A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! And I noticed that there are new readers which makes me really happy! Thank you all! You guys make me all warm and fuzzy inside. ;)
Warning: The use of vulgarities or colourful language as some would like to put it. Just a slight bit. And hey, I assume since most of you read this when it was still a M rated story, you guys could handle a little profanity, right?
After the fireworks display, dinner was served and soon over. Byakuya noticed that Rukia had barely touched her food. He had ordered her quietly to eat some and she did as she was told but Byakuya noticed she seemed distracted. She seemed to be avoiding his gaze and even refused to meet his eyes when he talked to her. Not wanting to admit it but Byakuya had noticed that Rukia had looked absolutely breath-taking tonight. He had also seen how the other men in the room had ogled at her.
The party was now drawing to a close and guests were leaving. Byakuya was glad that it was finally over and he could not wait to get back to the hotel for some rest. They had an afternoon flight back to Tokyo tomorrow. Byakuya spotted the Changs near the main doors bidding their guests goodbye. He walked over with Rukia following him.
"Good to have you here, Byakuya, Rukia." Mrs Chang said as she gave Rukia a hug. "I can't believe you guys will be going back tomorrow. You have to visit again soon."
Byakuya nodded as he shook Mr Chang's hand. "We will."
Rukia smiled and bade the Changs goodbye and they were soon back in their limo, speeding back to the hotel.
"Are you unwell?" asked Byakuya as he pressed a button to activate the partition that seperates them with the driver.
Rukia did not even look at him or turn his way. She continued to gaze out of the window and slowly shook her head.
Byakuya was a little frustrated with how she was behaving. He wasn't used to people ignoring him like this and he had no idea why she was acting this way.
"What time is our flight tomorrow?" He heard her ask softly, her gaze still fixed, looking outside the window.
"One in the afternoon." replied Byakuya.
There was not another word from her and Byakuya fell silent. Trying to ignore her unusual behaviour, he flipped open his phone and started checking his emails.
Rukia could feel Byakuya stare at her for a moment before turning his attention to his mobile phone. She knew he must have found her sudden coldness odd but she couldn't care less. After the fireworks display, she was shocked and repulsed by her own behaviour and for a moment, she didn't know how to react, she could feel her hand that was safely tucked in Byakuya's warm one go cold and clammy once again and she slipped it out of his grasp immediately. Of course, he didn't seem to mind the loss of her hand as he did not even look down at her. He simply stared ahead with his stoic expression.
Rukia had then excused herself to the bathroom and initially wanted to wash her face, hoping the cold water would wake her up or at least make her understand what she was feeling. But of course, with all the make-up on her face, she couldn't. All she could do was sigh and pace around the gigantic bathroom until someone came in and gave her an odd look.
Throughout dinner, she didn't have much of an appetite as all she could think of was what was happening to her. She had refused any form of alcohol, afraid that they were going to muddle her brain again. After thinking for so long, Rukia still had not come up with a reasonable answer as to why she had slipped her hand into Byakuyas' when she knew no one was looking. And not to mention the fluttery feeling she had felt whenever their skin touch or when he looks at her, her stomach seem to be doing clumsy cartwheels inside.
At first she had blamed it on the champagne. But a part of Rukia knew that that was not the real reason.
The limousine finally pulled to a stop and Rukia jolted out of her thoughts. The driver opened her door and she stepped out followed by Byakuya. Neither of them exchanged a word as they rode the elevator up the suite. As soon as they stepped in, Byakuya headed upstairs immediately leaving Rukia alone on the first floor.
This was their last night in Hong Kong. Tomorrow, she will be back in Tokyo; back in reality and away from Kuchiki Byakuya. Without realising, Rukia sighed as she felt her heart grow heavier. Maybe staying away from Byakuya is the best way. This Hong Kong trip had been doing weird things to her heart and mind and Rukia wished she could revert to normal soon. Yes, away from Kuchiki Byakuya and Hong Kong is what she needs.
"You seem very quiet since the party last night." said Byakuya.
Byakuya and Rukia were now boarding the private plane Mr Chang had arranged for them. Rukia was tired and had been fighting the urge to yawn since she woke up. She hadn't had much sleep the previous night, all thanks to a certain grey-eyed man who was constantly invading her thoughts. She was woken up by Renji at around eleven in the morning and she had rushed around, packing as fast as she could and finally taking a quick shower. Renji had accompanied them to the airport as he sat in the limousine with them while informing Byakuya about his other business deals and their progress. Rukia took the opportunity to snooze a little but soon, they had reached the airport. Renji then bade them goodbye and told Rukia that he still had stuff to attend to in Hong Kong.
As soon as Rukia stepped into the plane, her eyes landed on the queen sized bed at the corner. Tearing her eyes away from it, she took her seat next to Byakuya and answered him, "I was just really tired."
There was no reply from Byakuya after this as the air hostess approached them and they ordered their drinks. Sparkling water for Byakuya and grape juice for Rukia. The air hostess then closed the door behind her as she left the two alone.
Rukia stared at the bed longingly as Byakuya opened up the Japanese newspaper and began reading.
"Is that silk?" Rukia blurted out before she could stop herself.
Byakuya lowered his newspapers and then when he saw her eyes on the bed, he replied, "Yes, I believe it is."
"How does it feel?" asked Rukia, as she continued to stare at it, her eyelids slowly drooping.
She was struggling to keep her eyes open when she heard Byakuya beside her.
"You can sleep on the bed if you want to." He said.
That was all Rukia needed to hear. She stumbled towards the bed and sank into the soft sheets but before her eyes drifted close, she heard herself mumble, "Wake me up when it's time to eat, okay?"
Byakuya raised his eyesbrows as he watched Rukia make her way to the bed clumsily and then fall into it. He was pretty sure she had told him to wake her up when it is time to eat and Byakuya bit back a grin. It seemed as though no matter how tired she is, food is still very important to her. She was so different from Sakuya. Sakuya was a ballet dancer and of course, her weight was very important to her. There had been several times Sakuya had fainted in the midst of practice and it turned out that she was eating too little. Byakuya was constantly worried for her health.
Suddenly realising that he had been comparing Sakuya to Rukia, Byakuya quickly tear his eyes from Rukia's sleeping form and took a sip of his water. Perplexed and guilty by what he had just done, he cleared his throat and tried to concentrate on reading the papers.
It was about an hour later and Byakuya had finished with the papers. The food arrived and the air hostess left, leaving Byakuya and Rukia alone again.
Casting a look at Rukia sleeping so soundly, Byakuya sighed inwardly as he stood up from his seat and made his way over to wake her up. She was such a hassle, really.
Byakuya stood beside the bed as Rukia slept.
"Wake up." Byakua said.
Rukia stirred but her eyes remained close as she slept on.
Irritated, Byakuya leaned towards her.
"Wake up." He repeated.
Still no reaction from Rukia. Byakuya was about to head back to his seat when all of a sudden, the plane rocked, knocking Byakuya off his balance as he fell on top of Rukia.
Byakuya's eyes widened immediately. He was about to push himself up when suddenly, Rukia's eyes flew opened at the sudden weight that was on her and before Byakuya could open his mouth to explain, the door opened and the air hostess had hurried in, an apologetic look on her face.
"We are sorry about the turbulence, Byakuya-sama. We-
The air hostess stopped in mid-sentence as she looked up, her expression horrified to find Byakuya on top of Rukia.
"Sorry, Byakuya-sama, I had no idea I was disturbing…"
And with that, she hurried out, her face a brilliant shade of magenta.
Byakuya quickly got up and cleared his throat as Rukia sat up, her eyes following his every move.
"I-It was the turbulence that made you lose your balance right?" asked Rukia.
"Yes." replied Byakuya as he returned to his seat, avoiding her gaze.
Byakuya was very annoyed with the whole situation. Now the air hostess was probably blabbing to her co-workers about what she had just seen. And of course, the blush on Rukia's cheeks didn't go unnoticed.
Byakuya picked up his chopsticks and then realised he wasn't very hungry after all. He just could not wait to get home and deal with his business. Rukia was now seated next to him, slowly eating her food.
"You can have my egg." Byakuya said as he pushed his entire tray towards her.
Surprised, she looked up from her bowl of rice. "I thought you don't share your food."
"I am not sharing." replied Byakuya as he opened his laptop. "I am giving everything in my tray to you."
"Really?" Rukia asked excitedly as she picked up the plate of omelettes and tipped them into her bowl.
Byakuya ignored her as he typed away.
"Are you not eating?" He heard her ask. "If so, can I have your unagi and beef too?"
Byakuya nodded, his gaze still fixed on the laptop screen. He heard her clap her hands in delight and then the sound of her chopsticks clinking against her bowl occasionally as she ate.
After she had finished her food, they had both sat in silence. Rukia had sneaked glances at Byakuya but he seemed to be immersed in his work. He paid her no attention at all. Rukia noticed that the air hostess did not even come back to clear the food away and of course, when they were about to leave the plane, the three air hostesses had bowed to bid them goodbye but their cheeky smiles did not go unnoticed by the both of them. Byakuya had ignored them but Rukia could not help the heat creeping to her cheeks.
"T-That was nothing," Rukia tried to explain, embarrassed. "It was just-
"No need to waste your time, Rukia." Byakuya cut her off abruptly and dragged her away from the smiling hostesses.
They were soon outside the airport and Rukia noticed that a black limousine was already waiting for Byakuya.
"This is it then…" said Rukia as she stared up at Byakuya reluctantly.
Byakuya nodded as he stared ahead, not looking at her.
"Goodbye, Rukia." She heard Byakuya say softly as he finally turned and started walking towards the car.
"W-Wait!" Rukia heard herself cry out as she rushed towards him.
Surprised, he turned around and that was when Rukia stopped in front of him. Horrified and confused by what she had done, she slowly took a step back as Byakuya gazed at her questioningly.
"I just want to… to ask about the problem with Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez." She said quickly, hoping to cover up the awkward silence.
"That will be taken care of. Nothing to worry about." replied Byakuya.
He was about to turn away again when Rukia blurted out, "How?"
Byakuya seemed to ponder for a moment before replying, "I will try to pay him to let you go."
"What? You are willing to do that for me?" asked Rukia, shocked by his answer.
"I mentioned this to you before we left for Hong Kong, did I not?" Byakuya asked irritably as he looked at his watch.
Rukia flushed. "Y-Yes, but I thought you weren't going to act on it."
Byakuya looked away, a deep frown on his face. "You saved my life once so I owe this to you."
"B-But I will still be able to work there right?"
Rukia was panicking. She wanted Jaegerjaquez to keep his hands off her but she still needed to stay on this job.
Her question made Byakuya's eyebrows raised as he stared at her, "Why would you still want to work there?"
Rukia was stumped. He was right. Which person in the right mind would want to continue working there after being almost raped by the boss?
"I just really need the money…" trailed of Rukia.
"I can get Renji to find you another job." replied Byakuya.
"But no one will hire me. I've tried. Besides, this current job isn't that bad. The pay is high and the hours aren't too long."
Byakuya stared at her, his expression unreadable.
"You are willing to risk your safety for money?" questioned Byakuya.
"I… I really need the money." replied Rukia lamely.
"Why?"
Rukia gulped as she tore her gaze away from Byakuya. "I'm sick."
Her answer seemed to surprise Byakuya a little as he raised his eyebrows in slight alarm. There was no reply from him but Rukia could see that he wanted to know more.
"I have an illness." She found herself saying. "So I need the money for the check-ups."
Rukia wanted to hit herself as she clenched her fists, annoyed with herself. Why did she have to say she have an illness? What if he asked her what illness does she have? Rukia doesn't even know much about illnesses. Her worst fear came when Byakuya asked.
"What illness?"
Rukia glanced up at him. He didn't seem suspicious or shocked. His face was just… indifferent.
Clearing her throat as she tried to think, she noticed that Byakuya's chauffer was still waiting for him.
"It's late," Rukia said as she tried to shoo him away. "You must have something else."
Rukia expected Byakuya to nod and walk away but he continued to stand there, staring at her.
"What illness do you have?" He asked again.
Finally resigning to fate that she cannot run away from this question, Rukia decided to answer.
"I don't know…" stammered Rukia. "The doctors aren't certain but they said it was something serious."
This time round, Byakuya looked at her sceptically. "How can the doctors not know? What are the check-ups for then?"
"W-Well, they said it was something about the brain. They just need to run more tests to confirm what the illness is." blurted Rukia.
Byakuya blinked. "I see."
There was silence between them and Byakuya seemed to be thinking as Rukia contemplated on what she should do next. Continue standing here? Run away this instant to avoid answering more questions?
But before she could make up her mind, Byakuya spoke, "How much money do you need?"
Rukia raised her brows in surprise as she answered, "What? I don't know… A lot? That's why I need the job at Jaegerjaquez's club."
Byakuya frowned and then replied. "Quit your job there and work at my club then."
Rukia gaped at him. "W-What?"
Byakuya seemed annoyed as he repeated. "Work at my club instead."
Oh great. Now he is taking pity on her so he is offering her a job at his club. Rukia wanted to smack herself on the head. Why did she have to say she have an illness? She could always say she is working off to pay off her imaginary dad's debts or an imaginary friend had took off with all her money and now she had bills and loans to pay! Why in the world had she blurted out that she have an illness?
"I can pay you what Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez is paying you or perhaps more." replied Byakuya.
"I can't…" replied Rukia softly.
"Why?" asked Byakuya, visibly irritated.
Rukia tried to come up with an answer but failed terribly.
"I have to go. I will get Renji to arrange the details once he is back. In the meantime, do not go back to the club." said Byakuya.
Rukia nodded as she watched Byakuya get into his car. The car soon disappeared as Rukia sighed and called for a cab as none was in sight. Thankfully, she had charged her phone during her flight back. In the meantime, she just have to think of a plan before Renji returns to Tokyo.
The cab soon arrived and Rukia got in and directed the cab driver to the Kurosaki residence. She knew Ichigo must be worried sick and she felt that she should explain things to him first before doing anything else. It wasn't before long when the cab arrived at the front of the Kurosaki residence. Rukia paid the driver and stepped out.
She could hear the shouts from Kurosaki Isshin and an angry Karin who seemed to be scolding him. Rukia giggled as she knocked on the front door. Everything seemed normal back here. She suddenly realised she had missed the Kurosaki family so much. The door flung open to reveal Isshin wearing an apron and holding a wok and an irritated Karin behind him.
Isshin's eyes went wide open as he dropped his wok, not caring when the contents were spilled on the floor as he embraced Rukia.
"Finally, you're back to see us, Rukia! Our family is complete once again!" Isshin cried out happily.
"Oto-san! You've spilled the fried rice on the floor!" Yuzu complained as she picked up the wok and then beamed happily at Rukia.
Rukia laughed as she returned the hug. She was soon dragged inside the house by an overly enthusiastic Isshin as he sat her down in the dining room and poured her tea.
"We're preparing dinner, Rukia." said Yuzu. "You're staying at least for dinner, right?" she added hopefully.
Rukia nodded as Yuzu bounded happily back to the kitchen. "When will Ichigo be back?"
"Nii-chan will be home soon for dinner." replied Karin as she glared at Isshin who was now bawling in front of Masaki's photo.
In about ten minutes, Rukia heard the front door slam open and a frustrated Ichigo bursting in as he glared at his father who was still bawling away.
"Did you know I could hear you a block away?" yelled Ichigo.
Isshin stopped crying immediately as he started throwing everything in sight at Ichigo as he yelled, "You punk of a son! How could you talk to your father like this?"
Ichigo was swiftly dodging the items as he started hurling things at Isshin too. Rukia started laughing and as soon as she did, Ichigo stopped and turned to her direction immediately.
"Rukia…" said Ichigo softly as Rukia smiled at him.
Just then, a loud thunk could be heard as a photo frame bounced off Ichigo's head to which Isshin laughed gleefully.
"Got ya, punk!" Isshin laughed.
Ichigo ignored his father and walked over to Rukia immediately.
"We need to talk." Ichigo said gravely to which Rukia nodded.
The both of them trooped upstairs which resulted in Karin punching her father in the face when he tried to follow them.
Rukia stepped into Ichigo's room and he locked the door behind them. Rukia was nervous. She knew she had a lot of explaining to do but where should she start? With the truth? She gazed at Ichigo. He looked livid and he was now pacing in front of her as though he was trying to calm himself down. Rukia didn't blame him. If he were to do the same, she would probably had already thrown a punch in his face.
"Sorry," mumbled Rukia. "I know I shouldn't have just left but at that time, I just had to."
Ichigo whirled around to face her, his face full of anger and worry. "What happened?"
Rukia took a deep breath. "Who else realised that I was gone?"
"The rest of the gang, of course! You were missing work, for god's sake! Of course Matsumoto would worry and tell the rest of us!" yelled Ichigo, tugging his hair in frustration.
"Keep it down!" hissed Rukia and stood up to pull Ichigo down to sit next to her on the bed.
"I'm telling the gang to come over now. They're so worried about you." Ichigo said as he quickly texted them.
Rukia nodded and hung her head in shame. She didn't mean for her friends to worry and now she felt guilty. She would have hated it too if one of them had pulled off something like what she had just did.
"God, Rukia, not even a call or text to tell us what happened and you just flew off to Hong Kong."
"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to worry all of you." replied Rukia.
"So, were you alone on that trip or did you go with someone else?" asked Ichigo.
Rukia could sense that Ichigo's tone meant business and she decided it was time to tell the truth. Well, maybe not the entire truth but some of it.
"I was with someone else" Rukia said slowly, avoiding Ichigo's gaze.
"Who?" demanded Ichigo immediately. "What other friends do you even have that we're all not aware of? A co-worker from the club? No, wait, Rangiku said all your co-workers were working, none of them disappeared except for you. Or could it be-
"Ichigo, stop guessing." sighed Rukia. "It's Kuchiki Byakuya."
For a moment, Ichigo gaped at her, his mouth wide open like a goldfish.
"W-What?" spluttered Ichigo. "Did I hear wrongly or did you just say Kuchiki Byakuya?"
Rukia was about to reply when there was an impatient knock on the door to which Rukia leapt up and opened it.
Rangiku, Kira and Shuuhei burst into the room and immediately enveloped Rukia into a hug and the room was flooded with questions.
"Where have you been?"
"Did something happen? Are you safe?"
"Why were you in Hong Kong? Were you alone?"
"Guys, I can't breathe." gasped Rukia and her friends let her go at once.
The five friends soon settled down as everyone were staring at Rukia.
"First of all, I'm sorry that you were all worried about me." said Rukia.
Matsumoto waved it away. "Come on, get to the point, Rukia."
"Fine," continued Rukia. "Last Monday morning, after I had locked up the club and was preparing to go home, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez attacked me."
There was a sharp intake of breath around the room.
"What did he do?" Shuuhei asked.
"H-He… tried to rape me." replied Rukia.
"Fuck!" came Ichigo's voice as he slammed his fist down on the table.
His eyes were now blazing and Rukia had never seen him so angry.
"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, that bastard, I'm going to get you." Ichigo said hotly as he made his way to the door.
"Calm down!" Kira said as he pulled Ichigo back.
"How do you expect me to calm down?!" yelled Ichigo. "She was almost… I already said this job was not suited for her!"
"Please, Ichigo! Please calm down and let me finish!" Rukia said.
She noticed her voice had been quivering and she quickly cleared her throat.
"Did he…?" Matsumoto asked quietly to which Rukia quickly shook her head.
There was a sigh of relief from her friends except Ichigo who looked as though he was trying to murder everyone in sight.
"Kuchiki Byakuya saved me," continued Rukia. "He didn't have to but he did. And because of what he did, Jaegerjaquez was so mad, I think he burned one of his clubs."
"Kuchiki Byakuya?" Shuuhei asked, his eyes wide. "Why was he there when Jaegerjaquez tried to…"
"I don't know. I think they were supposed to meet or something." replied Rukia.
"We did suspect Jaegerjaquez was the one who burned down Kuchiki Byakuya's club." said Kira. "So, that was the reason."
Rukia darted a look at Ichigo. He stayed silent as he stared at them, still listening.
"What happened next?" probed Matsumoto.
"Byakuya saved me, then brought me back to his place to wash up. He then suggested that I leave Tokyo with him to avoid Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez for awhile…"
It was half an hour later and Rukia finally finished the story. She deliberately left out the parts where she and Byakuya made a deal and how they had went shopping with Mr and Mrs Chang. She only told them that once they were in Hong Kong, they stayed in separate rooms and never saw each other until their flight back to Tokyo. She didn't want to lie to her friends but Rukia knew if she told them the truth, Ichigo would be more than furious and her friends would disapprove of her associating with Byakuya so much. Well, maybe except Rangiku.
"So, now you have an illness?" Kira asked. "Why did you have to tell him that?"
"I don't know!" wailed Rukia. "It was just at the top of my head. I just had to come up with something so I could stay in Jaegerjaquez's club."
Shuuhei glanced at Rukia, amused. "So is that illness terminal?"
Rukia glared at him and stuck out her tongue. "I haven't decided yet."
Rukia was glad her friends were now lightening the mood up as they joked about Rukia and her "illness". They seemed to agree that Rukia had no choice but to leave with Byakuya at that point in time. The only person who wasn't joining in was Ichigo. Throughout Rukia's story, he was just sitting down on his chair and staring out of the window.
"Hey," Rukia called out to him as she stretched out her feet and nudged his knee.
Ichigo finally glanced over but he did not reply.
"Why so gloomy?" asked Rukia.
There was a sigh from Ichigo as he got off his chair and stood in front of Rukia.
"I think you should quit all these, Rukia." Ichigo said seriously.
Rukia stared back at her friend in surprise. "Ichigo, you do know that if I were to quit this mission, I would be on the roads issuing tickets right?"
Ichigo nodded. Their conversation had not attracted the attention of the rest of the gang as they stopped their conversation immediately.
"And you know that there is a very high chance for me to never get promoted right?" asked Rukia, her eyes desperate, as though she wished Ichigo would understand her situation.
Ichigo nodded gravely as he looked away. "At least you will stay safe that way."
Rukia shook her head in disbelief as she stood up angrily, facing him. "You know how much this job means to me, Ichigo. I can take care of myself."
"Yea, come on, Ichigo, Rukia will be fine." Matsumoto said.
"It won't be that bad, Ichigo. There is no need for Rukia to quit this. Plus, people who get demoted never get a chance to get back up again." Shuuhei said.
Ichigo folded his arms angrily as he stared at the rest of them.
"Rukia was lucky this time round. Have you guys wondered what would happen if Kuchiki had not been there to save her? Are you guys certain there won't be a next time?"
The group lapsed into silence immediately.
"Ichigo, come on, don't be like this." Rukia pleaded. "I'm here to tell you the truth because I didn't want to lie to you. I'm just unlucky this time round, there is no need for me to quit this mission."
Ichigo shook his head firmly and soon, Rukia's desperate look hardened and she glared at Ichigo.
"Fine," she said hotly. "If you don't support me, fine. But I'm not going to quit my job!"
"Really?" Ichigo replied angrily. "Let's see if you'll get fired when I tell Soifon Taichou about this tomorrow!"
There was a sharp intake of breath from Rukia as Kira quickly leapt up and cut in between them.
"Are you really going to rat on Rukia?" Kira asked.
"Yes, if that is the thing to keep her safe!"
Matsumoto and Shuuhei quickly stood up, sensing that the tension in the room was too heavy.
"Cut it out, the both of you!" Matsumoto scolded.
There was silence from Rukia as all she could do was stare at Ichigo angrily. Tears were threatening to spill from her eyes.
"You know how much this job means to me," said Rukia, her voice quivering. "If you take this away from me, I will never speak to you again."
Before anyone could say anything, Rukia left the room and ran down the stairs. She rushed past the kitchen and heard Yuzu calling out for her but Rukia dashed out of the house as fast as she could. Her face was wet with tears as she took off down the street, ignoring the puzzled looks given by passer-bys.
Rukia had never expected Ichigo to behave this way. She knew all along he was overly protective of her but this was too much.
Rukia didn't know where she was heading. All she did was just run. Finally feeling out of breath, Rukia wiped her tears away and realised that she was standing on a busy street. People were darting concerned and curious looks at her as they walked past. Rukia quickly kept her head down as she kept to the side of the buildings and walked. She recognised this street. This was where she and the gang would frequent during the weekends when everyone was free. Rukia sighed sadly as she felt another wave of tears about to take over. She quickly tried to blink them away but to no avail as they slid down her cheeks.
Suddenly feeling her phone vibrate in her pocket, Rukia fished out her phone and realised that the number was one she did not recognise.
She answered it hesitantly and felt goose bumps on her arms when she recognised the caller's voice.
"Rukia, we need to talk." Byakuya's voice came over the phone.
"W-Why?" stammered Rukia, bewidered.
"I cannot explain this over the phone. Where are you now?" He asked, his tone annoyed.
"I'm at the corner of Fujika Street. Why?" Rukia asked again.
"Stay right there. I will pick you up in ten minutes."
Without waiting for her reply, Byakuya had hung up, leaving Rukia standing on the busy street alone, utterly confused.
A/N: Oh you know what I always say! Review to show your love and support please! Or flame if you really think it's that bad. :/ Starting to work on the next chapter now. See you all in my next chapter!
Oh right, before I go, any of you want to guess what happened? It shouldn't be very difficult. ;)