Each night the nightmares seemed more and more real. Each morning the noble woke up breathing heavily. She would grab her chest, eyes wide and darting all over the room. Trying to find some hint of that vile creature. But he was never there. Only in her mind when she was asleep. When she was awake she could catch fleeting glimpses but nothing more. But she thought about him. Always. Though she could never speak a word of what happen on that day. Forever burned into her mind.
Once again it was dark and it would start all over again. She had almost become used to it. Almost. As much as Rukia wanted to tell her brother, someone. Even those two buffoons. Yet the words would never come. Shame washed over her. She was a Kuchiki, a member of a noble family. How could she allow such a thing to happen? To let it haunt her. But that was the kind of man Ichimaru Gin was. He burned his way in, creating illusions with an unseen poison.
No matter how much she tried each night sleep took her. It seemed to happen immediately. Everything went dark and brought her back to that day. The same feelings washed over her again. Shame, pain, hate and rage. The tears even felt on her face. The feeling of his body on hers, forcing her into such things. Dirty. She was dirty. He was dirty. No one could hear her or maybe they did and just didn't care.
After all, she wasn't a real Kuchiki. Just a stray. She deserved this fate.
Another morning and she was covered in cold sweat. Her hand went to her lower body. Slowly the other hand followed and soon her arms wrapped around herself. Too scared to even think of the question. To even dare give that idea a moments thought. No matter how much she put it off she would have to conciser it soon. Knowing her shame would be shown to the world. Surely she would be kicked out from the Kuchiki family. Why would they want something as dirty as her in their family to bring them more shame.
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How could a month and a half have passed so quickly?
Rukia sat in her bed as she did every morning, arms around her body. She stared at it. Everything came crashing down on her all over again. That man…he did this. She had become the very thing he said she was. One last hit to her resolve. There was no repair to it. That test confirmed everything. What a dirty, shameful act she participated in. It was all her fault. She should have died that day. Yet that man had spared her life twice. The first time her brother wasn't there to take the pain for her.
Ichimaru Gin. The man that had taken everything away from the young noble. Twice. That vile creature had left his venom in her.