So I know I have a two in complete stories but I kind of wanted to start this one. I think I'll make this my main one to focus on. And this is not a Yuri story so don't even think that it is. I was inspired by a drawing on deviant art to write this story. Hope you enjoy!

Byakuya "Nii-sama" – Oldest son (32)

Kaien "Onii-san" – Second son (30)

Shuhei "Nii-san" – Third son (25)

Renji "Ren-nii" – Fourth son (20)

Hanataro "Onii-chan" – Fifth son, older twin of Toshiro (17)

Toshiro "Aniki" – Sixth son, younger twin of Hanataro (17)

Rukia "Kiki-chan" – Oldest daughter, only daughter, youngest sibling (15)

My Paramour: Chapter 1

The rays of the sun were shining down on the house at the very end of the street. Its fresh gold coloring gave the white paint of a perfect picket fence some extra dimensions. Within this quaint little house there were counters filled with frames after frames of family graduations, trips to the beach, birthdays, and large family mile stone events. Each one consisted of many people shrouding the inner workings of the boarders, cramming to be in the photo. Only six of them held two individuals. And in those six, they all had one thing in common:

One girl

Light filled the small room. The pastel colors began to vibrantly gleam around the walls and floor. As the beams hit the lids of a young girl in her bed, she made a small grunt and buried herself a little deeper under the warm cotton sheets. Thinking about how early in the morning it was, she shifted over to her back. Her eyes began to slowly flutter open before she noticed several familiar faces looming over her body.

"Morning Kiki-chan!" A young boy exclaimed.

Her eyes shot open at the sight of all her older brother's crowded over her small form. They all stared at her intently, each with their own trademark smile gracing their features. She shot up from her bed and looked at them each in the eye. Her shocked expression gave them amusement.

"What are you all doing here?" She exclaimed.

"Ah, Kiki-chan," a tall red headed boy sighed, "This is where we live."

She shook her head in disbelief, "No Ren-nii, you don't live in my room."

There was a simultaneous chuckle in the crowd. One short, blue eyed boy however rolled his eyes at the response, "I told you we should have waited outside of the door."

"Ah, but then she wouldn't be able to see the cheery face of her Aniki this fine morning," a large spiky haired male bellowed.

Rukia put her hands over her ears at the sound of the booming laughter, "you're too loud Onii-san." When he finally finished with his laughing fit, Rukia looked over to her side to be face-to-face with her smiling Onii-chan.

"Hanataro," A stoic figure called out, "move to side, Rukia can't see the time."

A flustered, Hanataro shifted himself to the other side of her bed. Giving him a nod in gratitude, she looked over to the clock. It read '6:57'.

"Ah," Rukia scratched the top of her head, "Nii-san…"

A gruff looking man with a 69 tattoo looked at his baby sister eagerly. "Hm?" he hummed.

"What time does school start?"

He looked at her quizzically and thought for a moment. Facing her once more he said in a hushed tone, "7:30…why?"

In the pregnant silence, the others turned their own heads to look over at the clock themselves. As realization took over, they all frantically began to scramble around the room like little flies over food. Rukia rushed to her closet to grab her school uniform while shouting for everyone to leave her room. The house was in a ruckus to be ready for their day. Byakuya was struggling to tie his tie in the mirror, Toshiro and Hanataro were fighting over their lone bathroom sink, Shuhei was in the kitchen trying to put together a few slices of toast, Kaien tripped over a stray box in the hall trying to grab the car keys, and Renji was dumping random books into his bag. As they all stumbled out of the house and piled into a beat up used van in the garage there was shouting everywhere.

"Kaien, I'm the oldest, I'm driving," Byakuya stated coldly.

"Yes but I was the one who bought the car so I'm driving," Kaien snapped back.

Everyone could see the sparks flying between the two. The air was tense and slightly uneasy.

"It doesn't matter!" Rukia exclaimed hurriedly, "Nii-sama, just let Onii-san drive. I'm going to be late for my first day of high school!"

The last stamen caught their attention as Byakuya reluctantly slid into the passenger seat. A smug look was shown on Kaien's face as he shoved the jingling keys into the key hole. They backed out of the drive way and started down the long and straight road. Rukia smiled as she stared out the window. She watched as her surroundings changed from suburban housing to cafés, restaurants, stores, and apartments. Kids running around in their messed up school uniforms, couples taking a stroll on the concrete, and passing stray cats filled the little town. She could feel the jitters and butterflies in her stomach as she knew the school was coming up close.

She had been so nervous and excited at the same time that she hadn't even noticed herself bouncing a bit. Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she tore her gaze away from the streets and looked over to her Aniki. He flashed a reassuring smile that seemed to calm her down a bit.

"You'll do fine," he told her, "If you're worried about making friends, don't be. Just be yourself." With another quick grin he looked back ahead. Rukia let slip a small, uneasy smile and gazed out the window once more.

As the van pulled up to the front gates of the school's compound, Rukia was the last to file out of the vehicle. Once the cool morning air hit her bare knees she shuttered and wrapped her blazer tighter around herself. This caused for a quick glance from all of her brothers.

"You sure you'll be alright Rukia?" Byakuya asked. Though his face was still stoic and words lacking any emotion, they all knew he was feeling nothing but concern.

She gave her Nii-sama a soft look and smiled. "I'll be just fine." Then to everyone else, "No need to worry about me guys."

The wind blew through the air as some students stopped to stare for a moment at the scene happening in front of the gates. Feeling the glares and stares they were getting, Toshiro cleared his throat.
"We should be going," he said.

Hanataro suddenly appeared at Rukia's side and his cheery voice became loud and clear, "Come on Kiki-chan, your Aniki and Onii-chan will take you to the gym for opening ceremony!"

As they all said their short goodbyes, Rukia was soon led through the crowd of new students. The hoard of people suffocated the air around them. Finally making their way to the front doors of the gym, Toshiro was on his toes trying to look over the students who were obviously much taller than him. Pointing in one direction, he yelled over the noise, "I think first years are seated over that way."

Quick exchanges of hugs were given before Rukia made for her conquest to the first year seating's. Finding an empty seat to be situated in proved to be much more difficult than she imagined. Heads were facing friends, asking how break had been. Others were looking amongst the bundle of people coming, trying to find old friends.

There was one vacant seat up in the second row off to the edge. She made her way there and sat down pulling her book bag to the front of her lap. She sat there waiting for the opening ceremony to start.

Looking at her new classmates, she studied a group of girls all huddled around each other. In the center seemed to be one girl who, the first thing Rukia mentally slapped herself for noticing, was graced with a plentiful amount of cleavage. Her long auburn locks fell gracefully over her shoulders, the smooth contours of her cheeks to her chin seemed so natural, and the large and heart-warming smile that easily fell across her face seemed like it was meant to be there always. To put it shortly, she was gorgeous; probably one of the most gorgeous women Rukia had ever seen. There was innocence to her that seemed to just be alluring, a feeling of safety.

In the midst of the group's laughter, the girl and Rukia had locked eyes for a moment. Rukia could feel some heat rising to her cheeks and twisted her body back to face the front of the gymnasium. Grabbing onto her chest, she could feel the burning of longing. She longed for ease to laugh around simple girlish jokes, to blush at the mention of a boy's name, foreign concepts of gossip.

The large hall began to quiet down as the principle took his spot at the front of the podium. During his opening speech, Rukia could not concentrate as she fantasized about recreating her stand here at this school. With a silent agreement to herself, she slipped on a mask.

"Aright class," an overly enthusiastic teach stood before her class of fresh new students. "I am Ochi-sensei, and I'm not like other teacher's here. I am much cooler so don't feel hesitant to come up to me on the streets and say hi!"

She feverishly wrote her name on the board for everyone to see before facing the class once more. "So why don't we all get to know each other better. What I want you to do are stand up, say your name, your family background: like pets, parents, sibling, what middle school you went to, and…" she tilted her head a bit as if trying to grasp a thought that was just floating in the air, "and why not a hobby you enjoy doing."

Ochi-sensei skipped her way to far left column of the class and pointed to the first person. "We'll start with you and work our way down the columns."

With a much bored look, the student stood up and began his introduction. Rukia sat unmoving at her desk and kept a hard smile on her face. She listened intently to everyone's introductions and mentally took note of the things most of her female peers were doing. She noticed some twirling of the hair, a little bit of biting at the lips, and a popular habit, the ending was always "please take care of me."

When it was time for her to introduce herself, she slowly stood, not to seem too eager too nervous.

"Hello," she began quietly at first, something most of the girls were doing, "I'm Kuchiki Rukia." She gave an uncomfortably large smile to the whole class to see. Again, this was a common female habit. "I live with my six older brothers-,"

She was cut off by mummers in the classroom. She supposed it was only natural for them to act that way considering most of the kids were either only children or only had one to two older or younger siblings.

"Ah! Kuchiki, you must be Hanataro's younger sister! When I had him two years ago, he could not stop gushing about his cute baby sister!" Ochi-sensei mused. This caused the whole class into an up roar of laughter. It took a bit of time before Ochi-sensei could quiet them down. She gave Rukia an apologetic look and motioned for her to continue.

With a tense chuckle she did, "I was home schooled for the last two years by one of my older brothers but before that I had been attending Rukongai middle school. A hobby…" Rukia paused to think. Naming her true passion seemed to be out of the question in this situation, so going with her second favorite thing to do was alright to say. "I enjoy the arts."

Nodding her head in approval, Rukia slumped back into her chair. Then as the student behind her began to stand as well, she widened her eyes in realization. "Take care of me!" she blurted out. The class was silent for a moment as Ochi-sensei shook her head, "That was unnecessary Kuchiki-san. Go on ahead."

A blush crept onto the contours of her face as she slunk lower in her chair. Taking a quick glance over to the beauty in her class she hoped that she hadn't noticed the outburst, though it was most unlikely. But to Rukia's surprise, the girl was not paying any attention at all to the things happening in classroom. Instead, she had her gaze right out of the room watching as second year boys made their way to their first period of gym. Her focus on one in particular was so great that she didn't even notice it was her turn to present herself.

"Ah," she stood up frantically, "I'm Inoue Orihime, I live with my older brother, Sora, I went to Karakura middle school, and I like to cook!" she finished quickly and bowed deeply, "Please take care of me!" she straightened out and flashed a natural and large smile before sitting down. Even in her hurry to finish she had a certain girlish elegance to it that Rukia amazed at. But just as fast at her words, that smile on Orihime's face vanished at the notice of the absence of a certain second year.

It wasn't long after that that real class started.

"So how was it?" Toshiro asked monotonously on their walk home from school. Rukia hadn't had much luck with fitting in with her peers but wouldn't allow that detail to slip her mouth.

"It was fine, everyone seems very nice." She stated casually.

"What do you mean by 'seemed'?" Toshiro lifted a brow at the word.

"Ah, Onii-chan, you told Ochi-sensei about me?" Rukia changed the topic of focus.

Hanataro looked at his little sister with an apologetic smile, "Sorry, Kiki-chan, I couldn't help myself. You were so cute at the time."

"At the time?" Rukia did her best to look offended and playfully smacked her older brother in the arm, "How about now?"

Toshiro rolled his eyes as Hanataro stuttered out a response, "You are still very cute Kiki-chan."

"Good save," Toshiro prodded his twin in the side.

The moment that they opened the gate to their home, the door slammed open revealing four very nervous looking young men. In simultaneous breath of air, they all asked Rukia about her day. Rukia laughed at the childish act of her older brothers and began to push them all inside. As she was closing the door, she noticed a few houses down at the corner of their street, a familiar looking second year entered into his own home.

End Chapter 1

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