A/N: This is a Rukia x Ichigo fic, mostly but other couples will be in here. Also, OOC and A/U warning, first time writing Nel x NNoi so...yea.

A/N: As always please read and review, flames are welcome, critiques greatly appreciated!

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, or the series Bleach it belongs to Kubo Tite.

Neliel strolled through the garden, in desperate need of fresh air. The palace was almost stifling to her. She stopped for moment, the glint of something catching her eye. She made her way slowly to where some of her father's knights and Nnoitra stood. She frowned ducking behind one of the hedges peeking out.

She stayed there entranced by his movements and the way he held the sword. She watched as each knight tried to best him and was swiftly defeated. She had never seen anyone quite so skilled in fencing.

Nnoitra said something and they bowed leaving him alone. He stood there his back turned to her cleaning his sword. She took this chance to stand and leave. It would be weird trying to explain why she was crouching behind the bushes like some voyeur.

"Like the show Princess?"

Nel stilled; he was behind her now. How had he seen her? "Umm…"

"You do not have to hide and admire me. I don't mind your lust filled gaze; it is quite attractive."

*lustful? * what did he mean by that, sure she had been staring but that was all.

"Oh can't even deny it Princess? The way you were salivating you would think I had been naked."

"Stop!" she huffed her cheeks on fire, "I was… just appreciating your technique." She hated the way he was grinning, his eyes alit with amusement.

Nnoitra pulled her into him kissing her, his lips promising pleasure. His hand cupped her breast, and roughly teased her nipples. She moaned out softly unable to control the desire slowly building inside of her "stop…please…people can see." Her words punctuated by soft whimpers.

"let them." his voice filled of unnerving laughter, but he pulled back. His laughter surrounding her, "If I so choose, I could fuck you right here. You would do well to remember that."

She scowled; her body flushed. Had he done that just to humiliate her? To prove that she would throw all thoughts of what was acceptable out the window when he touched her. "You wouldn't!"

He picked her up, cradling her in his strong arms, heading towards the castle. His manly aroma filled her nostrils and her body instinctively responded to him. "No, the sight of your delicious naked body, and the erotic noises you make when you are cumming are reserved for my eyes only. I would never let another man be privy to them."

That didn't make her feel any better. He constantly tried to show his domination over her, "So either way I do not have any say?"

"Of course, you do. It's either yes or yes." His chuckles filled her with anger.

"Why don't you just leave me alone, Your MAJESTY! I am not a toy to be played with, you cannot continually hurt and humiliate me and expect me to delight in it." she sighed, was he even listening to her? She doubted it. He set her down on the bed and began to disrobe. She was not in the mood for sex.

Nnoitra got into bed next to her and she stayed still ignoring her bodies need to close the gap and lay with him. She would not give in this time. He made no move to pull her close and they stayed there for a while, each watching the other. He was studying her, the deep frown etched on her face, her eyes burning with resentment.

He finally sighed, sitting up and pulling her to him. He maneuvered her so she straddled him, he laid his head on her breast. "I would never hurt you Princess, you are important to me."

"Important…" the word was a whisper carried on the wind. She was important to him. Even though it had not been what she had hoped he would say, it was something. Nnoitra in no way seemed like a man to so freely express any feeling other than lust. She gently ran her hand through his hair. She had to accept that maybe that was all she would get from him right now. It was enough, wasn't it? Important could mean a lot of things.

What could she say in response? Nel was not sure how exactly she felt about him. She hated that he could so easily seduce her, yet she yearned for his touch, yearned for his attention. She wanted him desperately, but not his body alone. She wanted him to belong to her as much as she belonged to him. She could never give herself to another the way she did him.

His soft snores brought her out of her reverie, and she chuckled softly. There she was thinking of how to tell him how she felt, and he had fallen asleep. She moved slowly trying to get up, he sighed, "Can't you just sit still woman?"

"You may be entirely comfortable sleeping this way, but I for one am not." Her breasts tingled with each of his soft breaths; her lower half was nestled where, despite her dress, she could feel his hardness.

Nnoitra said nothing as he easily raised her up, removed her dress and settled her back on top of him. "Is this more comfortable princess?" his devilish grin unnerving her.

She flushed; her body bare in front of him. She hated to admit she relished the way he gazed at her approvingly. "No." she lied already she could feel her body getting ready for him. She closed her eyes trying to hide the desire that shown there.

He chuckled his hand going between them to pleasure her. Slowly he continued building her up and letting her fall; then he freed himself, taking her fully and completely. ~

Neliel awoke to an empty bed, yet again. She was beginning to get tired of being used for her body. What was she supposed to do now? Just lay there and wait for him to come to her each night, have his way with her, and then not see him for the whole day? Why did that thought make her feel despondent? She should be happy she wasn't required to spend too much time with him, yet she couldn't help but feel downtrodden.

She got out of bed and bathed quickly, going downstairs for breakfast. Her parents were already there. She said her pleasantries then glanced around; he wasn't there. His usual place setting was empty. Was he not joining them?

"King Gilga not joining us today?" she asked as nonchalant as she could muster.

"He was called back to his kingdom on some business, he left early this morning." Her father informed her.

She glanced down, brushing away the sudden feeling of abandonment, "ah…ok." She frowned to herself. He didn't have the decency to even tell her goodbye. What did it matter? At least for a while she would be free from him. "When duty calls," she muttered, pushing away her food.

Her father nodded, he was happy she had not sprouted off with the crying or wailing he had expected. It made him sad that soon he would have to send his only heir off to a foreign country, but this way at least he could have a little more time with her. "Neliel how would you feel joining me on the hunt today? It has been how long since you accompanied me, and I do miss those days."

Nel glanced at her father then her mother, "Can I go mother, please?" She knew all too well that even if he said it, she still needed her mother's permission. She held some kind of power over him, and he wouldn't admit it.

"Ok, since you asked so nicely." She giggled, a genuine smile on her face.

"Thank you, mother!" she jumped up excitedly, she had been sixteen the last time she was out hunting with her father. She missed the thrill of slowly stalking a prey and the adrenaline flowing through her veins as she took the beast down. *Beast* her giddiness seemed to dim. She had called him a beast, but they were not one in the same. "I'll go get ready." She bowed to them as she made her way out of the room, the excitement slowly leaving her.

Neliel sighed staring out of the carriage window. It had been almost one month since he had returned to his own kingdom for business. A whole month since she was last held by him; since his kisses blazed trails over her body, yet she could not forget about him.

His 'love-bites' had long since faded, she wished her feelings could do the same. But try as she might they stayed constant, always nagging at the back of her head always conjuring up emotions she wished she wouldn't feel.

Nel let out a gasp as the carriage suddenly came to a screeching halt. She clambered to the window, staring out of it. The carriage was surrounded by men cloaked in all black. She listened to the commotion as her guards shouted at them, threaten them with violence, the horses neighed agitated. She slumped down clutching herself in fear. It was quiet all to quiet, but she dared not peer out the window. What was she to do?

She waited for something, anything to happen. After what felt like years the door was forcefully pulled open, a masked man peered in, his dark eyes spotting her. He reached in roughly grabbing her and pulling her out of the safety of her carriage.

"I got her!" he shouted, as he dragged her along. She struggled with each step, she lost her footing and fell. He didn't care he continued to drag her up the steep hill to where their leader sat atop a horse.

All Nel could see was his eyes, as he stared down at her scrutinizing her. "Yea that's her, let's go."

"What do you want from me? I have money, just take it and leave me please." She finally found the voice to speak.

"Bind and gag her. I don't wanna hear another peep from her."

"Please let me go!" she shouted before cloth was forcibly stuffed into her mouth, a handkerchief tied over it. He twisted her hands behind her back, tying them way to tightly before stuffing her into a burlap bag.

She sobbed as she was put onto the back of a horse like a sack of potatoes.

Neliel sat alone, blind and whimpering, in the corner of a room. The floor was cold and rigid against her already bruised body. She tried to make out anything through the thick cloth covering her eyes. They had deposited her there after hours of riding and disappeared. It didn't take her long to figure out why she had been taken. It was for ransom of course. The beloved daughter of the king, how much would he be willing to pay to see her safe return.

She sighed her body aching, she twisted against her ropes futilely. She didn't have the strength to continue trying. She hoped her father would come soon to rescue her from this nightmare. She slumped down closing her eyes, fatigue winning over as she fell asleep.

The clank of metal woke her up, her head throbbed incessantly. She heard movement as it got closer, she squirmed further into the corner.

"I'm not going to hurt you." The soft voice said as she gently removed her blindfold. "I brought you something to eat." She whispered soothingly.

Nel stared up at the girl, not much younger than herself. "You have to get me out of here." She pleaded.

The girl stared down at her, then to the chain encircling her own thin ankle "I can't."

"You have to eat something, you need the energy ."

She stared down at the mush on the broken plate and nodded, allowing her to feed her. She wanted to spit it out; it was utterly disgusting. She knew that if she somehow managed to escape, she would need all the energy she could get. "thank you...?"

"Hinamori…but you can call me Momo." She smiled the best she could. She had been there for a fortnight already alone with just her thoughts to keep her company.

"I'm Neliel. Don't worry, we'll figure out a way to escape."

"it's impossible." Momo said dejectedly setting down the empty plate and sitting next to her.

"My father will rescue us. It just might take him a little time to find us." She tried to reassure her.

"If only," she closed her eyes letting out a deep breath.

Nel rested her head on hers, the poor thing. She was thin and dirty; blotches of her pale skin showing through the dirt. "how long have you been here?"

"A long time," she whispered soft sobs escaping her.

"Don't cry Momo…my father and his Knights will free us. I'm sure of it. "

Momo just nodded, wishing it was true.

~It seems like forever since she's been there, her hope slowly diminishing. Neliel tried to stay strong for not just herself but also Momo. She looked as if she was withering away before her eyes. She tried to comfort her as much as she could, but it was getting harder and harder to do so. She was trying not to give up, trying to stay strong, but the situation seemed dire.

She hadn't seen any feasible way to escape. They were chained to the wall, but their hands were free. She could barely make it to the front of the cell. The guards used to come and go with no words until today.

"Momo." His voice was hushed yet forceful. "Momo wake up."

Nel glanced up at the guard his icy blue eyes surveying them. Nel gently shook the young girl.

Hinamori opened her eyes slowly trying to shake the sleep from head. Her eyes widened and she scrambled to her feet trying to reach him. "Shiro?" her voice broke.

"Yes, I finally found you." He reached out to gently caress her face, "don't worry I'm going to get you out."

Momo nodded, unable to speak.

The door clicked opened and he stepped back.

"What are you doing in here?" The taller man gazed down on him with a frown.

"Bringing them food." He bent pushing the plate underneath the cell. "They are of no use to us dead." He said indifferently. He turned and walked away the other man following behind him.

Momo sat back next to her. A new light in her eyes. "he… he came for me." Her soft voice filled with hope.

"You know him well?" Nel wasn't so sure she should trust him.

"Yes… he's my father's knight. He will get us out for sure. He's the best of my father's men. He can take them I am sure."

Nel smiled not so sure about that. He hadn't the stature of a knight, he was diminutive. He looked like a kid, but if Momo was positive then she could put her faith in him also.~

Rukia stood, yawning, that was a good enough spot to finish at. She exited his room stopping just enough to get her money from the guard and went home. She set her stuff down, and before she knew it she had fallen asleep.

She awoke later than she had wanted to and just mulled around her room doing nothing. It was Sunday, Byakuya would no doubt be home. She didn't feel like dealing with him at all, but she was bored out of her mind.

She found her cell and dialed his number "Hey Ichigo. Can I come over?"

"I said you could anytime."

"But its Sunday, wasn't sure if it would be ok."

"Anytime Rukia means whenever. I enjoy your company."

"Ok then see you soon." She smiled to herself, was he paying her a compliment? She quickly showered and for the first time in forever she was indecisive on what to wear.

She decided on a pair of jean shorts and a blue tank. She glanced at herself in the mirror, she looked cute. With a smile on her face Rukia left heading to his house.

He answered the door shirtless and wet. She stood there staring, she had been correct his chest was chiseled and well defined.

"You can stop drooling now." He laughed ushering her in, "Sorry just got out of the shower, let me get a shirt."

"No need to on my account." Had she really just said that out loud?

He chuckled again and led her back to his room.

"So your bodyguards aren't here all the time?"

"Nope." He had disappeared into the closet and she stared around his room.

He came out a few seconds later dragging on his shirt. She sighed in disappointment.

"If it makes you that sad, I could walk around shirtless just for you."

She blushed turning away, "that won't be necessary. "

"So, what did you wanna do?" he stood staring at her.

"I don't know, I was just bored to death at home…what do you usually do on Sundays?"

"Catch up on work if I have any."

"You have a job!?"

He stared at her quizzically "Of course I do, I'm not a kid."

"How old are you?" she had taken a seat on the edge of his bed. Even though he said he was over eighteen, she couldn't tell if that was true.

"Old enough to have a job." he chuckled.

"That doesn't answer my question." she pouted.

"Well isn't that what girls like? Tall handsome mysterious men?"

"No." again she gave him a pout and was disappointed by his laughter. What did people do in their free time? She went out with her friends every now and then but only because they invited her. She had no clue what would be fun for to a guy. "Want to go to the beach, it's a perfect day out."

For a second apprehension flashed across his face before it was replaced by a big grin, "As much as I'd like to see you in a sexy two-piece, I'm not one for the beach Rukia."

Her face reddened and she averted her eyes, "Well we could go to an arcade or the mall or the park?" She was pitiful, she couldn't come up with a good idea for the life of her.

"Is that what you and you boyfriend do? Spend your time together at the arcade?"

"Umm... I…"

"There's a few choice places I'd rather spend that time, which would be a whole lot more fun."

Rukia turned to correct him but he was too close, when had he moved next to her. "Would you like to know where those would be?" his gold flecked eyes glittered and she couldn't speak, her nerves getting the best of her. He snickered out loud, "Man you should see your face!"

She stood putting distance between them, "That wasn't funny!" She shouted out of embarrassment.

"Tell me Rukia, is the reason you skip the juicy parts because you have no experience in them?" Again, his voice was filled with amusement and she wanted to scream at him.

"That… that's not true…its…its just," was she really so transparent? Could he tell she hadn't had a lover yet not to mention a boyfriend?

He stopped laughing at the hurt look on her face, "Look I'm sorry Rukia, I was just kidding around."

She refused to look at him, but nodded "I don't have a boyfriend…I have..."

"You don't have to explain yourself Rukia." He flashed her a brilliant smile, "I know what will cheer you up." He took her by the hand leading her down to the kitchen "I got cake."

She couldn't help but smile as she took a big bite of the strawberry cake he set in front of her. She delighted in the sweetness, "It's really good. Don't tell me you made it." She giggled taking another bite.

"Yea like I could, my old man brought it earlier."

"Tell him thanks its delicious." she happily finished off the piece feeling a little better.

"So then what do you like to do for fun? I'm sure it gets boring staying in the house all the time."

"It's not as bad as you might think, besides I'm used to it." He paused his grin vanishing. "Come on let's get back to the story." His voice was rough like the joy had been sucked out of him.

"Ok sure…" why did his moods change so suddenly; it made no sense to her. "So, did you like the little bit of action I threw in just for you?"

"So that's what you call it," he laughed, and she felt a tiny bit better.

"Well I'm not a professional."

"It was fine, so who's going to rescue her?"

"You'll have to wait and see," she said sly.

"You tease." He had jumped into bed and pulled the blankets up. "My offer still stands you know." A silly grin spread across his face as he patted the spot next to him.

She stared down at him, why was it he looked so completely different when he was in bed, almost helpless? "Maybe next time," she winked taking her usual seat.

A/N: OK so that's the third chapter. Hopefully you guys enjoy it.