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CHAPTER SEVEN

Rukia's POV (six days)

It wasn't until late afternoon that I decided to go back home. Unlike Ichigo's house the Kuchiki resdience was a traditional Japaneese mansion, but with some changes to fit modern life styles. Instead of the traditional kimonos robes we wore normal clothing and slept in actually beds instead of mats.

"Lady Kuchiki, the head has requested your audieances near the cherry blossom tree in the garden," explained a servent as soon as I crossed the threshold. Would anyone give me a break?

The head of the family was none other than my brother in law, Kuchiki Byakuya. He married my deseced sister Hisana who abonded me as a baby. I never met her before she died, but according to Oniisan she sherched for me nonstop, deeply regretting her desssion to abondon me. In her final minutes she had asked Oniisan to find and protect me. From what? Hell if I know. She asked also asked Byakuya not to tell me I had a sister, but did so anyway. I didn't hate her like she thought I would. I think of her as my Oneesan, older sister, as much as I think of Oniisan as my true older brother instead of and adoptive brother. Eached night I would pray that she would forgiver herself and wished for her to know I held no hard feelings towards her.

"Rukia!" I hear my brother's crossed voiced before I could even see him. Somehow he always could sense when I was near by; thus, making my childhood pranks on him very difficult to accomplished. Byakuya wore a very blank expression on his face, though the anger in his grey eyes were evident. No matter what season it was he'd always were that scarf that was passed down to him. He always had his long black hair pinned up so he could see other peoples face since he refuses to cut it.

When he did see me though his eyes widen in fear. I looked down and cursed at my recklessness. I'd completely forgot that hadn't been able to change out of my clothes and clean up. I must looked like a survivor from a massacre to him. My pale skin was colored with bruise and marked with dried blood, mine and Ichigo's. I wonder why the servants and guards hadn't pointed this out as soon as I walked into the gates.

"Wait! I can explain brother! It's not what you think." I declared, wanting to state my side of the story before he could jump to concusions about why had a bandaged rapped around my neck.

I noticed panic, confusion, and anger enter his eyes, but his faces didn't change an inch. "I thought you where with that Kurosaki boy last night? Where the hell did you two go! Why are you covered in blood? Did he hurt you!" He yelled demanding answers.

What was I supposed to tell him? "No…not excally. I went to a club, they let me in. Ichigo was drunk and found out I kissed Renji. He left, I went looking for him, and find him a blood mess on the clubs dance floor with a pack of demonic werewolves! When he woke up, he bit me on my neck because now he's a werewolf. I'm not a werewolf, but bitting me has marked me as his mate. Now I'm home exhausted, going to serch the web and try to find a cure. Wanna help?" Yeah right! I can already see him flipping threw the yellow pages for an aslyam.

"It's not blood. It's tomato jucie! Ichigo and I went out in the wood for a picnic and started throwing food and drinks at each other."

"So you two spent the night in the wood!" He exclaims eyes widening. There was the reaction I was waiting for.

"No no no no!" I say quickly, easing his thought, "we went back to his place-" I faceplam myself. Not the best choice of words…

"You slept with him!"

I could see a slight tenge of red bloom on his cheeks at the thought of his baby sister finally having sex. "NO! I slept in his bed…he splet on a table." The tension in his faces eased some, but then his eyes traveled to the white bandage secured around my throat. I couldn't believe that I was about to say this to my big brother, but it was the best way I could think to explain it without him asking me to remove it. "And this," I whisper pointing to my neck, "well…you see…while we were in the woods, Ichigo and I were making out…and ummm well-"

"OK, enough," Oniisan declares. "Go-clean up. I'll have one of the servants call you over for dinner, but I want you to stop seeing Kurosaki for a while."

"What!" I protested, "Why, what did he do?"

"It's not about what he did, it's about what he's going to do. Don't you know that this month is? The date of next Friday, six days from now?" Oniisan tried to explain.

I count on my fingures and gaspes. Next Friday was June 9th, Ichigo's mothers birthday, and the day Ichigo always becomes extremely depressed. Last year Ichigo had found his dad's stash of Saki while he was away and tried to drink his depression away. I just happened to be with him trying to convinced him out of it and- I shivered, trying to rid myself of that memory. Lets just say, the next morning I awoke in a hospital bed with a black eye, broken arm, and a very pissed Byakuya scolding Ichigo and even punched him for what he did. Isshin had advised that I staied away from Ichigo when he was upset over his mother.

"Oh…Ok Oniisan, I understand." I say sadly. Ichigo was a werewolf now; meaning he would most likely be even worse than last year. To make matter much more worse, six days was June 9th, and six days from now Ichigo will change and will seek me out. Byakuya kissed me on the head and walked away. Not noticing the fear in me that was building with each second. I gazed at the Cherry Blossom tree, hopeing it's calming pressence would give me some kind of answer or knowledge like it always seems to give Oniisan. I wasn't graces with such a thing….great!

ICHIGO'S POV (Fifth day)

My eyes sanpped open. I was welcomed with total darkness. I set up quickly trying to figure out what the hell was going on. The darkness felt like it was pressing on me like it was a physical mass that actually weighted something. Because of that, I was having trouble breathing with it's crushing presence flattening my lungs. But soon I became to aware of a more pressing matter that requried my attenchen. I was in pain. Not normal pain, but excruciating pain! It felt like someone was trying to claw there way from my insides out-clawing at every inch of me. Licking at me opean wonds making them burn as hot as a roaring fire. I howled in pain, but the sound that excaped my didn't sound like mine, more animalistic. What exactly was going on.

"Urahara!" I roared.

"Well aren't you the angry one and you've finally woken up! Yoruichi thought you'd be out for at least another day. Someone owes me money…" echoed a calimed voice in the blackness.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing!"

"You agreed to this remember? Right before you blacked out if I may add."

"To learn how to control," I growled murderously extremely pissed, " No to inflict pain on me. LET ME OUT NOW!" I really wasn't liking the feeling of helplessness right now.

"No can do Ichigo my man. Like you, I have orders as well from my Alpha. And I'm not the one causing you pain. That's all you; part of your transformation. Now Kurosaki, the area you're in is forcing you to change, but your body is resisting, you need to accept what you are to make it stop. Lesson one of you training-your senses. As far as I'm aware, you haven't eaten since yesterday. See and smell you're way threw the darkness, use your touch to get you out of where I'm holding you, taste and hear your prey, then I'll turn the lights back on. Good luck." the voice says getting serious.

I tried to do as he said; to calm down and concentrate, but this felling of wildness and the adrenalin was coursing threw me like electricity to my heart. Furiously beating until it was time for it to stall. My gums ached as I felt my teeth forcefull grew spilling blood into my mouth. My wide hands gripped the ground desperate to stop the pain, digging into the dirt as my nails grew. I switched my eyes shut as the room suddenly became bright, and I burried my face into my other hand trying to stop the smells around me from entering my nose. The effort was useless, however. The smell was already in my memory and the only thing I new was that I had to have it! The next thing I knew was that my body was moving at a speed I didn't think no human should be able to ever do no matter how hard he or she tried. All I know was that I was somehow able to do it and with each second I was getting closer to what was causing my hunger to grow.

RUKIA'S POV(fourth day)

Once again I woke up drenched in my own sweat again. The scar on my neck pounded as stongly and my desire to see Ichigo. Lately he's all I've been able to think about. Of course I've thought about him often, but now he was all I could think about. I missed him like crazy! The thought that I could only see him in two days was a stretch too long for me. I quickly got out of bed, pulled on some fresh clothes and headed for the streets, once again looking for Ichigo. Just like the other nights again my search was furitless. I huffed out of frastration. Where the hell was he!

"Looking for someone?" says a new voice. I turn around quickly to see who my follower was. Before me stood a tall light blue hair and eyed man that looked similar to a panther. All her wore was a white jacket that expose his chest and pants with a black belt. He randomly sniffs the air near me and smiles wickedly. "You smell a lot like my brother Ichigo; yet you're obviously not him," he says slyly.

"Who are you?" I question, not likeing at all the vibe I was getting from him. Plus, Ichigo didn't have a brother.

"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez and you are Rukia Kuchiki," he says smiling as he licked his lips hungrely.

"I-I got to go." I turn away ready to run back to the masion, but before I could even take my first stept, he's already blocking my path.

He suddenly grabs a lock of my hair and holds it close to his nose. Deeply he sniffs and I try not to cringe in disgust. "Ahhhh," he exhales; eyes flashing a bright blue, "I see why Ichigo can bearly control himself around you. You're scent…is very tempting," he growels.

At that moment I sensed the danger I was in and took off running the other way. Thank the hevens Byakuya made me take that cardio endurance class at the gym, but I was soon proven that wasn't going to be good enough. "What do you want with me?" I gasped trying to catch my breath. Grimmjow's arm was blocking my only way of escaping.

"All I want," he starts smiling, "Is for you to call out to my brother, but it has to be convening or he'll never come."

I swallowed the bile that was threating to rise in my throat, but when I tried to call for Ichigo, but nothing came out. I watched as he shocked his head in dissapointment. "That's not going to do Miss Kuchiki," he commented as he shook his finger.

Without warning he clenches my arm and twisted it in a way that it shouldn't be able to. I let out a stifled cry as I felt my bones snap in my arm; Inches away from breaking skin and protruding out. Tears slowly trailed down my cheeks and to my horror he dragged his tongue over them to have a taste. His eyes glowed even brighter than before.

"Tears of a vergin," He smiles showing off his sharp teeth.

Fear decided to take a permanent residence deep inside my essence and chose to show it's ugly face. I couldn't stop the scream this time. Despritaely I called out for Ichigo to save me.

ICHIGO'S POV I set on a cliff very unhappy about what I did. At one point Urahara had turned on the lights. My clothes were soaked in rabbit's blood and I was still on edgeded that I killed a living thing. Seriously a rabbit! If Yuzu found out she would kill me! That wasn't the worst part though, more than once I caught my self licking at my fingurs hungrily. "You shouldn't be ashamed, this is natural for us," siad the clogged-and-hat-man.

"Natural…you call this natural!" I groweled pointing to myself. What human would viciously attack an animal like that?" "It wasn't like you were a vegetarian to begin with and to answer you questions- humans do. At one some point human use to do exactly what you did. It's just a buried instinct that they don't want to face unless they have to. How are you feeling?"

"Well, better now that I've eaten. How long have I been in here anyway?"

"Let me see," He says looking up trying to remember, "It's June 7th…so…four days. Time in here flows much slower, so you can get more done…Are you listening Ichigo?"

"Be quiet!" I hissed trying to listen. I zoned out before the first word. Someone had called my name faintly, but it was my name.

"ICHIGO!"

"Rukia!" I say quickly getting to my feet. Fear and excitmanet mixed into my voice.

"Rukia?"

"I got to go!" I say anxious. Wanting to see Rukai more than anything and to see what was wrong.

I never heard her sound like that. She can take care of herself. I had learned that the hard way, but rarely showed it. In seconds I was at the ladder that led to the shop up above, but some how Uarhar was already there. "I can't let you out," He growels, I'm under orders to keep you here till after your mother's birthday."

I flenched away as if I'd been punch, "How do you know that? Who is you're Alpha?"

"I-I can't tell." he says dismissively.

I grabbed him by the throat. The feeling was getting more urgent I had to get to her. I had to do something even if it ment killing anyone who stood in my way. "You listen to me, I'm finished with your training! I'm not going to hurt Rukia like before."

"What can you do?" He questioned me. Turning me over to where it was me with my back against the wall. For an old guy I was briefly shocked that he was this strong. "All theses years you tried to be something else, human. To change what you really are, but do you see Kurosiaki! THIS IS WHO YOU REALLY ARE! You can't tell me you didn't feel nothing all this time since you've been with her. You've suppressed the desire to take her, and more than once you've almosted killed her. If you go out now," He hiss in my face, "She will end up just like your mother!"

"What the hell do you know huh!" I say despritly. "I was a kid," My voice was starting to become choked with emotion. "I was a kid. A KID! I couldn't protect my mother because I was trying to save someone I don't think even exists now. Fuck, for all I know I imagined her up. If I hadn't done that maybe I could have saved her. Now that I'm aware of this power though," I growled ready to kill him, "I can protect my girlfriend. SO GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!"

I threw him to the side. Bolders and rock fell as he crashed into the surrounding landscape, but it didn't matter to me. I raced out of the shop; following the scent that was all too familiar to me.

R&R EPIC FIGHT BETWEEN GRIMMJOW AND ICHIGO. THAN A LITTLE ICHIGO AND RUKIA TIME IF NO ONE DIES... NOT SURE YET.

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