Lemony: NIIIIINNNNNN-NNNIIII CHHAAAANNN! *hugs Nin-Ni Chan* LONG TIME NO SEE! HOW YA' BEEN TWIN?
Nin-Ni Chan: GREEATT! OH LEEEEEMOOONY I MISSED YOU SO MUCH! *hugs* LET'S NEVER LEAVE EACH OTHER AGAIN!
Lemony: Ya see readers, Nin-Ni went to Chicago and me and my sissy's went to Louisiana for a short time. We haven't been able to see each other but now...
Nin-Ni Chan: REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOD!
The aftermath of the attack left Rukia so shaken she couldn't even sleep in her own room back at Kuchiki Manor.
She begged Byakuya to let her sleep with him, to which he tightly agreed. The truth was, Byakuya was quite pleased his younger sister wanted to share his bed; especially since she was wearing one of the nighties he loved so much. That night, she lay next to her brother, twisted up in the sheets, with the covers drawn over her head. To say she was scared stiff would have been an understatement. Rukia was downright petrified. She laid next to Byakuya, shivering violently, and trying not to think about what had happened.
"Rukia," Byakuya said with his eyes closed tightly, "Stop shaking. You're making my bed quake."
"I'm sorry Nii-sama..." Rukia replied quietly, "I...I can't help it..."
"I understand that you are afraid," The elder Kuchiki said, turning on his side to face her, "But you're safe now, don't be scared Rukia. I'll have my lawyer give the building owner a call and I'll have the movers collect your things."
"Movers?" Rukia repeated poking her head from beneath the covers to look at her older brother, "I don't want to leave Nii-sama, break-ins happen all the time...you're overreacting..."
"Overreacting?" Byakuya repeated arching an elegant eyebrow, "Rukia, you could have been killed tonight. Whoever broke into your apartment is still running around loose. I'll allow you to keep your space, but you are not going back to that apartment as long as that common thug is free. Do you understand?"
Rukia something muttered lowly. Byakuya's face grew black as sin when his sister murmured.
"I said, do you understand me Rukia Kuchiki?" He said tightly, Byakuya only used her full name when he was deadly serious about something.
"Yes Nii-sama..." Rukia said sullenly shifting back beneath the covers. As she lay there her mind drifted back to her attacker. The question on everyone's mind was: who could it have been? And why did they attack her in the first place? Rukia believed she didn't have any enemies, let alone one upset enough to want to kill her. She thought back to their hissing words.
"This is for your own good, beautiful."
Her own good? How was someone holding her down and and trying to wring her neck for her own good?
"If I can have his bitch...I'll have you too! Hold still, precious."
His bitch? Who on earth was that crazed person talking about? Then, they refereed to her as "beautiful" and "precious" those terms of endearment made Rukia wonder. They spoke to her as if they were familiar with her...about eighty-five percent of women who are accosted know their attackers..did Rukia know her attacker? It was scary to think about, someone she knew wanted to hurt her. Badly. They were willing to break into her home, the place where she laid her head at night, and tried to do God knows what to her! To make matters worse, she'd have to get up tomorrow and face the day along with everyone she knew, and possibly the person who tried to kill her.
There would be no sleeping tonight.
The following day was horrible. Due to lack of sleep, Rukia couldn't keep her eyes open in any of her classes. It felt like someone had tied two giant anvils to her eyelids. Most of her professors didn't blame her, they'd read about what happened in the morning newspaper. Since she didn't die, it wasn't front-page news, but there was still a short column about how the Haunted Highrise of Karukura town tried to claim its third victim.
The day dragged on, feeling like it would never end. Rukia sat in the campus cafeteria, staring dejectedly down at a plate of cold french fries, trying her hardest not to fall asleep. Orihime was sitting across from her, a worried look spread across her pretty face.
"Rukia...are you alright?" She asked softly,
"I'm ok Orihime," The younger Kuchiki replied tiredly, lying through her teeth. She was not ok! But Orihime was too sensitive for Rukia to just tell her to leave it alone.
"Well, if it ain't King's favorite midget..." An unwelcome voice crooned, neither Rukia nor Orihime had to guess who it was. They both rolled their eyes simultaneously. At that moment the younger Kuchiki felt a cold hand grab her shoulder. Rukia looked upwards to see Hichigo smiling down at her.
"How you doin' today, shortie?" He asked taking a seat at their table, Rukia glared hatefully at him. She never liked Hichigo; she knew the boy wasn't wrapped too tight and he was one sick individual. He took pleasure in causing others pain and frustration and Rukia was his favorite plaything. The raven-haired girl only tolerated Hichigo because he was Ichigo's psycho twin bother.
"I'm fine Hichigo," Rukia said shortly, he smirked at her.
"That's not wha' I read in the newspaper, shortie." Hichigo purred nastily whipping out a newspaper from his back pocket. It was flipped to the page where the most recent column was. Rukia didn't even look at it.
"So wha' happened, sweetness? You gotta stalker don'tcha?" Hichigo teased, his voice laced with sadistic pleasure. He was enjoying Rukia's discomfort a bit too much. "I heard he tried to choke you out..."
Rukia cut her eyes at him, "Who told you that?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He said smugly, "Its goin' all 'round campus. Little Bunny is so sexy she's got people breakin' into her house..."
"Shut up Hichigo..." Rukia said hollowly, her mind going back to what her attacker had said.
"Make me." The white-haired boy teased, suddenly he looked Rukia up and down and licked his lips. "He's a lucky sonuva-bitch...If it had been me, I wouldda torn you' in hal-"
"That's enough, Hichigo." A stern voice suddenly said, all three of them turned their heads to see Ichigo standing there with a scowl on his face and his eyes like daggers on his younger brother.
"All hail the King..." Hichigo said, sarcastically bowing to his twin bother. Ichigo was not amused. He'd heard a good portion of their conversation and didn't approve of his bother heckling his ex-girlfriend. Especially since Rukia looked terrible today.
"Get lost Hichigo," Ichigo said threateningly, the white-haired twin merely smirked viciously.
"Fine, I'll leave. But they never caught whoever broke into ya' house, Rukia. I'd be careful if I were you..." He purred darkly, "I'll see you around...precious."
Rukia turned as white as sheet when those words left Hichigo's lips. He called her precious. Like her attacker! He used the term so loosely and so flippantly that Ichigo and Orihime wouldn't have caught on to it. But she did...the very word made her blood run cold as ice. The person who attacked her...it couldn't have been Hichigo, could it?
The white-haired young man gave Rukia a wink and an absolutely toxic grin before walking away from the table. She watched him go, her mouth hanging open slightly. She didn't like that gleefully sadistic look Hichigo had given her. She turned to Ichigo.
"Ichigo, where was Hichigo last night?" She asked, her voice cracking sightly, Ichigo shrugged.
"You know I'm not his keeper and even if I was, I never know where he is." The orange-haired boy replied, he then furrowed his eyebrows. "Why? What's wrong?"
"Nothing..." Rukia told him shortly, her mind reeling. "Nothing at all."
Sometime after lunch Ichigo found himself inside Hichigo's dorm room. His white-haired brother "persuaded" his roommate to move out so he stayed alone. Everyone knew Hichigo was half-crazy and the college facility wasn't stupid enough to try and give him another roommate. They didn't want a murder on their hands.
Ichigo had been waiting for his brother to look up from his laptop so he could talk to him. Hichigo was busy browsing one of the many porn sites he loved so much. Ichigo stood behind him, occasionally looking at the computer screen. He saw naked women bound and gagged in all sorts of lewd contraptions, strapped down with leather, and being fucked brutally. His brother really was sick.
"So King," Hichigo said turning to him, once he was bored with his laptop. "To wha' do I owe this visit?"
"I know it was you..." Ichigo said lowly, glaring at his brother hatefully, "You broke into Rukia's apartment didn't you?"
Hichigo looked sarcastically amused, "King you would accuse me of such a thing? I'mma good boy, I dun do bad things..."
"Spare me," Ichigo spat, "Tell the truth Hichigo, it was you. Wasn't it? Wasn't it?"
"I swear to ya' King I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Don't play with me Hichigo," Ichigo growled between gritted teeth. His brother's foolishness was starting to grate on his nerves. "You knew Rukia lived in the same building as Rangiku. You know how to break in...I know you do..."
"Rangiku? Oh yeah, the slut chick with huge jugs, right?" Hichigo cackled, his yellow eyes flooded with mirth. "I remember her...she was so much fun King. I remember that night, yeah that was the night I spent some quality time with my big brother and got my dick wet at the same time..."
"Shut up Hichigo!" Ichigo spat, a hot blush flooding his face as memories of Ranigku flooded his mind.
"Dun'cha remember how good her pussy felt King? And how loud she screamed? And I remember when you made Rangiku cum, King.." Hichigo continued, Ichigo slapped his hands over his ears. He didn't want to hear this. He didn't want to think about it. He didn't want to go back to that night with Rangiku.
Ichigo wanted so badly to forget what they had done.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Ichigo finally yelled, "You know damn well you swore you'd never talk about that ever again!"
"Sorry King, but when we started strollin' down memory lane, I couldn't resist..." He cackled,
Ichigo's finger's suddenly wrapped around his brother's throat. He squeezed it tightly, cutting off his brother's horrible laughter. Hichigo turned red, then blue, then purple. His eyes started to water but the whole time Ichigo was crushing his windpipe, Hichigo was grinning.
"I'm telling you right now, Hichigo," Ichigo growled, his words pure venom. "Stay away from Rukia...stay away from that building...stay away from that fox-faced bastard, do you understand me?"
"Awww King is concer-" Hichigo couldn't even finish that sentence before Ichigo tightened his grip on his brother's scrawny neck, nearly cracking it.
"I SAID DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"
"Y-Yes King..." Hichigo wheezed, Ichigo gave his brother a small smile.
"Glad we had this talk..."
The orange-haired boy shoved Hichigo back in his chair, not caring that he was coughing hard enough to hack up a lung. Ichigo stared him down for a long time before deciding to leave. As he walked Ichigo was cursing under his breath, his brother was idiot.
Hichigo almost got them caught.
To Be Continued...
Nin-Ni Chan: LETS GO GET PIZZA!
Lemony: AND THEN GET CHOCOLATE WASTED!
Lemony& Nin-Ni Chan: GAAAAHHHHHHH! DO DA STANKY LEG! *does stanky leg*
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