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"Senna so almost got her ass kicked back there!" Rukia ranted as Gin practically dragged her back to his car. He was chuckling. Rukia only had a few weeks of training and she was already trying to get into fights. She was a cocky little rabbit…
"Oh my, I'm scared of you," He purred sarcastically as he opened the passenger door like a gentlemen and allowed Rukia to slide inside.
"You should be," Rukia hummed arrogantly as Gin shut door, he walked around the side of the car and hopped into the driver's seat. He chuckled once more,
"Oh Rukia," Gin snickered, "I would be so bored without you…"
Rukia didn't respond to him, instead she relaxed in the leather seat. Gin placed his hand behind her head and began stroking her black locks tenderly. Rukia arched an eyebrow at him,
"What are you doing?" The younger Kuchiki asked softly,
"Just thinking…I like petting you, my little rabbit." Gin replied coolly.
Rukia uncharacteristically leaned into his hand, she chuckled lustfully. "How about you put your hands to better use..."
Sometime later Ichigo had popped up at the restaurant looking to kill Gin and rescue Rukia. To his dismay, he only found Senna sitting outside looking highly disappointed. When the orange-haired teen asked her where the couple had run off too Senna told him she didn't know. Ichigo nearly blew a freaking gasket but told himself this was not the time nor place to get angry. Instead, Ichigo sighed and decided to take Senna back to her school, although inwardly he was seething. He'd gotten so close to getting that silver-haired snake!
Now here he was, in his girlfriends dorm, with his shirt off, pants undone, and Senna on her knees in front of him. Ichigo's mood was pitch-black, he couldn't even enjoy the blow-job Senna was giving him.
"I'm so sorry Ichi," She said in-between swallowing his cock, "I'm sorry…"
Ichigo was on fire. He hated this…that grinning bastard stole his woman and shot his brother…Ichigo Kurosaki wanted nothing more than to have Gin's head on a platter! But every time he got close to finding him, that fucking silver-haired eel always slithered away! Ichigo had never been more frustrated in his life. Senna certainly wasn't helping; when it came to sex, she was no Rukia Kuchiki. If this had been Rukia giving Ichigo blow-job he would have cum his brains out already. Alas, it was Senna on her knees, trying desperately to pleasure her man. It wasn't working. Ichigo was half-mast the whole time. Senna was nice to fuck around with, but honestly, the girl had no clue how to sex him, and sadly she knew that.
Senna tried to do everything to keep Ichigo by her side. Senna had become Ichigo's lapdog for the time that they'd been together. She would bend over backwards to please him…but, it was never enough. Her beloved Ichigo went on and on about Rukia! Rukia this, and Rukia that! Senna wanted to be better than Rukia! She wanted him to forget about her! Senna wanted Ichigo to love her…
"I'm so sorry Ichi…" Senna said again, Ichigo forcefully grabbed the back of her head and sadistically forced as much of his cock into her mouth as he possibly could. Her apologizes only pissed off Ichigo more.
"Shut up, Senna." Ichigo hissed, he was trying to think and couldn't do so with Senna's pitiful voice grating in his ear. Ichigo sneered, she was so fucking incompetent sometimes. In all honesty, Ichigo only dated Senna to make Rukia jealous. Shortly after the younger Kuchiki dumped him, he found out about their little…rivalry. He used Senna in an attempt to get Rukia back. As you can see, it didn't work. If anything it blew up in his face and now he was stuck with this useless bitch who couldn't even give decent head!
Ichigo brooded and brooded and brooded some more. He was starting to believe that he'd never get Rukia back and avenge his brother.
"Ichigo…" Senna said softly as she whipped her mouth, "If it makes you feel any better…that guy…I always see him around town…"
Here Ichigo went smooth the fuck off, "Why did you tell me that before, Senna! Jesus Christ! You're so fucking-"
Ichigo's raving paused when he saw Senna's hazel eyes swell with tears. He sighed tiredly and stood up. Senna, who was still on her knees, looked up at the boy she adored.
"You see him around all the time, huh?" Ichigo repeated, "Where?"
"I…he comes into the restaurant sometimes…he always rents a private room in the hotel next door. Sometimes he comes in with women and then that's where he takes him."
Ichigo gritted his teeth so hard they cracked. The orange-haired teen knew men only rented hotel rooms when they wanted to fuck a woman after a night on the town. An image of Rukia laying beneath Gin crying out in pleasure flashed across Ichigo's mind. Whether it was rape or consensual sex, the image made Ichigo's chest clench with rage. That fox-faced bastard! By now, Ichigo was grating his teeth…even Senna could hear it.
"Ichigo?" She uttered feeling her voice catch in her throat,
"What?" He said between clench teeth,
"I…I'm sorry…I know how much this means to you…" Suddenly Senna wrapped her arms Ichigo and squeezed him, hot tears were falling down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry…Ichi, please don't break up with me…I…I love you…"
So there was the truth. Senna loved Ichigo. But did he care? Uh, no. What he cared about was finding Rukia and finally settling the score between him and Gin Ichimaru. After several minutes, Ichigo returned the hug.
"I love you too, Senna." He lied smoothly, "And that's why I need you now more than ever…"
Senna looked up at him, her eyes wide by the sudden admission. She…she'd never heard those come from Ichigo before! Her heart fluttered and she cried harder, wetting his bare chest with her tears.
"With Ichimaru still out there…I can never truly be with you," Ichigo continued.
This was absolutely dreadful. Now Ichigo was tangling Senna up in this! He was using her like a puppet and tying her strings around this idea of love that didn't exist. Truthfully, Ichigo had been planning on breaking up with Senna once he got Rukia back. However, she would be the perfect pawn to get what he wanted in the end.
"Senna listen to me," Ichigo said cradling her close, "If you see him again, stick close to him. I have to know where I can find him…"
"Ok…" Senna whispered still sniffling slightly,
"Please Senna," Ichigo said looking down into her face and giving her a false smile, "If you love me you'll do this for me…"
"I will…I'll do it for you Ichigo…only you…" Senna said her eyes glittering and heart feeling as if someone put it on a pedestal. She would do anything for Ichigo.
Anything.
After Ichigo took his pleasure from a love-sick Senna, he wandered the halls of LWA until he came across what he was looking for. Classroom 1-B, the history class, and the classroom that belonged to Kaien Shiba. The raven-haired teacher told him to meet him here after he was finished with Senna.
Silently, Ichigo stood in the dark hallway staring at the door as if it were the entrance to Hell itself. He twisted the bronze door knob and stepped inside. Surely enough, on the far side of the class was Kaien. He was sitting behind his desk and his face was partially incased in shadows. The only light that could be seen in the dark room was coming from the moon shining through the windows. It was like a scene from a bad crime movie. Ichigo stood in the doorway trying to locate Kaien's face in the shadow.
"Did you do it?" Kaien asked the teen, Ichigo nodded.
"Senna will keep an eye out for Gin we can get him when he least expects it," Ichigo
"We only have one chance to get this right, Ichigo," Kaien seethed, "We can't afford a screw up."
"Senna will get everything we need."
"You better hope so…" Kaien thought cruelly, he then said, "Alright. We will wait for Senna to let us know when the time is right. Now get out of here before someone sees you!"
Ichigo scampered from the room like puppy leaving Kaien alone. What the orange-haired teen didn't know was that Kaien had an evil, all-knowing smirk on his face that was hidden beneath those shadows. He rubbed his hands together in anticipation. Oh wasn't this sweet? Little, love-sick Senna would be doing all the hard work. Then, Ichigo would run in like an idiot and provide an excellent distraction. While Gin was busy with him it left Kaien open to take what was his! Perfect. His plan was perfect. Now all Kaien had to do was wait. He laughed in his throat. Kaien could only imagine what Ichigo's face would look like once he snatched Rukia away. He laughed when he thought of how Senna would react to being betrayed by the boy she loved.
Idiots. They were all fucking idiots! They were too stupid to realize they were being used! Ichigo and Senna were Kaien's puppets and he was steadily tugging their strings!
Kaien reached over and opened one of the desk's drawers. He pulled out a picture of Rukia he had secretly kept there since his sick infatuation began. He stared down at the picture, his eyes went soft. Kaien couldn't help himself,
"Don't worry, my love," He told the picture as he gently ran his fingers over it, "We'll be together again soon…"
Kaien then clutched the photo, "And you'll never leave me again…"
To Be Continued…
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