A/N: So this comes as a warning now, this is rate M for a reason, though that reason will not be shown in this chapter but in future chapters...
This is a VERY dark fic, I wanted to experiment with something this dark for a while now, and this is the story for it. There will be blood, rape, graphic violence, polygamy, betrayel, and questionable and controversial subjects, there will be chapters that will make you depressed (if you're into the story) so this is my warning to you, if you can take all of the above, I'm sure you will enjoy the various psychological and emotional dimensions of this story.
IMPORTANT: Oh, and I changed some minor details of the story, Rukia first met Ichigo when she was eleven, she left after hunting him for three years, then they met each other again seven years later, when she was twenty-one.
Other than that, enjoy and let me know what you think!
Three Day Later…
"Kurosaki-kun, what a surprise to see you here," said Gin, Gin was the king of the Western Vampire Kingdom, and Ichigo's cousin; it was a surprise to see him again, especially in Aizen's castle, "have you and Aizen-sama come to terms yet?"
"Yes, it seems to make amends, I will marry his daughter."
"Ah Orihime-chan, the one Renji-kun left at the alter, right?"
"The same one."
"Coming to think of it, that was one heck of a bachelor party, don't ya think?" Asked Gin. Of course, how could Ichigo forget, that was the night he saw Rukia again after seven years…
Eight Years Ago...
"Hey Ichigo! I'll catch you guys later okay?" Said Renji, and left after the blonde that caught his attention. Renji, his brother Ichigo, and his cousin Gin were at a nightclub in the human realm.
"This is one heck of a city, don't ya think?" Sighed Gin leaning back on the couch.
They accustomed coming to the human realm twice a month to feed on unsuspecting victims; no one recognized who they were since they were always careful about keeping their identities a secret. Tonight they were in New York, they had only come here once in the past, since they usually favored smaller cities because it made it easier to get away with their hunting.
The DVS, Department of Vampire Slayers, had become strongest in the western continents during the last decade, forcing the vampires to establish their territory in the other side of the globe. The great vampire kingdom reached from eastern Europe as far west as China, they Imperialized all of Asia, and parts of Africa, and Easter Europe. The safest place for vampires was in Asia, since they met much resistance in Easter Europe and Africa.
"Yeah, quite the city," agreed Ichigo looking up at the skylight above them, there were swirls of green and purple glowing around the edges due to the intense strobe lights, but in the center there was a somewhat opaque view of the full moon.
"Ya think Renji will be able to settle down and give up his womanizing ways?" Asked Gin; Ichigo shrugged.
"Why not. That Orihime girl is pretty cute, and she's King Aizen's daughter, Renji's lucky actually."
"Really? Then why didn't ya marry her instead, she likes ya more than Renji, I don't even think she likes Renji actually," said Gin thoughtfully.
"Reni's a womanizer, but he got that from me. If you know it'd be hard for Renji to settle down? Then you must know it's something impossible for me," said Ichigo taking a shot of tequila.
"I guess yer right. That means we'll have to make yer bachelor bash an even better one."
They both remained sitting for a long time, women approached them, and offered themselves to them; they gladly obliged, but stopped before their predator instincts came into play and they attacked them. No, they reserved their feeding for later, usually they would each choose a girl from the bunch, have sex with them, then suck them dry.
"I'm off to look for prey, ya should do the same," said Gin standing up; he disappeared in the crowd of people.
Ichigo took one last drink, then wandered the nightclub, scanning his amber eyes over every woman that crossed his path. He must have circled the entire club ten times, but, he could not find her. Dejectedly, he stuffed his hands in his brown blazer jacket, and left the club, he received a couple of slaps on the rear on his way out, the black leather pants he wore made the impact stronger, but he paid no attention to it.
New York City was a beauty in the night, the lights, the buildings…he took a cab and told the driver to drive; whenever he was asked where, Ichigo told him wherever he saw fit. In a few minutes, he found himself wandering time square. It was indeed a very interesting place, it made him feel like he was in an entirely different universe, and that he was an entirely different person.
It was a snowy night, but his body didn't seem to mind, it kept moving him forward; he did not understand this resolve. He was a man in a hunt, and for what, he was not entirely sure, his senses kept moving him forward, until he reached the front of Broadway Theatre.
He stopped.
Caught his breath,
He found her. In front of the theatre, was a woman in a little black dress, she wore a red jacket, her black hair was up in an elegant knot, and she seemed impatient, unaware that she was pouting her puffy pink lips, and tapping her tiny feet in red stilettos. She looked down at her watch and sighed frustrated, then opened her phone and sent a text.
Ichigo watched fascinated as she kicked the trash can, only to reach down and rub her foot in pain afterwards. To say she had a cute ass would be an understatement, even though she was a small, her ass was just the right size, perfectly rounded and firm. She growled in frustration, then turned down on Broadway. Ichigo followed her carefully, making sure she didn't detect him; soon, she reached central park; she sat one of the benches and lit a cigarette.
Ichigo watched closely as she exhaled the smoke, her lips looked so soft…so sweet, he usually disliked women who smoked, but this one made smoking look downright sexy. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, exposing her thin creamy neck. Ichigo gulped, he could smell her scent even this far away, he knew her type of blood was the one he liked most.
He straightened out his clothes, prepared to ready himself for the hunt, he needed to charm her of course, and his dashing good looks tended to be, persuasive. He walked towards her carefully, but oozing with confidence. She was so busy texting that she didn't noticed him until he was already in front of her.
"Excuse me," said Ichigo with his velvety smooth voice, one that he only used when hunting prey.
"What do you-!" She looked up at him annoyed, violet met amber, her eyes widened, as well as his, time stood still.
"I'm sorry, I'm new in New York, I seem to have gotten lost, would you be kind enough to show me to this address?" Asked Ichigo, his amber eyes glowed, something they did when being extra persuasive. She looked into his eyes, then at his orange hair, and she gasped. She stood silent for a moment, then composed herself and looked at him confidently.
"Of course, just show me the address," she said; there was a flicker in her violet eyes; he handed her the paper, "well," she said standing up.
"Rukia! Sorry I'm late." Rukia immediately turned to see an astonishingly handsome man walking towards them.
"Byakuya," she said turning away from Ichigo and walking towards Byakuya.
"You know how demanding Tosen can be."
"Don't worry about it," said Rukia smiling up at him; Byakuya smirked and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in for a kiss, but she stopped him before, he did, indicating to the man behind them.
"Who is this?"
"Oh this is…I'm sorry I didn't catch your name."
"Ichigo, nice to meet you," said Ichigo extending his hand to shake; Byakuya seemed reluctant to accept it, but he shook it nonetheless.
"I'm Byakuya, her fiancé," said Byakuya putting emphasis in the word 'fiancé'.
"Yes, Ichigo is new in New York, and he wanted our help finding an address, right?" said Rukia looking over at Ichigo.
"Oh, yeah."
"I'm sorry Mr. Ichigo, but Rukia and I have somewhere we need to be. Tosen wants to see us," said Byakuya looking over at Rukia.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry then, Ichigo," she said smiling up at him, "maybe we'll see you around?" Said Rukia giving him a friendly smile; she reached out and shook his hand. Ichigo felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. This was definitely the girl. They both said their goodbyes, and then left, leaving Ichigo in a state of thought.
Rukia, that name, where did he know her from? Rukia…Rukia…violet eyes, petit frame, black hair…that's it! Ichigo couldn't believe it, she was the same brat from seven years ago! The obsessive brat that wanted to slay him, she had been hunting him for three years, though of course, Ichigo just poked fun at her because she wasn't strong enough to beat him.
Rukia Ukitake, Jushiro Ukitake's daughter, Jushiro the founder of the DVS, a powerful man. But what was the little menace doing here? Did she remember him? Of course she must, why with the orange hair…and the obsession with kill him. A moment ago…was she trying to trick him? Ichigo smirked, the midget would get what she deserved all right…he would make sure to drain her dry, with or without her consent; now that he knew who she was, this would be twice as fun.
"We've detected three vampires," said Tosen to his group of slayers, Rukia, Byakuya, Rangiku, Hisagi, Grimmjow, Ikkaku, and Kaien.
"How powerful are they?" Asked Rangiku.
"We can take'em," scoffed Grimmjow nonchalantly.
"They're very powerful actually, we ran into one of them today, his name's Ichigo Kurosaki…he's a prince from the eastern vampire kingdom, I used to hunt him down when I still lived there," said Rukia.
"Ichigo Kurosaki? Son of the ruthless monarch Yamamoto?" Said Tosen thoughtfully; Rukia nodded.
"Should we pursue them?" Asked Kaien; Tosen nodded.
"Shiba, Matsumoto, Jaggerjacques, go after their trail; take as many reinforcements and you'd like, Rukia, Hisagi, Ikkaku, go home, and standby for backup. Kuchiki, we will need your forensic expertise once evidence has been brought in, standby as well."
"Mr. Tosen, wouldn't it be better if we all went?" Asked Rukia a little worried, she didn't know about the other two, but she knew how strong Ichigo was.
"Shiba, Matsumoto, and Jaggerjacques have the most experience; they can cope on their own."
"I know, but, I am familiar with Kurosaki's technique, I may be of some help-"
"Kuchiki, how long have you been working for the DVS?"
"Three years, but I don't see how-"
"You are not experienced enough, you are still Shiba's apprentice; you cannot handle vampires of this level."
"But if you'd only let me-"
"Shiba," Tosen looked over at Kaien, and Kaien took Rukia's hand and led her to the lounge area. Rukia sat on the couch and Kaien looked at Rukia seriously.
"Rukia, you know very well this is not your mission, you've never complained about the arrangement of assignments before, why now?"
"It's just…I know this vampire; I honestly think I can help, I know his tricks, I hunted him for three years…I know everything about him," she said desperately.
"You've hunted him, but have you caught him?" Asked Kaien; Rukia looked to the floor embarrassed. Kaien smiled and kneeled in front of her.
"There's nothing to be ashamed about Rukia, you're young, and when your time comes, you will be a great slayer," he said cupping her face with his hands, "now give me a smile," he said grinning at her. Like a stubborn little kid, Rukia pouted her lips and shook her head.
"You'll never change," sighed Kaien, but then his eyes took in her apparel, "of course physically you have changed a lot, had a date with Kuchiki?"
"Almost, he got there late because of Tosen; after that we ran into Ichigo. He lied to Ichigo about being my fiancé," said Rukia blushing.
"Ah but I would never allow that, not in a million years," said Kaien rubbing his thumb along her bottom lip; Rukia's cheeks went red.
"Kaien…" said Rukia pulling away embarrassed.
"You know I'm kidding Rukia…you're just too cute," said Kaien patting her on the head, of course he was kidding, he was a married man. Rukia hated it when he teased her like that. When she first joined the DVS and Kaien became her instructor, Rukia developed a crush on him. She never intended to let him know of her feelings, and she knew he was a lost case since he was married; she would never become a home wrecker. But she foolishly wrote his name in one of her notebooks with hearts around it, Kaien found it, and teased her about it from time to time. That was three years ago, and she no longer had those type of feelings for him, but she still blushed every time he brought it up.
"Come on, let's go, they'll get suspicious," he said; then he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "and I wouldn't want Miyako finding out about us," he whispered sensually; she gasped aloud when he licked the shell of her ear.
"You-you pervert!" She yelped, her face several shades of red; he burst out laughing.
"I'm sorry I couldn't help it you're just so…" he couldn't even finish his sentence because he was laughing so loud, he was even holding his sides, "okay I'm sorry."
"You are not funny," said Rukia standing up annoyed; she headed towards the door and Kaien followed after her.
"Oh come on, can't you take a joke?"
"Rukia, Rukia Ukitake," whispered Ichigo to himself, as if savoring the name, he was sitting in a tree next to her apartment. He thought of it twice, then decided to jump into her balcony. The glass balcony door was unlocked; he easily slipped inside the room.
As soon as he stepped inside, his senses were attacked by her wonderful scent, his mouth watered, he wanted her…needed her. There was the sound of an opening door, and he immediately dashed inside the closet, making sure to hide his reiatsu, vampire aura.
"Well, we're here," said Rukia a little bit nervously after they walked inside her apartment, Byakuya was looking at her heatedly, and she wanted to avoid such a situation, it was against her family's code of honor to copulate before marriage.
"Yes, we are," he said walking towards her and wrapping his arms around her waist, his grey eyes boring into hers. Keeping herself under control was becoming a difficult task, since the first time she laid eyes on Byakuya six months ago, her jaw dropped, she had never seen such a handsome man in her life, and he was so well-mannered too, it was interesting to speak to an intelligent man that knew about history, art, and great literature, most of the men in the DVS were your typical loud-mouthed, testosterone-driven, rude men. Byakuya was an exception…a downright sexy exception, and Rukia was incredibly attracted to him.
"Bya…kuya…" she moaned as his lips ran down to her neck. She gasped when she felt his tongue slip out, and glide from the base of her neck to the sensitive skin behind her ear. His hands ran themselves up to her shoulders, and he removed her jacket. Rukia was expecting more to come, but Byakuya separated himself from her, leaving her confused. Rukia looked up at him perplexed, and Byakuya blushed a bit before sitting on her couch.
"It's very late, we should probably get some rest just in case we're called," he said avoiding her eyes; she nodded in agreement.
"You're right, good night," she said; she stood on her tiptoes and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. She pulled away only to be drawn back. Byakuya's lips met hers in full force, his tongue completely dominated her mouth, causing her to whimper. She felt her knees buckle underneath her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. In an instant, her back met the floor, Byakuya cradled comfortably in between her legs; she could feel his excitement through their clothes, the feeling of something pressed against her felt weird, but exciting.
His mouth became more insistent as he ground himself against her, making Rukia arch against him, pressing their lower bodies closer. One of his hands rubbed her upper thigh, while the other came up to run its finger through her hair, undoing the bun, and causing it to cascade on the floor. His lips trailed down to her neck, where he nibbled gently. The friction between their sexes was incredible, she was quickly being stimulated, his groin rubbing against the delicate nub that was her clit…she had never felt anything like it before. Muscles she didn't even know existed began to spasm, causing her to moan louder than before, as her muscles contracted, she felt Byakuya's bulge become bigger, so much that it was poking against her and slightly penetrating through their clothes. It was at this point that Byakuya pulled away, looking extremely disheveled.
"I'm sorry. I think it'd be good if I stayed in the couch," he said helping her sit up; she immediately fixed her dress so that it covered her embarrassingly wet underwear, but something in the way Byakuya looked at her told her he already knew.
"Do you need any blankets?"
"N-no, it's a little hot in here," he said; then there was awkward silence.
"Well, I'll just, go now, goodnight," she said nervously as she walked away and left.
As soon as Rukia got to her room, she turned on one of the lamps and dropped on the bed. She sighed loudly.
"Abstinence…" she thought aloud, 'easier said than done..'
Ichigo looked at Rukia through the louvers of the closet door, curiously. She seemed very disheveled, her face was flushed, her breath uneven….he could smell her arousal from the spot.
And it turned him on. Then she said something that made him even harder.
"Abstinence…" so she was a virgin? He could definitely imagine his…ripping through her…it was the after-sex that intrigued him, nothing was sweeter to a male vampire's tongue than licking blood off a devirginized woman's folds, it was so erotic, and the taste was unique, better than simply drinking virgin's blood.
Ichigo snapped out of his little trance when he heard some shuffling. He looked through the louvers again to see, Rukia, beginning to undress. She reached her hands to the back of her dress, and ever so slowly unzipped it, if Ichigo didn't know better he'd think she was teasing him, but her grunts of complaint told him she just couldn't reach it too well…perhaps he should help her?
Ichigo shook his head, he was becoming way too perverted for his own good, and since when did he find this midget attractive. If anything she used to annoy him, it annoyed him to have her follow him around all the time trying to kill him. It annoyed him that she was arrogant without reason, there were times when he gave her a false hope of winning during their battles, only to poke fun at her afterwards…
But then again… you also missed her after she left…a voice inside his head told him; Ichigo shook his head blocking those thoughts.
There was no denying, she had changed so much. His eyes were dark and lustful as he watched her. She was down to he panties and bra, in front of her mirror, she seemed dissatisfied with her lanky frame; he could imagine what went through her head, slayers are supposed to be tougher, more muscular…
Rukia looked at herself in the mirror, dissatisfied. Upon seeing her scrawny frame, she was reminded that she was powerless. She should be out there right now, helping Kaien and the others. Why must she be so small? So weak? "You've hunted him, but have you caught him?" Kaien's words echoed in her mind. Perhaps Tosen was right, she was too inexperience, perhaps she would only be in the way. Rukia sighed, then spotted her nightgown by the closet, she walked towards it, picked it up, and walked over to the mirror.
Ichigo held his breath as she walked towards the closet, he scoot back to a corner as much as he could, but the impact never came; she found whatever she was looking for outside of the closet. He moved closer to the louvers again, and peered through the openings.
Rukia was in front of the mirror again. His breath caught as she unclasped her bra, and very slowly slipped it off, she glanced at herself quickly before slipping on her peach nightgown. It was a quick moment, but in those couple of seconds, he was able to see what was apparently a beautiful pair of breasts. Rukia was a small woman, and he expected there to be nothing there, but there was definitely something there. Her breasts weren't big, but they were definitely of average size, at least a B-cup he pondered, and their texture, he could see from here how creamy they were, surely they'd be delicious to the taste. How he would love to bite into them, tasting that skin, licking those puckering pink nipples…
Ichigo waited about an hour, and with his acute vampire senses was able to sense when she fell asleep. He opened the door very carefully, and walked towards the sleeping woman. He watched her, sleeping peacefully, even breaths making her chest rise and fall. The room was warm even though it was winter, and she opted not to use a blanket. Her nightgown was short, only going halfway down her thighs, and it had ridden up even more as she slept, he could see her purple panties, and even smell the huskiness of her earlier arousal.
The moonlight cascaded beautifully on her body, making her look enchanting. Ichigo kneeled on the floor beside the bed. Very lightly, he allowed his finger to run down her neck, he pressed his finger harder on her pulse point. The thumbing of her beating heart drove him wild, he could feel her blood circulating…
He could contain himself no longer, his eyes turned gold, keeping her sleeping body from waking. He straddled her, and ran his hungry hands all over her body. His eyes shut and his head swayed back; he moaned as he felt the texture of her skin on his palms. His lips followed a hot trail from her stomach, over one of her breasts, and finally up to her neck. Once there he buried his face in the crook of her neck, he remained that way for a moment, taking in her scent. He nuzzled her throat, and then ran his tongue from the base of her neck to her pulse point. He pressed his tongue there; he could feel her pulse beating on his tongue.
He his fangs came out, and very delicately touched her neck, without biting.
No. There was something he wanted first. He wanted her. All of her.
He pulled back, his hungry eyes taking in her form. He ran his hands up her thighs, roaming the traveling her skin slowly. He lifted her gown up to her waist…his fingers went to her core, he rubbed lightly. She moaned in her sleep. He grinned. It pleased him to know she was enjoying this on a subconscious level.
His fingers were replaced with his mouth…more moaning.
They could wake up the fiancé…he didn't care.
His fingers came to move the bottom of her panties to the side. His lips pressed against her core…her body trembled. A sly tongue slipped out of his mouth, and tasted her, licking along her folds…more moaning.
By the time he was finished there was a thin layer of sweat covering her body…he wanted to lick it off.
He hovered over her, and parted her legs, settling himself in between. He ground against her and she sighed, her body seemed to respond as she bucked her hips against his. His hand busied itself with one of her breasts, kneading it until the nipple became erect. He slid one of the straps down, enough to expose one of her breasts. He kissed the rosy bud softly, brushing it with his lips tenderly, before taking a large portion of her breast into his mouth and suckling it.
The girl beneath him moaned, her arms filled with goose bumps. He suckled harder, making sure not to bite her. Her body writhed beneath his, perspiring, her back arching in an offering, an offering to him, and only him. He ground his erection harder against her, he had never felt more alive. His fingers hooked to the hem of her panties, and he began to pull them down…
The phone rag in the living room.
The fiancé would wake up.
He needed to leave.
Ichigo reluctantly pulled himself away from her, he fixed her nightgown, and went back to hiding in the closet, making sure to remove the spell. Sure enough, a couple of seconds later Byakuya knocked on the door; Rukia woke up and stretched as she yawned. Ichigo couldn't help but think how cute she looked as she woke up. Rukia fixed her hair a little, and put on her robe before answering the door.
"What is it Byakuya?" She asked still slightly stretching.
"Tosen called, they need us."
"Let me change fir-"
"Take your clothes and hurry, you can change at the station." Ichigo hid in a corner of the closet where he knew he couldn't be seen; Rukia quickly grabbed her uniform and left; Ichigo was relieved. Once they left, Ichigo quickly left the apartment.
Present...
"Yeah, I agree, that was one heck of a bachelor party," said Ichigo to Gin; then they walked together to the courtyard, where Ichigo would meet with his new fiance.