A/N: Here's the next chapter of "What happens in Vegas" well half of it, the other part just needs to be proofed. I should have it up by Friday night.
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As if whatever spell that had been casted on her faded, she stepped back. She cursed herself, how far was she actually going to go? If Ran hadn't walked in would she have slept with him?
-Yes- the simple answer resounded in her head. Here she was saying how much she loved Michael, wanted to be with him only, but she had almost slept with another man. She put a few more spaces between them.
Ichigo watched her intrigued, moments before her arousal had permeated the room, but now the look of horror on her face told him she had finally come back to her senses. "What's it going to be Rukia?"
She looked as if she was lost in thought, as each scenario played through her mind, so did the emotions play across her face landing on one of sheer determination. "After I...after we... you know." She glanced away from him, suddenly feeling wary it felt like she was trying to make a deal with the devil himself.
"After we fuck?" He supplied, amused at how timid she seemed now, unable to put into words the inevitable.
"Yea" she blushed, her eyes not quite meeting his, "Do you promise to leave me be? Let me go on with my life without you in it? "
He nodded and she shook her head, "That's not enough. Promise me Ichigo."
He smiled, all teeth, "I can have Ishida draw up a contract if ya want Rukia."
"No, the less people knowing about this the better." She sighed, "Just promise me."
Again a grin that reached his ears "I promise if after the week is over and it's what you want then I'll give you the divorce, with no reservations Rukia."
"Ok then, I guess I have no choice but to consent to your offer." she said despondently. What reason could she give Michael for her to be gone a whole week? She had been dismissed from her job, having not showed up the past few days. They had undoubtedly thought she was out gallivanting with her new husband, no cares in the world. After all what would she need a job for he was rich.
"Don't think too much about it Rukia, I'm not going to hurt you. When the time comes I'll be as gentle or as rough as you want."
The look of utter contentment on his face made her want to hit him, as if sleeping with another man wasn't going to hurt her. "That's easy for you to say Ichigo, you're not the one giving away your life." She groaned, she needed to get away and talk to Michael.
"It's not your life that I want Rukia," he turned away from her but not before she saw the same regretful look in his eyes "Come here tomorrow, six a.m., that's when the fun starts." He walked off into the kitchen.
She stood there literally at her wits end, she had no time for anything, and he hadn't even mentioned where they would be going. She had to go home and see Michael then pack then what? Show up here and submit to him?
She let out a long breath and walked out silently closing the door behind her. She was certain Ran would call her later for all the supposed details.
~~~~~~~Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She pulled into the small drive way, good he was home. She strengthened her nerves and readied herself to see him, to lie to him.
He stood at the door in his robe, "Rukia!" he sounded surprised.
"Yea, can we talk?"
He stood blocking the entrance," now isn't a good time. .."
She frowned stealing glimpses into his living room, "it's important I don't think I will have another chance..."
"You should have called before you came over, you know my rule Rukia. It's put in place to avoid situations like this." He frowned.
" I'm sorry Michael I was just in such a hurry I have to go home and pack right now, my mother has fallen sick and I'm going to take care of her..." she hoped her face echoed the grief she was trying to convey in her voice.
"How long will you be gone?"
She was almost surprised at how callous he was, " a week, if she's not better I will call and let you know."
He nodded "ok, good night Rukia."
She stepped closer and leaned in to kiss him, he pulled back, "good night Rukia." he said again before shutting the door tersely in her face.
She sighed, he was mad she could tell she really couldn't blame him. The situation they were in, compacted with his job he was probably under a lot of stress and now she was taking off for a whole week after just getting back... she heaved a heavy sigh as she walked back to her car.
~~~~~~Later~~~~~~~
She had just finished her shower after spending most of the evening packing when her phone rang.
"Hey Ran, sorry I didn't say bye earlier."
"Its fine, I should be the one saying sorry, "she giggled "I kind of fucked up the mood earlier didn't I?"
"No in truth you came at the perfect time." She had her to thank for saving face, a lot it did though. In a weeks' time she would be doing what she had almost done today.
"Rukia can I ask you something, if you don't want to answer its ok."
Rukia glanced at herself idly in the full length mirror, she looked different, and it seemed as if a soft glow was surrounding her, was it because in a few hours she would be alone with Ichigo and her body knew it, "sure Ran".
"Why do you love Michael?"
Rukia stood there unsure what to say, its true all she ever did was profess her love for him but why did she? He was smart and she was attracted to him, he was pretty nice and he loved her… right? "I don't know I just do..." The typical reply escaped her lips and she scowled, why was it so hard to find one solid explanation for her devotion to him.
"You do know how that sounds right Rukia? If you can't even convince yourself how you do expect to persuade me?"
Rangiku was right yet still for the life of her nothing was coming to mind "You can't help who you fall in love with Ran..."
She laughed a smile coming to her face, "Believe me I know that, and I could think of a few others that could testify to your words." She paused the laughter fading from her voice, "I just wish over the next few days you'd re-evaluate your relationship with Michael, and think about what else is out there...who else is out there. I know it's not my place but as your best friend, I want you to be happy and no offense Michael isn't the guy that's goi..."
"I get it you don't like him, " she interrupted her, she really didn't feel like hearing this speech again especially right now, "but I think if you spent a little time in his company you would see what a nice guy he is."
"Believe me I already know what type of guy he is. I think deep down you know too but you don't want to acknowledge it because to you he's the be all end all and believe me he's not." Matsumoto exhaled, "why do you hate Ichigo, Rukia?"
Again a question that caught her off guard, "Why do you hate Michael? " She could do it too.
The silence lasted for minutes and finally Rukia broke it, "I don't hate him..." her words faltered," he makes me confused and I... I don't like feeling that way. "
"What do mean? "
"You know I like my life to be structured, and it was right up to the moment I met Ichigo. My whole life is upside down and...I don't know how to feel its like when has around I'm on a rollercoaster. Too many emotions Ran...too many new sensations..."
Matsumoto laughed, "I get it Rukia new can be scary but it can be fun...and dare I say pleasurable."
"Ran!" Rukia flushed deep red, it seemed as if she was doing that a lot lately.
"I'm just saying this week, experience what you can that's all."
Why did she think ran wouldn't already know, he was staying at her house after all," ok...speaking of which I should go to bed if I'm going to be there on time tomorrow. Good night ran."
"Good night Rukia."
~~~~~~Next Morning~~~~~~
She had shown up a little early actually, only to be greeted by her two best friends, Gin, Ichigo and Glasses.
She felt weird as she stood there, she wondered what exactly he had told them about their little week long trip.
"You could have informed me earlier, what am I going to say to all the press, wondering where you are?" Gin stood there with what looked like an agitated face.
Ichigo grinned at him, then turned to her, "I'm sure you can think of something, after all I just got married to a sexy little nymph," his look changed, charged with an underlying desire" I'm sure they can figure it out."
Rukia pulled away from him her cheeks stained red, she glanced at her friends who seemed oblivious to how sexually charged his gaze was.
The three guys walked off to another room, and she glanced at her friends. Orihime was preoccupied, her concentration on something glasses had given her earlier.
"Rukia, remember what I said ok? Just let it flow, don't think too much about it."
Rukia nodded, when was she going to tell her? Should she do it now while she was face to face? Afterwards would she have enough courage to do it? "Ran...I need to talk to you about something."
Her eyes perked up, "Yes...?"
"When I get back. ...I mean. .. In order for Michael to forgive me he wants me..." she stopped she couldn't do it.
Matsumoto sighed she wondered when that bastard would force her to do this time. He was going too far now. She knew he didn't like her because she wasn't naive like Rukia was. She had seen through his facade the day they had met, yet it seemed Rukia was blinded by him, "That should be your decision not his Rukia. You're giving him too much control of your life and what is he giving you, be honest."
She didn't know what to say. She was abandoning years of friendship and trust to be with Michael "Love. ..."
"No Rukia that's not love, believe me when you feel it you will know. "She sighed hoping this little trip would put some things into perspective for her.
"Ran You don't understand."
"Understand what? Are we missing some juicy gossip?"
Rukia glanced at the three guys, who had returned to the room at some point without them realizing it, both unsure what to say.
"They were discussing what clothes she packed...she didn't know what the weather would be like." Orihime chimed in immediately going to Ishida's side," I finished it!" She said excitedly.
He glanced at the paper a blush spreading across his cheek, he pushed his glasses back up his nose, "Very well then." He folded the paper extra carefully and stuck it in his pocket.
All eyes were on the two, and the unusual display, they knew Orihime had a huge crush on him yet Ishida kept his distance. As Gin had put it she wasn't his usual type. He preferred brains to beauty and Orihime was the exact opposite.
Ishida cleared his throat, "It's getting late, if you two don't leave now you will miss your flight."
Rukia said her goodbyes, wondering if this was going to be the last time they talked as friends. Less than an hour later she was seated onboard his private plane, watching the clouds beneath them.
Ichigo had been occupied so far with some paper work and she had been left to her own devices. She had been surprised at how big it was inside, like a mini apartment equipped with a bed in the back. She had noticed Ichigo's luggage but hers were nowhere to be seen, she wanted to ask him but he seemed busy.
"You hungry Rukia?"
Her eyes slowly opened, when had she fallen asleep? She sat up slowly regaining her faculties. She was in the bed, her clothes gone. She pulled up the sheet hiding herself from him.
"You undressed me while I was knocked out?" She accused scooting farther up on the bed.
He smiled, "what if I did?"
She looked at him incredulously "I forgot you make a habit of taking advantage of unconscious women."
He pulled back as if her words had physically hit him, "I didn't touch you, one of the stewardess was kind enough..." his sentence trailed as he stood going to the door, "if you want to eat dinners ready."
She stepped out a few minutes later, having donned her old clothes. Ichigo's nose was buried in what looked like the same papers as before.
He said nothing as she took a seat at the small table. Everything looked delicious and she was starving but she couldn't eat, she wondered if he was mad about the comment earlier.
"My luggage isn't here." she broke the awkward silence.
He glanced up at her, a small smile forming, "You won't need it where we're going." his eyes stayed focused on her and she broke the stare.
"You expect me to walk around naked?"
He licked his lips, a familiar feeling settling in her stomach, why was it anytime he looked at her like that, her body stood at attention.
"Although I wouldn't complain if you did, I already had an appropriate wardrobe made for you. I can't wait to see you in them." His eyes roamed what part of her body that could be seen.
Even though she was fully clothed it seemed as if she was naked under his scrutiny, she could feel her nipples harden and she doubted he missed it.
She felt a bit uncomfortable so she slowly lifted her arm to cover her breasts. He could make her weak in her knees, but she didn't have the same affect on him." I'm not really hungry." her stomach protested as she stood, "I'll get something later. I'm going back to bed." she wanted to scarf down the food in front of her but she refused, being in Ichigo's company was wreaking havoc on her frail senses.
He just nodded and watched her leave.
She wasn't sure how many hours had passed but she awoke to the plane touching down. She sat up groggily as she listened to the pilot's voice.
She stepped out a few minutes later to a setting sun. She watched as the baggage was unloaded, and then as a car came down the long path from the house. It was beautiful, the lawn manicured to perfection and the house from what she could see was huge.
When he had said he wanted to be alone with her she didn't think it would be so literal.
"Beautiful right?" Ichigo stood next to her, "this island was the first thing I bought."
"You bought an island?" as she had thought before, he was flashy.
"Yes, it's my own private getaway."
"That you bring girls to?" Rukia glanced at him not surprised he didn't answer.
"Why don't you go take a shower, and meet me downstairs we'll eat then I'll take you on a tour." He opened the large front doors into an impressive foyer.
"So which one is going to be my room?"
"Just pick one Rukia."
(End part A)
