her life is perfect. She's free of all that happened in high school. So why is she still dreaming of him? Why did she still hear his voice? Just when Orihime is beginning to think she's lost her mind, she learns why. He's still with her.

The war with Aizen has come to an end, with very surprising results. Questions left in the air as a very particular arrancar that had been seen killed is brought back without an answer to solve the riddle. Ulquiorra Cifer is back, however, not without some repercussions. The once Espada male is now a mystery to Orihime and her circle of friends. He is not human, he is not an arrancar, and he is not a soul reaper. So what exactly is he? Caught with amnesia, Orihime is forced to face the demons she thought she'd out run when leaving Las Noches, and forced to help Ulquiorra regain his lost memories. #1 UlquiHime 8/15/18

It's a UlquiorraxOrihime fan-fiction... of course. The other pairings in this story are IchigoxRukia and TatsukixRenji Orihime has been kidnapped by Aizen again, except this time Ichigo won't save her because he's dead. Since Orihime thinks she's responsible for his death and goes into a depressed state, not talking, eating, sleeping, and drinking. Six months later and Orihime has been the same. She hasn't used her Shun Shun Rikka, and, therefore, is useless to Aizen. So, Aizen is going to execute her in 3 days. Until then, Orihime is in the care of Espada number 3, Tier Harribel. Unlike any other Espada, Harribel is caring, kind, and sympathetic, especially towards Orihime. When, Harribel is comforting her, she asks her what she would like to do before to die. Her answer...? "I'd like to go on a date."

Summary: Orihime shifts next to him, her breath catching in her throat, as Ichigo finally registers the Garganta opening across town. He holds his breath as well, hope surging forward. It could be either of them, was there any reason to hope- Pairing(s): Grimmjow/Ichigo, Ulquiorra/Orihime, Ichigo & Orihime Friendship

A very long one shot fanfic I wrote for a reader as a request over at fanfiction.net. It has a nondescriptive lemon in it. Summary: Parts of her memory kept missing. Small seemingly insignificant things. She used to think it was her going insane, but when she sees him again, she knows she's very sane and that he had been with her all along. (ULQUIHIME) Don't own Kubo's Bleach nor make profit out of this story.

A short fan fiction about what Orihime experiences after Ichigo's fight with Ulquiorra. Told from Ulquiorra's POV and Orihime's POV. I feel like this is what should've happened, so don't judge me.

She was a human. He was a heartless Espada. She was a captive and he was created to kill her precious friends. Will they be able to find happiness with each other or will death come across between them. ~~~ A Bleach fan fiction that evolves on the love story of Orihime Inoue and Ulquiorra Cifer (Ulquihime). I will not turn the story that much, although there are twists but still generally based on the manga. As we all know, Ulquiorra died in the original manga so this is a tragic story. T_T ~BUT, I have a surprise ending for my readers so please do follow the story until the end. ~~~ TAGS: fan-fiction, romance, bleach, orihime, ulquihime, ulquiorra, fanfic ~~~

Visiting Hueco Mundo, Orihime succeeds in seeing the one man who died while holding her heart. Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or its characters.

She was always smiling but not until now. She stopped smiling after 'his' death, Ulquiorra's death. The smile that shines the brightest is now gone. Never to smile again, she's mourning for his death. A death that can't be replaced. 'Woman, where is the smile that you always wore? Did that smile faded, Faded until now?"