Author's Note: Let me say to everyone that I hope you all had a good new year, though it's kinda old to be saying that. An update and the lemon! The moment all of you, especially the girl this fic is for, have been waiting for! Now quite reading this and get started dammit!

Disclaimer: I do now own 'Bleach'.

The wind blew her hair widely, causing it to go into a frenzy of raven colors. Boyish arms embraced her, her large violet eyes turning to see Abarai Renji. His face held no tattoos, no markings the ruined his virgin skin. The only thing on his face that made Rukia blush was the large grin on his face. The young children smiled at one another, enjoying the company of the other.

"Will we always be friends?"

Her voice, being one of a small child, sound fragile yet confidant as she answered her best friend's answer.

"Of course, baka."

The two children turned to each other and smiled, their hands barely touching the others as the summer wind continued to breeze past them.

Her eyes snapped opened when the door of the room opened, the glow of the hallway light cascading her body. Her heart gave a light bear at the sign of Kurosaki Ichigo standing in the doorway, his orange hair hiding his eyes from her sight. She opened her mouth, but found no words. Her loneliness was slowly making her weak, tired of all the senseless killing happening around her.

So when she felt the embrace of the man she trusted, yet feared, she did not resist.

His lips were on hers, moving against her tenderly. She would have never imagined a man like him would have such sweet and soft lips.

As his lips moved against hers, her hands tangled themselves in his hair. More memories flooding her wrecked mind.

"Hi! I'm Aizen Rangiku!"

The next moment, preteen Rukia found herself in the strangling embrace of the new neighbor's daughter. Her hair smelt like the color of her hair, freshly picked strawberries. The embrace was warm and welcoming, slightly over-bearing, but just as warm as if it was be given by a family member.

The only thing she did not enjoy was being suffocated by the cleavage and almost dying due to lack of oxygen.

"Let go of her, Rangiku. Rukia-san, I apologize for my sister's… unusal greeting. My name is Aizen Toshiro. Nice to meet you."

As air finally returned into her lungs and the death grip around her was released, Rukia was able to see the teenage boy standing behind the woman that hugged her.

Their faces seemed such a contradiction for siblings; Serious against playful. Scowls against smiles. Yet, through all the teasing the siblings gave another, Rukia could see how dearly they cared for one another.

"You're so adorable for a thirteen-year old! I wish the old man would adopt you too!"

As Rangiku pinched Rukia's cheek and Toshiro apologized for his sister's behavior, Rukia could not help, but smile at the two. Both people, she was positive, would be a big part in her life.

"Kurosaki-sama~~"

He grinded against her harder than attended, but still gained a satisfied response from the woman beneath him. His lips ventured every curve and part of her neck, loving how soft and pure it felt against his sinful hands and mouth.

"It's Ichigo here, Rukia."

Her nails clung to his now bare back, feeling the muscles flex and twitch beneath her hold. Her own lips were kissing his broad shoulders as tears brimmed in her eyes. Her upper body felt the coldness of the room, surprising her and making her arch her back when his hands gently cradled her breast.

"Say my name."

"Ichigo…!"

"Um… Um…. Hello! I am Ishida Orihime… N-Nice to meet a-a-a Kuchiki!"

Rukia, in her highschool clothing, was shocked as the actress bowed her head to her. Rukia knew her family had almost royal status, but to be bowed to by an actress was making Rukia feel a bit uneasy. Placing an awkward smile on her face, Rukia bowed and laughed hastily.

"Nice to meet you too. Please, call me by my first name."

When Rukia raised her head, she was shocked to see the actress in complete shock. Her grey eyes were growing wider with every passing moment before they became blurry with her relentless movement. She was shaking her head quickly, before bowing her head once again.

"You are a Kuchiki! I can't disrespect you of all people! Your father may have someone kill me!"

"My father is a business man, not a Yakuza leader."

Their eyes met again, both smiled as they stood up straight and laughed gently.

"My husband and I just moved here! Oh! You're a highschool student? What grade?"

"I'm in my sophomore year. I do really like your work, Ishida-san."

Orihime laughed, waving her hand as a blush gentle appeared on her cheeks.

"No, please call me by my first name! Orihime-san is just fine with me!"

Rukia smiled, extending her hand and awaiting for Orihime to take up her hand in a shake.

"It's a pleasure to meet you… Orihime-san."

"Nice to meet you too! Err… Kuchiki-san."

"Don't stop."

Her body was feeling a frenzy of fire, it was burning her skin in such a delicious way. Her eyes opened, her blush deepening when she saw Ichigo seductively lick his lips. His hand was in her panties, stroking her and making the fire around her course through her veins.

Her body, slick with sweat, was trembling. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest, Ichigo could feel it beat against his lips. He licked her damp skin, a growl gently tickling her chest.

She would have giggled if she was not a wanton and heated mess. Her hips were acting on their own, moving in sync with his fingers plunging in and out of her. Rukia could smell herself, making her feel ashamed, but her arousal kept her silent.

Her hands found their were to his confined manhood, she gasped at the feel of it and his threatening growl coming from his throat.

"Look at me."

The Spring air was fresh and smelt intoxicating to her young nose. She inhaled deeply before laughing happily. She felt strong hands grab her sides before she was lifted up. She squealed happily, the wind brushing against her skin allowed her to imagine herself flying like her favorite superhero.

Another squeal left her lips when she was playfully thrown up, only to land into the embrace of her parents. Her large eyes, much like her mother's, stared into her loving family with pure bliss.

Her mother was laughing, her eyes shut with glee. Her father was smiling, a rare thing to see on the strong and stoic man.

"We love you."

"I love you more!"

They laughed as they held each other, enjoying the family moment that would forever be a part of her life for as long as she lived.

Kuchiki Byakuya and Kuchiki Hisana held their young daughter, Kuchiki Rukia in their embrace. Safe from the cruelties of the world.

The moment he penetrated her, with a slow thrust, her mind forgot of the sorrows. Of the dead bodies that surrounded her. For a moment, all of it was gone. She was only in a sinful world with a man she could not admit she loved.

He was large, too large that the she felt she could not fit his large cock. A bit of pain was dully throbbing, but she had felt far worst before. She clung to the man beneath her, her nails digging into his chiseled chest.

His own back was arched, his head thrown back and a smile on his face.

"Rukia~ You feel… So amazing…"

The man she feared was underneath her, at her mercy. When the thought came, Rukia could not resist. She rocked against him, teasing him for all of the teasing he had done to her in the pass.

A hiss echoed around her before his hands gripped her hips. Both were stubborn, neither of them were backing down. When Ichigo lifted her up, Rukia did her best to slowly lower herself. Even against his strong grasp, he could not make her go any faster.

Yet, he loved the sight of her above her. Her eyes were closed shut, senseless babble coming out of her clenched jaw, her breast slowly moving at the movement.

But he wanted more.

His hips, strong and powerful, thrusted upward. She cried out, her head thrown back as he initial torment was thrown away. She was riding him as hard as she could, the ecstasy making the sorrow in her heart dull like a drug.

Rukia's nails made fresh red marks against his rib cage, the sting fading away as she continued her maniacal and desperate act. His name was chanted, making chills and groans escape his lips.

Rukia whimpered when her body was pushed against the bed, her body being suffocated by the hot mass above her. Ichigo reamed into her, making her mewl pitifully beneath him.

"Ichigo!"

"Nng… Rukia…"

Their bodies made loud noises as their hips collided with one another. Her knees dug deeply into his back, making her whither harder. His lips left large marks on her breast to the point that they ached when the air hit them. His hands were steadying her hips, allowing him full control of her.

"Rukia… You're mine."

Ours.

Her eyes opened, going wide when she saw the yellow she feared swirling with the hazel she loved.

"Kurosaki-sama?"

"Yes, Rukia-chan?"

Rukia turned away from the sunset she was staring at to look up at the man hovering above her. His shadow shaded her from the falling sun's light, yet his smile was warm enough. He sat down beside her, his long legs passing her short ones.

"How are your studies?"

"Good, Kurosaki-sama."

He hummed, his gaze never leaving the setting sun. Rukia, puzzled and somewhat anxious, looked over at the man that had given her everything she ever asked for. The question that had been burning inside of her was nagging once again.

Before she knew it, she was staring directly into his gaze.

"Why have you done so much for me?"

The question hung above them before sweeping into them. Ichigo blinked in confusion before closing his eyes and chuckling. His large hand ran through his hair, covering one half of his face when he decided to speak.

"Because I can. I'm doing things for you because I can and want to. Don't question something you already know, Rukia-chan."

"I told you to stop calling me that!"

When his touching smile turned to her again, Rukia's fake scowl disappeared and she smiled back. Her blush painting her cheeks red.

"Thank you, Kurosaki-sama."

"It's Ichigo. Just Ichigo."

"Ichigo!"

Her body was frantic, needing a release more than ever before. His body was powerful and strong, relentlessly pummeling her with thrust that made her gush and moan. His moans and groans sounded so sexual to her, making her body even more heated.

What made her even more needy was when her name escaped his lips.

Now, his eyes were shut tightly was he moved in and out of her. Her wetness seemed clung to his veiny cock, some of it dripping out of her and into the covers. Her body was becoming weak, the pleasure taking its toll on her body.

When she felt him twitch, she knew he was not too far behind.

Rukia grabbed the back of his neck, bring him down to lock lips with him as the boiling orgasm claimed her body. Like broken glass, the shards of pleasure pierced every part of her body.

She screamed wildly into his mouth, which in turn summoned him to plummet into his own end.

When his lips left hers, one word slipped past his lips.

Mine…

The moment she heard the eerie voice that she knew did not belong to Ichigo, she opened hesitantly her eyes and looked into the now burning yellow eyes. They were wide as well, large and seeming to want to swallow her whole.

Her lower body trembled when she saw the sadistic grin slowly gathering on his face.

"Ichigo?"

"No Queen. I ain't the King. I'm ya worst nightmare."

"What are you doing, Ru?"

The phone in Ru's hand snapped shut, her lethal eyes slowly turning to the other woman. Both were dressed in black, yet Birdie kept her dark lenses that hid her eyes. Making it difficult for Ru to see if the younger one was truly upset. Placing a bored smile on her face, Ru waved the cell phone in her hand before slipping it into her pocket.

"Looks like ya caught me. Heh, I'm just makin' this whole thing more exciting, that's all." Ru admitted, turning to face Birdie.

Birdie's lips were in a thin line before an insidious smile grew on her face.

"I was hoping you would be! Honestly, the game isn't nearly as fun if there isn't some chaos thrown in."

Ru's face fell, blinking in confusion before returning the same grin that was on Birdie's face.

"Ya haven't changed one bit, jeeves. Still the sadistic bitch I know! Ya know I was the one that made ya that way so I can take some credit."

"Shove that credit up your ass."

"Bite my albino ass first, midget."

The grin on Birdie's face shattered at the mention of the nickname, but returned when she heard the door opening behind her.

"We're ready, boss."

"Thanks, Ashido. We will be right there."

The door closed once again, leaving the two women alone.

"So tell me, what did you do?" Birdie asked, the plain mask she always wore back in place.

"Nothin'. Just gave the berry a heads up. Tellin' him of the idea." Ru said, chuckling at her own idea.

"You always did have to stir shit up. Oh well, guess it's for the best! The more fun this whole thing should be."

"Ya really are a fuckin' undercover whack job."

"Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?"

Both women stared at one another for a few moments before grinning and making their way to the awaiting car.

Despite the lies that you're making
Your love is mind for the taking
My love is just waiting
To turn your tears to roses
I will be the one that's gonna hold you
I will be the one that you run to
My love is a burning, consuming fire
No, you'll never be alone
When darkness comes
I'll light the night with stars
Hear my whispers in the dark
~Whispers in the Dark by Skillet~

Ha! Yes, another lemon will be coming in the next chapter! This time, with the evil one pulling all the strings! The best for last, ay Ru? XD.

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