when i write...i can write...i got work pending but still i really felt like writing this chapter...i enjoyed writing htis one...so i hope you too enjoy reading it...consider it far better than the previous one...

and there might be time when the characters might seem OCC...just bear with it....


The Plan

"Ok people….let's get the cameras rolling…" Urahara announced.

"Take one," one of the crew shouted and the filming of Urahara's new untitled film began.

XxxXXxxX

"Momo, Nel…can you guys please handle the rest of the shoot for today…I'm not feeling well…" Rukia muttered massaging her head. "Rukz…you don't even need to ask…you better take rest…" Nel answered with concern. "And don't worry…we'll tell Urahara," Momo offered.

"Thank you…I'll see you tomorrow then and let me know if anything comes up," Rukia thanked her friends and made her way to the parking zone.

"I hope nothing happens…she went overboard this time," Momo said softly.

"It will be alright…but I'm mostly worried about her relation with Itsygo…" Nel replied. Looking at Ichigo doing a scene, Momo agreed, "Yes…I hope they can work it out till the movie wraps."

"Nah…if they don't do something about their ongoing detestation for each other…it's going to affect the shooting as well…I wonder what happened between the two of them," Nel pondered.

"We'll never know…Rukia is not the sharing type," Momo answered taking a seat.

XxxXXxxX

"Rukia…you are back?" Ukitake was surprised to find Rukia back home so early.

"I'm not feeling well…" Rukia groaned heading for her room. She stopped and added, "Please don't let anyone disturb me…I'll take a nap."

"I'll make sure no one disturbs your sleep," he replied. Seeing see her in pain brought him distress. He had always thought of both her brother and her as his own children. But he could never voice out his concern or feelings for it was not his place to do so. No matter what everyone says, he held the view that he was simply the caretaker of the Kuchiki Mansion and nothing more.

"Lost in your thoughts Jushiro," the voice startled him. "Isshin? What are you doing here?" he asked the uninvited guest.

"Sheesh…I'm disappointed Jushiro," Isshin joked. Realizing the reason behind his visit, Ukitake said, "I am sorry…you startled me…you should have told me you were coming."

"I like paying sudden visits," Isshin replied in jest. "But you very well knew I would come sooner or later," he added in a serious tone.

"That's true…I am sorry Isshin…but even you knew before hand the reason why I didn't tell you," Ukitake uttered.

"She was like a daughter to us…you knew that…at least you owe Masaki the truth."

"I had direct orders not to tell anyone…."

"To hell with orders…we were like a family and you know everything," Isshin interrupted angrily.

"…."

"Anyway I came over to do Masaki's bid…she's inviting Rukia for dinner tonight…pass on the message," saying that Isshin walked away. "Make sure that she comes…I don't want to see Masaki disappointed…again…," he softly added and was out the door.

XxxXXxxX

"And that's a wrap for today…good job everyone…I'll see you all tomorrow," Urahara called out to the crowd.

The actors were in the dressing room changing back into their clothes. "Say Momo…I didn't see Rukia the whole day…where's she hiding," Grimmjow asked getting out from the changing room.

"Oh…she left early as she wasn't feeling well," Momo answered.

"Is that so….hmm…bet it's all Kurosaki's fault," he declared.

"What's my fault?" Ichigo questioned coming out from the changing room.

"Rukia got sick and had to leave."

"And how's that my fault," Ichigo shot back.

"Coz' you were really difficult to handle….you got to her head," Grimmjow retorted.

"I guess it's sort of true," Nel commented.

"Whatever…I am leaving," Ichigo shrugged off the comment and left.

XxxXXxxX

"Ah…Rukia…you are up," Urahara greeted her. He was reading a book in the drawing room.

"I slept round the clock..." Rukia said sitting down. "I hope you are feeling much better now," he asked keeping the book on the table.

"Yes…I guess all I needed was some sleep," she replied.

"Excuse me, Rukia…would you like something to drink? Tea, coffee…." Kiyone was in-charge of looking after Rukia's needs and she was doing a great job. "Tea sounds fine…thanks Kiyone," Rukia answered with a smile.

"How about you, Ukitake san?"

"I'm fine…just a glass of water will do."

"Kiyone hasn't changed at all," Rukia commented after Kiyone left the room. "Yes…she's still the same…she looks upto you," Ukitake responded with a smile.

"I see…" Rukia was lost for words. "Oh, Rukia…. you had a visitor…since you were sleeping, he left behind a message," he added.

"Huh…who came?" she enquired. "Kurosaki Isshin," he answered.

"Kurosaki Kun?" she exclaimed. "Yes…he said that Masaki is inviting you for dinner tonight," he replied back.

"But how did they know I was here?"

"You forget…your room is in direct view from their kitchen."

"…."

"I have no authority to tell you what to do but it would be good if you can go."

"I don't know about that…it's been a while," she said with hesitation. "It's your decision but think about how close you were with them," he reminded her.

"Its better I don't go," she asserted looking out the window.

XxxXXxxX

"I am home," Ichigo announced closing the door behind him.

"Onii-san, you are back…how did the shoot go? Yuzu greeted him. "It was alright…anyway where's everybody? He asked when no one else came to greet him.

"Oh…dad and Karin went to get some stuffs….and Mom's busy in the kitchen…I was helping her."

"I see…anyways tell Mom I'm home…I'll go take a shower and change," he said going up the stairs.

Everytime he entered his old room, somehow he always ended up comparing it to his apartment. The whole house was relatively smaller to his apartment. Regardless of how many times he had offered his parents to buy a new house, they always declined saying that they didn't need any fancy house and that they would not accept anything from their son. They were content as long as he was happy with his life and work. But in a way his parents had done the right thing. Though their place was small yet it was filled with memories of their childhood. Smirking, he grabbed the towel and went to take a shower.

XxxXXxxX

Rukia had no idea how she ended up at the Kurosaki's doorstep. One moment she had decided not to go and the next she was getting ready to go. She hadn't bothered with a car since they were practically neighbors. But now that she had reached their place, she was getting cold feet. Deciding to leave, she turned only to meet with Isshin and Karin.

"Rukia Neechan?" Karin exclaimed.

"Karin?" Rukia shouted. She had left when they were only 10 years old. "You are all grown up…and you let your hair grow…you look so beautiful," she commented feeling the emotions taking a hold of her.

Blushing, Karin responded, "You have become even more pretty."

"How's my third daughter doing?" Isshin broke in. "Kurosaki-san…" her answer was muffled as Isshin enveloped her with a hug. "You should have come sooner," he said.

"What's taking you two so long?" the door was opened by an impatient Yuzu, "Mom's been waiting for you…and Rukia Neechan may come anytime." Yuzu was surprised to see her dad embracing someone in front of their doorstep. "Dad…what are you doing?" she questioned.

"It's ok Yuzu…it's only me," Rukia turned to face the other twin. "Rukia Neechan? The food's not even done yet and…" she stammered. "You still haven't changed Yuzu," Rukia laughed, "It's alright…I came a bit early because I couldn't wait."

"It's cold outside…come inside…Mom will be delighted to see you," Yuzu said beaming.

Rukia thanked her and went inside. Everything was as it was before. The memories came gushing before she could do anything. The petty fights, the birthday parties, the song practice, the first time they acknowledged their feelings. She mentally blocked the memories. "Rukia Neechan...are you alright?" a worried Yuzu asked.

"I'm fine." Rukia responded going to the living room. She knew the place like the palm of her hand and she hated that fact.

"Mom…will you come out once," Karin called out. "I am busy…just bring the groceries in the kitchen," her mother replied.

"You really need to come here first," Karin stated. "Fine…what's the matter…your dad done something again," she said coming out of the kitchen.

"Masaki…surely you jest," Isshin objected. "I was kidding…what are you all doing huddled up in the doorway?" she questioned.

"Mom…you won't believe it…look who's here," Yuzu gleefully pointed in the direction of the living room.

"What's gotten into all of you?" Masaki enquired looking at their excited faces. "Just go and see," Isshin pleaded.

Masaki slowly entered the living room. She saw a young woman looking at the family pictures. The woman had her back turned to her but there was something familiar about her. Without thinking she called out, "Rukia? Is that you?"

The young woman turned and seeing Masaki broke into a smile. "Masaki-san…thank you for inviting me," she bowed slightly. Masaki covered the distance between them and embracing her whispered, "Rukia …how have you been?"

"I am sorry…I should have contacted you earlier," Rukia replied. The Kurosakis were the family she had always envied. There was love and warmth unlike in her family and she had regarded them as her second family. And now back in their household, she felt herself being drawn to the warmness she had long forgotten.

"Look at you…you have grown to a beautiful lady," Masaki said taking a few steps back to study her. "And never forget you are a part of this family…the door is always open for you," she added with a smile.

"I…I…" Rukia stammered as the tears slowly started to form in her eyes. She had expected them to be still angry with her after all that had happened but instead to receive such a warm welcome was something she had never predicted.

"It's alright my dear…no need to shed tears…it's suppose to be a happy reunion," Masaki tenderly wiped a tear as it fell down the cheek. "I know…" Rukia responded and composing herself, she added smiling, "All done…there was something in my eye."

"Well why don't you take a seat…bet the twins and their father are eavesdropping," Masaki turned in the direction of the doorway and yelled, "You can all come in now."

"Masaki…you shouldn't embarrass us…we Kurosakis never pry into people's conversation," Isshin declared coming in. "Well then how did you know that I said that," Masaki asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well about that….you can say that I have an amazing intuition," he defended himself. "Dad…you can't lie to Mom…she knows everything," Karin coolly added.

"My own daughter selling me…." Isshin wailed. "Dad…You are an embarrassment," Karin grumbled.

Rukia started laughing. Putting her hand over the mouth to suppress the laughter she confessed, "I really missed you all." The four Kurosakis smiled in return.

XxxXXxxX

Ichigo came down the stairs and went straight to the kitchen only to find no one there. As he was thinking where they might be, he heard laughter coming from the living room.

"What are you all doing here?" he questioned entering the living room. He was surprised to find Rukia sitting between his sisters looking at photo albums and his parents standing behind them. "What are you doing here?" he exclaimed.

His family including Rukia was taken aback when he barge into the room without any warning. Feeling uneasy she answered, "Your family invited me for dinner."

"Ichigo…that's not the way to talk to a guest," his mother scolded him. "I am sorry but you should have told me from before that she would be coming for dinner," he countered.

"We didn't tell you because we wanted it to be a surprise," Yuzu squealed. He blinked his eyes a couple of times in disbelief, "Surprise? How would it be a surprise?"

"Ichigo is right…we meet at work and…" Rukia started but was cut off by Isshin, "Because she is one of your closest friend and she hasn't been here even once in the last 7 years." He locked eyes with Ichigo.

"Sheesh…whatever," Ichigo mumbled taking a seat opposite them. "Well then you guys carry on…I'll check on the food…Isshin…come and help me out," Masaki dragged her husband to the kitchen.

"You don't need to drag me…I'll come," Isshin complained.

"Tsk…like pulling that stunt won't let us know of their real intention," Karin commented as their parents made a quick getaway.

"I am sorry…" Ichigo said so fast that no one was able to make out what he said. "What?" Karin asked.

"Forget it…"

"Rukia Neechan…take a look at this picture," Yuzu pointed to a picture in the album. "When was it?" Rukia asked looking at the picture.

"His last prom," Yuzu answered.

"Wait…what pictures are you looking at?" Ichigo inquired. Karin sniggered, "Your college days."

"What? Give it back." He made a dash for the album but Rukia was quicker. "What do we have here…I can't believe you went with her to the prom," she commented chuckling.

"You know her Rukia Neechan," Yuzu asked innocently. "As a matter of fact…I know her really well," Rukia replied.

"Shut up will you…just hand me the album…and who told you guys to show her my pictures," he shouted. "Don't look at us…ask dad," Karin calmly stated.

"That old geezer…" he growled, "Anyway give it back."

"Tell us about her Rukia Neechan," Yuzu begged. "Well when we were kids, we used to call her crazy Yuki…she had this huge crush on Ichigo and always use to follow him around," she stopped and laughed remembering it and then continued, "Sorry…I couldn't help it…as I was saying…she even resorted to stalking him…and we used to tease Ichigo until he would start chasing us…Tatsuki and I use to take advantage of her folly by asking her to buy us stuffs if she wanted our help with Ichigo."

All of them started laughing except for Ichigo. "Will you stop sprouting stories...and Yuki was a nice girl," he shot back.

"Excuse me for not knowing her that well," Rukia responded with a grin.

"You want to go there…fine…you are not the only one with the stories…there was this one guy who transferred to our school in the 8th grade…his name was…let's see…yes it was Ganju…on the first day itself he fell for Rukia…he used to bring her flowers and chocolates everyday…so Rukia used to hide everytime he came looking for her…Tatsuki would accept the gifts on her behalf and later they would throw the flowers away and stuff themselves with the chocolates."

"That's not fair…you are not suppose to say that part…and who would throw away chocolates…it would be such a waste."

"You were the one who started it…and that's not the only one…there's more…remember Junpei?" he grinned.

"Don't you dare Ichigo or I'm going to tell them about Maka and that incident with Yuki," she warned.

The two were at loggerheads and not one was backing down. The twins who were more than happy to let them carry on with the interactions were suddenly compelled to butt in.

"Say you two still in love?" Karin asked when the two wouldn't stop with the staring contest.

"Yes…wait what did you ask?" Ichigo responded jerking his head to face his sister. "Since you two can't keep your eyes off of each other…maybe it's because you two are still in love…" Karin said awaiting their reaction.

"What?" both of them yelled at the same time. "It's not like that…" Rukia started at the same time Ichigo said, "We are not in…" The two faced one other. "Ichigo…will you please stop poking in between…I'm trying to explain here."

"Me? You are the one who keeps interrupting me," Ichigo exclaimed standing up.

"Will you stop repeating whatever I say!" Rukia slammed the album on the table and got up to face him head on.

"Look here you…" Ichigo shouted but was interrupted by Yuzu. "Onii-san…will you please lower your voice and just sit down…and tell us how you and Rukia Neechan started going out."

"Yes…even I want to know how it happened…did you get on your knees and asked her?" Karin joked.

"I don't think you would want to know about that…it's nothing special," Rukia responded going red. She would rather choke on something than talk about her and Ichigo's relation.

"Ya…it was nothing…let's talk about something else," Ichigo added fluffing the hair at the back of his neck.

"You just ruffled your hair….you only do that when you are nervous or embarrassed," Yuzu excitedly pointed out.

"I was just scratching my neck," Ichigo answered flushing. "Aww…isn't that cute…both of you guys are blushing like idiots," Karin commented with a smirk.

"Shut up," Ichigo grumbled. Both he and Rukia were caught in between the twins.

"Everyone dinner's ready," Masaki said coming into the room.

"That's great," Ichigo stated making a dash for the kitchen. "What…Ichigo..." Masaki responded as she nearly lost her balance, "Did I miss something?" she asked.

"Nope…we were hungry that's all," Rukia answered heading to the kitchen.

Masaki looked at the twins who were grinning stupidly and the two who had hurried off to the kitchen, "Something happened right?" she questioned the twins.

"Nah mom…" Karin replied getting up and started for the kitchen followed by her twin Yuzu. "Coming Mom?" Yuzu asked when her mother was still rooted to the spot.

"Coming dear," Masaki responded and followed them

XxxXXxxX

"Masaki…you outdid yourself tonight," Isshin commented putting down the chopsticks. The dinner was surprisingly quiet as everyone chowed down the food as if it was the only thing that mattered to them.

"Really…I'm glad then," Masaki said beaming. "That was one of the best meal I ever had," Rukia added. And one after the other her three children complimented her on her cooking.

"I am just happy that you all enjoyed the food," Masaki offered with a smile.

"Hey Onii-san…that Senna is your girlfriend right?" Karin asked the question out of the blue.

Ichigo nearly choked on the water that he was drinking. "What?" he yelled.

"I am just asking coz' everyone at the college keeps asking us," Karin explained.

"Sheesh…you can tell that it's none of their business," Ichigo's scowl deepened.

"Oh…I pretty much say the same thing but anyway I have the right to know since it's your fault that I can't lead a normal life," she retaliated.

"You know your brother's really shy about all this," Rukia intervened picking up the glass of water. "So let me help you out with it…and the answer's yes," she added with an evil grin.

"No one asked you," Ichigo shouted.

"But I was just helping," Rukia whimpered.

"Senna's pretty…Onii-san you are lucky to have a girlfriend like her," Yuzu said sweetly.

"…."

"You are suppose to say thank you," Rukia teasingly pointed out.

"Shut up…and don't worry I'll pay you back for your Samaritan work," he warned her.

"Tsk…sometimes you act like a total moron," Karin complained.

"What do you mean by that?" Ichigo asked scowling.

"Enough," Masaki broke in, "You guys are acting like complete 5 year olds."

"But Masaki…I was enjoying the exchange," Isshin wailed and when his wife gave him a deadpan look, he pleaded, "Admit it…even you wanted to know."

"Isshin…." She cautioned him not to go too far with what he was saying.

"I would love to stay awhile but I have to get up early tomorrow for work…so if you all don't mind, I'll take my leave," Rukia said getting up and bowing slightly.

"You don't need to do that…and it's ok…we understand…Ichigo and you need your rest," Isshin replied getting up, "Let us see you to the door." All of them went to the doorway.

"Thank you again for inviting me," Rukia showed her gratitude. "It was our pleasure…and come by anytime alright," Masaki replied embracing her.

"I will, I promise," Rukia responded hugging her back. "Well then good night," she reached for the door.

"And you call yourself a guy…go and drop her…its late," Karin instructed her brother who was quiet the whole time leaning against the wall.

"It's alright…I can go by myself…it's just a few steps away," Rukia insisted not liking the idea at all. "Karin's right…we Kuosakis don't let a girl walk alone at night," Isshin declared.

"Sheesh…whatever…let's go," Ichigo mumbled opening the door and went outside without waiting for her.

"Good night then," Rukia said closing the door behind her.

XxxXXxxX

The distance to her place only seemed to grow in front of her eyes. She was walking as fast as she could but still she hadn't even covered half the distance and moreover, she wished that the man following her would just leave her alone. When she could no longer take it, she stopped and turning back said, "It's enough…you can stop now."

"Huh." Ichigo was stumped when she stopped abruptly. "What the hell," he yelled.

"We both know you are not doing this out of your free will…so you can go back now," she simply stated.

"Well my family insisted I drop you so I am going to do just that…so will you just walk."

"It's alright…I can make it on my own…you tailing me is getting on my nerves."

"Just suck it up then," he argued.

"Look…we put on an act at your place to please your family but now the facade is over…so just go back already," she exploded.

"After I drop you," he said in a voice low and gravely.

"K…fine…then you can stay here for some time and go back because I am not letting you follow me."

"Do me a favor then…next time warn me when you are coming…I'll be make sure not to be home that time," he let his anger take hold of him.

"I'll keep that in mind…good night then…hope you choke to death in your sleep," she turned her back to him and walked away.

"Thank you…and I hope you get kidnapped or murdered for all I care," he yelled.

Just after she had taken a few steps, she heard something. She halted and tried to make out the sound. It was as if someone was hitting something. Without giving it a second thought, she quickened her steps.

XxxXXxxX

"Hey Ichigo what happened to your hand," Clara exclaimed when Ichigo finally showed up. It was the second day of the shooting and all the cast except for Ichigo were in the dressing room. He brushed it off, "Nothing…sorry had some work to take care of."

"Ichigo…did you show it to the doctor," Momo grabbed his hand. His right hand was badly bruised and swollen. He pulled his hand back, "My dad is a doctor…and the make-up department can do something about it."

"That looks bad…I don't think you can hold anything with that hand of yours," Ishida commented coming over. In response Ichigo grasped a pole which was lying nearby. "Does that answer your question?" he looked Ishida in the eye.

"That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt…I saw you wince," he calmly answered. "Don't worry about that…that's my problem…I won't let it hamper the work," Ichigo hit back.

"Istygo…Ishida was just being concern…did you take any pain killer?" Nel butted in before the situation got out of hand. "Well I don't need any consideration…" Ichigo responded.

"What's going on here…we have a scene to shot in 10 minutes," Rukia barge in the room. She had gone to meet the director and had left Momo and Nel in-charge.

"Oh…Sorry…but Ichigo's got his hand injured," Momo voiced out the reason. Rukia just gave a glance and started taking out the costumes. "It happens to people who can't control their temper…we can't be bothered with people's idiocy when we have work to do," Rukia continued to arrange the costumes in order for the shot.

"Rukz! That was really mean of you," Nel exclaimed. Everyone was surprised by Rukia's sarcastic comment. "It's alright…she's right…some people can't control their temper while some think they own the world," Ichigo grabbed his costume and headed into the changing room.

"What? Work always comes first," Rukia defended her actions. "To you yes but no to everyone," Momo softly commented and carried on with the work.

XxxXXxxX

As the days rolled into weeks, the animosity between Ichigo and Grimmjow was nothing compared to Ichigo and Rukia. It was as if everyone was somehow sucked into their cold war. The cast and crew tried their best in avoiding them which ultimately affected the work indirectly. Worried of the impending disaster, Urahara voiced out his concerns to Yoruichi.

"I'm afraid listening to you was after all the worst mistake I made," Urahara said lighting a cigarette. They were inside his office. "I am sorry Kisuke…I didn't know they would be like this."

"They are both very professional…putting work first...so I can't find any fault with them…but the problem is they don't see how their animosity is affecting the others."

"I know…I don't know how their hostility escalated to this," Yoruichi poured herself a glass of wine and scotch for Urahara.

"Thank you," he took the drink from her, "At this rate either my movie's going to cost a fortune or the filming will be extended or maybe both…it's already going to be a month."

"Kisuke…I know what you are thinking but I'm asking you…please give them some time," she begged.

With a sigh, he added, "Guess I owe you that much…at the end of a month, if it's still the same…I'll be forced to let go of Rukia."

"Let's just hope for the best then," she flashed him a smile and drank the wine.

XxxXXxxX

The one month time was up and it was still the same. Ichigo and Rukia just couldn't stand each other. They were oblivious to everything except their ongoing enmity and how to have nothing to do with each other. As they finished wrapping the shoot for that day, Urahara made a sudden announcement. "It's already one month and I am disappointed with the progress…from tomorrow I'll be forced to make some alterations….that's all I have to say…I'll see you all tomorrow."

The cast and crew talked about what the director exactly meant by his words but for Ichigo and Rukia it meant nothing. The only thing on their minds was how to get home.

Just as Ichigo reached the parking lot, he got a call from Renji. "What to do want?" he said receiving the call.

"Is that how you answer every call," an annoyed voice answered back.

"Whatever…I just got done with my work…so cut me some slack."

"What…and I came all the way down here to surprise you…where are you?"

"In the parking lot…come to my place instead," Ichigo suggested.

"That's for sure…but come and get me…I'm lost…they pointed me to the dressing room when I asked for you…and I don't where everyone is now," Renji whined.

"You gotta to be kidding me…sheesh…just be there…don't do anywhere…I am coming," he ended the call and turning he made his way back to the set.

XxxXXxxX

Ichigo was surprised to find the dressing room empty. He called out his friend's name but there was no answer. Cursing under his breath, he took out his phone to call him. Just as he about to call, he heard footsteps behind him.

"Where were you….I was just about to call you…" he turned and was astonished to find Rukia standing in front of him and not Renji.

"What are you doing here? I thought you left," Rukia exclaimed in surprise.

"That's what I was going to ask you…I came here because Renji called," he explained.

"Renji? Well Tatsuki called saying she was here waiting for me…"

"Huh…don't tell me they are…" he said. "Playing with us," Rukia finished the sentence.

The two of coming to their senses hurried to the door but it was too late. The door closed on them and they were locked inside the dressing room. They banged on the door and yelled, "Renji…Tatsuki…open the door now."

"Hey…we are sorry…the janitor left and we can't even find the security guard," Tatsuki answered from outside the door.

"This is not funny guys…open it now," Ichigo demanded angrily.

"Wow…you should really know how to control that tempers of yours… did you two know how your stupid cold war is affecting others…both at home and in work…so think of it as an intervention…you two need to work out your differences," Renji retorted.

"Fine…we will but this is not the way…" Ichigo countered.

"Ichigo…save your breathe…you should know by now that they are just as stubborn as us…no matter what we say, they will not open the door," Rukia closed her eyes and leaned against the wall.

"Be like Rukia, Ichigo…just accept it," Tatsuki shouted in triumph.

"I'll go with you two for tonight but remember once that door is opened…I'll find you…and when I do…I'll make sure that you two pay the price," Rukia coldly warned them.

"Rukia…see it from our point of view," Renji paused and added, "Anyways we are going to a far off place where you can't find us…so goodnight and all the best Ichigo."

"Wait…" Ichigo yelled but they had already left. He slowly turned and saw Rukia still leaning against the wall with a murderous aura seeping from her. Gulping, he took a seat and wondered how he was going to survive the night with a scorned woman.


please excuse the blunders i made...my eyes are killing me...i dont know how i managed to finish it in one go...n i dont know how Masaki would be like so i just added my own idea to her characterization...

n yes next chapter will be interesting...i cant wait to write about it...hopefully ill get the time soon...

anyways plz do review...i need your thoughts on my story to keep me going...so plz review...thanks