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Bleach Blood Lovers

Chapter 2: I Won't Bite, Much

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There was a dead silence after Rukia left the room in a hurry. Ichigo thought she was just insane. Well, just beautiful and insane. Isshin knew better than his son, but he was still a little stunned by Rukia's actions. Byakuya knew a whole lot better than the other two guys in the room. It was still a bit off for Rukia, though.

"Please forgive her. She doesn't like staying in the house for to long," Byakuya lied for his sister Rukia.

"Oh, I completely understand," Isshin said. "My little girl Karin is just like that. She's only eleven, though. How old is Rukia now?" Isshin hinted to Byakuya, hoping he caught the hint.

And Byakuya did, of course. He shot Ichigo, who was still looking at where Rukia had went out to, a look of disapproval. "She's 16 now. Her birthday wasn't to long ago." Byakuya replied after a little while.

"Ah, she's the same age as Ichigo. He's turning 17 in a few months. Isn't that right, Ichigo?" Isshin said.

That pulled Ichigo back into reality. "Huh? Yeah. A few more months." He was getting far too bored listening to old guys talk. Plus he wanted to have a little talk with Rukia for laughing at his name. Now that he could think straight he was furious.

"Byakuya, I think my son is tired listening to us talk. Maybe he wants to talk to someone around his age. Maybe like Rukia." Isshin was just teasing, Byakuya took it with all seriousness like he always did.

"Yes, I see your point, Isshin. Go ahead, boy, but I warn you not to get too close to Rukia."

"Yeah," Isshin said, "because vampires have a tendency to bite." He laughed and got a dirty look from Byakuya.

"Okay. I understand." And with that Ichigo left the room in the direction that Rukia had left in.

Once Ichigo was gone Byakuya had a few choice words for his friend Isshin. "Isshin, you have lost you're mind. Sending your son out there with my sister. She's a vampire, you know that. And as you could tell she doesn't need to be around your son who doesn't know what he's doing."

"I agree with you about him not knowing, but he catches on fast. Don't worry about him. He can handle himself. After all, he is my son," Isshin said proudly.

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Rukia was outside in the backyard garden, looking at the cherry blossom tree her brother had grown a while ago. She was just sitting on a bench minding her own business. She managed not to think about Ichigo, but she ended up thinking about her lost lover Kaien. It was difficult to think about him because every time she did she would think about his death and how it left a scar that no one could heal.

Damn that stupid Ichigo, Rukia thought. Why did he have to look like Kaien? Anyone else would have been fine, just not Kaien.

Rukia tried and failed to stop the tears that seeped out of her long dry eyes. She started to wonder why she was crying, it was so long ago that it shouldn't even matter now. But it did and that bothered her so much more.

When she smelled Ichigo's scent coming near her, she wiped her eyes and pushed the thoughts of Kaien out of her mind. Rukia Kuchiki would never let any man see her cry. It was beneath her by all standers including her own. Especially a human man, no matter how tempting he was to her.

"What do you want, strawberry?" The best skill Rukia had was to fake being nice to people. It was the only way to keep her instincts under control.

Ichigo was about to walk over to Rukia when she spoke. He stared at the back of her head, which was facing him, for a while surprised. He had been very quiet when he was walking and he hadn't made a single sound, that he knew of. But he mentally said "screw it" and stayed where he was.

"Hey, don't call me 'strawberry', you midget," Ichigo said in a not as nice tone. He really hated being called "strawberry". Too bad Rukia hated being called "midget" more.

"What did you call me, brat?" Rukia said, turning off her nice mode.

"You're one to be talking about brats, brat." Ichigo retorted. (I know, they're arguing, but this is what they constantly do in the anime and manga.)

"You arrogant prick."

"Thumbelina."

"Tall and the aggravating."

"Pipsqueak."

This made Rukia turn around to face her name caller. She was very pleased to see Ichigo look into her eyes and still. Now he would leave, run, with his tail between his legs because of what she knew he saw even in the dark.

Rukia's were now a bright yellow green rather than her normal violet. She only got that way when she was really made or hungry. Right now she was a little of both. She knew what was coming next. She was going to have to deal with a screaming teen in about five seconds. One, two, three, four…. Five!

But nothing ever happened. Ichigo just stared at her for about a minute. Then he said in a soft tone, "What are you?" He hoped that Rukia heard him, which she did.

What am I? I haven't heard that question in years, Rukia thought to herself. But she wouldn't say that out loud. Instead she said the most truthful response that would make Ichigo run. "Death. I am death to you." Then she waited.

But again, nothing happened. Ichigo didn't run and he didn't speak. In fact he just moved closer to Rukia. That caused Rukia hiss, "What do you think you're doing? Do you want to live?"

Ichigo still didn't say anything. He just continued to approach Rukia, who decided it was better to just stay still when he sat beside her. She did, though, scoot away from Ichigo.

"What are you, really?" Ichigo finally said. His voice was much stronger this time. It was so strong that Rukia felt the need to give him a straight answer.

"A vampire." She whispered this time, hoping he wouldn't hear. Only he did.

Ichigo left up his hand to Rukia's mouth. He traced her lips with his index finger asking her for entrance. Entrance which she gave willingly as she closed her eyes. Ichigo looked and felt two little fangs in Rukia's mouth. He was about to press his finger harder on one of them when Rukia spoke with his finger still in her mouth.

"Don't. Please don't. It's tempting enough with you doing that. If you cut your finger in my mouth I will drain you of very drop of blood that you have. And I don't want to do that." Rukia pulled Ichigo's finger out of her mouth. "Don't come back here ever again."

"Okay, but if I want to come back?" Ichigo said. He didn't want to leave Rukia like this.

"Don't, I mean it. If you know what's good for you, you won't come back. Not even with your father. It's not safe for you."

"But-" Rukia cut Ichigo off.

"No buts. I'm getting hungry now. Go before I do something I might regret."

"If you want blood come and take it." Ichigo said when Rukia turned away from him.

She slowly turned back toward him. All of the wanting and anger was apparent in her yellow green eyes. "You don't know what you're saying," Rukia said with shaky voice. When Ichigo leaned his head to the side to expose his neck to her more, she said in a shakier voice, "Your funeral."

Then Rukia moved closer to Ichigo to put her mouth over his exposed neck. With a slight hesitation Rukia bit down into Ichigo's neck. When her fangs punctured his neck, Ichigo let out a moan, surprising Rukia because it matched her own moan.

Pleasure rocketed itself though the two. The fact that Ichigo felt it too didn't bother Rukia at all. She seemed fine it as long as she was getting what she wanted, and Ichigo's warm spicy blood was what she wanted right now.

Ichigo just wanted Rukia to keep drinking his blood and never stop. His large hand cupped Rukia's butt, causing her to gasp and suck even harder. Ichigo wasn't feeling drain or anything other than the please that Rukia was bringing him. He couldn't even care if he died-

Rukia pulled away from Ichigo's neck, licking her lips. Quickly she closed the two holes in Ichigo's neck with her tongue. She removed Ichigo's hand from her rear end and placed it on his neck.

"See," Ichigo said breathless, "you didn't kill me like you said you would." He just couldn't seem to control his breathing. He was still on Cloud 9.

"Yeah, well, be thankful I didn't," Rukia said just as breathless as Ichigo was, but she was controlling herself. "You need to leave, Ichigo. Before I take any more of your blood."

"We need to talk first about what happened between us just now." Ichigo insisted, and there was no way he was leaving without knowing if he could help it.

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Thanks again for reading. I want to thank the people who reviewed and sent me messages. But I need more to write more. As I said in the first chapter, if you're going to put me on your faves then drop me a review or I'm not writing. I'm failing Bio and Art II, which doesn't really bother me 'cause I'm getting my grades up, for you guys. I missed one week of school because I had surgery and now I'm failing, teachers could at least give me some more time since they already know I'm a slow worker. Honors classes are a serious bitch when you're the youngest or second youngest person in the class. Whoops, sorry, I started rambling, but I'm just saying review and I'll write more. Oh, and I have a face book now. Just look for TeLesha Thompson. Bye-Bye.