A/N: This a new fiction that I've had in mind for a while now and it just wouldn't go away so I thought I'd bring it to life for you all. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think please. This chapter was inspired by the song 'My Immortal' by Evanescence. It describes Byakuya's feelings perfectly….in my opinion anyway. Hope you all enjoy. ~Love Shy W.

~The Cop and the Call Girl~

Chapter One

~Tea Bags~

Rukia tried in vain to cover her face as she walked past the rent office on her way to her apartment hoping that her landlord would not spot her.

She was almost home free until she heard Mr. Eji's brash voice call out her name. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around to face the older man.

"Come on Mr. Eji, can't you just cut me a break this month? You know I'm good for the money," Rukia pleaded with her relentless landlord knowing he was about to attempt to collect her rent for the month.

"Every month same excuse Rukia. Pay you next week Mr. Eji. Pay you tomorrow Mr. Eji. I short fifty dollar today Mr. Eji. No break this time. I run business and you bad for business Ms. Lang. I need rent no later than this Friday….no excuse…no exception. You no pay, you out on street!"

The landlord replied in frustrated broken English as he pointed his index finger in Rukia's face.

"Okay fine! I'll have the money Friday", she huffed at the nearly bald aging man.

"You better. I serious this time. I kicka you out on street no remorse."

The man reiterated.

"Yeah, yeah I hear you."

She muttered softly and walked with the pace of a turtle towards her one bedroom apartment.

0o0o0o0

Tokyo Metro Police Department…..

"Hey Kuchiki, got a minute."

Gin Ichimaru's ever smiling face said from the doorway as he poked his head inside of Byakuya's office.

"If it's another homicide case then the answer is no and don't you ever knock."

The stoic and abrasive Captain of Homicide replied coldly as he glared at Gin through emotionless gray eyes.

"Why would I knock knowing you'd probably just ignore me anyway and no it's not another homicide case."

"Then state your business."

Byakuya said indifferently as he read through the most recent homicide case file adorning his desk which involved a wealthy stock broker.

"So forward and to the point tsk, tsk. I wanted to see if you'd like to go out with me and some of the guys this Saturday for drinks at that new bar down town that everybody's raving about. A change in scenery could do you some good".

"You know very well that I don't mix business with pleasure Captain Ichimaru. Aren't you about to go undercover in narcotics anyway?"

"Yeah and what better way to celebrate than with my buddies. I don't know how long I'll be under for this time. You know you're going to miss this pretty face around the office and what if something happened and I got killed in the line of duty. You'll be knee deep in a bottle of brandy thinking about how you didn't go out with your old college friend before he bit the dust."

Captain Ichimaru smiled jovially at his co-worker and best friend.

"Don't flatter yourself and the answer is no I'm not going out to some bar to get drunk with you and your friends. Now get back to work before you're fired and then you won't have to worry about going under cover, you'll be going to the unemployment line."

Byakuya responded coldly as he flipped through several papers on his desk.

"Ha, ha, ha don't be such a party pooper. You could actually meet a girl. You know like the opposite sex and you could possibly….wait for it….wait for it…..get laid."

Gin teased with a smile.

"My sex life is none of your business Ichimaru. If I were you I'd be worried more about my job because while you're in my office all gong-ho about going to some bar where you could get pinned with a statutory rape case, there's no telling how many vehicles are ridding up and down the streets of Tokyo trafficking drugs at this very moment."

"Very funny, my friend but that responsibility is for the patrol division, but speaking of statutory rape, you know my girl could hook you up. You need to get laid like yesterday. How long will it before you jump back into the saddle man? I mean look at you. You're a good looking guy. Six foot two, long black hair, in damn near perfect shape, so why the hell aren't you bagging a different chick every night?"

"Because I'm not interested in bagging a different chick every night. I've got more important things to do", he said coldly as he flipped through pictures of the homicide crime scene of the stock broker.

"Are you gay? I mean because if you are that won't affect our friendship. I'm a whatever-floats-your-boat kind of guy", Gin threw his hands up in seriousness.

"No, I'm not gay Gin. I'm just not interested in getting drunk and having one night stands with women I can barely remember names the next day. I'll let you and Shunsui have that honor", Byakuya replied indifferently.

"Hmm, well I'll tell you why you're not out there sowing your wild oats like you should be", Gin ignored Byakuya's reply.

"It's because you scared", Gin continued.

"Please tell me Dr. Phil, just what am I afraid of", he asked nonchalantly as he read through his victim's autopsy report.

"Rejection. Plain and simple as that."

"Oh really and you came up with that theory how", he asked as he laid the file down on his desk and looked up at his friend giving him an icy glare.

"Hisana. That broad messed you up man….and that is my theory in a nutshell"

"You have no idea about my relationship with her and her name has no place in your mouth Ichimaru", Byakuya cautioned casually.

"Okay fine but just answer me this, are you still in love with her after all this time", Gin asked as he raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

"No. I gave up loving her the day she signed those divorce papers without even looking me in my eyes", he lied coldly with a straight face because it taken him far longer than that to finally stop loving his first wife.

"Well then stop romancing this God forsaken job and have some fun for once in your life man! You're married to this place! You need to get out there and tea bag a dame or two", Gin said as his eyes widened just enough to show Byakuya his deep blue irises.

It was now Byakuya's turn to raise an eyebrow in curiosity.

"How do you 'tea bag' a woman", he asked seriously.

"Tell me you did not just ask me that? It's when a man puts his testicles delicately- okay, okay forget about that! You don't look like the tea bag type of guy anyway but you need to get out, get some fresh air, and for heaven's sake…have hot steamy sweaty stinking sex with some random chick! God knows you look like you haven't had any since the dissolution of your marriage", Gin remarked with his nose turned up in the air.

"Yet again Gin, my sex life is none of your business. I go on vacation this Monday. I'll get plenty of fresh air then."

"You're so stubborn it's crazy. Alright if you won't go out for drinks with me…then here", he said handing Byakuya a business card.

"What's this? Secret Pleasures Escort Service," Byakuya read out loud emotionlessly.

"It's my girl's number and don't pretend you don't know what she does. Give her a call and she'll hook you up with someone you can let off some steam with and besides, what kind of friend would I be if I continued to stand by and watch you blue ball yourself to death", he smirked deviously.

"You do realize we're officers of the law and that this is illegal….right?"

"Only if we get caught and I don't plan on getting caught, besides, it's not like she's Heidi Fleiss or something. Now no back talk Kuchiki, as soon as you get the chance give her a call but keep your paws off of her, she's mine. I don't share Rangiku with anyone…..not even you", he warned the smile completely gone from his youthful face as he glared as his friend.

"Whatever, get to work before you're fired", Byakuya advised stuffing the business card on the inside breast pocket of his suit jacket.

"Yeah, yeah. Hey, did you get with Captain Zaraki over in Assault and Battery? He was saying something about an assault case that could be related to one your homicides", Gin changed the topic back to their occupation.

Byakuya immediately stood up from his desk and walked over to his office door standing in front of Gin.

"You should have started with that information first Ichimaru. Sometimes I wonder how you've managed to stay employed for as long as you have", Byakuya said coldly.

"When you've got a face as handsome as mine, nothing is impossible."

"Which tells me you weren't exactly hired for your intelligence or your skills", Byakuya teased emotionlessly.

"Hey I'm the best narcotics officer in the division, besides old man Yamamoto wouldn't have made me a captain if I weren't", Gin grinned brightly back to his usual self.

"It only makes me question the Chief's judgment", Byakuya retorted impassively.

"If we hadn't been friends for so long I might have been offended by that remark."

"I'm sure you would be. Don't you have a drug raid or an interrogation to conduct?"

"I've got an interrogation. I'm letting the perp (perpetrator) marinate for a while and then I'll swoop in for the kill….no offense."

"None taken. Now get out of my office", Byakuya said as he opened the door and watched Gin step through with himself following, both men heading in opposite directions inside the busy Tokyo Metro Police Department.

0o0o0o0

Rukia sighed as she placed her pile of bills on her small kitchen table. Rent was due and Bill Collectors were calling it seemed every hour on the hour. On top of all that, she was dealing with cut backs on her job at the Deli Shack, not to mention her father's room and board at the nursing facility that housed him.

She was up to her ears in debt and every second that ticked by seemed to make it much worse.

She sat down at the table in one of the two matching chairs and proceeded to take her shoes and socks off.

She began to rub her aching feet tenderly as she glanced over at the pile of bills staring back at her.

"You're never going to go away are you", she asked the numerous envelops as if they would dignify her with a response.

She sat back in the chair and ran her hands through her short black hair as she contemplated her predicament and the resolution to it.

The sound of keys rattling at her door brought her out of her thoughts and she got up to open it for the only person she knew was on the other side….the only person who had a key to her place, her best friend Rangiku.

Rangiku Matsumoto was a tall voluptuous woman with honey blonde wavy long hair and ocean blue enchanting eyes. To Rukia, she was a knock out and any man that laid eyes on her was smitten with her immediately. She could charm the rattles off of rattle snake and look damn good doing it.

"Hi Rangiku", Rukia greeted as she opened the door for her friend.

"I thought you had to work at the hospital tonight", she added to the woman who was like a sister to her and who worked part-time at the Deli Shack with her.

"Hi yourself Ruki. I do and I'm so glad you're home. It's unusual for me to work on a Friday night at the hospital but I couldn't turn Isane down when she asked me. You know those sad eyes of hers just breaks my poor heart to pieces. So I'm going in to work her shift", she said as she handed off a bag of groceries to Rukia.

"What's this", Rukia asked as she gazed down into the bag.

"It's food. You know how you forget to get groceries for yourself every now and then. So I, Rangiku Matsumoto, your bestest friend in the whole entire world, did you a favor and shopped for you", she smiled as she pulled Rukia into an unsuspecting hug after she had deposited the bag of groceries on her kitchen table.

"Alright spill it. What kind of favor do you want me to do for you in return", Rukia asked knowing her friend well enough to know when she needed something from her.

"I need you to man my hotline tonight. Please, please, please, please", she pouted with her bottom lip poked out.

"Rangiku", Rukia whined her friend's name.

"Is there no one else you can get? I hate that line of work you do and you know it", Rukia continued to whine.

"I only have sex with Gin, everyone else I just spend time with. You'd be surprised how many lonely handsome men there are out there in the world not looking for sex. They just want someone to pass the time with…no strings attached and no expectations. Besides this keeps me from having to work two full time jobs as opposed to two part time jobs so I can finish nursing school", She explained nonchalantly.

"Come on Ruki, please. I have no one else to do it for me. Orihime is out town with her new boyfriend, and besides, I don't get calls on a Friday night anyway. I can guarantee you no one will call. My clients all call on Thursdays for weekend reservations. Come on Rukia, you owe me this one favor and I'm calling it in now", Rangiku said as she looked down on Rukia with pleading eyes.

When she put it that way, she couldn't deny that her friend's sleazy business had gotten her out of many financial jams that she couldn't count on ten fingers.

What kind of a friend would I be I couldn't help my best friend out in her time of need? A really shitty one. She answered her own silent question.

"Okay, okay I'll do it but if someone calls I'm going to tell them you are no longer in business", she said seriously as she held her hand out for the cell phone that was Rangiku's escort service.

Rangiku planted a light friendly kiss on Rukia's face and she wiped traces of her nude lipstick from her cheek not offended in the least because that was just how Rangiku was…..touchy, feely, and huggy without even realizing it.

"Thanks a bunch! Here you go and if you have any problems call me at the hospital", Rankigu rushed to give her the cell phone so she could depart her friend's apartment before she changed her mind.

"Yeah, yeah. How in the world do I manage to always let you talk me into something stupid", she rolled her eyes upwards as her friend scurried from her apartment.

"You love me baby, simple as that and with a face like mine what's not to love", Rangiku yelled as she jogged away smiling without looking back.

"Why do I have the ominous feeling that I'm going to regret this", she mumbled to herself as she closed the door to her apartment and leaned back against it throwing her head backwards in thought.

0o0o0o0

Byakuya unlocked the door to his two bedroom lavished, spacious condominium and stepped inside.

He closed and locked the door behind him, shed his suit jacket, and tossed it on one of the four chrome and black bar stools in his kitchen at the bar counter.

He tossed some case files on his coffee table and then unbuttoned his white dress shirt and unfastened the cuffs on the sleeves.

He let out an exasperated sigh and glanced around the empty room wishing that the sweet aroma of a prepared meal and the sensuous smile of a woman greeted him at the door instead of the emptiness staring back at him.

For eight long years he'd been celibate and a bachelor and now it was finally getting to him.

Day in and day out he left his empty home only to return with it in the same state…..neat, tidy, and empty save for the expensive décor which didn't warm his bed at night.

With that thought, he walked into the master suite of his condo and shed his shirt depositing it in the clothes hamper in his large walk in closet.

He proceeded to shed the rest of his clothing and he placed his gun, its holster, his police badge, and handcuffs on his night stand next to his California king bed.

He then made his way to his golden marble tiled bathroom which was easily large enough to fit twenty people.

He walked over to the glass encased shower and turned on the hot water preparing to cleanse his muscular frame from head to toe.

As he stepped inside the shower, he immediately let the water cascade over his head wetting his midnight hair in the process and he began to think on his open homicide cases and his lonely life as he tilted his face up to the wide shower head.

Ten minutes later he was standing in front of his bathroom mirror with a towel hung low around his waist preparing to shave. The man who stared back at him held cold gray eyes and no hint of emotion on his handsome chiseled facial features.

What he wouldn't give to have a woman pressed against his back, her hands splayed across his chest and her cheek pressed against his shoulder. What he wouldn't give to have her sweet scent surrounding him.

Are you going to continue being lonely and not do anything about it Byakuya?

He continued to glare at his reflection and slowly he lifted the razor to his face shaving off the dark shadow of hair covering the bottom half of his face.

Another ten minutes later, he was back in his kitchen dressed in only a pair of loose fitting jogging pants and pouring himself a small glass of brandy.

He began to sip leisurely on the strong smooth alcoholic beverage as he walked over to the sliding glass doors of his balcony.

He stood looking out at the nearby high rise buildings as the sight of scattered apartment and office lights speckled his view of Tokyo's most grand skyscrapers.

How he would love to be enjoying the view with the company of a woman but his busy job didn't afford him the luxury of dating to find some to suit his needs….or so he told himself over and over again as an excuse.

He clenched his jaw and walked back into his kitchen. He walked around the bar and retrieved the suit jacket he had carelessly thrown on one of the bar stools in haste in when he'd gotten home.

As he picked up the jacket, the business card from his conversation earlier with Gin slid out of his breast pocket and onto the oak wood floor catching his eye.

He bent down and picked up the card reading the words silently as he held it between his thumb and index finger.

What harm could it do? I'll just call for someone to keep me company tonight, no sex, just conversation and presence. There's nothing illegal about that…..right?

With that thought in mind, he walked over to the couch in his spacious living room, sat down, and grabbed the cordless telephone sitting on the end table and proceeded to dial the number listed on the business card.

0o0o0o0

Rukia bust through the door of her apartment for the second time and locked it behind her once she was inside.

She took off her tennis shoes and socks placing them near her front door and proceeded to her kitchen preparing to microwave herself some dinner when her home phone rang.

"Hello."

"Hi Ruki. It's Rangiku. Just wanted to check in on you. How'd everything go with your dad today?"

"You know…the usual. He kept thinking I was mom and by the end of our visit he just stopped talking and stared at me until I left. Every day I see my father grow further and further away from me and there's nothing I can do to stop it", Rukia said choking back tears.

"Alzheimer's is one hell of a disease and I hate to see you going through this with your father Ruki. Is there anything I can do", Rangiku asked sincerely like she always did.

"Unless you can make these bills disintegrate into thin air, then the answer is no."

"I could totally do that. Just get me a lighter but…..unfortunately it'll just be a physical burn honey. The debt will still be there my friend", and she heard Rukia let out small laugh.

"Say, has anyone called the hotline? Nelliel said she'd cover for me if anyone called."

"Well I took the cell phone with me and no one has called…..thank God."

"Good if someone does call, Nell's number is located in the cell's contact list. Take the information and call her. She'll know what to do from there….and tell her if she stiffs me out of my twenty percent this time…she's gone. You got that", Rangiku said more forcefully than necessary.

"I've got it. Now get back to work before your fired and this little illegal operation of yours goes bust", Rukia cautioned.

"It's only illegal if you get caught darling and I don't intend on getting caught. See you tomorrow love", she said cheerfully and hung up the phone.

Rukia placed the phone on its receiver and returned to the kitchen to rummage through her freezer. Just when she was reaching for a Hot Pockets box the infamous hot line rang.

She stopped mid-reach and glared at the phone in disbelief with her mouth hung open in an o shape.

After the third ring, she sauntered over, picked up the cell phone pressing the answer button.

Okay Rukia, get it together. I think I'm supposed to sound seductive….right?

"Secret Pleasures. H-how may I help you", she asked as seductive as she could manage.

"Hello. I would like to acquire your service for the night", the male voice said on the other end of the phone.

He sounds handsome. He probably has the face of a gorilla. The ones with the nice deep voices usually do.

"Hello, are you there", the male voice said thinking the phone had disconnected.

"Yes, yes I'm here. Let me get your address and your name please", Rukia asked.

"You may refer to me as Mr. Kuchiki and my address is seventy seven hundred Karakura Way. Apartment eighteen ten in the Karakura District of Tokyo.

Rukia wrote the name and address on the back of an envelope containing one of her numerous bills.

Hey isn't that where Tokyo's most prestigious and wealthy socialites live?

"Okay I've got that. Did you have any questions that I could answer for you", she asked.

"Yes, how much is your service a night", he asked.

Umm how the hell should I know! Okay think Rukia! If you were a high priced prostitute how much would you sell your body for?

"It's a thousand a night", she rattled the figure off the top of her head.

"Alright can you describe this thousand dollar woman who will be entertaining me tonight", the man asked.

"Sure Mr. Kuchiki. Her name is Nell and she's five foot nine with long wavy turquoise hair. Her eyes are champagne hazel. She's curvaceous with full luscious lips. She has an hour-glass figure and she tends to blush a lot", Rukia described as she cradled the phone with her shoulder as she spoke but giving the caller her undivided attention at the same time.

"She sounds like a bimbo", the man said unenthusiastically.

Rukia couldn't help but giggle out loud at his remark because as much as she loved Nelliel, that was exactly what she was.

"Sounds like she'd suit you perfectly for the night Mr. Kuchiki."

"I'm not looking to spend my evening with some bimbo whose I.Q. is no higher than two", he said seriously.

Rukia immediately ceased her laughing and cleared her throat.

"What are you looking for then Mr. Kuchiki?"

"Someone who's real and who can hold a conversation. I know that your business is about fantasy and fiction but I just want someone who's down to earth and real….not some chalked up playboy model type. I'm not into superficial women. Tell me….what do you look like", he asked unable to hide the curiosity in his voice about the woman he was currently speaking with.

"Me? Umm, I'm short, five foot one. I have short black hair cut about two inches below my jaw line. I have violet eyes. I'm petite and not curvaceous like Nell. I'm totally not what you are looking for", she tried to convince the caller.

"You sound perfect to me. What time can you be here?"

"Whoa….whoa, wait a second buddy! You….you want….me?"

"Yes. I want you."

"I'm sorry sir but I can't entertain you because…..umm….I …I'm not working tonight. I'm manning the phone line", she tried to sound as if she had the day off from Rangiku's sleazy business.

"I'll pay you double."

"Sir I can't. I'm not really-"

"I'll pay you five thousand dollars but you have to stay the weekend with me."

Whoa five thousand dollars! Is this guy serious? He can't be? I mean he must be joking….right? On the one hand, it could take care of my rent and my father's room and board at the nursing facility for the next two months.

"Are you looking for sexual gratification from me sir?"

"No. Just your company and your conversation", the caller said coldly.

Rukia glanced over at the pile of bills littering her kitchen table and in that moment her mind was made up.

Five thousand dollars just for company and conversation! He must have the face of a gorilla to be this desperate. Well, gorilla face or not I could definitely use that money. Sorry Nelliel but I've just been offered an opportunity that I can't afford to refuse.

"Miss, are your there", the caller asked after a long pause on the other end of the line from the female.

"Yes, I'm here. I was just….thinking."

"I will not offer any higher than five thousand dollars."

"You won't have to because I accept your offer. What time do you want me to come and what should I bring", Rukia asked softly.

"I want you here as soon as possible and just bring yourself."

"Alright but I have get something to eat. I'm starving and I haven't eaten all day."

"Can you cook?"

"Yes."

"I have food here. You can prepare us both a meal. I too haven't eaten all day".

"Alright then, I'll see you in about twenty minutes."

"Wait, what's your name", the male caller asked and Rukia pondered on whether or not she should give up her real name.

"It's…..Winter. My name is Winter", she lied thinking of her favorite season.

"I'll see you in twenty minutes Ms. Winter. Good bye."

"Good bye Mr. Kuchiki."

When she heard the phone click signaling the caller had hung up and she expelled a lung full of air that she didn't even realize she had been holding.

Sweet heaven's you just sold yourself to some strange guy you've never met for five thousand dollars! I guess desperate times call for desperate measures.

0o0o0o0

Byakuya sat on his couch listening to his iPod stereo docking station. The song 'My Immortal' by Evanescence was playing and the smooth sound of the female's voice echoed throughout his condo. He closed his eyes thinking of his marriage to Hisana as the music streamed harmoniously through his ears.

He was twenty and she was barely eighteen when they married. For Hisana, it was obligation to her parents on their arranged marriage. For Byakuya, it was responsibility and duty to his royal lineage as the next in line to become head of the Kuchiki Family.

They had been young and both eager to please their parents, neither of them willing to cause dishonor or disgrace upon their family names. So when they were forced to marry at the urging of their parents, they both became duty bound to fulfill their parent's wishes.

Byakuya could still recall Hisana's sad eyes as she kneeled next to him on their wedding day and everything inside of him was screaming to stop the wedding and say to hell with it all, but disappointing his parents was something he was not willing to do.

They went through with their nuptials and from that day forward it was the beginning of the end for them.

Byakuya tried to give the marriage everything he had, he'd even come to love Hisana but she would never reciprocate his feelings and as time passed she became cold and distant towards him.

The light in her blue violet eyes faded the longer she stayed married to him and just a year into their marriage, they were sleeping in separate bedrooms.

She avoided him at all costs, and he tried with all his heart to stay clear of her. Who would have known that her obligations and his responsibility and duty would be their down fall?

Five years into the marriage and Byakuya had decided that enough was enough. He couldn't continue to stand by and watch her barely tolerate being in the same room with him so they sat down and agreed to dissolve their union.

Their parents were disappointed needless to say, but they couldn't deny the unhappiness and discontent in their children's faces as the years passed, so they granted the divorce without challenging their decision.

Byakuya renounced his inheritance, went to college, obtained a Master's Degree in Criminal Justice while working as young patrol cop, and that was that….until his parent's restored his inheritance and became fully supportive of his personal decisions.

So here he was doing what he enjoyed with a bank account the size of Japan itself and no one to share it with.

He wanted to open his heart to someone out there but it was as Gin had said earlier, he was afraid of rejection. Hisana was the only woman he'd ever truly loved and watching her die a slow death in a marriage with him, made his skin crawl to think about how she merely put up with him because it was her obligation to do so.

Eight long years he'd thrown himself into his job with only a title as captain to show for it. He'd pushed away many people in quest to get Hisana out of his life and his system and now, here he was resorting to calling an escort service because he was too much of a coward to actually hit the dating scene.

Maybe it was because he never really knew what to say to a woman. Coming from a royal family one didn't put themselves out there like that. He'd always been quiet and reclusive and most females tended to be put off by his standoffish cold demeanor. Hell, maybe that was the real reason he couldn't make it work with his ex-wife. In his heart he'd loved her, truly loved her but showing her was two different things.

He was just about lost in the music and his thoughts of the past when a knock sounded at his door. He glanced down at his watch.

Exactly twenty minutes later. She's punctual...that's a plus.

Byakuya eased off the couch gracefully wearing only jogging pants and a t-shirt. His iPod shuffled to another song….'Kiss of Life' by Sade as he walked over to the door.

When he opened the door, he found a dark haired woman with her hands tucked into the back pockets of her form fitting jeans and her back to the door as she looked down the hallway of his condominium building.

"Winter", he called her name softly.

Rukia turned around and when her violet eyes collided with slate gray, her mouth fell open in disbelief.

This could not be the guy on the phone who wanted company for the night.

He's freaking gorgeous! Totally not the gorilla face I pictured!

Byakuya visibly frowned down at the woman. He too was in disbelief though it didn't show on his handsome face.

This woman, she resembles Hisana!

"Mr. Kuchiki", Rukia questioned as she glared up at the man with her heart in her throat.

As Sade serenaded Byakuya's condo, he and Rukia only stared at each other. Rukia in disbelief because of Byakuya's good looks and Byakuya in silent shock because Rukia resembled too closely to a woman it had took him years to purge from his system.

This can't be happening to me! Anyone but her! Damn!

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