Part Time
Summary: Believeing she does not know the value of a dollar, Rukia's father, Byakuya, sets her up with a job as a waitress. But her falling for the college aged bartender was not apart of the plan.
Rating: M (for later chappies)
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, if I did I
(A/N): See I'll update weekly, I'm even a day early because I was so eager! Anyway enjoy the chapter and tell what you think!!
The Punishment
"No Renji, I'm sure she doesn't like Izuru." reasoned a petite sixteen year old. Her hair was as dark as night and her skin as pale as snow; one would say her appearance rivaled that of SnowWhite. She twirled around her room which was carefully designed. Lavender, white, and violet seemed to be the color scheme of the enormous room, which was larger than most master bedrooms. She fell on her king sized bed fit for a queen it and lavender sheets and was covered with chappy merchandise.
"I don't know they are chemistry partners." said the manly voice from the other line.
"I swear to God Renji, tell him Orihime" the raven haired girl rolled her perfect pair of cerulean orbs as she continued the three-way conversation on her costumed designed Chappy theme IPhone.
"Well, you guys know Tatsuki she really isn't in to people like Izuru, he's nice and all but she... well at least I wouldn't assume that Izuru would be her type." answered a cotton candy sugar-coated voice.
"But that's just it; Tatsuki doesn't talk about that kind of stuff so we wouldn't know what kinds of guys hold her interest." Renji sighed.
On the first level a tall man dressed in an expensive black suit had just arrived and met his wife living room. She was dressed in a pink floral dress reaching her knees, her features resembling an aged form of their daughter.
"How was work Byakuya?" asked the middle aged woman as she approached her husband with a tender kiss on the cheek.
"The same as usual, where is Rukia?" Byakuya asked looking down at his small wife.
"In her room, last I checked she was on the phone with Renji and Orihime." Hisana looked startled her husband looked visibly aggravated, "Is there something the matter?"
Upstairs the adolescent girl continued her conversation with her peers, "All I'm saying is that you worry so much why not just make a move?"
"How do you do it, after you and Fumio broke up when he went off to college you haven't lost a bit of your personality, Rukia you're amazing." Renji told her.
"That's me, the one the only. What can I say I'm really good at-" she began.
"Wasting money." came a low voice from behind the teenage girl, Renji and Orihime recognized it from the phone.
"Dad?... uh what are you doing here?" she asked nervously as she turned around.
"Off the phone, Rukia, now." he said with his icy demeanor that Rukia was all too accustomed to.
She quickly complied with her father's demand, "Um, sorry guys I'll call you later, see you at school tomorrow, kay" she set her phone on her desk and gave her father a questioning stare, "What did I do this time?"
"Rukia, when you arrived home from school today what did you do?" Byakuya asked, although he knew very well what the answer was.
"I talked to Renji and Orihime on the phone, I didn't know that was breaking the law." she said sarcastically.
"Don't use that tone with me. Do you know how much your phone bill was for this month? It was 1,200.00 did you know that's more than some people have to pay for a monthly mortgage?" Byakuya told her keeping his voice at an appropriate volume though his anger was apparent.
"Well, if I remember correctly, we don't have to pay a mortgage because we were wealthy enough to afford to buy three mansions without any mortgages so what's the big deal it's one phone bill." Rukia told him.
"Correction Rukia your mother and I were wealthy enough to afford three mansions, you are not, you're total income is currently a grand total of nothing. As a result, I don't see it fit for you spend your entire weekend on the phone with someone in England, please can you explain that?" the middle aged man questioned.
"My friend, Fumio, got accepted into Oxford I'm sorry if I was wrong for missing him." Rukia narrowed her blue orbs.
"No, there isn't anything wrong with that, but 43 hours on one conversation, I don't think that was necessary, plausible, or healthy" Byakuya stated.
"Well, don't worry about that because I'm not talking to him anymore anyway so you don't have to be concerned with it any longer." Rukia told him folding her arms across her small chest.
"Oh, I know I won't have to worry about it anymore because as of today you will no longer have a phone." He told her.
"Wha-what did you say?" Rukia's eyes went wide in shock.
"You heard me, hand it over." Byakuya told her defiantly as he opened his palm awaiting the small device.
"Fine!" She screamed and shoved her precious and prized IPhone into her father's right palm.
"I never thought that you would end up being so spoiled when you were younger you weren't big on material things, but since puberty you've changed for the worst I'm afraid." Byakuya sighed while exiting the room he really didn't want to resort to such a cruel punishment, but things with Rukia was getting out of hand.
"I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" Rukia screamed on his way out.
Byakuya turned around to face his sixteen year old daughter, "Now you're going to throw a tantrum, very mature Rukia"
"Oh, I'm sorry that I display actual emotions and I'm not a robot unlike some people!" Rukia yelled at him.
"You know what Rukia, I guess I was foolish to believe that simply confiscating your cell phone was going to teach you a lesson, but I fear I must resort to a much more drastic approach to finally make you understand." he sighed.
Rukia rolled her eyes, 'What is he going to do I've always been daddy's little girl there is no way that he'll have the heart to punish me.', "Dad, you've never grounded me and I doubt you could enforce it anyway."
"I wasn't planning on that, Rukia sorry to burst your bubble. However, I fear that you're going to take a major disliking to my discipline method and you will temporarily believe that you hate me." Byakuya reasoned with her, "Now, since I don't want to do this by force I'm going to ask you first, please hand me over the following: your laptop, your ipod, nitendo, wii, xbox 360, play station, all the games that go with them, your psp, guitars, your television and dvd, all your movies, your credit cards, any hard cash, the desktop computer, your mangas and magazines, and the keys to your Bentlee"
"Well, first off, I can't carry some of those and-" she was cut off yet again.
"Put everything in boxes, you have to dissemble the desktop computer. Then I'll help you carry it into one of the extra rooms." He simply put it.
"Do you really think that by simply depriving me of my material possessions temporally is going to change me." Rukia scoffed.
"No, Rukia don't you believe me to be more clever than that. I would never believe confiscating your prized possessions would make you, as stubborn as you are, obey me. Your actual punishment will be working as a waitress at Urahara's until you are able to pay back what it cost me to get all of these." Byakuya told her.
Rukia's eyes went wide yet again that night, but she quickly composed herself, "It can't be too hard people do it all the time."
"I'm glad we see eye to eye then." Byakuya turned around and left Rukia to her own devices.
When she was all alone she finally had time to contemplate on the situation that just occurred and her eyes went wide as she realized her mistake, 'Did I just agree to that? How am I suppose to buy all that stuff back on minimum wage.. What's that like 6.11 an hour-shit, what am I suppose to do now' She groaned into her pillow, 'I'll never get the Bentlee back, I'll miss you forever Sode no Shirayuki'
The next day, Rukia made her way down the stairs carrying her Chappy backpack to find both her mother and father at the breakfast table eating bacon, eggs, toast, and coffee.
"Good morning Honey, do you want something to eat?" Hisana asked her daughter.
"No, I'm not hungry right now I better get to school. Renji, Orihime, Tatsuki, and I have a history project to get done together anyway." She lied. No, she didn't have a history project due in the near future and her stomach was screaming for bacon.
"Rukia," Her father spoke monotonously taking a sip of coffee from the white mug with cherry blossom designs, "I didn't tell you not to eat, and there is no reason to starve yourself."
The sixteen year-old narrowed her eyebrows, "I'm not starving myself, and I'm just not in the mood for eating. That aside I have to get my chemistry project done" she said on her way out the door.
"Oh, and Rukia," Bykuya stopped his teenage daughter.
"What?" She tired her best to not sound as angry as she was.
"I thought it was a history project." He took another sip of the coffee. The married couple heard the door slam shut.
A fork clanged against the porcelain plate, "Byakuya." Hisana said.
"Yes," the raven-haired man replied.
"Do you think you were being a bit too harsh on Rukia?" she asked.
"No, you see the way she acts Hisana. I don't want her to turn out like-" Byakuya began.
"I know like a spoiled brat, but come on Byakuya that was harsh," she told him, "What are you trying to accomplish here?"
"I'm trying to get the real Rukia out. Under all the make-up, the brand names, Starbucks, money, and popularity." He told her.
Elsewhere, Rukia was walking to school in her perfect outfit. She wore a pink plaid pleated skirt that reached a few inches above the knees with thigh-high white socks, and her knee high pink converse with chappy laces. She wore a white tee shirt with a Chappy face on it. She walked to school and it was oddly quiet without her IPhone, she was usually talking on the phone in her white Bentlee or listening to music. She sighed and continued until she saw a baby blue Mercedes Benz stop in front of her with the license plate 'princess'. "Orihime, hey, what's up?" she asked her redheaded friend as she approached the car.
"Rukia, I tried calling you this morning and you didn't answer, where's your car, why are you walking?" Orihime asked her petite friend.
Rukia sighed, "It's actually a long story, I love your outfit today though," she smiled. Orihime was wearing a sky blue summer dress that ending just above the knee with spaghetti straps. She wore white pumps and a white pearl necklace and of course her signature blue hair pins.
"Thanks Rukia, you look beautiful today too. Now get in and tell me that long story. I'm all ears." She opened the passenger door and patted the seat so Rukia could get in and she complied.
The two arrived to Yammato High School; it was a private school that only the richest among the richest could actually afford to attend. The two were greeted by Tatsuki and Renji who had just pulled in moments ago.
"Hey, Orihime! Rukia!" Tatsuki waved at her best friends.
The redhead and blue-eyed girl made their way to their other two companions. Tatsuki was wearing grey skinny jeans, black converse, a Metallica tank and a studded belt. Renji wore fitted dark wash jeans with his black Jordans. He had on a black shirt with red letters 'Zabimaru', it was the newest trend amongst the males.
"What happened last night with you and your dad?" Renji asked in concern.
"Ya, Renji and Orihime called me about it last night. Your dad is pretty demeaning, but he usually doesn't do anything to you." Tatsuki told her.
"Well, I guess I'm not daddy's little girl anymore." Rukia scoffed.
"What'd he do?" Renji asked again.
"He took away everything of value to me except the essentials." She rolled her eyes as she started to the front of the school.
"What do you mean by the 'essentials'?" Tatsuki asked as she and Orihime and Renji followed the petite girl in Yammato High's front entrance.
"My bed, running water, food, a roof over my head, I think you get the just" she said bitterly.
"What about your phone, that's essential." Renji said.
"Apparently not, at least he said. 'For centuries the human race has gone without the necessity of a phone, and a high schooler has the least amount of necessity for one and they lack the responsibility to possess one.'" Rukia quoted her father.
"He's getting on my nerves." Tatsuki muttered.
"When is he giving you back your stuff?" Orihime inquistively questioned.
"Oh, that's just the crème de la crème on his diabolical plan." She said sarcastically.
"You seem really pissed today." the spiky haired girl commented.
"Well, wouldn't you be, I mean all of my stuff is gone all of it and I can't get it back until I pay for it!" she snapped.
"What do you mean 'pay for it'?" asked the red-haired boy.
"He's making me work until I can pay for my stuff with my own money. Earning minimum wage. How am I supposed to do that? It's impossible completely impossible!" She yelled putting her hands up to add dramatic affect. She felt large hands grasp her tiny wrists she turned around to see who they belong to see none other than her Literature teacher, Mr. Ukitake.
"Rukia, you know that this is a hallway." He told her and let go of her wrists.
"Of course, sorry Mr. Ukitake," She politely apologized to her teacher.
"Hi, Mr. Ukitake!" Orihime waved.
"Oh, hello Orihime. Tatsuki, Renji. Um do you mind if I borrow Rukia for a minute?" He asked the group of wealthy adolescents.
"Of course not Mr. Ukitake. Come on guys. Bye Rukia." Tatsuki waved and she and the two redheads were off to the courtyard.
"Rukia," Ukitake motioned for Rukia to follow him into his classroom.
"What did you want to talk to me about Mr. Ukitake?" Rukia asked.
"Are you okay?" Mr. Ukitake asked his student.
"Uh, ya sure. Why do you ask?" She questioned.
"Um, well your grades have slipped, not significantly however only by five percent, but I was wondering if there was a reason behind it?" He continued the interrogation.
'What is he getting at?' Rukia pondered, "No, nothing is wrong. Nice friends, still as popular as ever. Family life is debatable, but you taught my dad and you know how he can be." Rukia commented.
"And what about you love life?" The white haired man asked.
"What about it?" The raven-haired girl answered the question with her very own.
"Well, let me quote one of your recent papers, 'love is relentless. Its a thunder storm that seems to go on forever with its ups and down, with its sparks of lightning, an with cold shoulders. You have that ineffable feeling pouring inside you and that supposed thunder storm of eternity can be taken away with a single ray of sunshine, but I don't want an orange sun I want a black one.'" He read from a white piece of paper, "Quite morbid, don't you agree?"
"I must have been having a bad day." Rukia said quietly.
"There are many more like the one I just read Rukia." He told her, "I want to be completely honest with you Rukia, you are my favorite student. I haven't had a favorite student since; uh ten years back, his name was Kaien." He told her.
"I'm quite honored, but why are you telling me this? Sentarou and Kiyone would probably get upset." She asked him.
"Well, my inclination on this matter, Rukia, is that is has something to do with a certain boy who graduated last year and got accepted to Oxford." Ukitake told her.
"Fumio and I have had our reconcile, I promise you that Mr. Ukitake." Rukia stood up and went to the door of the classroom.
"Rukia, your friends may not notice, your family may not even be aware of your relationship with Fumio, but if you think you can fool me you've made a great misnomer." he told her before she exited.
A/N: And it begins! Yes, no Rukia Kaien tragedy of the past, I think that it is a bit overdone. I'm not going to continue my other fiction, because from what I gather- zero reviews or feedback it is not so great. Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and don't worry Ichigo will show up in the next chapter. I hope you like it, but I'm not sure.... please stay with me loyal readers!!!!
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