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Ichigo whistles merrily as he walks towards the agency. He just got back from the LA photo shoot yesterday and he has been in a good mood since the past week. Thinking about what had happened before he took off always set his mood on extra jovial mode.
I can't believe I can be this happy without having sex for a week.
Ichigo actually surprised himself. The last time he did not have sex for this long was… he could not remember. Ichigo's life without sex would be like fish out of the water. Sex is equal to drug for Ichigo. Fortunately he does not have to look for it. Women practically throw themselves at him so sex comes naturally. Ichigo smirks.
Yeah, I'm irresistible baby!
Most of the time that Ichigo would be in such jovial mood was when he knew he has successfully escaped from whoever he had sex with the night before, without having the trouble to create excuses or lie about calling them.
And he has a pretty good idea why he is changing.
Rukia
Ichigo smiles. Just the thought of her is enough to warm his heart or that other part of his body that located between his nether regions.
And that kiss!
Ichigo knows that he is a pretty damn good kisser (he can get a bloody testimonial for that, yessir!) but Rukia's kiss just brought him to another universe! He remembers every detail of it. How her tongue expertly venture into his mouth and exploring every inches of it even as he fought for dominance.
And she tasted so good too!
Ichigo is salivating. He quickly wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. He has arrives at the agency without him realizing it. It seems like even his legs are full of beans.
Ichigo steps inside the agency. He waves a hand and smile at the receptionist who does not know how to react to his sudden friendliness.
Most people that know him in the industry were bewildered and unsure of the new friendlier Ichigo. He does not scowl that much often now and he always has this vacant look with a stupid grin plastered on his face.
They were even more bewildered when they heard that Ichigo turned down and rejected any sort of invitations or advances from horny bitches that wanted a piece of him. The industry is buzzing with his sudden interest of abstinence.
Ichigo was unsure himself. All he knows is he has lost any sort of desire to be with girls. Although most of them are a knockout with their long legs, tight asses, well-endowed breast (although Ichigo pretty sure they are not the originals), they have lost their values in his eyes.
Perhaps that because he is now has expectations.
His tongue has tasted the inside of Rukia's mouth. His brained has memorized her scent. His hands have recognized the fitting of her hands in his. His chest still feels warms with her presence. His entire being is aware of her as a person, not just as a piece of meat to satiate his hunger.
His head is spinning. If he was this intoxicated with just a kiss, he could not even comprehend what it would do to him if he has her all to himself, free to explore her body, with all his man glory inside her and her legs wrapping around him.
Fuck!
Ichigo quickly found a sofa to seat on to cover his erection.
Jeebus, just the thought of her is enough to make me this hard.
He has lost count on how many times he has to relief himself because he can not stop thinking about Rukia. He completely failed to put her out of his mind.
He even tried to do it with an airhostess that he met from the flight he had taken to LA. That woman has paid him a visit at his hotel room. Their dinner appointment was forgotten when she took one look of his half naked body (he was taking a shower when the bell rings). The towel he was wearing was quickly discarded and soon after so was the woman's (lack of) clothing.
Soon as Ichigo saw her stark naked (and while he was still groping with full steam ahead), several thoughts crossed his mind. They were:
Thought #1: He unconsciously measure if that woman's hand fits in his like Rukia's did. It does not. It was far too big. (This routine has become a habit of his since he shook her hand when she first introduced herself but he was not aware of it)
Thought #2: He missed the feeling of Rukia in his arms. It just felt like her entire body was engulfed in his embrace. This woman though was almost as tall as he is and was too busty. Although the feeling was definitely the one that he was used to, he failed to derive any pleasure from it.
Thought #3: Too well-endowed! He is now officially a fan of small breast (read: Rukia's).
Thought #4: He does not want to loose the taste of Rukia's kiss so before the woman can kiss him, he quickly turned his face away.
Thought #5: Instead of getting a hard on because of the woman that was in front of him, he was getting a hard on by the thoughts of the woman that was miles away and was probably running around at the hospital to complete her duty.
That was when Ichigo stopped with the groping and pushed the woman slowly away. Without a word, he put on a jean and a shirt and walked out of the hotel room, leaving the woman in a state of bafflement. He did not come back till before the photo shoot started and found that the hotel room was empty. However there was a note on the bedside table that contained the phone number of the airhostess. Ichigo crumpled the note without giving much thought and threw it in the dustbin.
Precisely at the moment Ichigo realized that there can be no other woman for him except Miss Kuchiki Rukia. If he has to deal with that ice king Byakuya, or that sneaky Gin, or the disgruntled Grimmjow, so be it.
Ichigo chuckles at his own thoughts. He used to laugh at people when they said one is enough. Now look at what he has become.
I am addicted to Kuchiki Rukia.
-o-
When Ichigo stepped inside the agency, he was so lost in his own thoughts that he did not see Renji at the end of the room. Renji has been observing Ichigo's behavior since he found it was very peculiar when he saw Ichigo waved to the receptionist. With a smile on his face nonetheless!
Then Ichigo took a seat at the sofa in a jiffy, clearly trying to hide the bulge in front of his pants.
This somewhat displeases Renji because naturally he wants to know who or what had set Ichigo in such a jolly horny good mood. Renji has heard about the rumors that are going around saying stuff about Ichigo and his weird behavior but he was not sure if it is true.
Seeing is believing, Renji thought.
Renji has had enough with the observations and decides to come over and ask Ichigo what was really going on. Ichigo is chuckling to himself and is completely oblivious of Renji's presence as he approaches him.
"Please tell me you just got laid, Ichigo."
The chuckles stop as Ichigo looks up to see Renji in front of him, tapping his foot with an annoying expression on his face. A smirk plays on Ichigo's lips. His amber eyes glitter.
"Fuck off Ichigo. You are giving me goosebumps with your sudden… cheerfulness," Renji shuddered but his curiosity gets the better of him as he creeps closer to Ichigo.
Ichigo laughs out loud. A sound that is so alien to people that is close to him.
"Hello Renji. I can't believe I miss your drollness."
Ichigo put his right hand out to shake Renji's hand. Renji looks at it skeptically. This man in front of him sure acts nothing like Ichigo that he knew. But after several seconds have passed and his arm still stretches out, Renji obliges. Once he takes Ichigo's hand, the orange hair man pulls him so that he falls forward on the sofa. Ichigo swiftly takes Renji's head into a head lock and ruffles his red hair, much to Renji dismay.
"Jeebus Ichigo! Get the fuck off!" Renji pushes Ichigo away and quickly corrected his hair while grumbling at Ichigo.
Ichigo laughs even harder.
"What has got into you? You are creeping me out, dude!"
Ichigo just grin. "Where is your counterpart?" asks Ichigo completely ignoring the disgruntled Renji.
"He is talking to the girls in the office."
"I'll just sit here and wait for him then," Ichigo stretches and stifles a yawn.
Renji watches him with suspicion. He has never seen Ichigo like this before. You can barely trace the frown line on his face and to be honest, Renji kind of miss that frown and that indifference personality of his. Not like he ever going to tell him that! So yeah this new Ichigo just does not fit with his cool persona at all.
"Dude, tell me honestly how many girls did you bang that set you up in such a cheery mood?"
"None," is the answer he gets.
"Fuck off," says Renji disbelievingly.
"Suit yourself. I told you. None. Zero. Nada"
"But you are Ichigo! –" Renji quickly covers his mouth with both of his hands.
"What the fuck was that supposed to mean?"
"Err… nothing."
Any other day, Ichigo would have force it out of him but at the moment he does not really care.
By now, Renji is eyeing Ichigo with worried expression. Ichigo is so well known for his habit of sleeping around that Ishida always has to deal with the aftermath. Ichigo is only superior to Grimmjow when it comes to counting down girls' vagina that he can penetrate. That blue haired guy has cool down a lot since past year and Renji suspect it was because of that girl… whatishername… ah yes, Miss Kuchiki. Renji cannot blame Grimmjow for being obstinate though. If he is not gay, Renji would totally fall for her too.
The door to Ishida's office swings open and out come several girls with long leg, perfect make up and body to die for. They disperse to every direction without giving much thought to the two men sitting at the lobby. But there are two girls who practically skip towards them expectantly.
"Party tonight?" asks Nel as she plops down besides Renji. Inoue takes a seat besides her.
"You know I'm down with it, babe," says Renji grinning from ear to ear.
"Ichigo, you are going to join us tonight, won't you?" Nel turns to Ichigo but her question falls on deaf ears.
Nel sits up straight and kicks Ichigo's shin with her 5 inches heel.
Ichigo yelps and land back on earth with a thud. He quickly rubs his throbbing shin.
"He has been acting all weird and creepy since he came in," reports Renji.
"Oh? Are you alright Kurosaki-kun?" asks Inoue. There is no mistaking her genuine concern for the man.
"Don't listen to this fag. I'm peachy."
"What the fuck Ichigo. You are NEVER peachy. Something is definitely wrong with you!" exclaims Nel.
"See I told you! And he said he did not get laid at all on his last trip!"
Both Nel and Inoue gasp. Yeah, it was unheard of.
Ichigo rolls his eyes. "I don't owe you guys any explanation."
"But Kurosaki-kun, this is so not you. I never seen you with that expression before except on the day at the ball when you were with Rukia –"
All four of them go silence. Renji is trying to compute the possibilities. Nel is clueless since she was not at the ball and Inoue wants to bang her head on the coffee table for being so indiscreet. Ichigo on the other hand, has this stupid grin plastered on his face when he heard Rukia's name.
A sudden light bulb switches on somewhere inside Renji's brain. Ishida had mentioned something about Ichigo having dinner with that Kuchiki chic the day before he took off to LA. Renji never got the chance to ask about the details since he was busy with his own photo shoot.
"Ichigo, you son of a gun!" yells Renji and in a matter of seconds he is on Ichigo's lap.
"Get off, Renji!"
"Not before you tell me if anything happened between you and that Kuchiki chic –"
"Her name is Rukia –"
"Whatever. So did something happen?"
"Get off of me!"
Renji put his arms around Ichigo's neck and stick his tongue out.
"Fuck off, Renji!"
"Just tell him what he wants to know or you'll have him hanging on your neck forever," says Ishida who just comes out of his office after he heard the commotion. Renji just grins.
Ichigo groans in defeat. "How can you love this moron?"
"Because he is my moron," answers Ishida casually. Ichigo sweat drops.
"Nothing happen, alright?"
"You big fat liar!"
Ichigo's temple twitches. "I'm not lying. We had dinner and that's all."
You big fat liar!
There is no way Ichigo going to tell these guys about the kiss. Not even to Ishida.
"Wait… what? When did this happen?" asks Nel who is still clueless.
"Kurosaki-kun met someone during the ball," explains Inoue timidly and Ichigo is so full of himself to notice the hurt in her voice. But it does not escape the ear of Ishida and Nel.
"Who the fuck is this someone?" asks Nel, putting a comforting hand on Inoue's lap.
"No one you know –"
"Oh you do! Remember the newspaper picture I showed you, Nel?" beams Renji with excitement. Nel ponders for a second and brightens up. Then she whacks Ichigo's knee.
"Ichigo, you are messed up! That girl is obviously in love with that dude she was kissing!"
Ichigo rubs his throbbing knee. This is why he hates it if people know about his personal life. He looks at Ishida for help. Ishida just adjusted his glasses and shrugs.
Dammit! Why does Nel have to bring Gin up?
Nel shakes her head in disapproval. "What were you thinking, Ichigo…"
"Stop being my mother Nel."
Renji let go of Ichigo's neck and stands in front of him, each hands on his waist.
"I hate to tell you this dude, but you are playing with fire. What about Grimmjow?"
"What about him?" asks Nel, again confuse as to where does Grimmjow fit in.
"She came to the ball with him."
"Oh boy…"
"Shut up Renji. She and Grimmjow are just friends –"
"I am just friends with who?" interjects Grimmjow questioningly at the group of people who were just happened to say his name as his steps inside the agency.
"Fuck off, Grimmjow," greets Ichigo.
"Fuck off to you too, Ichigo. So tell me again, I am just friends with whom?"
"The girl that you brought to that ba –" Nel could not finish her words because Inoue has covers her mouth with her hands.
"Nobody, Grimmjow-kun," says Inoue nervously but it was too late. Grimmjow is not an idiot. He knows exactly who they are talking about. What pisses him the most if the fact that Ichigo dare to label his relationship with Rukia. He just have no fucking idea who is he messing with.
"You don't have any business talking about her," seethes Grimmjow.
"Calm down Grimmjow. We were just talking," says Ishida trying to undone the damage.
"I can talk about whoever I want, Grimmjow," seethes Ichigo back. Ishida facepalms as he knew that his attempt to cool both of these guys off will only results in failure.
"Take this into my office. Now!" orders Ishida as he signals Renji to step away.
"I should have keep my mouth shut, shouldn't I?" asks Nel as they watch both Ichigo and Grimmjow storms off stomping like a kid who has been refused playtime at the playground.
Ishida closes his office door behind him and tell Ichigo and Grimmjow to take a seat. Both refuse and remain standing facing each other, ready to pummel the other onto the ground.
"Leave Rukia alone," warns Grimmjow.
"Like hell I would."
"Oh you will when I'm done with you –"
"Rukia will kick both of your asses. End of story," says Ishida calmly. Both Ichigo and Grimmjow stare dagger at him but both knows what he said were true. "You both obviously like her but at the end of the day it was hers to decide. Play fair and may the best man wins."
"You know jack squat about her –"
"Oh I know plenty, Grimmjow."
Ishida takes a deep breathe as he massages his temples. Yet again his words were completely ignored.
"Fuck you Ishida!" yells Grimmjow suddenly as he snaps at Ishida.
"What the hell Grimmjow! What did I do?"
"You… that address and phone number that you asked me… those were for him weren't it?" peeves Grimmjow as he points at Ichigo with trembling hands. He is trying with all his might not to lunge at Ichigo.
Ishida does not say a word. He does not have to. The expression of guilt on his face was enough to tell Grimmjow that his suspicion was true.
"Play fair my ass!" says Grimmjow before he opens the office door, steps out and slams it behind him.
Ichigo and Ishida exchange glances.
"What the fuck just happened? Did you get Rukia's address and phone number from him?"
"No more favors Ichigo. I was lucky he didn't kill me."
Ichigo grins.
"And wipe that smirks off your face. I bet he's looking for Rukia. You better hurry if you don't want to loose out," says Ishida but he was talking to the back of Ichigo as he storms off in pursuit of his happiness.
"Good luck, both of you," mumbles Ishida as he rubs his temple. "Although I think Gin going to win hands down…"
-o-
Rukia is taking her afternoon break. She brings the bread that she purchased earlier from the vending machine and the hot tea in a polystyrene cup to room 309. Rukia sat the cup down on the table next to the bed and start munching on the bread. It taste stale but she needs to get something in her stomach. Stale bread is better than nothing.
It has been a week since she last saw Gin. After he came by that night Rukia has been laden with guilt. She feels guilty to all three men: Gin, Ichigo and Grimmjow although she is not sure why.
Rukia sighs.
She know she have to straighten her feelings out.
She knows that she loves Gin.
She knows that she likes Grimmjow too, but it could be that she sees him as substitute for Gin. She would rather slit her wrist than hurt him more than she already has. That man deserved to be happy.
As for Ichigo…
Rukia sighs again.
She has no fucking idea what to feel when it comes to Ichigo.
Rukia knows that she feels extremely comfortable when she is with him, even more so than when she was with Gin because if she is with Gin, she always needs to stay alert to his mood. Gin can be sweet and turn into a monster in a matter of seconds. Although Gin is never actually mad at her, she has seen few circumstances where Gin lost his temper. It was an ugly sight.
And she is still kicking herself for that kiss she gave Ichigo. She still was not sure what came over her but she is sure if the moment presented itself again, she would have kiss him like there is no tomorrow.
Dammit! What am I thinking! Wake up, Rukia!
She takes another bite of the stale bread and sips the hot tea.
Ichigo and I… it just feels so perfect. As if it was meant to happen.
Rukia shakes her head and laughs at herself when she realizes what she was thinking.
"As if it is ever going to happen…" she said to no one in particulars. Not even to Ulquiorra who is still lying in that bed.
Why the hell not?
"Let see… Nii-sama will kill me and Gin will kill Ichigo."
So?
"I'm not doing this! I'm not questioning myself for things that are not going to happen!" snaps Rukia. She finishes her bread in two large bites and gulps down the hot tea, ignoring the scalding inside her mouth.
"Gin has gone missing again, did you know?" asks Rukia to Ulquiorra after several minutes. Silence is the only answer she gets.
"He was angry that night. I can tell… I'm such a moron."
No, you are not. You don't owe him anything.
"I owe him my life."
Says who?
"Shut up."
See? You are getting confuse. You are indebted to him, I get that but you can't let him run your life. You have been doing that since you first met him.
"Shut up."
You know Gin is up to something, don't you?
"Shut up."
You knew nii-sama has always got him tailed, don't you?
"Shut up."
…
"Dammit!"
You said I should shut up…
"What am I supposed to do now, huh?"
Start living your life.
"Easier said than done."
Try.
Rukia grunts. She looks at Ulquiorra, so peacefully sleeping, oblivious to the world's trouble.
"Want to swap life?" she asks jokingly.
Rukia sighs again but before she can let out another sigh, the door to the room swings open and Grimmjow storms in looking mighty pissed. Rukia just look at him questioningly as he approaches her.
"Come with me," says Grimmjow between gritted teeth. He said it with such certainty that stuns Rukia so she just let him take her hand and force her to follow him into an exit staircase at the end of the building.
Once the door of the staircase closes behind them, Grimmjow let go of her hand and turn around to look at her. Rukia never saw Grimmjow this mad before. To be honest, she is almost scared. Keyword: almost.
"What is it, Grimmjow?"
The man in front of her does not respond. He just walks to and fro, clenching his fist and swears under his breath.
"Stop walking and tell me what this is all about?" asks Rukia again.
Grimmjow stops in front of her and all of a sudden he hugs her which totally caught Rukia off guard.
"Grimmjow, is something the matter?" asks Rukia, concern with his unexpected change of behavior. She puts her arms around him, wanting to comfort him.
"Tell me that you did not have a date with Ichigo," says Grimmjow quietly.
Rukia does not answer. She closes her eyes. She knew she has hurt him yet again.
The silence from Rukia actually answered Grimmjow's question. He tightens his hug. He too closes his eyes, afraid to hear the answer for his next question.
"Did something happen?"
Rukia just stand there in silence. She rather not answer in verbal for the reason that she knows it would only creates a deeper wound.
"I'm going to kill him," whispers Grimmjow barely audible but Rukia heard every word of it. She struggles out of his hug.
"Look, I'm sorry Grimmjow. It just happened"
"Oh how convenient," fumes Grimmjow.
"Do not try to be sarcastic, Grimmjow. It is not what you think."
"Fuck! I know him, Rukia! He's the horniest bastard I had ever known. So stop lying to me!"
Rukia looks at Grimmjow with hurt in her eyes. She knows she can not blame Grimmjow for being angry at her but for him to doubt her words… that is just pushing it too far.
"Believe whatever you want to believe, Grimmjow. I do not owe you an explanation, neither you have the right to be pissed about it," spats Rukia and she immediately regret saying it.
Grimmjow just stand there looking at her with the most hurtful expression on his face.
"What am I to you, Rukia?" asks Grimmjow. His piercing blue eyes look straight at her, so full of hope.
The sight of him makes Rukia feel even guiltier. Tears already start to fall down her face. She does not want this. She is usually the one to wipe the worry off of his face but today she is the cause for his misery. But she can not lie to herself, or to him. She owes him at least the truth.
Rukia looks away.
That simple gesture presents the answer that is so clear to Grimmjow as if Rukia has spells it out for him. He takes a few steps towards Rukia and embraces her again.
"I love you, Rukia…"
"I know, Grimmjow."
"I love you."
"I know. That is why I am so sorry."
For the first time in his adult life, Grimmjow allows himself to cry.
Phew! So much drama.
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