Strawberry Maid; Butterfly King Third Flight: Apologies

Isn't it funny how coworkers can decide for you if you like your job or not?

There was a constant battle going in the Kurosaki establishment between the king and the maid, more specifically Ichigo and Rukia. Every time she disrespected him he would find a new way to punish her, and every time he did that she'd find a new way to tell him that she couldn't care less and wished he'd go to hell. The list of things she had to do over the week following her first day at the Kurosaki Palace were long and demanding but most of degrading.

There was a list of chores that were SPECIFICALLY for her such as running his bath, making his food and even feeding at one point. This lead to the other maids to become jealous of the Rukia was around the other maids they'd either give her a dirty look or just ignore her. Orihime was still sweet though, Rukia could tell how jealous she was being the kind soul that Orihime was she never voiced it or held any anger towards the princess-turn-maid.

The other five, however, were not nearly as forgiving. Two in paticular were harsh, Riruka and Halibel, in their own ways. While the other three, Nell, Nanao, and Momo, just seemed to ignore her. Nell hardly ever saw the princess as she was usually paired up with Orihime on chores. Nanao was quiet and cold. Momo was shy but still topped with the jealousy it was no wonder they wanted nothing to do with Rukia.

Then there were the antagonists who made it CLEAR they didn't like her. Riruka was the more vocal of the two, always complaining about how much attention she got and how she didn't deserve it, she would sometimes sabotage Rukia's work "accidentally" and make her start over but things were always fixed by the time Ichigo got home. Rukia realized that he was gone for a diffrent amount of hours every day but Riruka seemed to already have his schedule memorized making sure to pick the right oppertunities to torture Rukia.

Halibel was the opposite of Riruka, quiet and not as cruel, but equally as mean. What she lacked in vocal harressment she made up for in gestures, like watching as Riruka did something to sabotage Rukia or walking by and "accidentally" tripping Rukia or blowing her skirt up. She wondered if Ichigo knew the impact all these 'special' chores were having on her with the other girls. She found it hard to believe that he just liked her company, but it was alright, she figured if she could just make it through this phase of her life she'd get out of it, somehow, she always did.

Rukia discovered quickly that what chores you got had zero to do with skills but more so appeasing the young king. For example; a week ago Rukia was called to Ichigo's room little did she know he wanted her to wash his body for her while he was in his in-ground bath, of course she refused but Ichigo told her she had to if she didn't want this war to happen, so she unwilling gave in making sure to scrub EXTRA hard to get the 'dirt' off of him. Late in the week after Rukia had become more accustemed to her currant situation, one day on his way out the door she noticed he had two different pairs of boots on, she COULD have let him walk out like that, and honestly she WANTED to but the female, fashion-aware side got the better of her and blurted it out before she could cover her mouth. Ichigo looked at her then at his boots before looking back at her giving her a smirk and a wink. The chores were pretty easy but the more praise Rukia got the more crap the other girls gave her, she would have rather worked in the garden all day and avoided them all together like she was doing today...

The bird sits in it's cage...waiting for the chance fly in the beautiful blue skies.

Ichigo was riding on his horse with his sword in hand galloping down the forest path. Jack, the German Shepperd, was running along side the giant black stallion eyes set on the target. "Go Jack!" Ichigo shouted, the canine ran swiftly ahead, fangs ready, pouncing on the target causing it to yelp in pain. Ichigo jumped off the horse, readying his sword to stab the target as soon as Jack had it in submission. As soon as the poor deer was on the ground Ichigo held his sword above the struggling animal "I'm sorry..." he whispered stabbing the deer in the stomach, watching the life slip from it's eyes.

Jack let go of the bucks neck allowing Ichigo to pick it up. "Looks like we're gonna eat good tonight Jack." The strong dog barked in response.

As Ichigo rode back to the castle with his kill on the back of his steed he couldn't help but think of the Kuchiki princess waiting (or not) for him to return. He heard she was the most beautiful woman in all of the Kuchiki empire but not THIS beautiful. She had to be the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen, from her silky black hair he wanted to run his hands through to her smooth long legs he wanted to have wrapped around his waist as he brought her nervona over and over. But the thing that he loved the most was those deep lavender eyes that shined beautifully in the moonlight the night of his party. He wondered what color they'd be if they were hazy with lust that he caused.

'Woah... calm down there Ichigo, not good to ride a horse with a boner.' Ichigo thought calming himself down.

Despite how gentle she looked her attitude only served to make want her more. 'Someone that feisty has to be a freak in the bedroom.' Someone like her obviously won't give in that easy but that's okay because he liked a chase. Before she came along women would throw themselves at him and he'd more then glad to show them a good time or three. Even his maids, when they would 'accidentally' rub their breast on his shoulders when serving him food or ask if he needed help in changing, Ichigo would take them right then and there no matter who saw, sometimes they would either watch or join in on the ever since she came along he wouldn't even look at any other woman, which obviously caused the maids to become jealous of her.

The king arrived at his castle, leading his horse to the stables before taking his kill to the stocking room for animal waiting to be eaten and entering the main doors. "Welcome back, Master." The maids greeted. Ichigo looked around not seeing his desired princess maid.

"Where is Rukia?" Ichigo asked Rangiku.

"uh...I'm not sure master." Rangiku replied.

Ichigo walked towards the stairs after telling the maids to back to their business.

"The key to your heart is in my hands, ready to open when I'm ready and willing."

Rukia was on the third floor balcony watching the sunset. 'If only I could be like the sun, no matter how much you try you can never reach it.' She sighed ready to head back inside.

"There you are my cute little princess maid." Ichigo whispered in her ear wrapping his arms around her waist, causing Rukia to jump. "L-Let go of me! And DON'T call me princess!" Rukia tried to wiggle out of his grasp only making Ichigo tighten his arms around her.

"Well you ARE in MY room, therefore I can do with you as I please..." Ichigo said as he whispered the last part. "princess."

Ichigo's hand started rubbing her thigh, coming close to her panty covered core making Rukia bite her lip to stifle a moan.

"Like that princess?" He said rubbing a little higher.

"Y-You per-vert..." Rukia said looking him over her shoulder, this only caused Ichigo to smirk even more.

"And I think your body likes it." He said licking the shell of her ear causing Rukia to let out a startled gasp.

Rukia stilled tried to move out of his grasp though her will was slowly fading away. 'My body is so hot, like he's controlling what my body does.'

Just as Rukia was thinking about surrendering to this man sinful teasing, his hands and body were off of her. She held on to the railing to keep her steady then turned to see the king was at the double doors of the balcony looking at her over his shoulder, watching her trying to catch her breath.

"You should come inside, it's getting cold out." He said with a solid face unlike the playful one he had not even five minutes ago.

When she was sure she could walk properly, Rukia walked into Ichigo's room seeing him sitting at his dining table hand prompt on the side of his face. "Come, sit." He said talking about the chair across from him. Rukia stared at the scene for a minute deciding to go ahead and cautiously sit across from the perverted king, the smirk back on his face.

My heart is not a toy to play, it's a fragile as this thing called 'love'.

Rukia had to admit it was a bit difficult getting used to this 'silverware' that Ichigo had instead of her chopsticks back at the palace but she was learning fairly quickly. She was eating in Ichigo's room instead of downstairs with the maids. They sat in silence for awhile, she really didn't want to talk to him, so she just sat there at ate, annoyance written all over her face.

"Why so quiet, princess?"

"How many times do I have to tell you NOT to call me princess?" Rukia said slamming her fist on the table.

"Are angry because I didn't please you properly? Well we could finish that right here, if you like?"

"Wha-NO,I don't want anything to do with you!"

"That's not what it seemed like just awhile ago."This made Rukia blush, getting back to eating her food.

There was a knock on the door, interrupting their meal. "Why are all men so awful?" Rukia whispered under her breath, Ichigo still caught it though. "I can guarantee none of them are as awful as me."

"What makes you say that?"

"Let's just say...I've done some sinfull things too." he explained.

Answering the door, Rukia glanced over her shoulder as Orihime handed Ichigo two bowls of some strange sort of food she had never seen before. He thanked her and came back to the table, setting one bowl in front of her. She stared at in confusion, looking at what seemed to be a very light colored, creamy, chocolate substance."Are you going to eat?" he asked. She blinked, "What... IS it...?" she asked. Ichigo stared at her for a moment then busted out laughing. "You... You've never SEEN ice cream?" he snickered. She huffed, "No!" she shouted. smirking Ichigo walked over to her and sitting on the edge of the table. Rukia gulped and leaned back in her seat as he dipped a spoon into the bowl and stared at her hungerly, almost as if he was going to eat her.

"Open your mouth," he demanded. The stubborn maid shook her head and he frowned, well... sort of... "I SAID, open your mouth. What do you think I'm going to do to you? Make you eat a razor blade?" he snorted. She shook her head again, "I'm not falling for that," she muttered. He put his free hand under her chin and used his thumb to stoke her lower lip. "That's one thing I hate about fear what they don't know." he said. she was determined now to defend her species. Slowly, hesitantly, she opened her mouth. The young king slid the spoon in her mouth and instructed her not to bite down on whatever it was, when he slowly pulled back he left a trail of some creamy, sweet substance on her tongue dripping down her chin, making the king lick his lips and wishing that dripping liquid was from her having pleased him with her delicious looking mouth.

Rukias eyes buldged, "This... this is amazing!" she gasped, he smirked at her, "Do you want more of it?" he asked, picking up her bowl. She nodded slowly and he held it above her, "You'll have to let me feed it to you then." he said with a smirk. Her mouth gaped, "W-What? No!" she screamed, leaping up and trying to grab the bowl. Ichigo stood and easily held it above her head, what with his height advantege, "See that? Human pride, my dogs let me feed them all the time."

"Well OFCOURSE, they don't care who's ... feeding them..." she muttered. Ichigo nodded, "Right, I'm going to teach you Rukia, you've been held to this stupidly high standard of how your kingdom thinks you should act all your life, I'm gonig to teach you to be free, to be happy, and most of all, to go with your instinct." he said with a smirk. "Rukia, sit back down or I'll just have to eat this ice cream, and not from the bowl." he said looking at her suggestively. She didn't know what exactly he was referring to and she wasn't prepared to find out, so she hesitantly sat back down and slowly opened her mouth, letting him feed her another spoonfull of ice cream, her cheeks red and her pride drowning the entire way.

Let the bird be fed, hopefully to gain the trust of it's master, bound to this hell.


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