A/N Ok here's a go at my favorite anime, Bleach and my fave movie Cruel Intentions ..yum! ok so this is IchiRuki for sure, sorry not much Rukia in this part because she isn't here yet but there is a mention. Plus I couldn't make Kathyrn a Bleach character because none fit for me...so I made her Moka from Rosario + Vampire...why not eh lol... Ok loves here goes enjoy!
Present Day Tokyo-
Ichigo Kurosaki is sitting impatiently in a chair facing his therapist Dr. Unohana. His clothes are impeccable, wearing jeans that cost more than the chair he sat on and a crisp blue polo shirt with the collar popped, his orange hair was styled so it fell haphazardly in his eyes and he had a "I'm so sure of myself" grin plastered on his face as he waited to be "evaluated" by his female doctor.
Dr. Unohana just kept writing notes in her notebook, her long brown hair in an odd braid in front rather than in the back, she was a kind woman with soft eyes. But even kind women can be pushed too far.
"Jesus Ichigo, we've been at this for six months!"
"I know," he said smugly.
"And you haven't made an ounce of progress!" the doctor shook her head and sighed.
"I know," he said again and removed a cigarette from his coat that was behind his chair.
Dr. Unohana narrowed her eyes impatiently but didn't look up, "There is no smoking in my office."
Ichigo scowls and put away his cigarette and then taps his foot rudely to show his impatience.
"What do you want me to say? That I'm supposed to feel remorse because I act the way I do? The truth is I don't."
Dr. Unohana just shakes her head and takes more notes.
Ichigo's scowl turns slightly mischievous and continues, " Look, I'm not like all the other kids in high school. I don't care about book reports and extra-credit. Teachers are idiots anyway. The only challenge out there for me is women. You see a girl you like. You pursue them. You conquer. You move on. It's exciting."
Dr. Unohana's expression remained stoic, "But you said you have the worst reputation."
Ichigo's amber eyes flickered, "I do."
"Well, don't you want to change that Ichigo?"
Ichigo ran a hand through his mop of orange hair and smirked, " Let me tell you something, doctor. Chicks love a guy with a bad rap. They say they don't, but they don't mean it. They all think that they're the ones that are going to save me. The trick is to let them think it's true."
Dr. Unohana's usually soft brown eyes flashed fierce for a moment and she said calmly, "I think that's all the time we have for today."
Ichigo leaned closer to the doctor, his eyes warm and his mouth fixed in an amused grin, "Same time next week?"
"No this will be our last session."
Ichigo seemed put off for a second and then said smoothly, "Why? I like spending time with you. You know, you're quite attractive for a woman your age. You have killer legs. Killer." he emphasized the last part.
Dr. Unohana seemed uncomfortable for a moment then said, "This is no joke Ichigo your father spends a lot of money to send you here, I'm just trying to help you.
"Don't be insecure, Doc. You're a big help," Ichigo then picked up a book of Freud and said, "He was a coke addict you know..."
Dr. Unohana's cool seemed to crack, "You think you can come in here with that cute little smirk on your face and try to work me over with charm, but guess what Ichigo it doesn't work. Not ever."
Ichigo seemed very amused suddenly and said in a low husky voice, "It works a little."
"No it doesn't. I see right through you.
"You do?" Ichigo feigned surprise.
Dr. Unohana stood up slightly to show she wanted him to leave and said in a tight voice, "I really hope you grow out of this immaturity, it will only cause you great trouble later in life."
Ichigo scowled, "Well you don't have to be a bitch about it," he sniffed. Ichigo got up swiftly from his chair and walked over to the doctors desk and picked up a framed photo of a pretty young girl and studies it suddenly.
"My daughter, Yuki." Dr. Unohana said curtly.
"Yummy."
Dr. Unohana's brown eyes went almost black, "Don't even think about it Ichigo, Yuki is an exceptional student and athlete and she is attending Tokyo U in the fall, she is way out of your league and too smart to fall for your line of crap!"
Ichigo's eyes widened a bit and he smiled slowly, "Care to make a wager on that doc?"
Dr. Unohana walked over to Ichigo and roughly shoved him towards the door, as if to say get the fuck out now, "Good luck in life Ichigo."
Ichigo chuckled getting the hint and grabbing his jacket and halfway through the door he said, "What? Are you nervous I would win that wager?"
Dr. Unohana gives him one final shove out of her office, "Would you please leave!"
After he was gone, Doctor Unohana huffed and sat back at her desk, "asshole" she muttered to herself. She sits uncomfortably stewing in her thoughts for a moment and then rummages through her desk drawer for a minute and pulls out a cigarette and lights it up. She glances at the photo of her beautiful daughter Yuki and then hits speaker phone and dials.
"Yuki, its mom."
"Hi mom." Yuki's voice sounded muffled like she had been crying.
"Honey is something wrong?"
Yuki cried for a bit then says, "He told me he loved me and I believed him!"
Dr. Unohana's fist tightened, "Who told you?"
"You don't know him mom, I'm so stupid," Yuki's voice broke and she cries harder.
"Alright honey, it will be okay just take deep breaths and step out of the circle."
"Would you cut the psycho babble bullshit mom! There's pictures of me on the internet!"
"What kind of pictures Yuki?"
"Nudie pictures what do you think!" she sobs.
Dr. Unohana's face grew red with fury, "Jesus Christ Yuki how could you have been so stupid!"
Yuki sniffed," I don't know. He was just so charming. All he did was talk about how I had killer legs and how he wanted to photograph them. Things just got out of hand from there.
Dr. Unohana dropped the phone to the floor with a resounding thud. On the floor the phone screamed "Mom! ARE you THERE? MOTHER!"
Dr. Unohana ran out of her office and down the hall just in time to see Ichigo stepping into the elevator. "You son of a bitch!"
She raced down the hall trying to catch the elevator but the doors closed just in time to see Ichigo's smug face before they closed shut.
"You are gonna pay for this you little shit!" she screamed at the elevator which was now onto another floor.
Dr. Ukitake, a dentist in the office peered out and gawked at Dr. Unohana for using such colorful language.
"Oh fuck off Jushiro!" she said to him.
Ichigo pulled his red Porche into a red zone and parked it.
"You can't park here!" a meter maid yelled at him.
Ichigo smirked and shoved a stack of money into her breast pocket and proceeded to walk up to the town house in view.
Kurosaki TOWNHOUSE - LIVING ROOM -
A enormous living room by Tokyo standards, with a view that overlooks the park. Eclectic art from around the world emphasize the Kurosaki's passion for travel. SOOK-HEE, the Kurosaki's housekeeper sets a tray of sushi in front of -
Moka Kurosaki, a seventeen year old porcelain skinned WASP with all the grooming you could want in a high society child. She sits with a forced smile on her face and listens attentively as -
Bunny Inoue, a forty year old nouveau-riche socialite talks incessantly. Orihime Inoue, her beautiful teenage daughter, sits by her side. She wears a T-shirt with a Koala Bear on it.
"I can't tell you how happy we are that Orihime is going to be attending Oakwood with you this fall. You've always been an inspiration to Beau and I on raising her. We just hope she can rise to the high standards which you've set for her."
"I'll do my best," Moka says in a saccharine voice as Sook-Hee pours a dish of soy sauce in front of her. Moka says thank you and that will be all in a foreign language and Mrs. Inoue's eyes go wide.
"What was that?" Orihime inquires with wide gray eyes.
Moka flipped some long pink hair over her shoulder and said, "I was thanking her, Vietnamese is a beautiful language."
"Oh Moka is a straight A student at Oakwood as well as being President of the French club. Listen to whatever she has to say and you'll go far Orihime."
"Your too kind (in French)" Moka flashed Mrs. Inoue a huge smile.
Mrs. Inoue ate her act up wholly, "How do you do it Moka? I mean with all the peer pressuring that goes on in high school, where do you get your strength?"
Moka smiles and says, "I know this sounds corny but whenever I feel tempted I...(Moka takes out a large crucifix) turn to God and he guides me through life.
"That's beautiful" Mrs. Inoue was in awe of this girl clearly.
Orihime leaned closer to Moka and then said in a girlish small voice, "What are the boys like?"
"Ugh...Orihime! Is that the best you can do, please forgive my daughter, she has never been in a co-educational atmosphere.
"Don't worry, it makes sense. Most of the boys at Oakwood are very upstanding gentleman, however like any school there are the occasional bad apples."
Mrs. Inoue nodded profusely, "Like your step brother Ichigo. I cannot believe they didn't expel him after what he did to the school nurse!"
"I hear she is recovering quite well," Ichigo's deep voice came from the doorway and he sauntered over to the group and took a seat.
"Nice to see you again Mrs. Inoue."
The older woman narrowed her eyes and said curtly, "You remember my daughter Orihime."
Ichigo leered at the innocent girl, "My, what a cute shirt your wearing."
Orihime blushed profusely at his suggestive gaze, "My father just got back from Australia."
Ichigo's lips curled into a smile, "How are things down under? Blossoming I hope."
Mrs. Inoue cut in, "Orihime is attending Oakwood in the fall."
"Outstanding." Ichigo kept eye raping the poor girl the whole time. And she was not completely lost on his gaze's purpose.
"What year are you in Ichigo?" the younger bosomy brunette asked.
"I'm what you call a fifth year senior."
"But I thought High school is only four years? Orihime squeaked.
"It is...unless you're a fuck up like me," with that he winked at Orihime and she blushed hard.
"Ahem..." Mrs. Inoue cleared her throat loudly, "I think we will be going now (aimed at Moka) Thanks for all your help, you truly are an inspiration."
Ichigo snorted softly at that.
Moka approached Orihime and smiled warmly, "I'll call you later and we will pick out your classes together okay dear?"
Orihime nods profusely, "Thanks Moka-san"
Moka smiled and her big purple eyes glowed, "No need for honorifics call me just Moka."
Orihime turned her big eyes to Ichigo, "Nice meeting you," she pushed up her big boobs a bit for effect.
"Ciao."
Mrs. Inoue grabs Orihime and pushes out of the room, "We are going NOW!"
Orihime follows her mother out the door and Moka closes it behind them.
"So do you plan on telling me what Mrs. White-trash and her dumb ass daughter are doing in my house?" Ichigo snipped.
Moka rolled her eyes and splayed her long gorgeous body onto the chaise and said, "I'm just taking the poor girl under my wing." Moka unscrews the crucifix she had been holding and the top part becomes a small spoon and the bottom a vial of coke, she takes a big sniff and her eyes go bright.
"The parental units called while you were out," she says.
"Lovely, how is your greedy whore mom enjoying Bali? Spending all my inheritance as usual?"
"Hopefully, though she suspects your derelict father is screwing the maid."
Moka uses her crucifix and snorts another bump of coke.
Moka eyed Ichigo suspiciously, "Whats up your ass today anyway, therapy not going well?"
"It was fine," Ichigo said and began to pace the room. "I'm sick of sleeping with these boring Tokyo cow debutantes." Ichigo walked over to where a nude Botticelli hangs. "Nothing shocks them anymore." Ichigo scratches his fingers on the nude's pubic area. "I'm beginning to think I'm losing my touch."
Moka rolls her eyes but says seductively, "Oh, poor baby. Well you can relax. I have a mission for you.
"Oh yeah?" Ichigo's eyes fix their attention now to Moka.
An image of a beautiful black haired boy in a preppy outfit flashes, he has bright blue eyes and looks very wholesome.
Moka begins, "You know Kaien Shiba, son of the illustrious Shiba family?"
"You mean the Nazi who dumped you over fourth of July weekend?"
Moka throws a sushi at him and Ichigo catches it, popping it seductively into his beautiful mouth.
"He didn't dump me, we had a parting of ways!" Moka tried to defend but Ichigo's knowing eyes stare her down.
"Alright he dumped me, happy?"
Ichigo smiled satisfied with himself.
Moka seemed to have a distasteful memory of her and Kaien together in a sexual manner and she grimaced, "I went to great lengths to please Kaien, you have no idea...Huge sacrifices were made on my part to please him."
"Swallow?" Ichigo asks amused.
Moka's eyes darkened, "What do you think?"
Ichigo shrugged, "Sorry."
"In any event, my feelings are now damaged and when I learned he fell for someone else, someone chaste...pure...innocent."
Ichigo interrupted her, "You don't mean?"
An image flashed of Orihime's silly innocent face licking an ice cream cone and then the top falls on the ground, angry like a kid she sulks to her mother.
Moka frowns deeply and Ichigo snickers.
"I don't find this funny at all."
"So this is what your on about?" In Moka's sweet voice he mocks, "We will get together and pick your classes, yay!"
Moka's beautiful eyes knowingly sparkled, "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer, when I'm done with that brat, she'll be the premier blow job queen of Tokyo and poor little Kaien's heart will be shattered."
"Why go through Orihime and not just come after Kaien?" Ichigo was now curious to his step sister's dubious plan.
"Well if I come after Kaien it can be traced back to me and everybody loves me and I intend to keep it that way."
Ichigo shrugged again, "I see your point but why should I care?"
Moka put a pale soft hand on Ichigo's shoulder which in turn made him shiver, "I need you Ichigo...I need you to seduce young Orihime and intriduce her to your world of decadence and debauchery."
Ichigo mulled this over a bit, "Sounds intriguing."
Moka's voice went low and husky as she played with Ichigo's collar, "She's quite cute you know, young tight body, beautiful big breasts, a tight ass and an uncharted pussy." Moka had been rubbing her one hand along her own breasts as she described Orihime for Ichigo and he licked his lips as his eyes went dark with lust.
Moka continued, "Be her Captain Picard, Kurosaki. Boldy go where no man has gone before."
Ichigo put his hand over Moka's where she continued to rub herself and thinking for a moment he says, "I can't."
Moka stiffened and then tossed his hand away from her body as if it were filth.
"Why the fuck not!"
Ichigo seemed annoyed when she pulled him away, "Oh come on Moka, it is too damn easy, "But I thought high school was only four years" he said mocking Orihime's naivety. "I mean, please. She knows nothing. She's seen nothing. I could have her under the table at Urahara's sucking me off before the appetizer arrived. Go get one of your moron friends of yours to do it. I do have a reputation to uphold."
"Oh but fucking your therapists daughter was a big challenge?" Moka said darkly.
"That, was just simple revenge, I already have a master plan I'm working on, something challenging," Ichigo said and picked up a recent issue of "Seventeen" magazine and chucks it at Moka.
Moka snorted, "I'm not interested in what Justin Bieber's latest fashion trends are thank you very much!"
Ichigo scowled, "Shut your face and turn it to page 64!"
She turns to the page. INSERT MAGAZINE ARTICLE: The title reads: A VIRGIN'S MANIFESTO. "Why I Plan To Wait Until Marriage," by Rukia Kuchiki. Age 17. Toba City, Japan.
The article had a header with a picture of a petite girl sitting in some flowers looking as if she was the Virgin Mary herself, her hair was black and looked silky as if it had never been roughed by the hand of a lover and her huge eyes were blue violet and looked wet as if she were a doe eyed deer.
"Jesus Christ, is she for real?" Moka said amused and annoyed simultaneously.
Ichigo's eyes suddenly lit up, "Oh yes I've read it over and over and over again. Daddy's little angel, a picture of chastity and virtue-yum."
Moka yawned, "Oh what do you plan on then, fly to her wittle tiny town and sweep her off her feet? Then fuck her senseless?"
"Well it just so happens she isn't in her "wittle" town anymore, her daddy Byakuya Kuchiki is our new headmaster at Oakwood. She's staying with my aunt just outside of the city while her Daddy sells his house. Can you imagine what screwing her would do for my reputation? The new headmasters virginal daughter...fucking her even before school starts," Ichigo licked his lips, "It will be my greatest triumph!"
"You don't have a chance in hell, this pure and chaste Rukia is way out of your league." Moka smiled happy to have clearly riled him up.
"Care to make a wager on that sis?"
Moka smiled devilishly, "I'll think about it."
Ichigo ticked his finger at her, "Oh well, duty calls. Time to add another chapter to my work of art." With that Ichigo held up his leather bound journal.
"Oh gee, your journal. How queer can you be really?"
Ichigo's face went dark, "Could you be more desperate to read it?"
Ichigo stood up to leave and headed for the door.
"Oh...Ichigo," Moka called out to him, "About that little bet of yours.."
Ichigo stopped dead in his tracks.
"Count me in."
Ichigo's face broke into a huge grin, "What are the terms?"
"If you lose, than that hot little Porsche of yours is mine."
Ichigo looked at Moka's gorgeously evil face, "And if I win?"
Moka walked over to him, her perfect body moving more gracefully than any human's should, "I'll give you something you've been jerking off about ever since our parents got married."
Ichigo's breath hitched slightly, "Be more specific."
Moka leans over to his ear her hot breath giving him goosebumps, "I'll fuck your brains out."
"What makes you think I'd go for that bet? That's a seventy thousand dollar car."
"Because I'm the only person you can't have and it kills you."
Ichigo sneered at her, his pants feeling tighter suddenly.
Moka's voice broke his smutty train of thought, "Deal?"
"No way that car means everything to me!" Ichigo said but when Moka leaned over and licked her tongue over his lips a hiss escaped his mouth- she knew she had got to him.
Then Moka ran her long fingers through his scalp and whispered, "You can put it anywhere."
Ichigo's body jerked in reaction, "Even there?"
Moka used a little girls baby voice when she said, "It would feel sooooo yummy Ichi."
Ichigo hesitates a moment but then the brain down below made up his mind and he shakes her hand, "It's a deal than baby."
Moka skips away over to her chaise lounge and plops down, her skirt rising up on her milky thighs and she waves him off, "Happy hunting!"
A/N Ok did you like it? I can't wait to write Rukia as the virginal princess and Ichigo a bad bad bad boy lol Please RnR I heart your faces for reading!