Disclaimer: Well I wished I owned Bleach. Sorry for any misunderstandings. Didn't really read it through just did a spell check. Hope that did something O.O
OAN I have a very enthusiastic reviewer, Valen. Hello groupie, I see you! It's been very funny to read your comments on both my stories. Quite a surprise when I looked and saw in my email, a higher amount than I would get in 3-4 days, of your reviews! That honestly made my day.
Omg guys *face palm* ….what in the entire fuck happened? I explained to my fellow friend, Hazel, that Shuuhei was just supposed to be this speck on the radar, and Ichigo a smaller speck on the radar. Somehow Shuuhei surpassed Grimmjow, and became the bigger one. This happened organically by itself! Just by going off on how I set him up, and he became this great big sexy monster that everyone is in love with (even me). How did this happen?!
I also see I have new followers, welcome, welcome groupies! Glad you've joined the ride!
Take heed to the title . BTW …this scene was planned A LONG TIME AGO before anyone started putting dibs on Shuuhei! Lmao.
Track 25: Fan Service
Rukia Kuchiki doesn't get nervous. Rukia lightly mashed her thumbnail between her teeth. A Kuchiki never gets nervous. She took a deep breath in, and blew it back out quite forcefully. Rukia tried to elongate her black silk robe Yumachika had her adorn to stay covered up while on set. It definitely wasn't long enough. Just long enough to cover everything, but it definitely didn't reach her knees and that's saying something.
Rukia was standing in the next room, another set for the video shoot, and she could hear Shuuhei's playback clearly. It took them a few weeks to come set their plan in motion, but lucky for them their engineer, Kisuke was a genius and fast. He says it can't be help because he always has ideas, and he just goes into the studio and lay them out. By the time Rukia had decided on this decision, Kisuke already had a track waiting for them. Her and Shuuhei just needed to provide the lyrics and vocals.
There was only two reasons that Rukia decided to do this: to help her band mates, and to maybe, hopefully, get Kaien off her back. She knows for certain that he will get jealous, but she was hoping that he would see that she's "moved" on from him. 'I have moved on. He hasn't this time.'
"Rukia, we need you on set this time," Toshiro called from the other room. "Set yourself up behind the screen."
Yoruichi was behind the white screen, and just got done wiping down the pole. "You'll be fine. Remember it's just a low pole flow for this section of the shot, and you don't have to get it right the first take either."
Rukia got behind the screen and took her robe off, and revealed a sexy grey two-piece. Fortunately she won't have to reveal herself until her section of the vocals.
Toshiro popped his head behind the screen, "Are we ready to roll cause I am."
Rukia pouted at him, and got into position. She put herself in front of the pole, raised her arms up to grasp it behind her, and stuck her left foot out. 'This wasn't initially the damn plan, but damnit Yoruichi.' Rukia heard Toshiro count down, and yelled, "Play back!" Rukia counted in one full count, and then started to dance seductively around the pole varying from mid height spins to performing the dance routine closer to the floor.
On the other side they could only see her silhouette, and seated below the platform was Shuuhei playing the part of a man in love convincingly so. The first take was without ad lip, then Toshiro wanted to do another take with Shuuhei acting out while he did ad lip. They did the same scene at various angles at least five times. Rukia should've known this was going to take all day from the get go. It was Toshiro directing after all, but he was the only director she was familiar with.
During one of the takes she blanked out, and cursed. Shuuhei called out, "It's okay sweetheart, you still looking sexy up there." Which garnered a few chuckles.
Rukia smiled, though, no one could see it, "Thanks Shuuhei." She stood up from the ground and resumed the beginning position of the routine. After awhile she got comfortable doing the dance over and over again that being sexy just naturally came with it. Finally after about an hour the director felt that the first scene was great. The crew was given a ten-minute break, and Rukia was ushered to her dressing room by Yoruichi to pat her dry, and put on a duplicate two piece that wasn't sweaty.
It took another couple of hours to get her face shots, her solo shots, and Shuuhei in her shots another few more hours. This time they took an hour break, and Rukia felt like she was losing her nerves for the last scenes. Shuuhei wasn't much of a dancer so Yoruichi choreographed a routine to make it as if they were grappling, and grasping one another. Something Shuuhei knew how to do as well. Shuuhei and Rukia practiced the dance a few times in a clean room so they wouldn't get dirty from the floor part. Rukia always stopped them at the point where she's looking up at him from the floor, and he's hovering over her the opposite way.
"Why don't you just let me?" He asked her softly, sitting up so she could get into a sitting position.
"And why can't you just wait for the shoot?" She shot back, and looked at Shuuhei. Rukia sat back on her knees to catch her breath.
"What are you saving it for? It's not like we haven't done it," Shuuhei asked, and stood up.
Rukia yawned. It's been a long day, and there was nothing she wanted more than to finish this video shoot so they could go home. "Maybe I want to really feel it or something," she explained as she watched Shuuhei's hand lightly scratch his bare chest.
"Oh so you want to feel something?" Shuuhei asked with a smirk.
"Shut it," Rukia said and stood up.
Yoruichi came around the corner, and told them they were ready. Rukia's nerves were starting up again as she walked along side Shuuhei. She kept sneaking glances his way to see how he was doing, but he looked as cool as ice cubes. This was her decision, scratch that, this is her decision. He didn't have to do it, he wanted to do it, and so here they were about to give the fans another great rumor to talk about.
"Be careful when walking out onto the set. The floor has been watered a bit so you guys can slide around easily," Yoruichi advised as she checked under her arms that she had spare duplicates of what Rukia was wearing.
"Okay, where are we starting from?" Toshiro asked no one in particular as he riffled through papers stapled together. "Think this is when you sing Shuuhei before you both sing the chorus. So I need you to stand right there." The director began pointing to their spots, and checking camera angles. "I want this camera to— Rukia move a little bit more to your right. I want this camera to get a good view of Shuuhei walking up behind her."
Toshiro sat down in his director seat, and viewed the master camera where he could clearly see Rukia's left violet eye. "Now Rukia you need to be in crouched position, and come up on…" he riffled through the papers again looking for the lyrics. "When you both sing 'Cause space is just a word' rise back up, and look to your left, and then you two do your routine. Got it?"
Rukia heard the countdown, and the playback started blaring over speakers once she got into position. She could hear Shuuhei approaching her, as his lines were played loudly, then she took the cue and stood up so she can begin their part. She glanced to her left, and bit her lips acting the part of longing.
As the chorus started up Shuuhei grabbed Rukia's left arm, and swooped her down where she slid on her knees. Before her momentum ran out she gracefully turned over on her left him, and rolled over onto her stomach, as Shuuhei met her on her the ground sliding on his right hip. They were parallel to one another, and before he could slide past her they both reached out their arm, and clasped each other around the forearm. The force wasn't as troublesome as Rukia thought it would be with added speed due to the wet slick floor. Shuuhei felt that their speed was coming to a halt so he lay down fully and pulled Rukia up. She sat up, still not breaking contact from the forearms, they felt down each other's arm until they were able to clasp and intertwine their fingers together.
At this moment Rukia was crawling over Shuuhei, and put their interlocked hands above his head, and leaned dangerously close to his lips. Such a horrible tease. Shuuhei smirked, but quickly got it together so they could both could mimic the chorus. "Cause space is just a word made up by someone who's afraid to get close!"
Rukia then stretched her free arm up, and arched her back. They loosened their grip on their hands, and that allowed Rukia to swing off of Shuuhei to her right. She rolled onto her back, and slowly felt herself up with her left hand. Her left knee rose up along with her hand then she rested her foot down propping her knee up. Shuuhei had rolled over, and made it to his knees peering down at an upside down Rukia. She arched her back as he leaned in close to her lips. The scene itself drew attention to the tension they were displaying even without making eye contact, and Rukia's left hand trailed down his chin to his throat. As they blazed through the choreography they both kept mimicking their own bits and pieces in the chorus.
"I want you close, and close ain't close enough, no!"
They finally broke contact completely, and suddenly. Rukia did another roll, and back paddled to a standing position running her hands seductively over her hair and upper body. "Now tell me baby that you wanna…ooh."
Rukia opened her eyes to stare up at Shuuhei who was upon her quickly, and grabbed her by the face with clear intentions. "I want you close, and close ain't close enough no," they both sang, and before the song was over they both met at the lips and shared a passionate kiss embracing one another tightly.
Toshiro popped his head from behind the main camera with an amused expression from his face. "Think that'll do," he said loud enough for them to stop making out.
Rukia slowly pulled away from Shuuhei to make a quick retreat back to her dressing room, but Shuuhei held a steady grip on her. "And where are you going?" he whispered against her mouth.
"People watching," Rukia whispered as her eyes darted around the set. She can feel her cheeks smarting from embarrassment, but she couldn't deny the heat between. It kept increasing the longer they stood together, and she didn't really want the feeling to go away. She wanted to cure it.
Shuuhei let his hold on her slacken, and she took the opportunity to escape to her dressing room where she quickly took off the two-piece outfit. She then put the black silk robe on, fastening the belt. Her main goal was to dress quickly, and get home quickly. For all she was concern about what Toshiro said, the final shot was a great success. She yanked her duffel bag up from the floor, and sat it down on the dressing room table. Rukia looked up at her reflection in the large mirror, "Get a grip." She was still burning from his touch. "Get a grip," she took a deep breath in, and let it out slowly. She was still on fire.
She was running her hand through her hair when her door burst opens with such a force it caused her to jump, and turn around to face the assailant. "Shuuhei what have I told you?!"
He let the door slam shut behind him, and he advanced upon Rukia with quickness. He lifted her up onto the dressing table, and leaned in close enough to have their foreheads touching. Rukia wanted to yell and smack him across the face, but the position they're in was extremely compromising, and what she really wanted to do was shut her legs tight. Shuuhei still hadn't muttered a word, and was looking directly into Rukia's eyes. Her eyes began to collect water from lack of blinking. She battered her eyes to dispel the effect, and was going to say something, but that hot burning feeling she was trying to dispel came back tenfold. Her eyes began to burn again from emotion this time, and she felt her pulse quicken.
Without thinking she grabbed Shuuhei behind his head, and clashed their lips together in a searing kiss. He immediately returned the favor just as readily, and ran a hand up her thigh to her hip. If he noticed that she was lacking in undergarments he showed no reaction to it. He cupped a hand under an ass cheek, and pulled her to the edge of the table. Rukia's instincts kicked in, and she grinded her hips causing a low moan to emit from Shuuhei. She grabbed his shirt, and pulled it up over his head. From the brief lost contact from Rukia's lips Shuuhei directed his to her neck and collarbone, sucking lightly at the delicate skin careful to not leave a mark.
Both of their hands reached for Shuuhei's belt, and both their hands worked to undo it without any problems. Rukia left his hands to do the rest of the work as she traced her lips along his jaw line. Rukia didn't feel any hesitation as he rubbed the head of his cock along her slit. Their eyes met as he slowly slid into her. Shuuhei bit his lip to suppress his moan, while Rukia tilted her head back and moaned loudly. Shuuhei brought them closer together if that was even possible, and their hips rocked in tandem.
Rukia hadn't felt this kind of pleasure in months. Shuuhei was filling her up, and hitting her spot every single time. She wasn't sure she was going to be able to hold out for a long time as he always boasted that he could. She felt that familiar tingle at the bottom of her belly, and the tightening sensation in her lower region. "Ah, fuck," she said loudly, and Shuuhei quickly clamped a hand over her mouth. Grinning to himself as he realized he had a screamer on his hands.
Shuuhei hooked his arm underneath her left leg lifting it slightly to allow himself to get in even deeper. He rested his head against the crook between her shoulder and neck, and pounded into her relentlessly keeping his hand pressed tightly around her mouth. He felt his release coming, and coming fast. He pulled up and melded their lips together once more muffling their screams as they both came together. Rukia could feel his cum overfilling in her, and leaking out. If she could have another orgasm from that she would, but she was spent.
As they came down from their high they rested their foreheads together again, and didn't speak for a moment, just catching their breaths. Shuuhei opened his eyes, and looked at Rukia's who's was cloudy with satisfaction and tiredness. "Well, it wasn't exactly my bed, but this will do," Shuuhei finally broke the silence.
Rukia looked at him, and couldn't help but laugh. Only Shuuhei would say something like that after an event life this. He checked his watch, and cursed, "Shit, it's been thirty minutes now."
"Really?" Rukia groaned as Shuuhei detached himself, and began to fix his appearance. Rukia cleaned herself up, and threw her clothes on not caring what Shuuhei saw. "I'm surprised Yoruichi hasn't come and gotten me yet."
"They're probably about finish clearing the sets," Shuuhei guessed and put on a black snapback over his hair.
Rukia put her hair into a bun, and threw on her sunglasses. She checked herself once more in the mirror then reached to grab for her duffel bag, but Shuuhei already had it over his shoulders. As they navigated to the exit Rukia felt all eyes were on them, but in reality people were busy clearing up the studio. 'Wasn't I loud? I felt like I was really loud, but they're louder out here.' She felt Shuuhei loop his arm around her shoulders then he kissed her temple making her instantly feel calm. When they finally reached the SUV, Yoruichi was leaning against waiting patiently.
"Wondering what you two were up to. Got lost?" She asked with a knowing smirk.
Rukia quickly opened the door, hoping to hide her scarlet blush, "Forgot you were parked on this side of the building." She fibbed as she climbed into the back seat with a grinning Shuuhei following behind her.
Rukia thought that encounter would make the air between her and Shuuhei awkward. She also thought that would've been the first and last time they hooked up, but she thought wrong. In fact in the past four days things were intense between them. Rukia couldn't put her finger on it, but she knew it just wasn't pure lust. It was an understanding of some sort…
"You are so deep in your head right now," Rangiku remarked smiling down at her friend.
Rukia could only manage to smile back and blush. "I um…" she shook her head at a lost of words. She snuck a glance over past behind Rangiku, and got a glimpse of Shuuhei laughing at something being said by Gin. She quickly looked away so as not to be caught from her friend.
Rangiku wasn't to be misleading though. "Rukia Kuchiki," she said in a low voice. "I've seen that expression on your face before."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Rukia replied and looked everywhere else besides at Shuuhei
Rangiku had folded her arms across her chest. Still smiling at her friend. "I'm just going to stay here, and wait patiently for you to tell me what's going on," Rangiku took a delicate sip from her champagne flute. "That face you made reminded me of the time between Grimmjow and you. So who's the lucky guy this time? Ichigo? Shuuhei? Because I know it's not Renji."
"I thought you had this intuition thing where I never had to answer any of your questions, but now I have to?" Rukia asked. What was wrong with her? Her face hasn't felt cool yet.
"You have this glow about you, and I am absolutely jealous!" Rangiku exclaimed. "Rukia, I think you're really in love this time."
Rukia made a face, "I wouldn't say all that now. Let's not rush in to things okay?"
"I knew Shuuhei would win you over in due time," Rangiku assumed, and turned around just in time to see Shuuhei looking over at Rukia with an unreadable look passing through his eyes. Rangiku turned back to Rukia with a bewildered look on her face. "Oh my shit," she whispered. "I've never seen him look at anyone like that before! Rukia, you must have secrets in the bed or something, and you must share."
"Trust me it's not me with the moves," Rukia mumbled out of the side of her mouth.
Rangiku laid a hand on her chest, and for the first time left speechless.
Rukia nodded nonchalantly. "Yeah, about quite a few times already."
"When were you going to tell me this?! And when are you going to make this public?" Rangiku demanded.
"Maybe…maybe after tonight?"
They were all gathered at a different club lounge for another listening party. Gin and Yoruichi were determined to make sure Rukia's pop status was large enough to book venues that actually mattered in her career. Rukia Kuchiki wasn't going to be an opening act, but someone else sure could be one for her. So everything lately has been about promotion. Radio interviews, doing appearances on talk shows, and Yoruichi was in the dealings of making her the face of a cosmetic company. While this was deemed a little bit of downtime for Rukia, she has been doing band practice sessions with Luxus again at Kisuke's house. Tired was an under statement. She didn't dare do anything else, but lounge around at home with Shuuhei, which wasn't exactly resting time lately. Okay, well, maybe it actually was after they finished pleasuring each other.
They haven't talked about their status either, but Rukia was still in the process of soaking it all in still. She didn't want to rush things like she did with Grimmjow, because that turned out to be a disaster, and she couldn't help but wonder if they had met under different circumstances if they would've made it. Even though her and Shuuhei weren't rushing things emotionally Rukia couldn't help but feel as if they just meshed well together. Like puzzle pieces fitting into their correct places. It was serenely bizarre. Maybe it was because she knew him as he was before hand, and then she was there when he changed.
Rukia found a cushy couch to crash on, and grabbed a cocktail from a wandering waitress. "I need your wedding to be now," Rukia sighed. "I can't wait to see you as Mrs. Rangiku Ichimaru."
"I can't wait for all that to be over," Rangiku admitted. "I thought wedding planning would be fun, but it's just stressful. I just want to get down the aisle, to the honeymoon, to the fun and dirty business. Hell, I'll do it right now! Get me someone who's ordained, and I'll say, "I do" and we can get it on!"
"Okay Rangiku, calm down," Rukia patted her friend's shoulder in sympathy. She glanced across at Shuuhei, and they locked eyes for a couple of seconds before looking away.
Rangiku grinned into her flute, "I can't wait for Senna to see this little game you guys are playing."
"What little game?"
"You guys are doing a damn good pretty job keeping your hands off one another, but your eyes are doing the complete opposite," Rangiku explained. "You're eye fucking each another."
Rukia accidentally took a large gulp of her cosmopolitan. "Well to put it bluntly!"
"It's true though! Look, look, look they're heading over here," Rangiku noticed and smiled coyly up at her fiancé as he sat down beside her.
"And what have you ladies been up to tonight?" Gin asked with that damn smirk on his face.
Rukia shook her head slightly, and looked everywhere else besides at the males that sat down. Rangiku chimed in for the both of them. "Oh, you know, just the regular girl talk," Rangiku said and pointed at one of the large television screens. "I think it's about to start."
And about time too! Rukia was ready to lie down in her comfortable bed, but she didn't want to view the music video. It was the premiere of her and Shuuhei's "surprise" duet that would most certainly cause quite a commotion amongst the blog sites, and that's what Gin and Yoruichi want. What was supposed to be a private stint was turning into something personal for Rukia. She still wasn't used to seeing herself in a video, and still got embarrassed from watching them, and this video would surely make her blush. She made a move to escape from watching it, but Shuuhei had snaked an arm around her waist and held her tight.
"Sit back, and enjoy," Shuuhei mumbled in her ear as the lights dimmed, and the video started.
The video started with the camera falling slowly, and finally catching Shuuhei's handsome face. Shuuhei's hair was changed since that day of the shoot. It had grown a bit longer, and with Yumachika tired of his signature look amplified it. Trimmed it up, made the sides shorter, swept his bangs forward, and boom. New Shuuhei. Sexy new Shuuhei with a new choker, and a distressed grey v-neck. Rukia could feel herself drooling. Down girl.
Toshiro knew how to edit his music videos. Shuuhei's part went off smoothly, and Rukia tensed up knowing that it was both of them from here on out. She felt Shuuhei rub the side of her waist in comfort. Rukia couldn't believe how sexy (she had to admit it) she looked. It was bizarre seeing herself like that, and she could hear Rangiku whispering fervently about how sexy the video was, and how she could feel the anguish and flirtation in it. Rukia relaxed as the video got closer to the end, but her face got hot when the video left off with her and Shuuhei kissing passionately, and the camera lifted slowly up and away from them.
The lounge broke put in cheers and applause, and some males were hooting. Rukia stood up with a sheepish grin on her face, still slightly embarrassed. She waved at the crowd, and addressed them. Thanking everyone for being a loyal fan, and coming out for another release party. She sat back down with a content smile on her face, and closed her eyes.
"What's next? Going to tour yet?" Rangiku asked.
"Not yet," Rukia said and finished her drink. "I've got one more video to do."
This was a plan in the making in her own head, and no one else knows about it, but she figures it's time to convince Kaien to stop pursuing her. If not then she was going to have to take matters into her own hand. She turned to Shuuhei, and put a hand on his knee. "Ready to head out?"
They bid goodnight to Gin and Rangiku, and held hands all the way out amid the noise of cheers.
Rukia leaned lazily against Shuuhei in the doorway as she stripped her heels off. "Why do I even wear these things?" She mumbled, and rubbed the arches of her feet.
Shuuhei shrugged. "Maybe so you could feel tall or something?" He laughed as he received a slap on his shoulders, and moved on to the kitchen. He flicked the light on, and let out a low whistle. Rukia followed closely behind, and narrowed her eyes and her island. It was covered in vases with solid white peonies resting in them.
"Renji and Ichigo?" Shuuhei asked.
"I highly doubt that," Rukia said as she spotted a small-enclosed envelope.
"These are amazing looking. Favorite flower?" Shuuhei asked still gazing at the multitude of flowers surrounding the marble top of the table.
Rukia opened the envelope. "I don't have a favorite flower," she mumbled as her eyes scanned over the handwritten note.
"He may have you know, but don't forget who had you first." —KS
"Appears you have a favorite color though," Shuuhei said, and grabbed the card that Rukia slid across to him. He read it, and frowned. "KS?"
Rukia sighed and swallowed, contemplating on telling Shuuhei. "He's the dancer from my other video."
"Well, what is he? Your admirer that's not so secret?" Rukia grinned, but it faded quickly when he saw that Rukia wasn't buying it. "Rukia, what is he to you?"
"A problem I thought I gotten rid of."
Shuuhei's frown deepened as he thought to himself. He put his hands on the counter, and leaned onto them. "Well, what is he to you?"
Rukia sighed and blew her bang from her face. "You mean what was."
"Rukia, what are you saying?"
She shook her head slightly, and pulled petals off from one of the peonies. "In Italy I didn't know…" she trailed off and sighed heavily. "I didn't know that he was married while we were together. No one ever knew we were together, and when I found out I obviously broke it off. Never expected trouble to follow me."
Shuuhei smirked. "I can see why the guy isn't trying to let you go, but don't you think that's a bit selfish of him?"
"Oh trust me I tell him that every time I see him," she bit her bottom lip and chanced a glance at Shuuhei who had a different look on his face. "Are you mad?"
"Why would I be mad at you? This guy came back all the way from Italy, married, and he still wants you? I commend him for his aggression, but you need me to do anything?"
Rukia's eyes widen in realization what that look on his face meant. Protection. "No," she said firmly. "I…I have a plan, but all of it isn't his fault. I had a weak moment after I got hurt, after Grimmjow and after Luxus.
He took me away to make me forgot all the bad things, and for a moment I believed he was mine. Despite the fact I knew that he has a wife and a child at home," Rukia put a hand to her eyes hoping it could hide her completely. "I'm so ashamed of myself."
She felt a pair of arms encircle her tightly into a strong hold. "Rukia, everyone has their weak moments. I used to have them frequently," Shuuhei admitted referring to his lecherous ways. "Don't be ashamed. You should be proud of yourself."
"Why?" Rukia's muffled voice sounded from his chest.
"Look at how far you've gone. Look how strong you've become. You have admitted to your faults, and look at all the other things you've accomplished. You're doing more than what I would have dreamed of doing for myself," Shuuhei pulled back and looked down at her. "And I'll make sure Luxus does you right by all of your hard work."
"Good," Rukia smiled slightly. "I rather you be the singer anyways."
"Can we go to bed now?" Shuuhei asked, and put half his weight on top of her causing Rukia to struggle in keeping both of them upright.
Rukia huffed and pushed him off with a great push. "Sure, but…" she faced him as she walked backwards. "Yours or my room?"
Shuuhei cocked an eyebrow and bit his lip. "Now that you mention it," he said and trailed after Rukia ready to pounce on her at any moment. She let out a
squeal as Shuuhei chased after her. And who doesn't like a good chase?
Gin sat down at his computer in his office typing up a report to his commander. Behind these closed doors he wore the face of a determined and weary man. He's worked many cases before, and he always came out successful. Maybe with a few hiccups here and there, but this was one of the few cases that turned into extensive work. Extensive work that turned into months, extensive work that turned into years. Where he had to immerse himself in the life of a lie, but yet be true to the people he loved and cared for.
He truly only cared for Rangiku, his soon to be wife, and he never imagined that he would be a man to marry or risk it. It was possible though for people with the line of work he has. It's just a bit off putting when you tell a significant other you do this for a living, but you really do this for a living.
He paused in his typing, and rubbed his eyes.
Gin was also shocked in most of his cases, but this case was a special one. He ran into Byakuya again in his life. Rarely would an agent run across the same person twice in their line of work, but he did. He remembered Byakuya when he was working on a particular case with the Kuchiki's uncle going rogue. Using the family channels to smuggle in illegal firearms reserved for the army, then to down right murdering opposing company heads because he believed everyone was against him. Koga was the name. Gin remembered this being one of his very first cases, and he was partnered with Commander Yamamoto to help run it. He also remembered Byakuya, who was younger, and in the middle of obtaining his little sister. He was pompous as ever then, and was glad that his uncle in law denounced his own name from the Kuchiki clan.
Gin chuckled to himself. He was glad that one was over with because he believed that was the highest profiling case he took. There were plenty of times where he thought his cover was blown, and was going to be shot down by Koga himself. Alas, here he was, typing another report to Commander Yamamoto about the dealings of Gotei XIII. So far this has been the calmest case lately if you consider tax evasion, tax fraud, embezzlement, and drug trafficking light. At least he didn't have to deal with guns.
He just sent his encrypted email to his boss when Rangiku knocked, and poked her head in. "Are you coming to bed any time soon?" She asked sweetly.
Oh, did he mention wedding planning? That was a real nightmare. He would say that he held it up in regards to dealing with smuggling weapons. Nightmare, but he couldn't wait for the big day.
A/N: Well people the ball is definitely rolling now, and our characters are getting into messes…already in messes? Creating messes? It's just a messy affair. It's a bit shorter, but I thought hey let's just leave it here cause the good part was at the beginning anyways! So um…I think you guys got what you wanted cause I did, but there are still so many things that needs to happen, and what exactly is Rukia going to do?