As always I would like to start off with a thank you for everyone who has been reading and reviewing you guys are totally awesome. As well I found a Beta read who is more than awesome and we are going over the story from beginning to end checking for continuity and making some small changes so if you happen to see chapters deleted and reposted all at once no I'm not trying to spam I promise .

Minding my business, I was doing my dance
Got my attention, so I gave him a chance (Wait a minute)
Did I mention he was buying a bar?
Gave him my number, he was trying so hard (Wait a minute)
Bought me some things I didn't want, didn't need
Dropped down his jeans like I'm supposed to drop to my knees (Wait a minute) – Pussycat Dolls

Rukia walked into her flat and practically threw her keys at the side table in pure frustration and exasperation and watched them bounce off the end table with a clatter and onto the floor . Looking down at them contemptuously she glared and left them where they fell.

"Who the hell does he think he is!" she yelled at nothing in particular. Growling ,she made her way across the living room her heels making angry little clacking noises as she reached the door to her room.

"Just what kind of man thinks he can walk up and kiss me . . . I mean it's me for gods sakes most men turn to jell-o at the thought of me." she said arrogantly to herself . "And he just walked up like he owned the joint, like me owned ….. ME!..." She huffed "That will never do . I don't care who he is he is not that damn good."

Kicking one of her heels towards her closet she stood lopsided with her hands on her hips in pure arrogant disbelief before she bent over to take the other one off in a less violent manner. Tossing her little and extremely over priced purse on the bed she watched it vibrate silently telling her someone was trying to call . Looking down at the vibrating material she eyes it suspiciously , did she really want to see who was calling her after the disaster that just occurred. Realizing she really didn't even want to look at her phone she removed the purse from her bed and tossed it on the thick carped floor knowing the thick material would muffle it so she wouldn't have to listen to the vibrations if it went off again.

Closing her eyes she took a deep calming breath , because if she didn't she was going to explode and shred something to pieces. Rolling her shoulders to relive some tension she let out another slow breath trying her damndest center herself in the here and now. Not being able to do so she opened her eyes and walked into her bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror and sighed a miserable little sigh as she looked at the dress. Granted it was beautiful , but it was literally glued and tapped to her. Letting out a little whinny noise she wrinkled her nose like a petulant child she really didn't want to have to take off the damn thing.

"Just think of it like ripping off a band-aid Rukia." She said out loud again trying to give herself a pep talk in a vain attempt to make peeling the damn thing not so bad.

Unclasping the little silver arm holes she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth taking one last deep breath she slowly started to peel away the torso carefully so she didn't rip the material. Feeling the tape and body glue peel away slowly from her skin she could feel every gooey piece stretch before it finally decided to release its self .

"What I do for beauty." She whispered dejectedly as the torso was finally peeled completely away. By this point she was beyond tired and wanted to just crawl into bed and pull the covers over head , but that was not in her stars yet .She still had Nanao's master piece of pull off her back . She could do it the hard way like she did the dress and pick each tiny crystal off individually or she looked over at her bath tub , she could draw a bath and let herself soak all the glue and crystals off. That seemed like the best idea she was a slight masochist at time , but this was not one of them. Turning on the tap she pull out a bottle of bubble bath and dumped more than she really needed to into the quickly filling tub.

Slipping into the over full tub she sighed happily as she felt the hot water soak into her and start to relax every balled up muscle that had accrued over the last few days. Closing her eyes she let herself sink into the bubbles until the only thing that was showing was her eyes and nose. Smiling she let out a deep happy breath as she felt all the glue and adhesive start to melt off of her. Leaning her head against the head rest she looked up at the ceiling , she could stay here all night and be a happy littler camper. Taking in a deep soothing breath of the lavender bubble bath she dumped into the tube she let her minds start to wander peacefully without fighting any of her thoughts.

Breathing in and breathing out she thought about the evening. Of all of the uncomfortable , idiotic, rude shit that had occurred her thoughts had to settle on a certain pair of storm cloud grey eyes and a wicked smile the promised all sorts of delicious promises. His eyes were undeniably beautiful perhaps one of the most unusual shades of grey that she had ever seen because they were actually grey not blue grey , but just grey. What bothered her though was they were unreadable , lights where on , someone shrewd was home , but it was like there was a solid brick wall that kept you from seeing past his statuesque features and for some reason that bothered her a great deal. Because when he kissed her it was like an explosion of heat , longing , dominance and desire and none of that made any sense to her because she could see none of that when she looked at him. Frowning slightly she sank a little lower into the bath tub and furrowed her eyebrows because to her you couldn't express any of those feelings if you had no emotion. She wanted to shake him , rattle him . yell at him and ask him where it all came from.

Letting out an angry whimper she let a single tear roll down her cheek . He was the last thing she needed , because god knew all she needed was someone to walk into her life and fuck it up again . It had happened once before , and that almost killed her, and she just couldn't do it again no matter how good everyone she knew said the guy was whenever she looked at him all she saw was pain. Looking into the bubbles she couldn't help the tears that where starting to fall because she could still hear Hisagi's angry words flow through her head ….. " Slut , whore , ungrateful, conniving . " The words cut the deepest when they came from his lips the days she went to pick up the rest of her things. She knew what a lot of the world thought of her , and what she did , but on those rare days when she would be sitting in her favorite coffee shop sipping a cup of coffee she would over hear what some guy would love to do with a slut like her.

Lifting her hands out of the water to see how wrinkled they were she let her heart sink a little further in her chest. " If they only knew." Blowing some bubbles away from her nose she sat in the now tepid water . Sitting fully up she pushed the bubbles away and looked at the clock on the wall . Closeting her eyes she shook her head " Where do all the hours go.' She quietly muttered to herself. Pulling herself out of the bath tub even though she was still a little sticky she wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel and some how managed to crawl her way into the sanctuary of her bed.

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Somewhere across town Byakuya sat on his couch , alone , in the dark leaning over with his head in his hands. He couldn't believe what he had just seen and what he had just heard. He had never heard so much contempt and anger come out of two people in his entire life. He knew Hisanna was a bitch , but he never knew her to be intentionally cruel to anyone but him. Had life hardened her that much? Or had she always had the capability he was just too blind and in love to see it. Looking at her now he truly had no idea who he had married. He had been so young and idealistic so hopeful that his future would turn out as bright as his grandfathers had. He thought he would find a loving wife have a great career a few kids and live out his life in relative peace.

At twenty seven he was envying his grandfather and what he had as well as his friends around him , they were settling down having children buying houses in the good parts of town and he was still a bachelor living in a cold sterile apartment he rarely ever saw due to amount of work he buried himself in.

However in no means did he have a bad life he had a job that was fulfilling and allowed him to have the life that he had spend years and years of hard work to enjoy. Was he really enjoying life though? He spent all of his time in his office , board room or in a court room. His life revolved around his next victory who he could take down next and how far he could take the firm he had built from the ground up. To put things into perspective after Hisanna the firm had become his baby his entire life and he spent all of his time making it succeed .

Even though he had accomplished so much it all seemed to come crashing down when he saw Hisanna tonight for some reason it hurt him to see how old she looked , to see the cards that life had dealt her . She looked so gaunt and thin. She had become so wrapped up in herself that she had forgotten that at one point and time she was a natural beauty that could have had the world on a string. What really got to him though was how mean she had gotten that is what hurt the most . What also surprised him was somewhere deep down inside when he saw her tonight after she opened her mouth he was happy that he had divorced her he knew he couldn't stand to be married to a woman like that. Deep down inside he knew that he needed someone that would compliment him smooth his edges and keep him grounded when he got to out of hand which he had to admit he could turn into a royal ass hole.

The night was full of surprises. When he had agreed to go to this thing he had expected to see the woman he had seen the night before. One who was almost naked and cold as ice , he would never go so far as to call her a slut or a whore , but he certainly didn't think she would be a woman of class or substance. Hell he didn't know what to expect this was Yamamoto incarnate and molded into a woman perhaps he was expecting what he saw in Hisanna a cold ,scantily clad ,sloppy, gold digging , bitch. It never occurred to him that she could appeal to him fully dressed without seeing all of her or her face, but when she turned around to face them it was like something ignited in him and set him on fire. She was beautiful that was for sure clothed or not, but ultimately what got his attention was she held the same fire inside herself that he held. Watching her stand her ground had to be the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He wit, sarcasm and I don't give a shit attitude . The intelligence that lingered behind her eyes made him want her even more . He wanted to strip this woman down to her core and see what made her tick and then make her scream him name in submission. She brought out a fierce predator in him and for the first time in a long time he was excited to see what would happen.

Lifting his face from his hands he leaned back into his couch and smirked, she had called him out before she left it wasn't very often anyone had the guts to take the upper hand usually they just rolled over and submitted. When she walked away he actually chased after her it wasn't a want it was a need, he needed to let her know who was in charge who would always be in charge.

He didn't say a word when he stopped her in the lobby he didn't need to . Looking down into her deep purple iris made him feel like a drowning man he was lost to her and before he knew it his lips were brushing hers . It wasn't what he intended he only wanted to let her know the challenge hand not been un noticed. Yet somehow his lips where pressed against hers and for a moment his brain was blissfully blank. She felt so soft , so accommodating , pliable and it took everything in him to tear his lips away from hers and walk away. He turned away so dazed he didn't dare look back for fear she would see what she had managed to do.

Looking up at the ceiling in the dark room and sighed softly to himself it had been hours but he could still feel the taste of her on his lips. She was sweet , oh so sweet not like the sticky sweet of candy lip gloss, but a taste that was distinctly her own. She had become a drug to him just one taste wasn't enough he wanted more he wanted to see if her lips tasted like that all time . He silently wondered if it were just her lips that were sweet or if the soft delicate lines of her neck tasted the same. He never considered himself a greedy man but she was something he wanted to posses every last inch of her just so his lips would be the only ones that would be tasting her.

But as he let his mind wonder he hit the proverbial wall. She wasn't something to be possessed by anyone nore should anyone want to . She was a stripper a performer in all reality it was how she made her money. It was the allure of her to look but never touch and with the way she looked tonight the world was her play ground and everything around her was toys at her disposal. Ukitake the most stead fast honorable man he knew followed her around like a puppy, but what saw, he didn't really want to see was that the man looked like he would protect her like a pit bull and it confused him how could someone so cold and calculating bring out the protective side of one of his best friends none the less a man who wouldn't hurt a fly. How could a woman who only cared about the bottom line earn the trust of one of his most valued friends when it seemed like she was playing everyone in the room. He always consider Miyako to be a good judge of character and this woman had won his best friend over . It all just didn't make sense to him.

However nothing he did in the last few days seemed to make any sense to him shaking his head he knew he needed sleep with a good night's rest everything would look more reasonable in the morning . So dragging himself up off his couch he made his way through the dark house and uncharacteristically left his cloths in a pile on the floor at the foot of his bed and curled up under his cover letting sleep over take him.

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Waking easily morning looked and felt better. She had , had a full night of uninterrupted sleep no phones ringing or fax's beeping or people knocking on her door . Best of all her feet didn't hurt from having to stand in those godforsaken shoe's all night long. They made a great fashion statement but were hell on her feet . Pulling her covers up to her chin she smiled happily and wiggled around a bit , life was actually feeling pretty good today as far as she knew she had no commitments no meetings and no work so her day was completely free.

"Score." She whispered to herself with a big smile.

Taking another deep happy breath she looked into her closet that was directly across from her bed and smiled brightly, she could wear cloths she was actually comfortable in. No matter how much Nanao and Momo made fun of her she still loved her longer skirts and cardigan sweaters and there was absolutely nothing wrong with wearing sensible shoes with only a small heel . In short it felt good she didn't have to pretend to be someone she wasn't today she could just be herself plain old simple Rukia Yamamoto someone she felt like she had forgotten in the past week.

Speaking of the last week she had seriously let her work for Shinhoin industries slip. Yoruichi was extremely understanding of her situation but she still knew she had another big job to do and would not shirk her responsibilities not matter what the cost . So today would be a day of work she would catch up on everything that she had missed throughout the week and truth be told she was really looking forward to seeing how badly her boss and smooshed Gin into the ground because even though it wasn't her half sisters company it would directly affect her and for some reason that gave Rukia a sick sense of satisfaction knowing that her sisters life would be more than uncomfortable until Gin could try …. Rukia smirk darkly as she dragged herself out of bed .. Try was the operative word here to get another company off the ground that was as big as the last one. She let out a little snort because even if he did try to get another company off the ground she would smoosh that one too.

Slipping out of bed she yawned and looked down at the floor where she had thrown her purse night before so she wouldn't have to hear or look at it. Letting a deep breath of resignation she walked over to the purse and unclipped clasp removing the phone with her thumb and index finger almost like it was something that could potentially be toxic. Frowning she flipped it over and pressed the power button with a very un amused expression waiting to see how much damage she had done. As the l.e.d lights lit up the back ground she had to stifle a few cuss words .

"Seventeen missed call's" she said incredulously ready to throw the damn thing out the window because she didn't want to deal with whoever the hell called her just that much.

"Fuck" she muttered under her breath and she clicked the view button for the missed calls and messages . The first number was no surprise Nanao Ise had called her . . . . she arched her eyebrow three time in a hour , Her mother had called once , Momo called three times . She wrinkled her nose why in the world would Momo call her so many times in such a short amount of time . Scrolling further down looked at her phone blandly Rui had called her once but she sort of figured her would call and ask her a few questions. Yoruichi called her twice and left a text . . noise bitch but Rukia couldn't help but laugh as she thought this because she knew the woman too well and she would probably be harassing her about the flowers because if it were really important she would call Rukia on her home phone. Arching her eyebrow she had to do a double take as she read Kuisku's name flash across the screen , more than likely he had talked to Yoruichi and drunk dialed. Scrolling further down she found Miyako had called her twice in one hour then two later she had called her again . She would definitely have to call her back and apologize and see if there was something they would work out or at least go out to lunch . There was another call from Nanao at three am , man she must have really had something to tell her . and finally the last two calls almost made her want her throw her phone out the window and change her number forever. . .Abari , Renji had called .

" Oh fuck that." Chucking the phone on her bed she turned towards her closet and cringed as she heard the phone crunch on the ground.

For the life of her she couldn't figure out just why in the hell Renji called her , more than likely they were just two unpleasant rude drunk fuck me baby calls . She remember in the beginning he used to like to drunk dial her after the parties because he thought she would put out for him seeing as he "Paid her to entertain him." Shaking her head she went to her vanity and pulled out her brush , there wasn't enough money in the world that he could offer her to even make her consider sleeping him . Besides he been Matsumoto fuck buddy for years … she shivered at that thought.

Pulling her hair up into a tight, neat pony tail with a tortoiseshell clip , she could feel herself get wound up and today she was not going to do it . Taking a deep breath she nodded to herself in the mirror the world could live without hearing from her for the day . So what was she going to do with herself today , the same damn thing she should have done with herself yesterday. Gotten her lap top went down to her favorite café and had a cup of coffee and gotten her actual real world work done.

So putting on her softest pink cashmere button up sweater , she dug around in her closet to find her favorite khaki knee length skirt . She smiled as she slipped it on it had been worn so many times it become soft . It wasn't worn out , it was just very well loved. Digging around she found a pair of neat white tights she did a little happy dance because she could actually wear a skirt and be warm un like the last few nights were she had to deal with cold weather and very little cloths, and finally the icing on the cake the pot of gold at the end of her great day rainbow she pulled out a pair of light pink leather heals made of the softest real Spanish leather , they weren't high heels they were moderate maybe an inch or two but they were so comfortable . Grabbing her glass's off her vanity she smiled with a little skip in her step as she set off for what was looking to be a very good day .

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Byakuya sighed contently he had gotten a full night's sleep a luxury he didn't often have , but mostly that had a lot to do with the fact that he turned off his phone . He had left the party early because just the sight of Abari was making him physically ill , and Hisanna well he shrugged to himself as he walked down the street from a down town parking structure , there really wasn't much he could say for Hisanna , he had seen her in her full bitchy glory and after waking up this morning without a searing pain constricting his heart he had to wonder if this what closure felt like. Was this what it felt like to finally be over her . He had spent so many years of his life in love with a woman he never really even knew he didn't quite know if he should be happy or sad all of the pain that he felt was diminishing because for all of these years he had carried around all the blame and hurt like a badge of honor so to speak. Right now he would let it go because he felt good and that was all that mattered

He even felt better about his little bout of insanity that had caused him to go after a stripper of all things , well yeah she was still a kind of sort of stripper. He had found out from Miyako that the woman had given that life up a few years back and now focused her energy on promoting herself as adult model . He would have to google her when he got to his favorite café . He took in a deep breath he could almost smell the rich aroma of coffee that floated around in the air of the shop , hands down it had the best coffee and he had been feeling deprived of it due to the insane turn his life had taken on the last few weeks. As he walked down the street his mind whirled about all the cases her was working on and the court dates they had lined up .

He walked in the door of the small coffee shop and felt himself relax immediately. He would catch up on his own cases with people who were not absolutely off their bloody rocker. He really had no idea why an overly romantic fool like his good friend Shunsui would have ever chosen to take on family law as a hobby when all he ever spewed on about was how great love was when as a job he dedicated many , many , many hours into exploiting and tearing love apart into equitable assets then finally stabbing it to death with division of property and real estate and children . No wonder the man was forty and . . . He felt himself collide with something … again.. Before he could look down he could hear the sound of a cup hitting the floor and its contents splash all over the place and a small little muffled cry then an "oh no!"

He really didn't need this again growling slightly he looked down into equally exasperated and angry violet eyes .

"Watch…" her voice came out angrily before she started to laugh .

In truth it was rather comical he had run over the same woman he had the day before. Let out a chuckle himself he let himself smile at the absurdity of it.

"I'm sorry."

He could help but soften his smile as she blushes prettily as she tried to adjusted her purse , and brief case so she could clumsily bend down and pick up her coffee cup san's its contents.

Being the gentleman he was raised to be he actually bent down and retrieved the empty cup for her so she would not drop everything she was carrying.

" I'm so sorry."

He watched for a moment as the blush depend and she started to nibble nervously on her bottom lip .

He watched her look him up and down carefully to see if she had done any damage to him in the process of there collision " If I stained anything I will be more than happy to pay for it to get dry cleaned or replaced."

He was silent for a long moment because all he could do was stair at this small woman for the life of him he couldn't figure out why she was being so nice to him , he had just run over her, for the second time ! If someone had run over him he would have made them regret the day they took their first breath , but she was being so sweet about it . If that weren't troublesome enough she actually looked as she sweet as she was sounding. In her light pink sweater and soft reserved clothing as well the Chappy lap top case that was peeping out of her tote bag made her appear much less like a cool business woman . Tilting his head to the side he fought the urge to shake his head for some reason she looked so much smaller , so much more delicate than the woman he had seen yesterday in the harsh business suit, and she was a far cry from goddess he was dealing with the night before. Taking all of this in he mentally frowned there was no way someone could truly look and be that nice it was either one or the other but never both . Letting out a cough he cleared his throat and his thoughts

"No , no it's my fault I should have been paying more attention." He smiled apologetically down at her . . wait a minute he was being apologetic?

He could see a little sigh escape her lips as a small smile started to grace it again as she turned to look back up at him as she pushed her thick glass's further up on her nose from where they had slipped down. However it was his turn to look her over quickly considering the day before he had ruined a very expensive suit that Miyako would have killed him for if it would have been her.

"I didn't get your drink all over you again did I?" it was his turn to look abashed now as he watched her look herself over and shake her head

"Nope." He could hear the obvious relief in her voice. " You just killed my cup of coffee though."

"Well then I will buy you another one seeing as it is the second time I have killed your cup of coffee." He looked down at her good naturedly .

She smiled a little self deprecatingly you really don't have to do that I am sure you are extremely busy and are just popping in and out of here ."

He shook his head. " I insist go take a seat and start on your work and I will order us some coffee, what do you drink?" He smiled internally again as the small woman blushed lightly.

" Just black coffee I'm a simple creature."

He nodded and flicked his wrist in a gesture for her to go find a place to sit while he got there coffee .

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Finding a fairly spacious table she flumped herself into the chair for a long moment and just sat there in disbelief. Could she ever actually just be rid of this man ! For some strange sick reason they kept on running into each other literally running into each other. She frowned and started to unpack her brief case setting out files in neat little piles , as she removed her lap top from its case she quickly glanced over at the man who was now at the counter ordering there coffee . How in the hell was she supposed to get any work done . It was hard enough just to be in his presence and not want to go hide under a table , but then again he had always been like that . He was Byakuya Kuchiki never larger than life but somehow his presence filled up any space that he occupied . It didn't matter where he was he could be in the Vatican and with the air that he carried himself with people would think he owned the joint.

It didn't help he was he was hot too no matter how much she had tried to deny it the last few days she couldn't ignore the fact that the man was and always had been hot. That's what made this situation so damn frustrating. Growling to herself she shook her head thoroughly disgusted with herself and her thought process .

Tapping her nails on the table she diverted her attention to her phone to save her sanity from any more thought of a man she should be running as far and as fast away from as she humanly possibly could , but her phone didn't hold much more promise either because there was still the seventeen un listened to messages on her phone that she had been avoiding for the last few hours .Picking up the phone she reluctantly dialed in the pass code for her voice mail and braced herself for what was to come .

Message one Nanao ; Hey Rukia give me a call back ASAP (click)

She pursued her lips okey that was interesting.

Message two Nanao: Rukia ! Pick up your phone I know you have it on you and it's on. (click)

She wrinkled her nose what was her friend smoking?

Message three Nanao: Fine don't pick up your phone but I gave you two warning calls so don't bitch at me because I did this but (there was a long pause and some rustling and the sound of something ripping) So, you got two dozen red roses sent to you here tonight and the first dozen was from someone named Shiba , Kaien ( Rukia could her Nanao try to put a face with the name but fail) Any how he wanted to say he was sorry for his friends stupidity if indeed he did do anything stupid . (Rukia could feel tension build behind her eyes) The second dozen are from someone named Kuchiki , B ? and apparently he wanted to say he was sorry for the way the boy treated you the night before? (She could hear the questions forming in Nanao's head) So I just want to know . BEEEEEEEEEEP The voice mail cut Nanao off by the grace of god

"Is nothing sacred" she muttered to herself and she hung up from her voice mail not really wanting to hear any more

"No, I think privacy and the such have been lost due to technology" she watched as a large cup of coffee got set next to her and the man that was holding it take a seat in front of her with an amused expression.

"No kidding." She frowned and blew some steam off the top of the cup in attempts to cool it off even just a bit so she could take a sip of the potent drug she so desperately needed to get rid of the nagging head ache that was starting to form.

"That good of a morning" Amusement was evident in his voice as she watched as he set his own briefcase on the table and pull an ultra light lap top out of it and a phone very similar to hers

She watched in disbelief as he started to make himself at home in the space that was left at the table . . . Did she invite him to sit with her? With a deep sigh of resignation she gave into the inevitable and took the bait to start the conversation he was trying to start.

"It's been absolutely smashing." She chuckled darkly only to watch him arch his eyebrow as if to question her.

"My friends are reading my mail now." She chuckled dryly " And by the way thank you for the roses they are beautiful."

"You're welcome." He said cautiously as he opened his lap top case and pressed power . " But how did the roses that I sent you and your friends reading your mail correlate?"

She took a sip of the still too hot coffee and hmmed " They read the note you wrote asking to go out to lunch." The words came out easily and it took everything she had not to laugh as she watched the coffee he was sipping get caught in his throat.

"Oh?" He swallowed but kept his ever cool expression. "Sounds like great friends."

She mentally smirked this was going to be good he may not be outwardly showing it but he was squirming in his seat .

"By the way Yoruichi say's I should , and I quote her 'let him take you out to dinner my dear Bya-boo has really good taste'" It took everything she had to keep from laughing as she watched a vein start to pop out of his forehead at the mention of the name Bya-boo.

He pursed his lips looking as if he were trying to find the words. " Did Kisku having anything to add ?" his words came out dry

She couldn't help but smirk and nod "Yeah, that I should do what she told me to."

She watched his expression dead pan for a long moment. " But the roses really were beautiful." She said trying to save the conversation and Byakuya from getting angrier. She smiled softly and set her cup of coffee down on the table. " They are actually sitting on my living room coffee table the vase has a really pretty way of reflecting the light." She watched as his posture became less ridged. " The florist did a beautiful job at putting it together" she said softly now feeling a little bad about picking on him.

"I actually picked out the vase and the roses." He said coolly but visibly relaxing .

This took her back a bit , he went through all of that trouble just for her. "Well thank you even more than." Tilting her head to the side curiously she gave him a side long glance " So how long have you known our dear friend Yoruichi , and I am assuming a dear friend because Bya-boo is a pretty personal nick name."

"He has known that bitch for way to long." A sharp staccato voice snapped from right above them causing Rukia to jump a little out of her seat.

Great she thought to herself just the other person she wanted to see today if Renji came strolling in it would just complete that fantastic day she had planned for herself.

"Hisanna." As Byakuya said the woman's name she could swear she could feel the temperature physically drop a few degree's around them.

"We need to talk ." her words came out sharp and angry

"Hisanna" He repeated her name with a little more irritation but it was obviously lost on her

Rukia watched as the woman looked down at her with an arrogant expression that Rukia wanted to slap off her face.

"That mean's" her words came out dripping with condescension. "That little secretaries like you , little girl , need to get up and get the big kids a cup of coffee and make yourself scarce."

Taking a deep calming breath she stood up because if she didn't leave she was going to deck the woman.

"I want a non fat latte no foam room temperature." She looked down her nose at Rukia "Do you think you can handle that little secretary?"

"Hisanna." Byakuya growled angrily "You don't have to Ru. . . "

Rukia had , had it with this woman right up to her fucking eyeballs so she shook her head with a demure look. " Don't worry , I'll go get it." Turning she walked quietly away from what was about ready to be a huge scene if she were to have stayed there.

As she left she heard Byakuya's deep voice and Hisanna's shrill little one chattering angrily at him . In all honestly she was happy she wasn't there having to listen to what that woman had to say because if possible she was starting to look worse than her own half sister and that was pretty bad. Pausing for only a moment she looked up at the board and ordered and extra hot latte with caramel sauce and a dark grin.

As she walked back to the table she could tell Byakuya wanted to be anywhere but where he was at and he was starting to become extremely exasperated as the small bird like woman tapped the tip of her pointed Dior pumps quickly on the floor.

"Finally!" Hisanna turned around as Rukia cleared her throat letting her presence be known. " Here is hoping you're not as inept as you look." Turning flippantly to Byakuya she sighed " I don't know how you find these little girls."

Rukia was born with good manners but somewhere between now and then she forgot them "I'm sorry ma'" and as she finished the word she "accidently" tripped with the lid that she had already loosened on the coffee cup and dumped it all over the woman's white pashmina coat. "oop's" she glair as she rectified herself dumping the rest of the coffee that hadn't spilled out of the cup already onto the woman . " I tripped" She said darkly as she dropped the cup at to woman's feet.

Nothing says pay back like sticky hot coffee on an uber expensive white coat : ) Any who hope you all enjoyed the chap and as ever please Read and Review