A/N: I know, I know! I'm really sorry for the late update. Please don't give up on me. I've just been so busy! I hope this chapter doesn't disappoint. More Byaruki scenes as requested and of course, more scenes of them will be in the next chapter. I hope you guys can understand that I'm trying to potray the characters' and their background in the previous two chapters cuz if I don't, the story won't be able to flow nicely. So, my apologies if the previous two chapters had been a little dry. I promise I'll try to improve on my chapters. Okay, enough of me rambling!

Disclaimer: Nothing here is mine except for this flimsy plot. Oh, and some lousy made up characters.

The afternoon sun shone into the small apartment as Matsumoto Rangiku pulled three photo frames out of Rukia's luggage. Two of them were of the Kurosaki family while one of them was of Matsumoto, Ichigo, Kira and Shuuhei along with Rukia. The happy faces in the photo frames beamed at Matsumoto but all she could do was frown down at them.

"Rukia, no personal belongings, remember?" chided Matsumoto as she placed the photo frames in her bag.

"But I'm going to miss my family and Kira and Shuuhei. At least I get to see you at the club and we're allowed to talk but I won't be able to do that with the rest of them." pouted Rukia as she stared at Matsumoto's bag longingly.

Matsumoto patted Rukia on the back. "Don't worry, once you've become more experienced in this spying business, Soifon Taichou will let you meet up with the rest again, like me!"

Rukia brightened immediately as Matsumoto went through her luggage again. Other than the fact that she would have to pretend to have no relations with her family and friends, Rukia was starting to like her new identity already. She liked the new apartment where she would now be staying at. It was small but it was just nice for her; one bedroom, one bathroom, a small living hall and kitchen.

"Other than the photos which I've confiscated, all your other stuff are okay." said Matsumoto. "And remember, no personal belongings in your wallet too, Rukia. Nothing at all that will give anyone a hint of your true identity."

Rukia nodded. "I know. My real identity card is with Soifon Taichou at the moment. My wallet just holds my cash and new identity card." replied Rukia.

Matsumoto nodded. "Alright then! Come by the club at eight tonight. I may not be there tonight as I've some matters to attend to, Rukia. But I will try to rush done after I'm done with my stuff so stay safe, alright? If there are any emergencies, call me. If I can't be reached, call Soifon-Taichou. I have to rush off now. See you!"

Rukia waved goodbye as her busty friend dashed out of the apartment.

Rukia fidgeted uncomfortably as she sliced an apple. Damn Matsumoto! She didn't know that she was supposed to wear this almost non-existent dress. Rukia couldn't understand. She was not a hostess so why does she need to wear this red, tight dress that seem to be two sizes too small for her? She was almost having difficulty breathing as Rukia tried to make her movements as small as possible as she sliced another apple.

"Damn this dress." she muttered to herself.

Rukia heard a chuckle behind her and she turned her head around to see the quiet girl who had been washing the plates smiling at her kindly.

"That's what I always said." The girl said. "The manager always said that even the kitchen help has to look their best."

Rukia grimaced. "I don't see how wearing this makes us look our best. I look just like a prostitute."

The girl gave another laugh. "I agree. But at least this manager doesn't try to do any weird stuff with us. Normally in the other clubs, a lot of the managers do."

Rukia silently agreed. When she had arrived at the club which was still closed, she was being directed to the manager's office. After introducing herself, the manager had directed her to change into a dress and waved her away as he continued to type into his computer. He was a short, balding man who just looked like he was only interested in his computer and well, money.

"So where is the owner of the club?" asked Rukia as she grabbed another apple from the basket hoping that she didn't sound too interested.

The girl continued washing as she replied, "The owner of the club only comes by once a week. This manager just makes sure that everything is running smoothly every night."

Rukia groaned inwardly. "So does that mean that it isn't easy to talk to the owner of the place?"

"Talk to him? Sometimes he just comes in and talks to the manager for barely five minutes and then he's gone." replied the girl.

Rukia was about to sigh with dismay when the girl continued. "But I heard he's coming in tonight for some important business meeting."

Rukia perked up immediately. "Really? What time?"

The girl shrugged. "His private meetings are usually scheduled around one, an hour after midnight."

Rukia broke into a grin as she turned away from the girl. She glanced at the wall clock and refrained from doing a happy little dance. Four more hours to go!

Time seemed to zoom pass quickly as Rukia busied herself in the kitchen. More people were streaming into the club as the night got later. It was almost one and Rukia glanced out of the kitchen in anticipation.

"What are you looking for, Rukia-san?"

Rukia started but quickly regained her composure as she turned around to smile at the girl. "Nothing. I'm just bored."

The girl whose name was Miyo, smiled. "If you're so bored, why don't you take this platter of fruits over to the table near the bar? I can handle the kitchen myself for a little while."

Rukia brightened immediately. Finally, her chance to snoop around and to find out if her target has arrived!

"Really? That would be great!" she exclaimed as she picked up the platter.

"Go ahead! It's the table where this couple is sitting. The girl has spiky pink hair. You can spot her easily." replied Miyo as Rukia nodded and exited the kitchen.

The club was now crowded and dark as neon lights flashed to the beat of the pounding music. Rukia grimaced to herself as she weaved through the dancing customers who seemed to be intoxicated in the music. Rukia never liked places like these. The music was always too loud and people were always groping one another. Rukia quickly spotted the spiky pink haired girl and she made her way over. Just as she was about to deposit the platter of fruits on their table, there was a tap on her shoulder and Rukia whirled around immediately.

"Rukia!" her manager shouted over the blaring music. "Deliver this platter to that room first!"

Rukia widened her eyes. "But they ordered it first!"

The manager rolled his eyes as he dragged Rukia over to the front door of the room where he had pointed out.

"Deliver this in first! You wouldn't want the big boss and his guest to wait, don't you?" asked the manager.

The big boss? Rukia's eyes brightened immediately. "Y-You mean Grimm-"

"Yes. Now, go in!" replied the manager impatiently as he pushed the door open and pushed Rukia in.

As soon as Rukia heard the door close behind her, she tensed up immediately as the music outside was cut off completely and the room was deadly silent as two pairs of eyes focused on her.

She spotted her target immediately from the photo Soifon Taichou had shown her. Light blue spiky haired Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez glared up at her as Rukia tried not to tremble under his gaze.

"I-Im here to… to deliver the fruits." stammered Rukia.

Wanting to avoid his gaze, Rukia turned her attention towards his guest and to her surprise, she recognised that his guest was the man from yesterday; the man who had pointed a gun at her in that dingy alley.

"You!" exclaimed Rukia, forgetting for a moment that she was not supposed to behave in this manner. The plate of fruits slipped out of Rukia's grasp and fell to the floor with a noisy crash.

The crash brought Rukia back to her senses as she quickly mumbled an apology and crouched down to pick up the pieces of glass. Rukia could feel their eyes on her as she tried her best to clean up as soon as possible. A sudden pain shot through Rukia's finger and she gasped in pain. Blood was oozing out of a deep wound on her finger.

"Cut your finger?"

Rukia looked up to see the blue haired man smirking down at her. She nodded numbly as she bent down to clean up again.

"Get someone to clean this up, clean your wound up and come back with another platter." replied Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez as Rukia looked up in surprise.

She had expected a scolding from him but never expected this. Again, Rukia nodded and excused herself. As soon as Rukia made her way to the kitchen, her thoughts flashed back to the mystery man back in the room. What is he doing with Grimmjow? Rukia was quite certain that the man was also from the Yakuza. If not, why would he be carrying a gun and hanging out with Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez?

As soon as Rukia reached the kitchen, she told Miyo of what happened to the platter of fruits and Miyo went to retrieve a mop from the cabinet immediately.

"Don't worry, Rukia-san, I'll take care of the mess. Clean up your wound and deliver another platter of fruits over." Miyo said as she hurried off to clean up the mess.

Just when Rukia had finished cleaning her wound and putting a plaster over it, Miyo arrived with the mop in hand and stared at Rukia worriedly.

"Um, our boss requests that you hurry over with the fruits, Rukia." said Miyo. "He even asked me for your name. Be careful, okay?"

Rukia nodded, grabbed the platter of fruits and hurried over. What does she have to be careful about? He seemed like an okay person. He had even asked her to clean up her wound first before bringing another serving of fruits back.

Rukia knocked, pushed open the door and went in. The two men stopped their discussion as soon as Rukia stepped in. Rukia could feel the tension around the room as the door closed silently behind her, drowning the room with silence yet once again.

"Got your wound cleaned up?" snarled Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez and Rukia quickly nodded.

"I'm terribly sorry about just now, sir." Rukia apologised as she deposited the platter of fruits on the table. "It won't happen again."

The room was silent once again as Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez leered at Rukia as she fidgeted uncomfortably. She noticed the way he was staring but there was nothing Rukia could do. Should she leave the room without his permission?

Rukia darted a quick glance at the other man in the room but he was paying no attention to either of them, his eyes roaming over a piece of paper which looked like a contract to Rukia.

Deciding that Grimmjow had stared at her long enough, Rukia finally said, "If there is nothing else, I should hurry back to the kitchen."

Rukia bowed and was about to back out of the room when Grimmjow replied.

"What is the rush, Rukia? Come have a sit next to me."

Warning bells rang off inside Rukia's head as she stood frozen to the spot. Matsumoto's warning came popped into her mind as Rukia contemplated on how she should react. No. That's right. Matsumoto told her to always say no if anyone were to ask her to sit with them when that is not even her job.

"I'm sorry but I can't. This is not my job." replied Rukia as she bowed again.

The next moment, Rukia was pulled onto the couch next to Grimmjow as she gave a yelp of surprise.

"S-Sir, what are you doing?" asked Rukia as she tried to scoot away from him, panicked.

Grimmjow gave a bark of laughter as he grabbed Rukia by the arm.

"Don't make me laugh." He snarled. "This can be your job if I want to. You can be mine if I want to."

Fear was evident in Rukia's eyes as she tried to push Grimmjow off who was now trying to get on top of her.

"P-Please, sir!" cried out Rukia as Grimmjow gave another laugh.

"I haven't even started and you're begging already?"

"Stop! Please stop!" cried out Rukia again.

There was a sudden crash and Grimmjow looked up, annoyed by the interruption. Kuchiki Byakuya was standing up, facing him and Grimmjow's face turned into amusement.

"My my, I'm terribly sorry to have forgotten all about you, Kuchiki." laughed Grimmjow as he got off Rukia.

Rukia quickly stood up and darted another look at her saviour but Kuchiki Byakuya's face was bored and was merely looking at Grimmjow. The floor was strewn with glass now and Rukia noticed that Kuchiki Byakuya's glass has disappeared.

"I thought we were discussing business." replied Byakuya stiffly.

Grimmjow grinned. "Don't be such a stick in the mud, Kuchiki. I know you're mad I've left you out. You don't have to smash the glass. Come on, let's discuss business and have some fun with the girls. I can get a few of my most popular hostesses to serve you."

Rukia's eyes turned wide with fright as Grimmjow smirked at her.

"I have no time for that." replied Byakuya, his tone slightly impatient. "If you are not interested in doing business with me, then I shall take my leave."

Byakuya then gathered the pieces of paper on the table and was about to walk out of the room when Grimmjow stopped him.

"Fine. You win, Kuchiki. You want to talk business? Fine, let's talk business." He replied before turning to Rukia. "You! Go! And note that I'm not done with you!"

Upon hearing those words, Rukia scampered out of the room like a scared little mouse. The door closed behind her as the pounding music filled her eardrums again. Rukia tried to calm herself down as she swallowed huge gulps of air. Finally feeling her muscles relax, Rukia made her way back to the kitchen.

"Rukia, are you alright? What happened?" asked Miyo frantically as she rushed towards Rukia. "You look so pale!"

Rukia managed a smile and shook her head. "I'm alright. Don't worry. Maybe the music here is giving me a headache."

Miyo pulled out a chair immediately as she helped Rukia to sit. "Why don't you take a rest for a while? I'll handle the kitchen."

"Okay, just five minutes." replied Rukia gratefully.

It was no rest for Rukia as her mind began working furiously. What should she do in this situation? Frankly, she was shaken by Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez but Rukia knew that she should not back down just because of this. Her job is at stake here! She finally decided that she should consult Matsumoto on this after her shift and she was definitely avoiding that room in the meantime!

It was three hours later and Rukia had not stepped out of the kitchen since. Most of the crowd from the club had left as it was closing time. She had kept a look out in case Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez tries to locate her but there seem to be no sign of him anywhere near the kitchen. Rukia sighed with relief as she put the mop back into the closet.

"Finally!" said Miyo as she dried the last plate. "We can go home now, Rukia."

Rukia nodded and smiled as she glanced at the wall clock. It was five minutes past four. It seemed pretty late for a girl to head home by herself. Rukia was not worried for herself but rather for her new friend, Miyo.

"Do you want to walk home together? asked Rukia. "Where do you live?"

Miyo smiled. "It's alright. My brother will be here soon to pick me up. You can go ahead first, Rukia. I will lock up later."

Rukia nodded, waved goodbye to Miyo and made her exit through the kitchen's back door. The cold winter air hit Rukia as soon as she stepped out of the club. She quickly stuck her hands in the pockets of her coat as she trudged along the snowy alley towards the main road.

Rukia spotted a lone figure standing at the entrance of the club by the main road. Could it be Miyo's brother? Rukia could not make out who the man is as the street lamp above the man flickered once in a while on the dark night.

Deciding to ignore the man, Rukia walked towards the main road and soon she was standing a few feet beside the man who was to her right. She sighed impatiently as she looked at her watch hoping to be able to catch a cab at this time.

"Yes, come pick me up now, Renji." she heard the man said into his phone. "I'm outside Jaegerjaquez's club."

The deep tone of his voice sounded quite familiar but Rukia did not think much of it as she gave a huge yawn, her eyes focused on the road.

She heard the man beside her snap his cell phone shut and then silence descended between them. The wind howled bigger than ever as snowflakes started to fall. It was just at that moment when Rukia spotted a man dashing out from a corner holding a dagger aiming towards the man beside her.

With the familiar phrase 'And I vow to protect all citizens from any harm' springing into her mind, Rukia ran towards the man beside her and knocked him down, her tiny frame over him as he lay on his back facing her.

Before Rukia could have the chance to take a look at the man underneath her, she turned around to look at the attacker just as he screamed.

"Screw you, Kuchiki!"

In a flash, the attacker had swung his dagger down as Rukia lifted her arm up to block herself from the attack.

Byakuya widened his eyes as blood splattered onto the snow. The girl who was on top of him made a loud gasp as her injured arm fell slowly to her side as she winced in pain.

It happened all so fast. It was only about a minute after he had hung up with Renji and then Byakuya suddenly found himself being knocked to the ground and the next thing he knew, the girl had taken the attack for him.

"Kuchiki, this one is for you!" screamed his attacker and Byakuya saw him swinging his dagger down once again.

In a flash, Byakuya wrapped his arm around the girl as he swiftly rolled to the side and stood up, with his arm still around the girl.

With no hesitation, Byakuya whipped out a revolver from his breast pocket and aimed it at his attacker's forehead.

"Who sent you?" asked Byakuya, his tone cold.

His attacker froze, dagger still firmly in hand as Byakuya repeated himself.

"Who sent you? Answer and I shall spare you."

His attacker made no answer as he fixed his gaze on him but Byakuya could feel the girl shivering in his arms, her breaths getting raspy.

"I will not say!" snapped the attacker as he glared at Byakuya. "Kill me if you must, Kuchiki!"

Byakuya shook his head as he smirked. "Kill you? That seems like too much of an easy way out for you. Now, are you sure you do not want to answer me question?"

"Screw you!" shouted the man as he spat on the floor bitterly. "I will not betray my master!"

"Master?" asked Byakuya lazily, revolver still pointing firmly at his attacker. "And who might that be? Ichimaru?"

The man did not answer as he looked away, fury evident in his eyes.

"Fine." Byakuya said. "I will wait for you to answer me. Take all the time you need."

The man was about to heave a sigh of relief when a gunshot rang out through the silent street. The next thing, the man was on the ground howling, clutching onto his bleeding knee.

Byakuya heard the girl beside him draw in a large intake of breath but he continued staring at his attacker.

"Now, do you still want to play? Or do you want to answer me?" asked Byakuya as he shifted the position of the revolver to the man's arm. "I can shoot here next if you want to."

The man gave an anguish sob. "Alright! Stop! I'll tell you!"

"Go on." encouraged Byakuya, a haughty smile on his face.

"Ichimaru-sama… He sent me…" whispered the man between sobs. "Please, let me go now."

"Sure. No problem." replied Byakuya as he waved the man away. "You can go."

The man seemed relieved as he tried to hoist himself up, tears still coursing down his face. "T-Thank you!"

As soon as the man's back was turned, a second gunshot was heard and Byakuya tucked his revolver back into his breast pocket as the man lay slumped to the ground, blood oozing out of his head.

Byakuya then turned his attention to the girl in his left arm whose eyes were so wide, Byakuya thought that they were going to pop out of her sockets. He finally let go off the girl who immediately took a few steps away from him.

"Y-You killed him." the girl whispered, horrified.

Byakuya decided to ignore the silly comment as he looked at her arm, which was now bloodier than ever.

He glanced up at the girl's face again which was turning paler by the second and then it struck Byakuya.

"You are the one from Jaegerjaquez's club earlier." he said but the girl did not seem to have heard him as her eyes were still fixed on the body that he had just killed.

Snow that had been previously white beneath the girl had now turned red as her arm dangled by her side. It seemed to Byakuya that the girl seemed to have forgotten about her own injury as she stood dazed, as though in a trance.

"You need to patch this up." said Byakuya and took a few steps towards the girl.

Byakuya was about to reach for her arm when the girl suddenly swayed and collapsed her eyes fluttered shut.

Byakuya sighed as he took out his cellphone, flipped it open and dialled a number.

"Renji. Get here fast. Now."

A/N: How was it? I hope the last part added some excitement! Next chapter will be Rukia waking up in... DUN DUN DUN! You'll have to stay tuned to the next chapter then! Hahaha. Oh, please review before you leave, won't you? :)