"No…" she gasped in horror, "stop."
She could feel his orange hair touching her face. She could feel his hand, which was once so warm and comfort but turned so foreign, abusive, moving around her. She watched in horror as he pulled at the hems of her dress and ripped them off, tearing into her privacy.
"Stop… We can't…" she struggled against his unwavering grasp, "Hitsugaya would…"
He covered her tiny mouth, muting her. "Don't say his name. Today you are mine and are to only think of me." Without waiting for an answer he brought his lips down, crushing hers. She tried to wriggle away but to no avail.
She was bare, and so was he. His hand move around her pale, almost transparent skin. She recoiled from his touch but he held her closer. He had waited all his life of this moment, for this woman. Now tears were streaming uncontrollably down her checks.
"No, please stop…" she begged.
She could feel his warm breath on her shoulders. Suddenly he lurched forward. She could feel something penetrating her, something hard and hot. Then she felt pain. He rubbed that thing up and down, inside of her. She felt something warm flowing down on her tights.
Suddenly the door of the dark room opened, a ray of light shone in. an orange haired girl peered in to dark room. A look of horror and shock crossed her face. "Ichigo, how could you..." without finishing her sentence, she tore away and ran.
"Orihime, wait I can explain…" he grabbed his pants and chased after her, leaving the petite ebony haired girl lying in her own pool of blood, and misery.
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How she managed to get back to work and act as if nothing happen, she did not know. After the visit to the real world, she reported to the tenth division office as usual. After the winter war, and two others, soul society returned to normal. Even though they suffered huge loss, none of the captains, or the vice captain died. Due to various reasons, Rukia had been promoted to the tenth squad third seat.
She sat down onto her desk and worked on the huge pile of paperwork. It was early, around five in the morning so the place was deserted. Usually, she wasn't so early but the fact that things could return to normal seemed impossible to her. After what happened… she pushed away the thoughts from her mind. She felt a shiver down her spine. How could he, her friend just betray her, and her trust. He violated her, raped her. She hated him. His lustful eyes, hungry smirk.
"Nice change to see you up so early and helping out" Hitsugaya entered the room, his voice dripping with sarcasm. She ignored him.
For the rest of the day. She ignored him. Denied his existence.
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HITSUGAYA
I enter the room. There she is. Doing paper work. For once. "Nice change to see you up so early and helping out" I say being very, very sarcastic. She ignores me. And ignores me for the rest of the day.
I can't take it any longer. What the crap happened to her. What the bloody fucking hell is wrong? That stupid Matsumotto is nowhere to be seen and my freaking third seat is acting all weird. Not that I don't appreciate her being quiet and helping out but has gone into her head?
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Hitsugaya steps in front of her. She took no notice of him and continued scribbling away. He picks up her hands in attempt to pry the pen away from her, but she snatches it back. She pulled her hand away from him.