Many days passed without them seeing each other, and Rukia started to get inpatient. It was so much she wanted to ask him. Who was he, this Ichigo? Where did he come from, how was he as a person? Why had he warned her and said that they should not see each other, just to kiss her in the next moment? It meant that he thought she was interesting, either because he was curious about her or that he longed for her.
Whatever the reason she wanted to meet him again, not because she was interested of him she told herself, but because she just wanted some questions answered. She had after all dreamed about a young man that looked a lot like Ichigo in appearance and in the dream had been the man she was destined for.
She did not know how she could know this, just that it was true and that if now Ichigo was the man she had dreamed about, she wanted to figure out as much as she could about him before she either told him what she suspected, or let him go and married Renji instead.
In her village it was pretty common that most of the young women that was in the village was married away with any of the young men that just waited to get a handsome woman that could take care of house and kids while they got to "live life" and go out and hunt with the older men in the village.
Most of the women soon accepted that they had to work from home and give birth to their husbands and should it happen that he was cheating on her with another woman (often much younger then herself), she just had to accept that as well, since it wasn't unusual that the men in the village had sexual relationships with younger women just to make sure that their genes would pass on.
Rukia knew that Renji was not such a man as most most of the others in the village, but she had no romantic feelings for him. They had been playing together as children and when they had started to grow up she had noticed that Renji had started to look more and more at her body and that he got something in his eyes that she knew all to well what it meant, since she had seen it in many of the other older men.
Just the thought of giving birth to a child with a man that she did not love and did not want to live the rest of her life with, made her sick. The sexual part she would have no problem with. She knew that if the opportunity would occur she would probably sleep with Renji, since she found him attractive, but also because she had heard from some of the other girls in the village that he apparently should be a good lover. Renji took the opportunity to sleep with an attractive young woman that wanted him now and then. He was after all a man and even he had needs.
Rukia did not look down at him because of that, since she knew that if they would get married he would be faithful to her. He had told her that himself in some occasions when they've been alone. It was not unusual that he tried to get close to her at the same time does words were spoken, but every time she had calmly but steady pushed him away and explained to him that she wasn't ready for a relationship yet, that she needed time to think of all this.
It was after all a huge decision from his side to ask for her hand in marriage and ask her to forever be faithful to him, especially since he didn't need to keep that promise in the same way that she needed.
Rukia was such a women that rather saved herself till she found the right one, or someone that she thought was second best. If she put her dreams in the mix as well she was determined to at least try to figure out if Ichigo could be the man she had been dreaming of and if he was the right one. If he wasn't, she would give up her dreams and become Abarai Renji's wife and lose the name Kuchiki, her father's name.
She quickly pushed the thoughts of marriage away to the most remote parts of her brain and instead summoned the memory of Ichigo's kiss on her lips. How many times had she not played that specific memory and felt a little shill that began in her stomach that then travelled downwards?
She felt a bit ashamed, even though she knew she didn't have to, over that she over the pass nights had satisfied herself while she had thought of Ichigo and how his lips had felt against hers. On his smile and his strong but still soft hands that had stroked her face. She had even fantasized on how his lips would feel against the rest of her body och on which way he would stroke her with help from his tongue and hands. How would it feel to have him inside her, to feel how he took her virginity and unite with her?
Just now, when she thought back on what she had done to herself, she felt how the need once again started to bubble up inside her even though it was the middle of the day. She could not continue like this, this was not like her! She that never had been interested in sex before was now totally occupied of the thought of feeling a man between her legs!
She just had to meet Ichigo again, if so just to find out if he felt the same for her as she did for him. If he didn't she would never meet him again and let all this lust that she felt go out over Renji. She was sure that she would be a wonderful wife to him, and if she got tired of him she could probably find someone else that interested her.
Before she had time to regret her decision, she snucked out from the village without being seen. Or that was what she thought... Without she saw it Renji followed her in just a enough distance so that she would not see him. She did not know that he had watched her for several days now and understood that something was not as it should with her. He was determined to find out what this something was.
Rukia continued without knowing that she was followed to the glade where she had met Ichigo for the first time. She did not dare to call his name in case someone else was close and would discover an unknown woman on their territory. She decided to lay down in the glade with outstretched arms and legs. There she lay while she listened to the birds singing and the insects humming and slowly was cradled into an easy slumber.
She woke up to the sound of breathing from someone that was laying next to her and the feeling of a hand that slowly stroked her cheek. She did not open her eyes immediately, but just let her cheek stroke against the hand that stroked her. "Ichigo", she whispered almost without no sound but she understood that she had been heard when the hand stopped stroke her cheek for some second before it continued.
"Hello again, Rukia", Ichigo whispered back and Rukia felt how he came closer to her. She still did not open her eyes, afraid of that if she did it would turn out that everything had been a long, wonderful dream.
"I know that I said that we should not see each other again, but I haven't been able to stop thinking of you and that kiss I gave you the last time we met. I have wanted to see you every day that has passed since then, if so only to get a small glimpse of you and your beatuiful face..."
Rukia turned her head towards his voice and felt the heat from his breath. She smiled and slowly stretched out her hand until she felt how her fingers came in contact with his lips. She slowly started to stroke them and when she heard Ichigo moan low she opened her eyes. She looked straight into his amber eyes and he into her purple.
Without that none of them said something Ichigo bowed down and Rukia up so that they could meet the others lips in a slow and gently kiss that soon deepened into something else. Before Rukia knew it Ichigo had laid his arms around her and pushed her hard against him, as if also he was afraid that this was all a dream that he soon would wake up from. She wanted to tell Ichigo that she was real, that this really happened, but she was way too busy kissing him and feel the taste of his lips against hers, to be able to say anything at all.
She started to stroke his neck and hair with her fingers and she felt how Ichigo enjoyed the touch. She continued, but much more slower now to really tease him. She did not understand why she did as she did and how she could know what he liked. It was as if they had done this hundred of times before and knew each other inside and out. Could it be that they were twin souls that she had heard so many stories about? Humans that just had knew that they belonged and that almost knew each other inside and out even though they had never met before?
She decided to not think to much about it, but just concentrate on what happened here and now. If she before had doubted that Ichigo did not feel the same way as she did for him, she could throw those doubts somewhere where the sun doesn't shine by now. Ichigo did not do what he did just because he found her attractive. This was something else, something that she had never heard of before. She could not explain it, but it was something with the way he touched her that just made her know what she knew.
Knew that he wanted her as much as she wanted him.
Ichigo stopped kiss her lips and traveled down to her throat and neck instead. Rukia couldn't help it: a little moan escaped her lips when Ichigo's lips touched her naked skin. She continued her treatment to his neck and let the hand that before had been in his hair glide down towards his back that also this time was naked. She could feel how muscular he was and that he had many scars from battles he had fought.
"Tell me about your scars..." she whispered in his ear while she continued to stroke his back.
Ichigo looked down at her and smiled. "Those? If you expect to hear some fantastic stories on how I got these through heroic deeds, I am afraid that I have to dissapoint you. Most of them are from different training sessions that I have had with my father and some of the other young men of my tribe. We are getting trained in combat and it is not unusual that many of us gets battle scars after we have finished our training."
Rukia nodded. "I see", she said and laid her forehead against Ichigo's. She sighed and looked him into his eyes. "Is this right, what we're doing and are about to do, Ichigo? We do not even know each other!"
Ichigo did not say anything for a while, but just looked at Rukia where she laid under him. He gav her a sad smile, gave her a soft kiss and said: "I know that we do not know each other, but I can by just looking at you know that you're the one for me. Doesn't matter if I do not know you, Rukia, we have all the time in the world for that! You are asking if we're doing the right thing? If you would ask anyone else they would probably say that we're really stupid that has just thought of it. If you on the other hand ask me, I say that you should look into yourself. Do you think that what we're doing is wrong, or does it feel right? For me it does feel more than right, Rukia; it's destiny..."
Rukia could not help it. She started laughing and hugged Ichigo. "I feel the same, Ichigo. I was just unsure if you really felt the same way towards me as I do for you. Now I know that I didn't have to worry. I love you, Kurosaki Ichigo and if you allow it I would like to spend the rest of my life together with you."
Rukia did not get a reply, but she didn't need to. She saw the answer in Ichigo's eyes and before she knew it Ichigo had pushed her into his arms and start to kiss her deeply. She could feel the lust that flowed from him and it did not take long before even her body started to tickle from a lust that was held back but also excitement of what was about to happen.
Ichigo immediately felt Rukia's lust and started to take of the shirt of animal skin she had around her waist. It quickly dropped to the ground and Rukia shivered from the wind that stroke her now naked upperbody. She could feel how her unprotected nipples got hard and she let a low moan escape her mouth.
"You are beautiful, Rukia," Ichigo whispered between a couple of kisses.
Those words got Rukia to get more excited and she pushed herself harder towards Ichigo's body. It did not take long until she felt how a pair of hands lay around her stiffened breasts and started to massage them teasingly. She moaned again and started to move with the hands rhytm.
"You like this, don't you?" Ichigo said and smiled teasingly against Rukia. Without waiting for an answer he laid his head against Rukia's neck and bit her between the neck and shoulder. He got a reaction immediately, which he also had expected.
Rukia's upper body bent backwards and upwards. From her throat came a sound that only an animal can make. She grabbed Ichigo's head and pushed him closer to her hot body. "More, Ichigo, more! Bite me harder... I want you to taste my blood..."
Ichigo did as Rukia asked and it did not take long until he felt how warm blood zipped into his mouth and down alongside both his lips and Rukia's throat. He had never experienced something like this and strangely enough it made him excited.
Without that he knew how it had happened Rukia had in the same moment as he had started to taste her blood somehow managed to undress both herself and him. He felt how she took his hard penis and moved it towards her wet gender. He moaned low when he felt how wet she was and couldn't wait any longer. With some help from Rukia he slowly sank into her wet inside and he felt how it immediately closed in around him.
"Rukia..." was all Ichigo managed to get out before Rukia silenced him by pressing her lips against his and kiss him passionate while she slowly began to move herself back and forth against his hard penis.
She could feel the taste of her blood while she kissed him. How long was it since she had laid under a man, with the little difference that this time he had actually get to push himself into her? She thought back on all the other men she had let take of her clothes and stroke her while she had begged them to taste her blood. She had wanted them to in their last minutes of life feel some kind of happiness before she had ended it all and murdered them by slowly sucking out all their blood to then leave only a shell of the person they had been before she had ate.
The truth was that she was a vampire and had been in many years. Byakuya and all the others in the village she for the moment was in did not know anything, they thought that she was a normal young and beautiful woman that yet hadn't found her way in life when the truth was quite the opposite. She knew really well how her life would look like in the future. She would soon have to flee from the village she for the moment lived in just to settle down in a new for a couple of years before it was time to move again. If she stayed to long in a place it would soon result in that someone understood what she was and that could get horrible consequences...
She had turned when she was a little girl on only seven years. The vampire, another woman, had for some reason felt pity for the girl who's life she was on her way to end in such young years and had decided to turn her instead. In that way she would still have a life, even if it was one that she had not been able to imagine even in her darkest nightmares.
The woman had been thorough with explaining to Rukia what it meant to be a vampire and how careful she had to be to not let anybody understand what she was since it would in a very painful death. The only way she could die on was not by sunlight as many thought that vampires was weak against, but with a stake through the heart and by decapitation.
"Things like us are called Nosferatus", the woman had told her. "We stand sunlight and can therefor walk among the people without them susepcting anything. However, we can not eat or drink anything else than blood and we don't get sunburned but our skin are forever pale, since we are dead. We can not cross streams or rivers by own power, only if we get carried or dragged across them. We can't stand garlic either or holy water and we can't walk into holy ground, like churches. All these things you must think of from this day forward, Rukia. If you do that there is a great chance that you avoid being discovered."
Rukia had taken all that into account these eleven years that had passed since she had turned. It had been hard at the beginning, but the more time went she had learned different ways to come up with excuses and therefor avoid being discovered. Her time had started to end though, since it had been harder and harder to avoid discovery the older she became. Since she had reached puberty when she turned fifteen her thirst for blood had just become greater and she had needed to eat more often. She had been forced to get further and further away every time she searched for food and that frightened her.
Hardest though had been not to give up everything and tell her parents what she really was and why she acted strange sometimes. She had noticed that her parents had become more and more worried for her for a while now and she soon had no more good excuses left that she could use to ease her parents worry.
She was interrupted in her thoughts by Ichigo's voice that called to her. "Rukia, what is it?" he asked and when she opened her eyes and looked up at him she noticed that she had stopped kissed him and lay completely still in his arms. He had a frown of worry in his face that did not suit him and that she didn't want to be there.
She gave him a soft kiss and smiled. "It seems I got lost in my own thoughts for a while. Nothing to worry about, Ichigo. I apologise if I made you worry, it was not my purpose. Well, where were we...?"
Rukia gave Ichigo a smirk and started to move against his penis that had started to softened but that quickly hardened again as soon as she moved. Ichigo gave out a low moan and grabbed Rukia's hips before he started to move together with her. Both of them disappeared into a lovemaking that none of them had experienced before and that covered them and only them. Nothing else excisted but them and their lust.
It did not take long until Rukia felt the familiar hunger that came crawling. She had not eaten for a few days now since she had been home and taken care of her sick father. She knew that if she did not eat in the next few days she would have to either take someone from the village, which would be way to risky, or fade away and let someone kill her...
She now stood in front of a crossroad: either eat from Ichigo and regain her strenght and then risk him finding out what she was or skip it and thereby have to eat someone from the village. The question was what Ichigo would do if he found out her true self. Would he try to kill her or would he let her go? Would he really be able to love someone like her?
The truth was that Rukia started to get really tired of having to tell lies the whole time of where she went at night, of why she was so pale all the time and why she ate so little. How many times had she not been so close to tell the truth and thereby get an ending to all mystery making that she had been doing the past eleven years?
She looked up at Ichigo's beautiful face. She loved him so much and she knew that if it was someone she would be able to tell her secret to it would be him. He was the only one that would understand her and that could release her from the pain she felt everytime she was forced to kill yet another innocent person.
The problem now was that she was so hungry... She simply couldn't tell Ichigo what she was to then risk that he wouldn't allow her to eat. She hated herself for not giving Ichigo an honest chance, but she really didn't have any other choice.
This is how vampires work, this is their nature.
Quickly Rukia sat up, crossed her legs around Ichigo's lower back and started to lick his throt and neck. She knew that her saliva would make it easier for her fangs to bury themselves into Ichigo's skin and thereby make her eating more easier. She noticed how Ichigo pushed her closer to him and bent his head so that she would gain easier access to his throat and neck. Now she couldn't back away, she had to eat now that Ichigo so willingly gave himself to her.
What a shame that he doesn't understand what he just have done... was the last thing Rukia thought before she closed down and let the vampire inside her take control and do what it did best:
Eat.
Rukia opened her mouth and felt how her fangs quickly grew and got longer and longer until they had reached their full length. She heard how Ichigo gasped and let out a surprised "What?" before she buried her teeth into him, literally.
In the same moment that Ichigo's blood flowed into her she could feel how her powers slowly returned and how her body once again got more color. She pushed herself closer to Ichigo and continued to move up and down his penis while she sucked his blood.
She noticed that Ichigo was both terrified and filled with lust at the same time. Her saliva made the bite hurt lesser then it should have, and the person that she drank of felt some kind of lust of getting their blood sucked out. Sick, yes, but oh so useful.
When she noticed that Ichigo began to get slower in his movements she stopped drinking. She had got more than she needed and had no plans on killing him the way she had done with the other she let her tongue slide over the wound and it immediately stopped bleeding. Now she didn't need to worry that Ichigo would bleed to death.
When the world had stopped spun Ichigo dared to look up at Rukia and on the still fresh blood that dropped from her fangs. He couldn't believe it was true. This must be some kind of horrible nightmare! Not could Rukia, his Rukia, be a... Vampire?
"Rukia... Why?" was the only thing he could say. It was as if someone had laid a big blanket on his brain that made that he could not think straight. Probably it was because of the bloodloss. He recognized the sympthoms from humans that had told him how it felt when you lost enough blood and what you should do in that situation.
"I am sorry, Ichigo. I wanted to tell you, but I hadn't eaten for many nights and if I had not been drinking of your blood I had been forced to take someone from my village and that is something I avoid as long as it's possible. I do not want to have to separate from my family and friends, but as it looks now it begins to be time for me to say goodbye to them and even..." Rukia looked down at the grass under her before she whispered "even you..."
"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked and grabbed Rukia's chin. He forced her to look up at him and in her eyes he saw the answer. "You are going to leave..."
Rukia did not answer, but let the tears that started to pour down her cheeks speak for themselves. Ichigo was still in chock over the fact that Rukia was a vampire, but he still loved her as much as he had done before he had found out the truth. He could do just about anything for her if she just asked him to.
"Ichigo, I do not want you to feel pity for me because I stopped doing that many years ago. This has been my life for eleven years now and I have killed many persons under those years. I know that it wrong to kill, but I haven't been able to take the risk that someone should have recognized me and thereby tell the truth about me. It would break my family and the whole village. Therefor I will give you two choices, Ichigo. You either hold my secret a secret, or I will have to..." Rukia svallowed hard before she looked Ichigo deep in the eyes.
"Or I will have to kill you."
To her surprise Ichigo did not move an inch. It was as if... as if he had understood what she would say. Maybe she had underestimated him totally, maybe he actually understood her more than what she had thought he could...
Ichigo pushed Rukia hard against him and hugged her while he gave her neck small, kind kisses. He could feel how Rukia shivered under his touch and it made him warm. She was not like the vampires he had been hearing stories about by the campfires. According to the stories vampires was only bloodthirsty murderers that couldn't feel joy, happiness or love. They could only feel hatred, anger and bloodthirst. It was after all the only thing that kept them alive. How many times had he not heard horrible stories about victims that hardly could get identified because of the hatred and anger the vampire had been using when it had teared its victim apart?
Rukia was not at all like any of these vampires. She was goodhearted, beautiful and was capable of feeling love. She did not kill for fun, but because she needed to. She had told him that she loved him and she had not killed him like she had done with her other victims, but let him decide his own faith.
"Rukia, I love you and I hope you know that. If you want me to keep your secret a secret, I will do that."
The kiss that Rukia gave him could not be misstaken. Quickly Ichigo laid down Rukia on the ground and started to once again push himself in her. Between the hot kisses Rukia thought she heard the sound of leaves and branches that broke under a foot, but when she opened her eyes and looked in the direction she thought she had heard the sounds, she could not see anything out of the ordinary. She decided that she must had imagined the sounds and concentrated her whole being on Ichigo.
She followed his pace and moaned high when he bit her in the shoulder while he started to push more and more harder. She could feel that she was close and was not going to let Ichigo escape if she couldn't.
Quickly she turned around so that she was on top and started to ride Ichigo violently. She could feel how his penis got even harder under her and how Ichigo shivered of lust. She then began to stroke herself while she rode him faster and faster until they both came in an orgasm that none of them had experienced before. Rukia saw stars and felt how the energy that just had been there left her body.
She laid down on top of Ichigo and gave him a tired kiss before she let her head rest against his shivering chest. She could feel how hard his heart beated and a sting of jealousy hit her so hard it got hard to breath. It was such a long time since she last had felt her own heart beat that she had almost forgot how it felt to have a heart that beat in your chest. How many times had she not wished that she, if so for only a few seconds, would be able to feel the heartbeats from her own heart beat once again?
New tears began to build in her eyes but she quickly blinked them away. She had cried enough times already over this and she did not want to do it again in front of the only person in the world that ever had loved her for the one she truly was.
"Wow, Rukia..." Ichigo managed to say between a few breaths. "That was... fantastic."
Rukia couldn't help it. After everything she and Ichigo just had been through she started laughing. It wasn't a quiet laugh, but one that came from deep within her heart that no longer beat. She could not remember the last time she'd laughed like this, but it must have been a long time ago.
Ichigo smiled when he heard Rukia's laugh. Never before had he heard something so beautiful. He loved her laugh and how her face lit up. Never before had he loved someone in the way he loved Rukia, even if she was a vampire, a night's creature that lived on sucking out what other people needed to survive.
"I love you, Rukia", Ichigo said and stroked her hair slowly while he at the same time gave her a tired kiss.
"And I love you, Ichigo", Rukia said and kissed him back. "Are you ready for round two?"
Ichigo gave her a smile that couldn't be missunderstood before he sat up, stood behind her and very slowly penetrated her from behind.