Inspired by all the ByaRuki fics already out

Hopes it's to your taste

Boy Interrupted

It was in the late hours of the night. Silently, he sat on the bed next to her. His eyes marvelled over her body. Black lacy tights with rose detail caressed her slender legs. An incredibly short black skirt barely left room for imagination. She wore her usual black Victorian blouse. You could almost see entirely through the chiffon fabric. A black bra was poking through it. Oh, she knew how to tease. Her chest rose up and down and she breathed heavily almost panting making her all the more seductive. Her locks slightly dishevelled; wild even; fitting her feisty personality. Byakuya widened his eyes as he caught the sight of the neck exposed by a few loose buttons. Creamy almost white slender skin was fuelling his desire. He leant down hovering over the sensitive area savouring her sweet scent.

'Rukia,' he purred. His voice was dripping with seduction.

She moaned softly at the sound of his voice and shuffled slightly. A little smirk escaped him knowing she was probably enjoying even the slightest of his touch.

Naughty girl


'Grimmjow-sama!' the brash young man crashed into the posh restaurant. Stumbling over his own feet he lost his balance and tumbled onto the table; smearing over the food.

'Renji! What the fuck do you think you're doing!' Grimmjow demanded ignoring that the level of his voice was attracting the other customers' attention.

He yanked Renji up by the collar, 'I'll give you 10 seconds to disappear from my sight before I wipe the floor with you!'

'Sor...sorry, Grimmjow-sama, but I have something important to...' He trailed off his sentence. Not because he was dripping with what looked like tomato sauce. Not because everyone in the room was gaping at them. But it was the deadly rage emitting from Grimmjow's eyes.

'I don't give a rat's arse! Can't you see that you're...interrupting?' Grimmjow nodded over to Orihime who was all the while sitting quietly at the table despite the ruckus.

'Inoue-chan? Why are you here? You here with Grimmjow-sama?' Orihime blushed at the obvious. Renji could really be quite dense at times. At first she thought he was being sarcastic but no, he was just simply a block-head.

'It's Valentine's Day. Why the hell do you think she's here with me at a romantic restaurant?! Now get lost!' Grimmjow practically threw Renji towards the doors. 'Fucking mixed-blood.'

Embarrassment overwhelmed the girl but her great shyness told her to stay out of the confrontation. She knew Grimmjow all too well. There was simply no stopping him when he was infuriated. Besides, he was only angry because Renji ruined their night. He was angry because it was important; she was important to him.

'Bu-bu-but, Grimmjow-sama, I-'

'Listen, you moron,' he hissed, 'if you don't leave this instance, I'm going to lose my temper. And you know what happens when we lose our temper, right?' Grimmjow's blue eyes were glowing with rage. The evil inside him was clearly evident.

'You don't want things to turn bloody now, do you?'

Panic wrote over Renji's face quaking through his entire body.

Now, I truly am in Hell


'Rukia,' he whispered again but a little softer this time.

Now straddling her, he gently stroked her face as he inched closer to her neck. He took in her scent once more before eventually stroking his tongue along her neck. She jerked and slowly opened her eyes. A dark shadow was weighing her down and scratching at her neck. Realising what was happening she opened her eyes wide and pushed against the weight. Strong as he was he barely moved a muscle.

'Kuchiki, what the Hell are you doing?' her voice was firm. She knew what he was trying to do. All she hoped was that he would not bother her, at least not tonight.

He pulled back and pushed his face into hers. His eyes flirted with hers. 'Rukia, I'm hungry.'

'Go elsewhere. I'm trying to sleep.' She looked so uninterested even if the most handsome man was openly trying to seduce her...again.

'Oh, but Rukia, you know we're not allowed to just eat anywhere we please. We have rules to follow, no?

'Whatever,' she turned away slightly already bored. Consumed by all the alcohol she drank moments ago, she had no energy to argue. Her head was spinning and she could hardly move.

He smirked again. Seeing her turning her neck to face him; practically inviting him. He moved and started kissing her neck.

'Kuchiki,' she hissed.

He noticed the formal name she addressed him with again. She seriously has become cold and distant lately. I'll soon find a way to fix that...

His tongue slithered across her neck before he finally sunk his fangs into her. She stifled a groan at the pain. Then he began to suck on her blood greedily and she winced at the slight pain. The sooner she filled his hunger the sooner she could be rid of him.

He stroked her face as he continued to drain her energy. Her blood tasted so sweet. Instead of quenching his thirst it increased his desire. It was a desire; a hunger for her. His touch began to travel downwards.

Rukia, only you can make me feel this way. Why? Not even I know.

As a vampire, your thirst for blood often clouds your judgement. Often you become like beasts in order to satiate your hunger. Kuchiki Byakuya belonged to one of the five pureblooded vampire families. Purebloods were not permitted to feed on any vampires other than those who were also purebloods. It was essential to keep their bloods pure as they were the first ever vampires. Although there were not many female purebloods, practically all of them willingly offered their blood and body to him. However, he ignored them all to pursue and almost beg for the blood of this woman.

His hand slid down her arm and her side. Eventually, he chose to dwindle on her leg slowly stroking her thigh.

You do something to me.

Rukia.


His soft strokes on her legs were sending shivers within her. A small gasp escaped her lips. Why aren't you stopping him, Rukia! You can't give in now!

'Kuchiki...' she whispered. Her energy was weakening. It was time to stop. Gradually, she raised her hands but winced more as he took another bite which stopped her tracks. Her hands fell back to her sides and gripped the silk sheets as he bit harder.


He noticed her slight hesitation but he heard her slight moan. She was enjoying this but just needed more convincing so he chewed on her again.

I'm so addicted to you, Rukia. I just can't stop myself...

'I thought I smelt blood.'

Byakuya stopped drinking and sighed. How troublesome...

'Grimmjow?'

'I'm surprised you didn't sense my presence earlier.'

Byakuya sat up, still straddling Rukia and looked over to the door which Grimmjow was leaning against. Blood was smeared over his lips and chin but somewhat adding to his appeal. Grimmjow cocked his head over to see the woman on the bed still limp from the ordeal.

'Was her blood really that irresistible?'

It was true. Her blood was so intoxicating he completely lost himself in the moment. How else could he have not notice that obnoxious figure approaching. He even drank a little too much for Rukia to semi pass out. Next time he should be more careful.

'And here I thought you were feeding on one of those whores.' Grimmjow smirked. 'Think you got a little carried away though, huh?'

Byakuya turned his attention back to her. She was asleep but her puncture wounds were already healing. Purebloods possessed high power including rapid regeneration. This was why it was important to keep their blood pure or else their powers would be diluted.

'I can always feed her,' he grinned eagerly as he tenderly stroked her cheek.

'Like she would drink from you,' Grimmjow scoffed.

A wave of anger rippled through Byakuya but remained caml as per usual. 'What do you want, Grimmjow?' He could hardly contain the level of venom in his words. How dare he interrupt him and Rukia and mock him.

He chuckled to himself. Satisfied that he managed to strike a nerve with Kuchiki Byakuya. So it's true when they say the truth hurts.

How does it feel to be worshipped by every woman but ignored by the one you secretly loved? Women despise me yet I'm worshipped by Orihime. Oh, yes, I pity you Kuchiki. Or maybe I take sick pleasure in your suffering.

He chuckled some more.

And the mocking continued. Byakuya truly hated this guy. How could such an arrogant, rude, annoying bastard be a pureblood? If he wasn't he would have killed him a long time ago. But because there were so few purebloods nowadays it had become illegal to kill a pureblood. Of course, being a pureblood himself he wouldn't be killed if he did but he would be imprisoned for all eternity.

He noticed the resentment behind Byakuya's grey eyes.

If I taunt you enough to start a fight I have all the reason to finally beat the shit out of you. Maybe I could finally get my revenge you stuck up prick!

'You know she'll never be yours, right?'

Byakuya finally stood up from the bed. For some reason, those words seemed to hurt him. Rukia was really important to him. Everybody could clearly see it. Yet Rukia didn't pick up on it at all. He began to stride closer to Grimmjow as he did the same.

You're mine

'What's the meaning of this?' Ulquiorra stepped into the room.

'Stay out of this, Ulquiorra,' Grimmjow hissed.

He noticed the smudged blood around Byakuya's mouth and instantly recognised the smell. It took his entire will power to mask the anger within him.

'Aizen-sama has gathered an urgent meeting. All male purebloods must attend.' He looked at them both as neither of them stood down. 'NOW.'

'You know, I can find better things to waste my time rather than with a lower-class pureblood like you, Grimmjow,' Byaguya scoffed.

'Cocky bastard, I'll kill you!'

He went to swipe a punch towards Byakuya but his head ached in immense pain. He fell to his knees clutching his temples whilst wailing in agony.

'Uliquiorra, get the fuck out of my mind!'

'Maybe now you will decide to attend the meeting?' Uliquiorra said as he held his usual stoic expression.

'Fine! Fine!' With that Grimmjow scrambled over the floor to exit the room.


As he walked further and further away from Rukia's room his pain slowly subsided.

'Just you wait, Uliquiorra. One of these days I'll tear you apart. I'll tear all of you apart!'

He hated the fact that he belonged to the lesser purebloods. Both Byakuya and Uliquiorra were above him and so possessed greater powers than him. This was the reason why they looked down on him. It was the reason why pretty much all the other purebloods looked down on him. But he vowed to show them who was truly was superior the moment he got the chance.

Just you wait...


'The same goes for you, Byakuya,' Uliquiorra remained calm as ever but followed Byakuya's gaze.

'I'll take care of things here. Aizen-sama is waiting.'

He took one long look at Uliquiorra. Would Rukia be safe? But then his worries faded quickly. Being the teachers' pet like Uliquiorra was he wouldn't let any harm come to another pureblood. Not unless if it was for his precious 'Aizen-sama.' He headed towards the doorway.


Droplets dripped onto the tip of her tongue. A warm, fuzzy wave washed through her. A fire burnt from the pit of her stomach to the back of her throat. Her heart pumped faster telling her she was hungry.

What is this sweet taste seeping through?

With eyes wide open she saw Uliquiorra pushing his cut wrist towards her. Unable to control her animal instincts any longer she took hold of his wrist and sucked at her meal.

'That's it, Rukia, drink as much as you desire.'

She bit into his flesh to consume more of his blood and he groaned at it. He was self-trained not to show any emotion. That meant weakness. But Rukia, was his weakness.

'I'm sorry, Rukia, I wasn't here to protect you again,' he said as he stroked her silky black hair and closed his eyes. 'Forgive me, my dear.'


Hopefully you guys liked it. Currently, I'm watching a vampire manga so drew some inspiration from that. It may be a little slow but I wanted a little suspense to keep it intriguing for you. 'True love burns slow and lasts forever.'

Anyways, it's my first fanfic so welcome all reviews. Please be gentle... Ja