Hello again my little grasshoppers!
I know what you're all thinking...WE WANTED ICHIRUKI SEX! well to tell you the truth, so did I...Any ways I know you've all been requesting it and well...it's not in this chapter :P
Fooled you didn't I? ehh probably not but anyway here is the next chapter.
"WHAT?" His voice echoed around the palace. The people closest to him shivered as his voice still ringed in their ears. His eyes scanned the room, watching as everyone started to tremble with fear.
"S-She will not accept them, your Grace" Someone whispered. The Kings eyes darted to the speaker who recoiled in fear, his temper was one to look out for and not just because he was the King. Running his fingers through his hair the king asked "Why? Was there a letter?" The servant nodded, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the note, only to have it snatched from his hands.
Your Grace,
The trinkets that you have sent were beautiful. Too beautiful for someone like me to wear, so I have sent them back to you so that you may give them to someone more deserving of them. I do not know what I have done to make you treat me like this, I am undeserving of them.
Your faithful servant
Kuchiki Rukia
Taking a deep, calming breath the King utter a word that sent everyone out of the room faster than he could take his next breath. Did he really just read that? He checked again...sure enough he did read the letter that his Little Rabbit sent dare she! How dare she! He was the King of Kyoto for fuck sake! Everyone bowed down to him, they worshiped him. He was their King, their fucking savior!
Getting his grip on the nearest chair, Ichigo threw it at the wall. Stomping towards his desk and slamming down on his chair, Ichigo began to write a letter to send back to her.
A small knock came at the front wooden door of their home. Huffing, Rukia walked over to it and opened the door, revealing a young boy about her age. She looked him up and down, noticing his expensive clothing, black tight pants with gold pipping and a puffy black shit with the symbol of the king above his heart. Rukia instantly knew that he was here in place of the king, he face reddened at the thought of what they did (or more what he did).
"You are here in place of the King are you not?" She questioned.
"Ye-yes miss, my name is Yamada Hanataro. His grace sent me to give you this" From behind his back he brought out the small box that she had seen only yesterday however there was now a letter attached to it. Her hand twitched at her side, she wanted to take it from him, she wanted to wear the necklace that he had gotten her. The beautiful gold necklace with rubies embedded that would hang just above her bust. (1)
"You can tell the King that I will keep his letter but not his trinkets. While you're at it tell him that if he wants me to accept them then he should see me in person and not in spirit!" Rukia grabbed the letter and shut the door on the boy.
Little Rabbit,
I don't think you understand, there is nothing that I do where I am not thinking of you and what we did that night we first met. The image is behind my waking eye every second, I become short of breath when the images become too much. Also, those trinkets were made for you, only to be worn by you so don't ever think that you are un-worthy. I wish to see your beautiful face again, tell me of a place where we can meet and I can show you my true feelings for you.
You're servant
Kurosaki Ichigo
Rukia smiled at the the note, he was trying she would give him that. However she wasn't going to give in easily. Throwing the letter onto her kitchen table, Rukia began to finish off making her fathers lunch.
"RUKIA! Where is my lunch?!" She jumped at the familiar voice calling her. Quickly placing the food onto a tray, Rukia walked towards his bedroom door. She knocked quietly and opened the door to her fathers small room, he was sitting up in his bed scolding at her.
"Later than usual Rukia. I expect my lunch on time each day"
"Sorry father" Rukia whispered as she bowed. Placing the tray of food on his lap she bowed again and began to stand up, however a violent slap to her face stopped her in her tracks. Grabbing her face, Rukia turned to see the hatred showing in her fathers eyes.
"Do not let it happen again" Byakuya said. Shaking with fear, Rukia quickly began to walk out of the room.
Rukia sighed as her eyes found the letter again, she walked over to it and picked it up, tentatively opening it to read it again. Her hand traced the words, he did have nice hand-writing, nice clean strokes of the quill. She on the other hand had terrible writing, it could be because of the poor quality quill that she used or maybe it was because she had to teach herself to write and was never given a proper teacher other than the few books that she had. Either way, she could never match up to the King. Not in a million years.
Ichigo stared at the necklace with dark eyes. What was it that she didn't like? He was sure that he made her feel good that first night, she even came all over his fingers screaming at the top of her lungs. What more did she want? A freaking parade through the kingdom in her honor? (Zuko's dream)
"Yamada! I require you to ready a horse for me"
"Yes, your grace" He said quickly before bowing to leave.
"Oh and Hanataro, no one is to know about this"
Knock, Knock!
Rukia groaned in her half-asleep state and rolled over in her bed.
Knock, Knock!
Rukia groaned again, pushing the blanket off her and flopping out of bed. She began to sluggishly walk to the front door, shuffling her feet along the way. Who would be knocking on her door at this time? It couldn't be the tavern owner asking her to come and get her father, he was still sick in bed. Rukia's father has been sick for a few years, they didn't have the money to pay for a physician, nor the money to pay for the medicine that could cure him. So Rukia had been looking after him.
Knock, Knock!
"Alright, alright! I'm coming" Rukia grumbled, throwing open the door. Her breath hitched in her throat when she was who was knocking on her door. The black hooded cloak covered his expensive gown, this hood covered his very noticeable orange hair. Hazel clashed with violet.
"Hello little rabbit. I've missed you"
Well there you go little grasshoppers. I am SO SORRY but I had writers block half-way through this chapter and at the beginning of the next chapter so they took my FOREVER to write and finish. However I wouldn't let you down, now while you read and hopefully review I shall go and edit the next chapter :)
