DON'T OWN BLEACH OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS.

THIS IS ALSO AN AU STORY. LOTS OF STUFF IS MADE UP.

ITS RATED M FOR OBVIOUS REASONS, NUDITY, LANGUAGE, ETC.


~~Melting of the ice~~


Rukia worked at the Kuchiki Corporation and under one of its many group the one named 'Senbonzakura' and more specifically for her brother in law who was responsible for building the most successful division yet of KC. Besides being a VP for KC and soon the next director of KC once his grandfather step down, he was also the CEO of 'Senbonzakura' a company that specialized in Transportation and Telecommunication services.


She had currently been employed with them for the past three years, it wasn't what she had planned to do with her life but when Byakuya her brother in law asked her to intern, as a project management assistant since she wanted to make a career out of managing businesses that undertook projects beyond their scope, after all Project Management isn't as easy as it seems on paper, you have to have the vision, so yeah a PJM specialist required a technique for clarifying people or customer requirement, to economize asset, to minimize defects or troubles during the project and to provide products and services on time to satisfy said groups.

It was suppose to be just an intern job and exposure so her resume would look good. At first she was given small internal projects to handle, nothing that required great thinking, and then when they opened a new office, she was asked to head up the infrastructure, by Byakuya himself. Her first venture was a roaring success. At the end of her year intern-ship and many other small projects, she had unknowingly garnered a reputation for herself. Thus she was offered a job full-time there and now KC also offered the services of a PJM specialist.

At first she thought he was doing her special favours because she was his sister in law, though that probably could be debated as her sister and his late wife had passed over ten years ago. After another two possibly three months into her third year there she resigned, because of the gossip and whispers, at first it didn't get to her, but there was some truth, that a lot more qualified personnel's were better suited for the job, but because of her relationship with him, she got the job and a bigger pay than most.

She had then hastily retreated to recover. A month later and she was still in Phuket just enjoying the days of utter relaxation and no care for anything or anyone except herself. She had been smart to leave her cell phone at her apartment, which they had given her after her twenty something birthday a year or more ago; no one could reach her or trace her whereabouts here unless they really wanted to find her.


She was renting a modest single pad that overlooked the ocean and city of Phuket, that at nights the view was breathtaking no matter how many times one looked at it, which is why she was currently sitting on her balcony, with a glass of whisky in hand as the other rubbed lazy circles over her toned, bare midriff, mind deep in thought.

She missed him, missed his presence, not so much his company for that was a scarce commodity he offered. Sure he'd asked her to intern, then he offered her a job fulltime. In the almost three years she had been there he'd only spoken to her a handful of times and she could count those times on her fingers. Their conversations were not personal in any nature, they usually met and talked over board meetings once every two months with at least 20 other people present.

If she had to confess truthfully, she had really taken the job because of him, because she caught him looking at her one too many times when he thought she wasn't looking. Don't get her wrong, she loved her sister and would never have dared to look at her sister's husband like that… but, yup there was always the but that was put in there to help justify one's actions.


But her sister had passed a while now, and Byakuya was and is a very attractive man he had always been to her.

Was she attracted to him then?

NO!

Not then, a girl crush-yes, and statistically it is proven that seventy five percent of teenage girls do crush on their older sister husband or boyfriend whatever the case maybe for various reasons, in her case he was most definitely handsome, tall, silent, and he definitely had a body cut to perfection, she could tell by the way his suits fit him, broad shoulders, long legs, and those eyes. Cloudy, grey eyes with speckles of gold you would see it if you were looking him directly in the eyes and she doubted many could see it, because he didn't allow anyone to get that close in person with him since his late wife passed away.


But she had, on one too many occasions when they had a difference in opinions they would stare each other down till one of them caved and it usually was her, out of respect because he was her elder, her sister would laugh at the two of them, after their intense staring match, she joked often enough that if Byakuya hadn't met her and had met Rukia instead that they would be a match made in heaven.

Of course she and Byakuya would start to argue again that no way in hell would they ever have gotten together, because he would strangle her for her in-subordinative attitude and she would run him over with a truck because he would deserve it for his annoying know it all ways.


Then there was the one time where they accident-ly kissed, but she was drunk, after all she had just celebrated her 21st birthday with her friends, and her then boyfriend Ichigo of only two months, that night he was taking her home, he pulled over on a deserted road and tried to take advantage of her inebriated state, she of course fought him off, after which he told her to get out his car since she wasn't going to give up the goods, she didn't know where the ass she was but she didn't care then she'd rather walk than give anything up to him certainly her goods.

That night/ morning it so happened that Byakuya was travelling that same road an hour later into her drunken walk home, when she thought the road was deserted, since nothing had passed in the last hour. Of course she didn't know it was him till he had hauled her ass back to his car after she tried to run thinking he was some nutter after her and because of course she couldn't comprehend anything at the time. She had been deep in thought and had only seen the car lights blaring brightly at her moving slowly towards her, she had reacted in fear.

She had fallen asleep momentarily, sometime later she had then stirred awake somewhat when he opened the passenger door for her, and instead took the liberty of carrying her instead of waking her to stumble her way inside. She clearly remembered him lifting her into his strong arms once they got home, her arms thrown around his neck, he took her to her room, she was going to kiss him on the cheek as a thank you, but he turned as she reached up and her lips collided with his, a few seconds later she smiled, it was the logical thing at least to do and also continue to pretend that you were still totally wasted than admit the kiss was an accident even if it was a part of her had wanted to do that for the longest time and drunk or sober it counted.

The following day he asked her why she was walking home, if that is where she was going. She explained that her ex-boyfriend dropped her off there because she didn't want to give up the 'goods' to him she said with air quotations, of course Byakuya was angry, he threatened to do bodily harm to the punk, she of course convinced him that it would be of no good and she'd rather them not have anything to do with the punk. He then asked her if she remembered anything else from that night, she of course knew what he was asking but she wasn't ready to admit to anything else so she said no, and asked how she got in her bed.

She could see him breathe a sigh of relief then. He was happy that she possibly didn't remember anything of that night.


Then a couple months later she met Renji, they only lasted a year, renji was about 4 years older than her but his job as a professional fighter, had him travelling a lot. She wasn't deluding herself anyways, he was gone for three months at a time, and it was only a matter of time before she caught him of guard.

She'd gone to his house to get a jacket she'd left there. She walked in on him, some ginger blonde bimbo and surprise-surprise her ex Ichigo sandwiched between Renji and ginger blonde, with Renji at his back and he at the ginger blondes back, not to say the least she had her phone in her hand at the time and got a nice picture after which she was offered anything to keep this quiet to get rid of the picture. She told them that she owned them for the rest of their lives and when she called they'd better come running.


Her complicated feelings for one Byakuya Kuchiki got even more intense after her 22nd birthday and finally finishing college.

She interned like he suggested, and yet again she proved herself too many who thought otherwise, full time the job became hers after that period.

More secret glances and longing at him, it was then she decided to put some space between them so she got a nice apartment, well it was given to her and she only accepted it because byakuya's grandfather had insisted but she kept her old faithful Honda civic even though Byakuya insisted that she get rid of it and take the Skyline that she had been using. She declined because she didn't want him doing her anymore favors if that is what he was doing.

However after a further two years it was time to put it down and she kindly left a hint on Ichigo and Renji's phone. And she didn't forget to thank them for her wonderful Lexus coupe dream car as a happy 25th birthday present.

Yeah she could be mean and she wasn't above using blackmail if it was going to benefit her for the good.

Life was good, but it would be sweeter, maybe even complete if she had the one thing she wanted most in the world.

But she didn't and couldn't not because he was thousands of miles away, but because, he probably didn't see her that way, maybe never would after all they had ample opportunities alone, she teased him, wore revealing clothing and he didn't even take a nibble, it was made clearer to her somewhat when she had seen some brunette leaving his office about 6 weeks ago clothes all haphazard about her and before her she saw him and a regular butter scotch haired woman to often together, clearly they had to be or were in a relationship.

And thus it was time for her to make another change, all in an effort to get further away from him, since he didn't reciprocate her feelings. And she had been acting like a jealous bitch, which she was not going to think about.

Still it didn't mean she couldn't live vicariously through her fantasy and dreams of him, kissing him, caressing him, and making love to him anywhere. She would lay in her bed and touch herself crying out his name over and over whenever the mood struck her and as of late it was too often for this past month alone in a day she would pleasure herself at least four times and each time she'd shatter when she peaked crying his name.


Which is what lead to her currently sitting out on her patio after her fourth cumming to fantasies of him, drinking a glass of one of his favorite whisky an 18year old Yamazaki blend that felt like it worked magic on one's palates, as you could spell and taste the raisin, apricot, café au lait, chocolate- how she loved chocolate -black chocolate, and you could also taste something like strawberry jam, fudge and matured spices. Her tongue and senses felt like her body completely naked in the dark, except for the soft glowering lights of the building nearby creating the perfect backdrop and atmosphere for her to savor both the whisky's ripe long profound finish and her post coital self induced bliss,

She sighed and sunk deeper into the luxurious cushions, as the cool night air sipped at her skin deliciously keeping her in a state of arousal, nipples tight and hard straining against the winds teasing caress as her soft slender fingers drew lazy circle on her stomach as her core simmered slowly, tempting her to satisfy herself one more time, her pussy throbbed at the thought of being touched and caressed sensually again, she squeezed her inner muscles and pressed her thighs together tightly to savor the sensual pull drawing her in, she moaned then sighed loudly, she wasn't satisfied, she wouldn't ever be until…

Sighing loudly again she shifted and couldn't help the little moan that escaped her as she spoke aloud to herself in a lust filled voice…

"Hmmm- I'm so fucking horny, I wish you were here with me, touching me with your fingers and caressing my every crevice with your lips and tongue, as I cry out your name… 'Byakuya-Byakuya-yes-more-deeper Byakuya… uhhh- take me -I'm yours Byakuya… oh god fuck me hard Bya_!

Ugh! Fuck I'm going crazy, this need's to stop already Rukia; you have to get it to stop.

Yes so what I need to do is go out and get laid, sleep with a few of the island boys- yes… starting tomorrow,"