To DeviantHollow23, a birthday gift from me to you.
Author's Note: So this chapter took me one sitting to finish. You ask why? Well, I'm fuckin' piss. I'd say why, but I'm pretty sure some won't really care and I rather not put my family on the hotspot. Hopefully, this cools me down and satisfies all of the people hanging on to this fic from the beginning. No, this isn't the end. In the words of Ichigo "This is just the beginning.". So enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do now own Bleach.
Rukia felt the bed shift from the sudden weight now pressing against her back. She groaned gently, nuzzling her face closer to the soft pillow. Wet kisses ran up her bare spine, sending delightful chills throughout her body. She moaned when the mouth sucked on the part of her neck that made her turn to jelly. A large, smooth hand ran up her bare thigh before stroking the inside of her legs, making gasp and clench on the covers beneath her body. Hot and heavy breath ran down her ear before it was enveloped by the mouth. She mewled, her hand grabbing the wrist of the hand trying to enter her.
"Not tonight, Renji. I'm tired." Rukia whispered, gasping when the fingers pressed against her wet lips.
"This isn't Renji, Rukia-chan."
RING! RING! RING!
With a loud shriek, Rukia jolted up in her bed. Her face a deep crimson as her body still ached for a release. Her breathing was heavy and shaken as the dream played in her head. Rukia had not had a wet dream since she was in highschool, much less of someone she was close to. Ichigo's voice played in her mind, making her body shudder in both shame and erotic pleasure. She looked over at her alarm clock before slamming down her fist, successfully breaking the small machine. Another ringing echoed, making Rukia look at her cellphone and pick up the ringing item.
"Rukia!"
Rukia smiled at the exited tone of her husband before laughing when she heard him crash into an object.
"Pay attention where you walk, baka." Rukia said, leaning against the head board.
"That's nice. I don't get a 'I miss you' or 'Good morning, Renji'. Instead, you call me an idiot right after I ran into an opening door. I feel the love, Rukia." Renji said, making Rukia laugh harder.
"Okay, I miss you. There, you happy?" Rukia asked, trying the stifle the laughter still in her throat.
"…Just a little. So, I have some news." Renji said, his tone of voice turning serious. Rukia's smile fell, a worry line running down her forehead as her finger began to tap.
"I'm listening."
"Our manager wants us to start touring ASAP. And he says the touring might be for a few months." Renji said, holding his breath when the silence began to eat away at him. Rukia sighed, a hand running through her short hair before she closed her eyes.
"When are you starting?" Rukia asked, opening her eyes and staring blankly at her lap.
"In three months." Renji said, Rukia bit her lower lip gently before sighing once again.
"I'm not happy either, but this could be the opportunity the band needs. I want to give you, and hopefully and kids we have in the future, a good life. When Byakuya gave me to you at our wedding, I felt like he was relinquishing his duty of being the man in your life that protected you and gave me that duty. This may be the chance I have and need."
Rukia felt her heart beat heavy and gently in her chest. A faint smile appeared on her lips as she pushed away the caring words of her husband. She laughed softly before holding herself and smiling through out the tears burning her large eyes.
"You baka, stop with the mushy stuff. I'm fine, just get home so we can spend enough time with each other these three months." Rukia said, feeling one lone tear roll down her cheek.
"Shuaddup. I'll be home around night time, but I'll try to get home sooner. Love you, Rukia." Renji said, muttering the last few words. Rukia nodded to herself before taking a deep breath.
"Love you too. Bye."
She snapped her phone closed with one hand. Looking up at the ceiling of the room she shared with her husband, her eyes slowly begin to get drowned in water. Tears fell like a light rain, gently staining her porcelain skin. Yet, no noise came from her tightly shut lips.
Only tears could be seen, a pitiful way of drowning her pains away.
But the pain will eventually resurface. And when that time comes, the man living in the shadows of vengeance will strike.
Orihime stared blankly at the smiling man in front of her. A small syringe in his dainty hand pushed air in and out slowly, almost teasing her of the pain that would soon come. Yes, her husband told her that the pain will be quick, but her fear still ate away at her as he neared her with the needle. Orihime buried her nails deeper into the arms of her husband that had a steady grasp of her. The moment the smiling man grabbed her wrist, she released a high-pitched shriek and trembled gently in the arms of her husband.
"Please Orihime-san, I need a sample from you. It will be over quicker if you would just let yourself." Szayel sighed, a hand running through his pink locks. Orihime gulped nervously and Uryuu tightened his grip on her shacking form before gently running a hand through her soft hair.
"Orihime, he has already taken my blood and I didn't flinch. We really do need your blood sample. Please, and I promise to take you to Rukia-san's house later on so you two can have some tea." Uryuu said, smiling when Orihime's large eyes stare up at him.
"You promise?" Orihime whispered, smiling widely when he nodded.
Orihime stuck out her left arm, squeezing her eyes shut when she felt the sharp point of the needle against her skin. She gritted her teeth, soon biting the inside of her lip when she felt the needle bury deeper inside of her vein. She whimpered, but opened one eye when she felt the soft sting of alcohol on the small puncture. Szayel nodded his head before petting Orihime's head.
"There, that wasn't so bad. Now I'll take this to the lab and see what I discover."
Szayel walked away from the couple as they laughed cheerfully to themselves. In all honest, Szayel had gotten to the point where both of them were on his last nerve. Uryuu being a bossy, complaining, and controlling ass while Orihime acted like a young child. It was driving madder than he already was. Szayel placed a small bit of the blood into the machine that would test both of their blood and he waited. After a few hours of testing, Szayel pulled out Orihime's sample and stared at the sheets before him.
"Oh my." Szayel purred, smiling widely as he read the paper. He pulled out his cellphone, quickly dialing his boss and placing it to his ear.
"Kurosaki-san, I found something you may want to know." Szayel said.
"What is it?"
"Inoue-san is sterile. Poor thing can't have children. Their souls will be crushed."
"Really? Hmm, play along with them and take your time with this. Act like you never discovered this and give them false hope. I'll then give the finish blow to the couple before getting rid of Ryuken. Have fun playing with their mind, Szayel." Ichigo said, hanging up on the pink haired man. Szayel chuckled lightly, his phone safely in his pocket the moment the door opened. Uryuu walked in with a bored expression on his face before looking at the blood.
"Any news?"
"No sir."
"Then get back to work and don't waste my time."
With that, Uryuu left the pink haired man alone once again. Szayel glared at the door for a moment before smirking and snickering gently.
"This will be fun."
Hitsugaya Rangiku stared at the pale man across the table, her large chest barely hidden in the small black robe she wore. Her cream thighs looked soft to the touch, making Ichimaru Gin lick his lips at the sight of the lovely woman just inches away from him. The sounds of papers shuffling could be heard and Gin turned his attention to the twenty-four year old that held turquoise eyes.
"Have you decided what you will be saying in court, Ichimaru-san." Toshiro asked, his eyebrow raised at the pale man.
"I'm fully prepared fer it. Ya sista ain't gotta worry her pretty li'l head. I'll take good care of her." Gin said, turning his head to stare at the lovely woman. Rangiku blushed before giggling softly. Toshiro rolled his eyes at his sister's antics before looking down at his watch and standing up.
"I have some business to take care of. Rangiku, finish up here and lead Ichimaru-san out when you're done. Don't do anything stupid." Toshiro ordered, making Rangiku pout and cross her arms.
"I won't." Rangiku muttered, looking away from her brother's icy stare. Toshiro shook his head before leaving the room, not bothering to say anything to Ichimaru as he passed by him. The moment the door closed, Rangiku released a stifled giggle, making Gin look at her.
"Sumthin' ya wanna share wit' meh?" Gin asked, leaning forward so he was a bit closer to Rangiku. She opened her large eyes to look at him before shaking her head with a large smile.
"I shouldn't…" Rangiku whispered, batting her eyelashes gently before giggling once again.
"Playin' hard ta get, ne? Will, if ya tell meh what's on ya mind, I'll give ya sumthin' ta really smile about."
Rangiku felt her cheeks heat up at the innuendo in his words. She looked over at him, her own tongue slipping from her lips before a flirty smile passed by her lips.
"Well… I'd be a big idiot if I passed on your offer… Okay, I'll tell you. So, my little brother has always hated being one of those really well-known politicians because he can't go out without being followed. Main reason why he doesn't really date, but he found a cute little thing by the name of Momo. Now, both are secretly going out and he's tried to hide it, but he can't hide things from me. I got eyes everywhere!" Rangiku said, laughing soon afterwards.
Gin laughed along with her, his laughter more so of what was to come than of the woman's reason for laughing. Gin hummed gently when the laughter stopped and opened his eyes to stare down the curvy woman in front of him. He purred softly before getting to his feet and walking to her.
"Should I pay ya now or lata, Ran-chan?" Gin purred his hand gently grabbing Rangiku's chin. She felt herself shiver at his words, her body rippling with sudden desire. Rangiku opened her lips when he inched closer, his breath fanning her face.
"I ain't got all day… Ya want meh ta punish ya, too? Such a naughty girl ya are." Gin purred, his tongue gently licking her lips. Rangiku was speechless at the man's boldness.
The men she had been with were either spineless or too cocky. The man in front of her seemed so demanding and oozed lust, making it hard to breath when she felt his body press against hers. She smiled, but it fell when Gin pushed himself away and grinned at her.
"Made ya smile, didn't I? That's what I promised ta give ya if ya told meh."
"… You sneaky bastard."
Gin chuckled at Rangiku's expense before his smile disappeared. His face turned completely serious as he stared at Rangiku like a starving man. His smile soon grew back, but slowly, making shivers run up and down her spine. Gin picked up his briefcase, his eyes never leaving the nervous woman.
"Ya so pretty, Ran-chan. I ain't the type ta rush inta things, rather take my time. I promise, ya ain't gonna regret waitin' when the time comes… and so do you. Bai-Bai now."
Gin stepped into his car, placing a call to his orange-haired boss while humming softly. Ichigo answered, his voice cold and sharp. Gin's smile fell before he grinned and continued his driving.
"Got some news ya might wanna hear about." Gin said.
"Get to the point."
"Hitsugaya Toshiro seems ta be hidin' a li'l thing from view called Momo. I'm guessin' they're close since his sister was the one that told meh everythin'. I can get mo' outta her, she's like putty in my hand." Gin said, chuckling when he heard Ichigo laugh gently.
"Perfect. Find out more, but don't kill Rangiku so soon. Keep getting more information and I promise the moment you take her will be worth the wait."
"I'm countin' on that, boss."
"Jeagerjaques, don't waste my time. Let's go."
Cold azule eyes opened and for a moment, Grimmjow began to talk himself into killing the rich man behind him. He turned, scowling as he followed the aristocrat out of his home with his wife standing by his side. Byakuya had recovered somewhat, but this was his first time out of the house. He seemed his usual self, but Grimmjow smirked at the fact that some fear could be seen in the rich man's eyes. Hisana held onto Byakuya's arms gently as they walked to the limo.
"Where we goin'?" Grimmjow asked, snorting gently when Byakuya looked at him as if he was a pest.
"To the doctor." Hisana whispered, leaning her head on her husband's shoulder.
Grimmjow muttered under his breath repeatedly after that. His anger toward the more privilege getting to the best of him. Yet, he could not do anything just yet. Grimmjow was indebted to Ichigo for the many things the vengeful man had given him and he knew better then to anger him. Grimmjow stayed a few feet away from the wealthy people when the arrived to the hospital, scaring away anyone lighthearted with his anger eyes.
"Stay here." Byakuya said.
Grimmjow growled lowly at being ordered around, but his eyes narrowed when he saw that the doctor was taking Hisana away and not Byakuya. He grinned, sneaking toward the room and placing his ear against the door to listen to the conversation.
"It seems the tumor in your head is getting too big. We need to do surgery right away, Kuchiki-san."
Grimmjow almost dropped his phone to the floor when the news hit him. Slowly, his grin grew wider and he had to stifle the laughter building up in his throat.
"Is there a possibility that I might die?"
"To be honest, yes. The tumor is so big and the risk of surgery is even more dangerous. To be frank, the chance of your survival is limited."
Grimmjow felt joy and wanted to jump up and down while laughing. He hated the weak and though the woman treated him well, it felt good to know that a weakling might die and break the man he hated.
"… Hisana…"
Grimmjow allowed a low snicker escape his lips. Byakuya sounded pathetic and weak, making this all the sweeter. Grimmjow had enough of the conversation, walking away while pulling out his cellphone.
"Grimmjow, what is the news?"
"Yo, Ichigo. I found out the punk Byakuya's wifey might die soon. Guess she has a tumor in her brain that'll kill her."
"Does Rukia know about this?"
"Doubt it. Both pretty much shield her from any bad thing. It's pathetic, Ichigo. These people make me sick." Grimmjow spat.
"Your time will come. For now, get as much detail as you can and try to have fun."
Grimmjow glared at his phone when Ichigo hung up. He stormed into the waiting room with his hands stuffed into his pockets like a child. Growling lowly, but unable to hide the excited smile on his face.
All fallin' ta place, ain't it, King? Gotta love it! We control them all! They're practically our fuckin' puppets. The one I can't wait ta play wit' is Rukia-chan. She'll be so much fun ta taint.
Ichigo stared at his reflection in the mirror. His eyes burned into his own as a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
"Rukia. She will be coming by soon. Her husband will be touring in a few months and she's upset." Ichigo muttered, his eyes never leaving his own gaze.
Oh, she wants some comfort. We can give 'er that 'nd so much mo'. Marryin' a rockstar comes wit' a price 'nd we knew it 'fore she got married. I wonder what she's got ta say.
"It will be nothing new to me. It's always the same thing she tells me. Her uncertainties."
Princess is uncertain. Man, she's makin' this just too easy fer us. We need ta spice things up in it… Didn't Grimmy say sumthin' about her momma havin' sumthin' in her brain? We should tell 'er.
"Not yet. We'll let everything unravel as we watch. It's better we stay out of things."
Pansy ass. Ya ain't no fun ta talk to. I need ta take control soon. It's borin' bein' locked away all day. Lemme out, King!
Ichigo glared at his reflection before looking away and staring at his door when he heard footsteps. He ignored its pestering and smiled when Rukia stepped inside his office.
"Rukia-chan, how are you feeling?" Ichigo asked, his voice smooth and calming. Rukia sat down on the chair in front of his desk with a sad smile on her face.
"Fine, just needed to get out of my house, Kurosaki-sama." Rukia said, smiling at the man behind the desk, Ichigo's frown deepened before he closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat.
"On the phone, you sounded more upset than fine." Ichigo said, opening his critical eyes and staring deeply at Rukia. She shivered gently under his gaze, but tried to keep a strong gaze with the powerful man before turning away.
"Just a little scared. That's all." Rukia whispered, her eyes staring at something and at the same time nothing.
"Scared of your husband cheating on you or scared of losing him to the fame?"
Rukia turned her gaze quickly to Ichigo. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly gaping as Ichigo stared back at her with a stoic gaze. He cocked his head to the side before smiling warmly and chuckling softly.
"Knew it had something to do with that husband of yours. I heard that his band became very popular and even heard they might start touring soon. That's a shame, isn't it?" Ichigo said, watching as Rukia shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She took a deep breath, avoiding his gaze as much as she could before looking up at him with uncertainty.
"I'm not sure I should be talking to you about this, Kurosaki-sama." Rukia said, her knuckles turning white from her holding on tightly to the chair.
"You can trust me. If time has proved anything to you, you can see that I've been there for you since the day I met you. No need to be so hasty, Rukia-chan. We will take good care of you."
A confused look flashed in Rukia's face before anxiousness began to creep up on her once again. She sat up straight, her Kuchiki mask on firmly before narrowing her gaze at the man in front of her.
"What do you mean by 'we', Kurosaki-sama?" Rukia questioned, her voice cold in the air.
Nice way ta fuck it up, ne King?
Ichigo closed his eyes, a hand weakly rubbing one eye as he laughed gently. Rukia arched an eyebrow before it fell when Ichigo looked up at her with an all-knowing gaze.
"I've been working almost all night, Rukia-chan. Kinda hard to form sentences right now."
Nice cover up, but don't fuck this up fer meh. As much as I love seein' the Queen squirm, we gotta be cool around 'er. She ain't an idiot.
Guilt appeared in Rukia's eyes, yet she kept the Kuchiki mask on as she nodded and bowed her head once in an apologetic way.
"I'm sorry for that. I'm just a little tense." Rukia said, raising her head in time to see Ichigo getting to his feet. He looked down at her with a soothing smile before he walked around his desk and placed a hand on top of her head.
"It's fine since it's coming from you, Rukia-chan. Here's my advice for you; You have to allow time to take its course. If it wants you to be happy, it will. If it needs something to happen that might hurt you, that will happen. We have no control over it, so the best thing to do is wait for it to come. You have a good husband, Rukia-chan. I'm positive time will bring you to together eventually."
Rukia stared up at Ichigo in awe before a smile passed her lips. Ichigo soon smelled the faint scent of sakura when she hugged him, her face nuzzling into his chest as she repeated thank you over and over again. Ichigo placed his arms around her, smiling at what was in his grasp.
I notice ya been yakin' a lot about time, King. So, times gonna be the one ta decide what happens? Che, time ain't got shit on us. We be the ones controlling time. We be killin' peeps slowly and painfully. Ain't that fun, King? We got time wrapped around our finger, just like sweet Rukia-chan.
Ichigo hummed softly at its comment before smiling into Rukia's hair.
Wait another minute here
Time will kill us after all
Can you feel its second hand
Wrapped around your neck?
Fall into my eyes
Fall into my lies
But don't you forget
The more you turn away
The more I want you to
~Cold(But I'm Still Here) by Evans Blue~
Okay, there is chapter four! Ha, hoped you all like it. And yes, actually like GinRan. Just because I'm a huge supporter of GinRuki, that doesn't mean I hate every other couple. I may even write a fic of them soon, but gotta see where my plot bunnies will take me with that one.
Oh, and one more thing.
Hey Ru, you see the new episode of SP yet?
Oh and another thing!
My birthday will be in three days, so I might update on that day just for the hell of it. So I'll see you all on the 9th!