! ::::::WARNING:::::: ! guys GUUUYYYYSS we've gone up to an M-RATING! There is an explicit lemon scene at the end, so if you're uncomfortable reading that level of sexual stuff, please stop after the scene at the academy.
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Chapter Four: She literally has the perfect ass
Well this was it; the day of the date.
Toshiro could feel the nerves bubbling in the pit of his stomach and it was making him a little nauseas; he had decided to forgo breakfast that morning because of it, justifying that he'd make it up to his body at lunch time. Apart from being nervous, the prodigy was also extremely excited about the prospect of spending an entire day and evening with the woman of his dreams (literally, over the last few nights). He hoped that his plans for the day would be sufficient, both in making Rukia happy and in cementing the grounds for a potential serious relationship in the near future.
They had left Rukia's office a little after nine as planned. It was a long journey, but eventually, the bright light at the end of the Senkaimon barrier between worlds came into focus, blinding them momentarily before they landed on soft snow-covered ground, the gate closing and disappearing behind them.
"Where are we?" Rukia gasped, her face lighting up in awe.
Toshiro turned to face the scene; they were standing by a frozen lake, surrounded by white snow that covered everything; hills, trees, grass – literally, everything. In a word: 'fresh'; the scenery, the air, the serenity – it was extremely tranquil in comparison to the hustle and bustle of the Seireitei. There were no buildings around, nor any people; just the odd bird call to break the peaceful silence.
"Just outside of Karakura Town," Toshiro answered, "I found this place a long time ago; during winter, it looks a lot like my inner world, so I often come here to meditate or relax."
The lieutenant's eyes were wide as she took in the scene around her, and her violet irises brightened considerably.
"It's beautiful," She murmured, bending down to pick up a bit of snow and letting it fall through her fingertips.
"Like you," Toshiro grinned, loving the way her smile had grown and her cheeks went a little pink.
It was true, though; Rukia was beautiful, no matter what she wore – her fancy kimono, her uniform or the human clothes she donned today. The lieutenant stood, black calf boots to match her incredibly tight black shorts, with a loose blue dress that hung over the top; it gave the Squad Ten captain an unbelievable view of her bare legs. The view had been even better when she had bent over to touch the snow; Toshiro's love for the female ass was not disappointed in any way.
He held a hand out for her to take. He wasn't sure if she would take it after the last time he'd grabbed her hand – kissing her knuckles while drunk off sake – but she did, seemingly without much thought about it. They wandered down towards the edge of the lake; the young genius could tell even from a distance just how deep the lake was and how much of it was frozen – it came with his powers; he knew exactly how much water, frozen or otherwise, was in his vicinity at all times.
"I thought we could skate before we go for lunch," the prodigy said, stepping onto the ice and allowing his icy powers to form perfect skates around his feet, "I assumed you could skate, of course."
He raised an almost challenging eyebrow at the young lieutenant, hoping to provoke one of their little games.
"You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Captain," Rukia smirked teasingly, rising to the challenge immediately.
The young Kuchiki copied his movement, drawing up her elemental power to conjure petite ice skates around her feet before pushing herself onto the frozen lake. Toshiro grinned as she glided around him effortlessly before executing a flawless triple Lutz jump and landing smoothly.
The prodigy smirked; as anticipated, Rukia was indeed an excellent skater. Toshiro took off, gliding past her quickly and performing the slightly more complex triple axel jump, landing without fault after three and a half rotations in the air before tucking himself in and allowing his body to spin quickly with just one skate on the ice below him.
"Now that's just showing off," Rukia chuckled a little as they met back in the middle, coming to skate in a slow circle around each other.
"Oh please," Toshiro laughed, "I know an axel is practically child's play to you."
"That's true," the female ice wielder agreed with a grin.
They continued to skate, coming together to work on some couples skating techniques. Rukia had let him put his hands on her waist to assist her into various lifts, and now he was gliding along the wide surface of the lake, holding Rukia up in the air above him with one hand; he was holding her back and she was arched over him gracefully.
Rukia seemed to be having a blast; she was laughing and smiling along with him and the white haired captain was pleased that she was having a good time, because he most definitely was; nobody else in his life liked skating – or any winter sports, really – like he did, and certainly none were up to his skill level, so it was nice to finally have someone to do activities like this with him. He realised that when she was with him, he didn't feel so lonely anymore; he was no longer isolated by the element of his soul and he could be who he truly was with her.
Gently, he twisted her body, guiding her back to the ground and he didn't let her go until he knew she was stable. Her laugh was a beautiful melody in the otherwise peaceful silence, and Toshiro didn't think he was ever going to forget her sound. They slowed down their pace again, coming close together once more. Toshiro's hand found hers and she squeezed it back slightly.
"How brave are you feeling?" Toshiro asked, tilting his head to look at her.
"I have a bankai," Rukia grinned, "I'm not scared of anything."
"So I suppose you'll trust me to catch you if we were to practise a throw then?"
The idea of a throw was that he would literally chuck her into the air as they skated, allowing her to twist her body quickly before falling back down again and into his arms. Most human skaters would have work together for a long time to pull off something like that, but given the slight advantage he and Rukia had, it was very possible they could nail it in just a few attempts, so long as she trusted him.
The black haired lieutenant grinned wickedly at the suggestion.
"I'm not sure I trust you enough for that yet, Captain," Rukia smirked, "How about I make you deal?"
"How about I make you a deal?" Toshiro copied her expression, "You start calling me Toshiro, and then I'll agree to your terms."
The young lieutenant paused, looking rather thoughtful for several seconds; Toshiro was starting to think she might actually turn down his request, but then her smile returned and her violet eyes soften.
"Okay then… Toshiro."
"Thank you," the young ice prince felt his heart swelling considerably; one step closer together, "Now what deal did you have in mind?"
Rukia grinned, "If I am to trust you to catch me, I want you to tell me something that nobody else knows about you."
Toshiro raised an eyebrow; she wanted to know a secret, something that he'd never told anybody before, not even Rangiku. One thing came to mind; he assumed Rangiku did actually know, but he'd never explicitly said it to her, and she'd never asked. It fit the criteria for Rukia's request, but still, it was rather embarrassing for him to admit – particularly to the young Kuchiki of all people. However, Rangiku had told him earlier that morning that 'first dates can be awkward, just be yourself and open up a little. Rukia wants to get to know the real you, not Captain Hitsugaya…'
"Well, this is awkward to admit," Toshiro sighed, looking straight ahead, as Rukia skated slowly beside him, their hands still linked, "But that kiss in the interrogation chamber was my first kiss… ever."
A beat of silence passed before the confession seemed to click in Rukia's mind.
"Wait," Rukia stopped in her tracks, using her grip on Toshiro's hand to pull him to a stop as well. She cut in front of him, her intense irises boring into him, "I was your first kiss?"
"Yeah," He shrugged as casually as possibly, before glancing down at her, "I-um… I realise that being locked in a chamber and then my lieutenant spiking your drink were not the best circumstances for my first two kisses, but-"
Suddenly, a pair of soft, cool lips were on his own and it took a second for Toshiro to realise what was happening; Rukia was kissing him! This time there was nobody forcing her to, no alcohol in her system – she was kissing him purely because she wanted to and the young genius thought he might be dreaming for a second. He wasn't though, he knew; it felt too real.
Rukia's mouth moved against him, encouraging him to open up for her. He did instantly; her tongue entered his mouth, and the prodigy pushed his out to meet her. The appendages danced between their mouths playfully before things began to heat up a little; their bodies melted against each other, Rukia's arms wrapping around his neck and Toshiro's hands held her waist. The raven haired lieutenant made a noise in the back of her throat that had the prodigy pulling her even closer as he sucked on her bottom lip, before plunging his tongue back in her mouth. Her hands now travelled up and down his back like they had outside the feast, and Toshiro let one of his hands slide down over the small of her back and onto her ass. He squeezed very softly, not wanting to come on too strong, but Rukia seemed to enjoy it, pushing her body closer again.
He didn't think they could actually get much closer, and then he was right; one of them – probably him – pushed a little too much and suddenly their ice skates were sliding out from underneath them. The Squad Ten captain made a conscious effort to save Rukia from the brunt of the fall, and in the end he landed sprawled on his back with Rukia lying flat on his chest.
There was a pause of silence as they comprehended what had happened and Toshiro had a flashback of the night of the feast when they had fallen over together in the snow, but this time Rukia was on top of him. They made eye contact and suddenly they were laughing together; loud and raw laughter echoed across the lake and Rukia's head fell onto his chest as she giggled, his hands automatically wrapping back around her waist.
"We've got to stop falling on top of each other, Toshiro," Rukia giggled again after a few minutes, pushing herself off him and having no idea how good his name sounded on her lips.
She landed beside him and together they sat up, sitting side by side on top of the frozen lake. They were both incredibly lucky to be immune to the cold, otherwise they wouldn't be able to tolerate touching the surface with their bare skin and they certainly wouldn't be able to have skates around their feet made purely from ice.
"I quite like falling down with you though, Rukia," Toshiro grinned.
"Well, you saved me from the hitting the ice," the young lieutenant chuckled, "I think I trust you to catch me in a throw now."
She went to stand but Toshiro pulled her back down beside him. She raised a questioning eyebrow at him.
"I want to know something about you that nobody knows," the teal-eyed man told her, "After my confession, I think it's only fair, don't you?"
Rukia stared at him thoughtfully for a long time, and the prodigy didn't mind waiting; he was sure she was agreeing to his request but either lost for something to tell him or deciding whether or not to tell him something big. After a while she sighed and looked away, just as he'd done.
"Everyone wants me to go for the Squad Thirteen Captain's position," She murmured, "But I don't think I'm good enough for that yet."
"Not good enough?" Toshiro repeated, frowning deeply, "But you have a bankai now… and you've been leading your squad for months. Literally the only difference is the fact you'll have to wear a haori."
"I don't want to be the sort of captain that needs to be saved all the time," Rukia continued, pursing her lips into a tight line.
"You won't," Toshiro said firmly, "And it's not a crime to need help in battle. You saved your brother in the Quincy war, and in turn, your brother saved me. We're soul reapers, our job is dangerous, and we're going to need saving every now and again."
"I don't want to be some damsel in distress," Rukia muttered, so far unconvinced.
"And you won't be," Toshiro actually chuckled, "I've come across my fair share of damsels, Rukia, and you are far from it. You can look after yourself and that's what I like about you."
The corners of the young Kuchiki's mouth twitched upwards, "Is that so?"
"Yes," Toshiro murmured, leaning over to tuck a bit of hair behind her ear, "Trust me; you'll make an incredible captain. You're strong, smart and brave – you'll be amazing."
Rukia once again seemed to be mulling over her thoughts. After a while she conceded to his argument.
"I'll consider it," She agreed softly.
"Okay," Toshiro smiled, "And if you're still concerned, I'm happy to train with you. I think it would be good for both us, to be honest; we're the strongest ice types in Seireitei, we can help each other perfect our strengths and strengthen our weaknesses."
The dark haired lieutenant smiled softly, "I'd like that."
Toshiro grinned, and with a big push of encouragement from a certain dragon zanpakuto, he leant forward and pressed his lips to Rukia's softly, cupping her cheek gently. He didn't let it heat up this time, and he didn't let it drag on; he simply kissed her softly and withdrew slowly, allowing it to linger a little longer than the average peck.
"Are you ready to give the throw a go now?" Toshiro murmured, his forehead pressing against his date's.
Rukia smirked, pushing him away and using his shoulder for support as she pushed herself back into a standing position.
"Let's do it," She grinned and Toshiro scrambled to his feet excitedly; he'd never actually had the chance to attempt such a move before – largely because he lacked a female to throw.
They took off together, picking up speed as they skated. Rukia slid in front of him and Toshiro placed his hands on her hips once more. He took a deep breath and counted down in her ear so she knew when he was about to throw her. With a great amount of strength, Toshiro launched an almost weightless Rukia into the air above him. He watched with nervous excitement as her body twisted three times quickly, and he threw his arms up to catch her. She landed perfectly in his arms, and he placed her back on the ice as they continued to glide along. They both skidded to a halt and cheered loudly; they'd done it! They'd actually pulled of a near perfect throw on their first attempt. The captain really shouldn't have been as surprised as he was; he was a prodigy, both of them were athletic, and of course, they had a natural talent for all winter sports because they were both ice wielders.
"That was amazing!" Toshiro exclaimed, gliding back to Rukia's side.
"Incredible," Rukia agreed, laughing a little, "Thanks for catching me."
"Any time," the white haired man chuckled.
He glanced at his soul phone and saw that it was almost lunch time; they'd be skating for hours and it felt like no time had passed at all. They skated back to the edge of the lake and trudged in the snow, their skates shattering off them at their commands. It was a bit of a walk back into Karakura, but Toshiro knew plenty of short cuts from his time in the World of the Living, and presumably, so did Rukia.
He hoped the walk flew by as fast as the skating with the ebony haired beauty by his side, but then again, his stomach was beginning to growl. Maybe he should have had breakfast…
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They arrived at the restaurant and were ushered to the table that Toshiro had reserved for them. He and Rukia had bickered for a while over who was paying but eventually he won; like he was going to let her pay on the first date. They ordered some drinks while they went over the lunch menu. Eventually the waiter returned with their drinks and took out a notepad from his apron pocket to take the orders; despite staring wistfully at the dumpling section, Rukia ended up ordering a salad – much to Toshiro's surprise.
The waiter left with their orders, and Toshiro watched with a slight frown as Rukia's expression dropped a little. He wondered why she had ordered a mere salad when she was so much hungrier. He knew she could eat, he'd seen it at Ukitake's retirement feast, so why was she holding back now? Was it a polite thing she'd learnt from being a noble? Or just a girl thing? Toshiro thought it was ridiculous; if she was hungry, she should just eat – it wouldn't bother him. In fact, it'd make him happy.
Rukia leant across the table a little, her smile now back.
"So, what's the deal with you and Rangiku?" She asked.
Toshiro chuckled; it was a pretty common question he got, especially as he grew up and people started to wonder if they were dating, and if not, was he gay. He usually didn't entertain such questions as they were more than likely just after a bit of gossip, but he'd answer Rukia; she wasn't a gossip, she was just curious, and if they were going to go on a date, he was going to need to open up more.
"Well, she drives me mad, and she's a terrible worker," He rolled his eyes a little, although his mouth was smiling softly, "But we're best friends. She's always been there for me, always had my back… I wouldn't give her up for anything…. But don't tell her I said that, it will go straight to her head."
"And you never thought of her... in that way? Not even once?" Rukia tilted her head slightly, "Because she seemed to know you were straight…"
Toshiro raised an eyebrow, and Rukia shrugged casually, murmuring that she was 'just trying to get the root of it.'
The young prodigy was torn between wanting to burst out laughing or blushing furiously, but unfortunately, his face was automatically taking up the second option.
"No, I've never th-though- No," Toshiro gave a nervous chuckle, and scratched the back of his neck, "She knew I was straight because…b-because she found, uhh, s-something, that Kyoraku gave me… and I kept it."
He realised it wasn't the most articulate of answers, but he was sure Rukia would work it out if she thought hard about it. It was awkward, but he was trying to be more open. That being said, he wanted an immediate topic change.
"So…" He drawled before she could reply to his previous answer, "You and Ichigo… all that time here together… anything happen?"
The raven haired girl seemed to mull over his answer longer than he'd hoped she would, her eyes narrowing suspiciously and her mouth forming a straight line that looked mildly displeased. More than likely, she'd worked out what that 'something' was that Rangiku had found.
"Before I answer about Ichigo, if you want pictures, maybe I could send you some sometime?" Rukia winked suggestively and Toshiro's mind was wiped blank, before she shrugged casually and moved on to answer his previous question like she hadn't just implied something very sexual, "Me and Ichigo are really good friends, so of course we've kissed. It was very awkward, it's a game humans play called 'truth or dare'. Nothing that happens during it is really meant to be taken seriously."
Toshiro didn't have time to retort about the picture thing before Rukia launched into an explanation about Ichigo, but that was okay; he really didn't a retort ready anyway.
Images flooded into his mind of the girls in his magazine, but they weren't strangers anymore; they were all Rukia. He'd never seen her naked but he was imagining it; completely naked, partially naked with some lacy lingerie, bending into all sorts of positions. The thoughts went straight to his groin and he was extremely pleased to have the table blocking her view.
He fought the urge to cross his legs, and replayed over the Ichigo explanation in his head. So they'd kissed. It stung in his chest a little when he pictured it; Ichigo was taller, more muscled, and almost the whole SWA thought he was 'a hot babe'. It was hard for Toshiro to accept, especially since Ichigo had become somewhat of a friend.
He saw truth in Rukia's eyes, however; it was a game, and it had meant nothing. He decided to let it go; he didn't want to get upset about something that had happened a long time ago, especially if Rukia didn't appear to have any feelings for the human strawberry.
Instead, he circled back to better thoughts.
"Pictures of yourself?" He tilted his head, allowing his eyes to travel over every visible part of her above the table, "That is something that I would… encourage… for my eyes only, of course."
"Of course your eyes only," Rukia rolled her eyes, a small smirk on her lips, "I guess it depends... on what kind of images you'd like and whether or not I'm getting any in return?"
The young lieutenant placed her elbow on the table and propped her chin onto her knuckles as she leant forward to gage his reaction.
Rukia could have anything she wanted, to be honest. Toshiro was feeling himself well and truly hooked on her line now.
"If you wanted pictures, all you had to do is ask," Toshiro smirked, "I'd be happy to do it for you."
He was actually having a hard time imagining himself taking pictures of his own body. He only knew how girls posed in pictures, any men in the magazine were usually covered somehow. Maybe he was going to have to buy a straight lady's adult magazine or even a gay man's magazine, just to see how it was done.
Oh gods, he could imagine Rangiku's amusement if she found something like that in his room.
Rukia stood, rounded the table and slipped into his side of the booth. Toshiro swallowed; they were so close. He could smell her snowdrop scent and feel the heat of her body beside him.
She was touching the back of his hand and it felt like she was pressing hot coals into his skin – but in a good way, in a really good way.
"Or... if we were willing to do pictures," Rukia's voice was low and almost sultry, "We could always just... take the pictures in front of each other... without cameras,"
He didn't know if she was just teasing him anymore or if it was a genuine suggestion. The prodigy decided he wanted to know for sure.
His hand flipped quickly, catching her wrist. He didn't grip too tightly; she could pull back if she wanted to. Toshiro let his fingers travel the length of her wrist to her elbow and back again.
He then swapped hands, so that his outside arm was dancing along her smooth skin. His inside arm stretched up and behind her, his hand landing on her outside shoulder. He was giving her the opportunity to lean into him if that's what she wanted, but she could just as easily brush him off if she wasn't ready.
"I think that's a really good idea," he murmured into her ear.
Toshiro leant down and pressed a light kiss to Rukia's shoulder, and then her neck, followed by her jaw. Rukia inhaled sharply, and then the lieutenant seemed to shift her position towards him, her hand now holding onto his bicep. The prodigy realised how close they were, and how turned on the images she'd planted in his head had made him; his eyes flickered to her lips and back up to her eyes, and then suddenly, without any conscious though, he was leaning down again, but this time the target was her lips.
And then someone cleared their throat.
"Excuse me," Toshiro and Rukia jumped apart quickly to see a blushing waiter holding two plates beside their booth, "I, um- I have your lunch?"
The three of them glanced between each other with small embarrassed smiles before the waiter placed their respective meals in front of them and left promptly. Toshiro glanced back down at Rukia and was pleased to see that she wasn't moving back to the other side of the booth, although she was staring down at her salad with resigned acceptance.
He continued to watch, slightly amused, as Rukia began to pick half-heartedly at her salad. She looked like she wanted to completely devour it and perhaps another ten salads, but with something substantial in them, like meat, but she was holding back on him. She was being very noble and very polite, and it just didn't suit her right now.
The prodigy rolled his eyes; why did girls do that? Why was being a big eater something to be ashamed of? He'd lived with Rangiku for decades now, and honestly, Rukia could eat the entire lunch menu and Toshiro wouldn't care, so long as she chewed with her mouth closed – unlike a certain busty blonde lieutenant.
"How's your salad?" He asked, trying to hide the humour in his voice.
"Fine," Rukia murmured.
There it was again – the 'fine' line; 'I'm fine', 'it's fine', 'salad's fine'… Toshiro had never known a word to take on its antonym as its most commonly used meaning. Rukia was glaring at her salad and despite the obvious attempt at trying to appear happy, he could see that she was certainly displeased. Toshiro sighed internally; maybe Rukia just needed to know it was okay to eat properly in front of him. With that in mind, he slid his own plate over to her.
"Have some of mine," it wasn't a question nor a request, but he didn't want to make it sound like an order.
Toshiro watched with a grin as Rukia reached for his plate and quickly ate some of his food, although she didn't take as much as he hoped she would. He liked the idea of sharing his food with Rukia; it signalled friendship, and on some level, trust.
"Thanks," She turned back to her salad, looking a tiny bit happier.
The raven haired lieutenant could look even happier though, Toshiro decided, but looking down at his own meal, he knew it wouldn't be enough to feed them both, especially on his breakfast-free stomach.
The same waiter that had brought their food over walked by and Toshiro waved him over.
"Is everything okay, Sir?"
"I would like to get one of everything on the menu, please," Toshiro requested, "But none of the salads, thank you."
"One of-?"
The waiter looked surprised, and Toshiro smiled back pleasantly, nodding his head encouragingly but also allowing his eyes to harden a little to convey the seriousness of the request, and the waiter ran off to the kitchen promptly, looking a little flustered by the giant order for two small-framed 'teenagers'.
Rukia launched herself into Toshiro's arms the moment the waiter had left. Her arms were winding around his neck and she pressed their lips together firmly. Toshiro was taken by surprise; he didn't think that she'd be that appreciative of his gesture, but needless to say, he was enjoying the kiss immensely. He let his arms slid down and around her waist, pulling her close, and their mouths moved together in perfect harmony.
This time when they kissed, he could taste his own food on her tongue and it actually turned him on a little. He wasn't sexist in any way, but he liked the idea of providing for her.
He lifted her a little and brought her into his lap, turning her so that she was sitting side saddle over his legs with her back against the wall. One hand supported her back and the other moved down to her knee and began to slowly run the length of her thigh, dipping very briefly under the hem of her shorts before gliding down again. Their tongues were coming together in a slow but passionate dance and Toshiro eventually had to break away from the kiss, panting a little, before he could get any other ideas.
He was aware of a few disgruntled looks they were getting from other customers, but he didn't care, and neither would restaurant, given how much he was spending today. Still, he kept Rukia beside him, allowing her to adjust herself to a more comfortable position, her head eventually coming to rest on his shoulder.
He turned his head to the side, and pressed a gentle kiss to her forward.
"You don't have to hide who you are from me," he mumbled against her soft skin, "I like a girl who can eat well."
Rukia hummed her agreement and they sat like that, just enjoying each other's company, until their big order of food arrived at the table.
They spread back out to give each other some room before tucking into the several plates crowding their table. The food was rather good, in Toshiro's opinion, and because he'd only ordered one of each meal, he and Rukia were sharing all the plates so they could try a bit of everything. Eventually, they picked back up their conversation, sliding – once again – into effortless banter.
"So tell me," Rukia drawled, "What does the great Captain Hitsugaya do for fun?"
Toshiro paused over his food and let his mouth twist into a menacing smirk, "My favourite past time is finding Rangiku's various sake stashes around the division…Just as she goes to pour herself a cup, I freeze and shatter her whole supply…"
He did a terrible job at stifling a chuckle; the image of Rangiku's horrified face branded in his mind. To be fair, if she wanted to keep her sake, she was better off hiding it outside of his workspace.
"What about you?" He asked, turning to the young lieutenant, "What does a noble woman do for fun?"
Rukia laughed at his story, and Toshiro grinned; he liked making her laugh. Apparently, she had figured he would answer with activities such as reading or 'something else that old men do', and that had the prodigy smirking a little; it was true that he loved reading, but he was certainly no old man – in fact, he got up to plenty of mischief when nobody was looking. It was a lot of fun for him, especially since no one would ever expect the uptight/goody-two-shoes/innocent-boy captain.
"Mine, apart from hanging out with Renji and going to visit Ichigo and Orihime. I enjoy reading, I often enjoy going out and training my division personally when I have the time too. It takes my mind off of things," She informed him of her hobbies, pausing to eat some more, "Do you have any guilty pleasures I should know about... you know... besides the pictures of women?"
The ebony haired lieutenant's mouth twisted into a smirk and her eyes glinted cheekily.
Toshiro's face heated a bit; why does everyone have to bring up that damn magazine?! He looked away for a second, trying to appear thoughtful, although he was really just waiting for the pink in his cheeks to disappear before he continued.
"Sometimes I like to ice over the grass at Squad Eleven…" He supplied eventually, mouth twitching back to the grin Rukia brought out in him, "They keep slipping over but none of them are smart enough to realise I'm doing it."
It was hilarious to him; he loved walking by the fence, peering over and using his powers to grow frost on the grounds. The shocked and disgruntled yelps heard over the fence brought a guilty smile to his face. It wasn't his fault everyone over there was so dumb.
Rukia was still giggling madly; she was obviously trying to stop herself before taking a sip of her drink but she only laughed more and more.
"That's brilliant, I have to come and watch that sometime," the violet eyed lieutenant grinned, "Any others I should be aware of?"
"You should definitely come with me one day, it's a great stress relief," Toshiro smiled a little, "As for others… well, when I can be bothered with the walk, I have a great deal of fun with Squad Twelve…"
He tilted his head a little, eyeing his date mischievously; it was time to turn the tables a little, "What about your guilty pleasures? Still reading sex education books?"
The young Kuchiki choked on her drink a little, but made a very quick recovery. Toshiro was impressed; it seemed they were getting passed their embarrassment stage now.
"Yes actually, they're fairly informative," Rukia told him, her voice matter-of-fact, but she wasn't making any eye contact, "Did you know only Noble women can get pregnant and to do so they need to start a round of drugs prescribed from Squad four? I learned a lot. Including what the frenulum was and how sensitive it is…"
Toshiro's magazine was very educational about sex, so he knew all about the frenulum actually. He also knew about the fertility drugs, although he had never cared about it before, given that he wasn't noble and he hadn't actually pictured himself getting married to one. Rukia was noble, however, so of course she'd be interested. A flash of last week's dream reminded him that perhaps it was one day an option…
Rukia turned back to him, her eyes darting over his face, "Other than reading educational books, I have been known to just simply freeze people on the spot that piss me off and blame it on you. But enough about all that, what on earth do you do at division 12?
It was said so quickly, Toshiro almost missed it – WAIT.
The prodigy's jaw dropped and his eyebrows shot up in surprise.
"You freeze people and blame it on me? Is that why your brother automatically assumed I'd frozen Abarai?" Toshiro asked, half indignant, half entertained – suddenly a lot of things made sense – leaning back comfortably, an amused smile on his face, he drawled, "Rukia, Rukia… I didn't know the young Kuchiki princess was such a bad ass…"
"And I didn't know you could swear. Aren't you a bit young to be using language like that?" She retorted instantly, "But seriously, what on earth have you been doing in Division Twelve?"
"I'm not that young," Toshiro pouted playfully, shoving her arm lightly, "And I've heard you swear, Princess, you didn't sound so noble then… As for the Twelfth, let's just say that some of their experiments have produced some…interesting results due to my meddling. Perhaps you'll have to come find out what I mean one day? After we've frozen Squad Eleven's grounds, of course."
The young genius winked at her playfully, and Rukia grinned almost evilly.
"You're the fucking devil," She chuckled, "I'd love too."
…
"Where are we going now?" Rukia asked him as they left the restaurant, walking hand in hand.
"You'll see," He told her, "Just a brief visit to one of my favourite places in Karakura before we head back to the Soul Society for the bankai demonstration."
They walked on as the afternoon sun slowly began to descend towards the horizon; Toshiro was very pleased with their timings so far – he had a bit of a schedule in his mind and they were sticking to it very well. He was glad he'd allowed for extra leeway time because the restaurant took much longer than anticipated, given that they'd ordered everything off the lunch menu and then followed it up with one of every dessert as well.
"How much farther?" the young lieutenant complained, slowing her pace considerably as they passed the park where Karin Kurosaki and her friends often played soccer.
"Not long now."
"Carry me," She whined after another few minutes, "I can't walk anymore."
Toshiro glanced back at her, an amused eyebrow raised, "What happened to not being a damsel in distress?"
"You said there was nothing wrong with being helped in battle," Rukia pouted, two violet eyes boring into him, playfully pleading.
"You're not in battle," Toshiro pointed out.
"I might as well be," the raven haired girl muttered, causing the prodigy to chuckle softly, "Especially if you think I'm actually going to walk up that hill."
She gestured ahead of them to the rather steep looking hill in the distance. The prodigy smiled at the sight; that was exactly where they were going. He glanced back at his date who was eyeing the hill with distaste, the idea of walking up it obviously not ideal given her state.
He sighed and turned his back to her, "Alright, climb on."
"Really?"
He could practically hear the glee in her voice and nodded. The noble woman hissed a cheer before climbing onto his back enthusiastically, her apparent lethargy forgotten for a moment. Toshiro really didn't mind though; he was more than happy to carry her because it was a good excuse to touch her and be close with her. Her front was pressed against his back and her arms hugged the top of his chest over his shoulders, but his absolute favourite bit was the fact that he got to support her body by holding the underside of her bare thighs. Her legs were cool like her lips and her hands, and her skin felt like silk; soft and smooth. She weighed nothing and after all the lifting he'd done during their skating session, this piggy back was by far the easiest.
They set off towards the hill; Rukia's head found his shoulder where she stayed mostly quiet, seemingly very comfortable in her new position.
"Toshiro?"
"Hmm?"
"Thank you for lunch."
The white haired captain chuckled again, remembering how delighted she'd been when he'd placed the giant order.
"You're welcome."
The pretty lieutenant pressed a light kiss to the side of Toshiro's neck and he unconsciously tilted his head away to give her better access, encouraging her to continue, which she did, until-
"Rukia?" a voice called out to them, "Toshiro?"
The prodigy turned, feeling Rukia shift on his back, to see Ichigo Kurosaki standing at a bus stop across the road, eyebrows raised and a look of utter shock on his face. The orange haired substitute soul reaper quickly glanced both directions and then ran across the road to meet them. Toshiro hastily allowed the young Kuchiki climb off his back. He figured she'd probably want to keep Ichigo in the dark about their relationship while it was still so new, and he was preparing himself for whatever good excuse she could come up with to explain their presence in the human world, the piggy back and the fact that she was just kissing his neck, but apparently lying was not on her mind, as her hand came down to hold his once more, squeezing it reassuringly.
"Hey Ichigo," Rukia greeted her friend brightly.
"Hey," the strawberry drawled as he reached them, his eyes flickering to their linked hands and back up again, mouth twitching into a smirk.
It was hard to view Ichigo the same now that Toshiro knew that he'd kissed Rukia, but he pushed down any jealous feelings; Rukia was with him, she was holding hands with him and she'd just been kissing his neck.
"What are you doing here?" the lieutenant asked casually.
"I live here, Midget," Ichigo teased, "What are you doing here?"
Rukia grinned, ducking under Toshiro's arm and attaching herself to his side. The prodigy kept his face neutral, but he was surprised at how open she was being in front of their human friend.
"We're on a date actually."
"A date?" Ichigo beamed, flicking a finger between the two soul reapers, "When did this happen?"
It was weird; Toshiro wasn't expecting Ichigo to seem so happy for them. He hadn't been expecting a bad reaction by any means, but he was glad to see that there were indeed no lingering feelings between him and Rukia.
"The SWA locked us in a chamber," Rukia chuckled, "Long story short, we kissed and now we're on a date."
Ichigo laughed, "Come on, I need more details than that!"
"You're as bad as Matsumoto, Kurosaki," Toshiro commented dryly, allowing his arm to slide around Rukia's waist and pull her a little closer.
"I'm just curious," Ichigo grinned, "How did the SWA even manage to trap you two like that?"
Suddenly, neither Rukia nor Toshiro had an answer. The ebony haired lieutenant had opened her mouth to speak automatically before pausing and promptly snapping her jaw shut again. It seemed neither of them wanted to admit they'd fallen for the trick because they had believed Ichigo was in trouble and needed their help.
"I mean, you guys are both pretty smart and wary of the SWA," Ichigo continued, frowning a little as he glanced between them suspiciously, "I'm surprised they were able to pull a stunt like that…"
"We, um-" Rukia looked up at Toshiro as if answering him and not the teenager in front of them, "We were actually told that we needed to help out a, uhh… an acquaintance of ours that was in some serious trouble…"
Ichigo's frown deepened, "But you two aren't even in the same squad, why would you both go help?"
They didn't answer, staring at their feet and shifting uncomfortably on the spot.
"And who was the acquaintance?" Ichigo continued over the awkward silence, "Must have been someone important for you both to give up your time, I know you've both been crazy busy since the war…"
Again, the icy couple stayed quiet.
"So was it a friend then?" the suddenly very perceptive strawberry cocked his head to the side, "And how many mutual friends do you have? I mean, you guys haven't really spent all that much time together in the past, and I'm probably the only person you both- Wait!"
Toshiro felt his cheeks heat a little; he'd never expressed how much his friendship with Ichigo had meant to him – which was a lot, especially since he'd been so good to him during and after the Kusaka incident – and he'd been hoping he'd never have to.
"Oh, I see," Ichigo was grinning like a mad man, "You two thought it was me and you rushed to save me, too worried to realise it was a trap."
"That's not true!" the ice wielders exclaimed together.
Not even Rukia was admitting what had happened and she was supposed to be good friends with the half human/half soul reaper, but apparently teasing was one thing, admitting real feelings – friendship or otherwise – was another. Well, Toshiro could relate to that, anyway; he was the king of keeping his feelings secret.
"Aw, you guys," Ichigo was beaming at them again, "I'm flattered, I didn't know you cared so much! Especially you, Tosh."
"It's Captain Hitsugaya to you," Toshiro grumbled back, a little too embarrassed to add any real bite to it, which ultimately resulted in the strawberry erupting in loud laughter, and Rukia even grinned a little.
"Oh Toshiro," Ichigo chuckled, clearly ignoring the order, "I think we're passed that now."
The prodigy frowned deeply as the strawberry continued to over-exaggerate his delight. It didn't take long for Rukia to punch Ichigo's face and send him flying backwards. It brought a smirk to Toshiro's lips; he had a new guilty pleasure – watching Rukia smack around her obnoxious guy friends.
"Let's go," Rukia grinned at the substitute who was lying dazed but otherwise still insufferably happy on the sidewalk.
Without waiting for a response, the young noble woman was again climbing onto his back, and Toshiro's arms moved automatically to hold her. With one glance back at Ichigo – who had pulled himself to his feet laughing, and waved dumbly at them – the prodigy turned and continued towards the hill.
They made it up to the top of the hill at the perfect time – the sun was dancing on the horizon, turning the sky to the most vivid shades of orange and pink. He placed Rukia back on her feet and moved silently around to lean against the barrier, looking out over the town of Karakura.
"It's beautiful," Rukia murmured, sliding beside him, "All the time I've spent in Karakura and I never noticed this view."
"I came here a lot during our mission against the arrancars," Toshiro told her softly and gave a half shrug, "It reminds me of my Granny's place in Junrinan."
He could feel Rukia's gaze on him but she stayed quiet and soon Toshiro felt her arms wrap around his torso. He returned the gesture and breathed a contented sigh as her head once again landed on his shoulder. It was a nice hug; close, warm, comforting… It was almost a more intimate act than kissing; people kissed other people without it meaning anything all the time, but rarely ever does someone hug someone like this without a serious bond or connection.
They stayed hugging for a long time and Toshiro cherished every minute of it; eventually the sun hid beyond the horizon and the sky lost its beautiful bright colours.
"We'll have to leave soon if we want to make the demonstration," Rukia murmured against him.
"Probably…" Toshiro didn't want to go anymore; he was more than happy to stay like this with the young lieutenant for the rest of his life.
"Come on," Rukia groaned a little as if she didn't want to go either, "We made a commitment, and I want to see if the rumours are true about your bankai."
"What rumours?" the prodigy asked indignantly; if this was about the SWA and/or Rangiku Matsumoto again, he was going to-
"They've dubbed it 'HOTsugaya'," Rukia's mouth twitched into a grin.
"Hotsu-" He choked before clenching his teeth; this had Rangiku's name all over it, "Matsumoto…"
Rukia laughed, nodding knowingly and reached out a hand for him to take in order to follow her. He frowned; now he really didn't want to go – the last thing he needed was a whole school of students gossiping about his bankai, and what if Rangiku had the SWA hiding in trees ready to take photographs of him or something. Nope, that was it; he wasn't going.
The raven haired beauty watched him, her mouth twitching up in a very mischievous grin.
"Oh, Toshiro," Her voice lowered into a seriously sexy tone, "I was really hoping you'd come with me though…"
She stepped closer to him, crossing her arms underneath her chest and pushing her boobs together slightly, bottom lip pouting very adorably. Toshiro grinned; was she trying to get him to follow her by doing this? Well, if she was happy to put on a show, he was happy to watch it…
"Boobs won't work on me, Rukia," Toshiro smirked, "Have you met my lieutenant?"
The noble's sexy pout didn't falter but her tactics changed immediately. She pulled a ring off her finger a dropped it over her shoulder casually, before turning to look at the fallen ring with a mock horror.
"Oh no, I've dropped my ring…" she drawled, turning around and glancing over her shoulder almost knowingly, "I guess I should pick it up…"
The prodigy's mouth parted slightly as Rukia bent over to pick up the ring, much slower than necessary and barely bending her knees. She was flexible and it gave Toshiro the most incredible view of her tightly toned ass and thighs, the snug little shorts not leaving a whole lot to the imagination. He shifted his position uncomfortably as he pants grew that bit tighter; he desperately wanted to reach out and grab a handful of her butt. It was right there and so damn tempting; fuck, did Rukia even know the effect it was having on him?
Yes, apparently, if her satisfied expression was anything to go on.
She straightened up, slipped on her ring and fixed him with a pointed look over her should.
"Are you coming?"
She didn't wait for an answer, walking off immediately as Toshiro stood dumbstruck and extremely turned on. A few beats passed before he scrambled to catch up, following the ice princess like a lost puppy.
Yep, he was really on her hook now.
…
Toshiro approached the academy gates quickly but calmly, cutting it very close to the demonstration time. He spotted Rukia waiting for him, back in her uniform and looking rather anxious.
"You nervous?" He smirked as he approached the girl, eyes wandering over her figure; the uniform didn't do her body justice and seriously missed the tight little shorts.
"No," She tried to look angry; glaring and crossing her arms over her chest, "Just worried you'd be late."
Toshiro stopped in front of her and grinned; he loved her smile, but sometimes her annoyed scowl was just as sexy, especially since he knew she wasn't really mad at him.
"You're forgetting who my lieutenant is, you're lucky I made it out of my office with a shred of dignity left," Toshiro muttered, straightening his haori and continuing forward towards the open gates, "Are you coming, Kuchiki?"
It was true; for once in her afterlife, Rangiku had spent a whole Saturday in the office without having been forced to stay there. It took the genius less than a second to work out why as she jumped him the moment he walked in the door – literally, she jumped on him and they fell to the floor. The busty blonde had pinned him to the ground in an instant, demanding to know every single detail of the date and refused to get off him until he'd shared.
Toshiro couldn't help but grin – despite being accosted by his second in command – as he relayed the details of the day. He told her about the skating, the intense kiss, the restaurant, the second big kiss, running into Ichigo, carrying Rukia up the hill and the sunset they'd shared together. He'd neglected to mention Rukia's sexual bending over – Rangiku didn't know about his ass-preference and he really didn't need her to. The strawberry blonde had almost cried with happiness, gushing about what a romantic soul he had and how she'd 'taught him well'.
Just thinking about the date again caused his heart to flutter and that's when Toshiro noticed Rukia was not as close behind him as he thought. He glanced over his shoulder and saw her staring at him rather curiously.
"Rukia?" He called her; an amused smile erupting on his face, "Did I freeze you?"
She rolled her eyes dramatically and moved to catch up with him, "Coming Mr Grump."
"What happened to Captain?" He smirked.
"What happened to Toshiro?" She grinned back, before pausing and frowning a little, "I know the others don't know about us… Alright Captain, we're going to be late."
The white haired captain mirrored her frown. Rangiku had always told him that a secret relationship was 'hot' because the sneaking around made things 'sexier', but Toshiro had to disagree. He'd rather people knew – he wanted them all to know that he was with the most beautiful woman in the Seireitei. He was probably going to have to discuss it with Rukia soon, because he didn't think he'd be able to hide it for very long.
He also didn't think Rangiku would be able to hide it for very long.
"A captain is never late," Toshiro murmured, "Everyone else is simply early."
Nevertheless he sped up anyway, Rukia two paces behind him. The entered the academy grounds and Toshiro endured a number of mental flashbacks from his time here. He had hated it, to be honest, and he'd been far too young; he'd missed Granny, he'd been lonely, no one had wanted to be his friend… until Kusaka that is, but then he had died – having been executed – not long after they'd become friends. Overall, not a great experience.
One of the head trainers greeted them and ushered them through the campus.
"Are you making sure we have enough room for this demonstration?" He asked the trainer, "We'd hate to freeze your students because they were too close."
Well, actually, the idea was making him smirk internally but he didn't think he'd be able to get away with it like he did with the Squad Eleven barbarians. Also, Rukia wouldn't be able to blame him if she accidently froze any of the students.
"Don't worry, we will be doing this out in the training grounds at the back of the academy," the trainer informed them.
Toshiro sighed internally; sometimes people seriously underestimated the power of a bankai, especially an elemental one like his and Rukia's.
He glanced over his shoulder at the girl, hoping to express to her the importance of them needing to rein in as much of their power as possible as to not harm any of the students. Rukia looked apprehensive but immediately nodded her silent understanding.
The trainer asked which of them would be going first and Rukia put her hand up – figuratively – first.
"If it's alright with Captain Hitsugaya, I'd like to go first," the raven haired girl glanced at him, asking permission, "It takes me slightly longer to come back out of my bankai form than most."
The prodigy nodded, trying to keep his enthusiasm as low key as possible. He was so excited to see Rukia's transformation; firstly, because she was another ice type with a bankai and there was no way he couldn't be curious to compare it with his own, and secondly, because it was widely known that she had the most beautiful zanpakuto in the Soul Society, so he was certain her bankai would be even more gorgeous.
"That is fine with me, Lieutenant," He grinned a little, hoping the trainer wouldn't notice the almost flirty tinge to his voice, "Ladies first."
They entered the grounds and Toshiro immediately scoped out the defence system; kido barrier – strong. Not strong enough against a bankai, though, but he and Rukia would be holding back their power as much as possible so it should hold through the demonstration.
"Excellent, you've set up precautionary measures," Toshiro nodded; satisfied with the effort the trainers had gone to since he'd been expecting much less.
Rukia stood beside him as they watched the last of the students filing into their seats and chatting excitedly about seeing a bankai – two, in fact – in action; it was very rare for a student to get to see such a sight.
The young genius felt Rukia's pressure growing anxiously around her and he subtly reached out with his own to try and sooth her concerns. She was highly trained and she could hold back the power of bankai – she would not hurt anyone. Eventually the sounds of the students died down as they stared at the two soul reapers in front of them. The trainer nodded for them to start and Rukia stepped forward, pulling Sode no Skirayuki from her sheath.
"Bankai, hakka no togame."
A beam of ice immediately surrounded the lieutenant, extending up to the skies.
And then it got cold. Really fucking cold.
Toshiro grinned; he loved the cold. He watched as frost spread across the ground, hitting the barrier and even freezing the bottom of it a little bit. He could feel her pulling her power back and the barrier managed to stay intact. The Squad Ten captain could gage the temperature easily with his control over the weather and knew that they were at absolute zero now. If he wasn't Hyorinmaru's wielder, he'd be in a lot of trouble.
He glanced back up at Rukia and his jaw dropped instantly; she was now visible between multiple tall ice pillars. She was white all over; her skin, her dress and her hair. Her once midnight black hair was now even whiter than Toshiro's own and he couldn't help but stare at her. She looked like the older version of their daughter – the one Toshiro had dreamt about. Seeing Rukia like that was the first time Toshiro had ever seen a woman with white hair, and for once, the idea seemed beautiful to him. He'd hated his own for so long but seeing Rukia with it made him question everything; she was radiant and beautiful – stunning beyond all measure.
White ribbons billowed around her white kimono, a crown of ice sat around her head like it had always been there and her skin was much more pale than normal. She looked like a doll; a fragile ice doll that could shatter at any second, and Toshiro wanted to run forward and hold her so nobody could break her. Even her blade was now made purely of ice. He could feel her strength though, and knew that it was all an appearance; she would not be brought down easily. He was curious to know what her actual abilities were in this form, but now wasn't the time for a power show.
When Rukia breathed, a cloud of frozen moisture escaped her lips.
She was, without a doubt, the single most gorgeous being to ever exist… and she was Toshiro's girlfriend.
Well, he probably couldn't say'girlfriend' just yet, but maybe soon…
"Lieutenant, can you describe the changes to yourself during your bankai?" a trainer called from the other side of the barrier.
"The first time I achieved it, it was so difficult," Rukia explained, "The temperature drops to absolute zero in my body to allow me to cope with the cold, however it does mean if I try to come out of bankai too fast that I could shatter as easily as ice."
Toshiro was still too busy staring at the astoundingly beautiful form in front him that he didn't have time to ponder her words before she was glancing back at him. He had no idea how his face looked right now; part of him was trying to stay professional but the rest of his mind had gone into overdrive, trying to take in as much detail as possible and retain it in his long term memory. He wanted to remember this moment for the rest of his life.
She moved suddenly, appearing at his side in the blink of an eye, and he had to turn to continue to stare at her now that she was up close. Her skin was paler but her eyes were still the vivid violet they'd always been. White haired now framed her face instead of black and it took all his restraint not to kiss her now that she was in range.
"Captain, may you show the students your bankai transformation?"
"I-" want to kiss Rukia, he thought, staring at the woman's lips. He shook the thought quickly and promptly turned towards the trainer, "I have two; the first is minor and doesn't change my overall appearance but I will show you both."
He walked forward, stepping into the middle of the field between Rukia's ice pillars, and pulled Hyorinmaru from his sheath.
"Bankai, Daiguren Hyorinmaru."
The all too familiar feel of his spiritual pressure gathering around him and erupting from his back in the form of ice wings caused the dragon inside him to roar, stretching his own wings in the prodigy's mind. Now wasn't the time for power though, so Toshiro reined it in as much as possible. His icy wings uncurled from around his body and he let them pull him into the air, floating casually above the ground.
He gestured to the three ice flowers behind him; the old timer of his power.
"When the final petal crumbles, Daiguren Hyorinmaru will have reached full maturity along with myself," He smirked a little, "However, as his master, I have the ability to speed up this process."
It had taken months of training following the Quincy war, but he and Hyorinmaru had strived to cut out the time limit, and now he could activate the second part of his bankai whenever he needed to. Endurance was still an issue, however; he couldn't hold it for too long. It was the new aim of his training regime.
Toshiro used his blade to slash at the petals, crumbling them effortlessly, and suddenly his power spiked once more, this time much more powerful. He could physically feel himself growing taller as his feet hit the ground once more, his skin tightening and bones stretching. It had been painful the first time and was still a very odd feeling; he wasn't a huge fan of his adult self, after all.
Glancing back up, he saw the stands of students staring at him open mouthed. The captain glanced down at his body; it was strange seeing himself with long legs and thigh-high ice boots. It did give him a rather hot mental image of Rukia wearing thigh-high ice boots and not much else, but he blinked it away quickly – he did not need that now.
His haori now hung like a regular jacket, stopping mid-thigh instead of mid-calf and it was tight across his back; he needed to work out some sort of system where his clothes grew as he did. Thankfully the rest of his uniform was lose and not an issue, the boots covering the difference in leg-length and the sleeves now sitting in the crook of his elbow.
Hyorinmaru roared again and Toshiro's eyes widened as he felt his spiritual pressure crackling excitedly without his conscious permission. He turned to Rukia when he felt hers explode too and their pressures combined between them, almost pulling them together like a magnetic force. The barrier shattered behind them and the students were being rushed out of the stands and into the nearest buildings.
Before he even knew it, Toshiro was walking towards the lieutenant; he was being pulled and he was letting it happen, more than happy to comply. It was something raw and desperate inside him that wanted to go to her; that wanted her for himself, completely and irrevocably. He moved on instinct, blocking out anything happening around him that wasn't the beautiful woman across the training ground.
Rukia was striding purposefully towards him too, her hair darkening and her white kimono transferring into standard Soul Reaper robes. Toshiro could feel his own form returning to normal as his ice armour fell apart and his height receded.
He reached her and she took his outstretched hand without saying a single thing. He let her lead them out of the grounds quickly, a determined and rather lustful expression on her face. The Squad Ten Captain didn't care who saw and didn't bother to check if anyone was watching them as a lieutenant dragged a captain – who was not her own – through the Seireitei by his hand. Desire was clouding his mind and he wanted to be inside a room with Rukia quick, because he needed her now. He needed to feel every single part of her.
…
Eventually they had swapped roles, and Toshiro took the lead, steering her through the Seireitei towards his division. Rukia followed without question and soon the Tenth Division flag came into view. It would have been faster to flash step now that he thought of it; his mind had been so clouded with lust and longing to hold that sexy body in his arms that he hadn't even considered it. It was too late now though; they were already walking through the Squad Ten gates. He led her through the division, ignoring the odd looks he was getting from the few of his soldiers that were on duty over the weekend – almost everyone else would be out, enjoying their days off.
The prodigy reached his living quarters quickly, glad that it was located away from the rest of the barracks. He opened the door and stepped aside to let Rukia walk in first. As she walked under the threshold of the door, Toshiro was suddenly hit with realisation; they were about to have sex. He had to pause in the doorway for a second; he'd never had sex before… what if he did it wrong? What if he was terrible at it? Or worse, what if he hurt Rukia in the process? He'd heard it could be painful for the woman if she wasn't prepared properly.
His eyes landed on Rukia as she gazed over his quarters and his heart skipped in his chest; gods, he wanted her.
He entered the room and closed the door firmly behind him as Rukia turned to face him. She looked as nervous as he felt. He wanted to calm her – to calm them both – so he took a deep breath and walked towards her. He cupped her cheek gently, allowing his thumb to run over the silky smooth skin briefly before he guided their lips together.
The zanpakutos seemed to rejoice as he kissed her, their spiritual pressures filling the air with electricity. Rukia's arms came around his neck and she pulled them closer, heating up the kiss. She seemed to want it as badly as he did, and he let her know, removing his hand from her cheek and wrapping it around her waist to hold her securely against his body. He opened his lips up and she copied him, tongues invading each other's mouths. His hands slid over her perfectly tight ass and squeezed; the feeling alone would have gone straight to his groin but coupled with the moan Rukia emitted…. He was thankful for the loose pants, that was for sure.
As the spiritual pressure around them seemed to tighten and become almost constricting, Toshiro felt his self-control slipping. He let his hands wander lower before eventually hoisting the small lieutenant up into his arms, her legs hooking around his waist. They were really going to do this. He was still so nervous, and Rukia must have been as well; he was sure she was a virgin too – why else would she read sexual education books?
They pulled back from the kiss, gasping for air. The captain looked over her; she was smaller, smaller than even him. He really didn't want to hurt her. She did seem to really want it though, if her dark eyes, flushed cheeks and bruised lips were any indication.
"Are you sure?" He asked, teal locking with violet.
"Absolutely."
Toshiro barely had time to register the words before her lips were on his again and her tongue was diving down his throat. Automatically his legs began to move, navigating their way to the bedroom. The door had been left open from when he'd left that morning, and soon he was standing by the edge of his bed, slowly lowering Rukia onto the mattress.
He was doing his best to be gentle; Rukia was special, after all. The noblewoman seemed not to have the same idea in mind, and Toshiro felt her pulling his haori over his shoulders and down his body. It was a sexy thought to have a woman desperately trying to undress him; he gave in a little, pressing harder into the kiss and letting his own tongue wander into her mouth. She pulled him even closer, her arms wrapping around his neck. The prodigy couldn't help but groan as her leg brushed against his clothed member.
They both broke apart quickly, firstly to remove their zanpakutos and secondly to regain their breaths. As soon as they reconnected again, Toshiro felt Rukia's hands fiddling with his obi. He continued to kiss her; if he stopped to think about it, he might get nervous again. The tie unravelled sliding off onto the floor and immediately the raven haired woman's hands were pulling apart his shihakusho, her hands on his bare back. Toshiro was feeling very hot, but it had nothing to do with the temperature around him; he shrugged a little, not breaking the kiss, and allowing both his kosode and his hakama pants to slide down his body and pool at his feet, baring himself completely to the young Kuchiki.
His eyes followed her as she broke from the kiss to look at his naked body. Her intense violet irises skimmed over his scars and his abs – which he had been training very hard to strengthen this week – and then down to his half hard member. It might have been a rather uncomfortable experience if she hadn't been staring at him through dark desire-filled eyes, her mouth slightly parted.
He hissed when she reached out to touch his member, her finger running along the length of it. Her eyes rose to meet his and she smiled softly. He wondered if she knew what to do now, and after a few moments he decided to take the lead a little. He wrapped his hand around hers and guided her through stroking him. He had to hold back moans as she moved with him and his member grew hot and hard.
"Definitely not a little boy," Rukia grinned as they made eye contact again.
Toshiro chuckled and pulled her into his lap; if she was nervous, she was covering it up exceptionally well, but he didn't want her to hide anything from him and he didn't want her to be anxious either. His own nerves had almost vanished completely from the moment she touched him; this was meant to happen, they were meant to be together and the surging spiritual pressures between them was proof – they could never have a stronger connection with somebody else.
He kissed her neck to try and convey how he would always protect her, and just how much he wanted her right now. She could probably tell without the kisses though, since his rock hard arousal was poking into her thigh. The prodigy allowed his arms wrap around her waist and pull her closer as his hands explored her shape. Gradually her body relaxed into him and Toshiro smiled against her throat. His lips continued to press against her porcelain skin and his tongue joined the fun soon after; at one point, a deep groan left Rukia's mouth and Toshiro paused over the newly found sensitive spot. Experimentally, he sucked softly at the soft skin and instantly had to grunt back a loud moan of his own as the lieutenant began to grind her hips down on his thigh.
He needed her now; he needed to be inside her and feel her heat surrounding him.
Hands moved automatically to her obi before he paused once again. He was first and foremost a gentleman and despite how horny Rukia had made him, he needed to uphold his values and check that she wanted him to undress her.
Pulling back to ask her consent, the question on his tongue was silenced by her mouth on his. It seemed that she did, in fact, want him to take her clothes off. This was especially apparent as she once again began to grind against him, her fingers in his hair, and Toshiro heard himself choke on a gasp.
With her permission, Toshiro wasted no time in returning to the obi knot and he pulled it apart quickly before ripping open her kosode. He wanted to know what was hiding under that loose shihakusho, and pulled back from the kiss to investigate. His eyes skimmed over Rukia as she shed her uniform completely. She was literally perfect; her breasts were small and nipples pert, her stomach was flat but her hips provided gorgeous curves, her legs were toned and her ass was phenomenal – way better than any magazine could ever show him. She had scars to match his own but they were prettier, and unique, almost like snowflakes.
He pulled her back into his lap, arms wrapping around her waist. Once again, their eyes met.
"You're so beautiful," Toshiro murmured, "And so perfect."
Toshiro kept his eyes on her as his hands started to wander. He wanted to see her reactions and know what felt good for her. Fingers moved over her chest, and then he moved to cupping her breasts. They were the perfect size in his hand and the skin was extra smooth there. Using his thumb, he stroked the nipples softly, and grinned as the raven haired beauty moan in response, her head falling back a little. She picked up her grinding again as he continued his administrations, one hand now working its way down her body to her incredible ass and he squeezed it; in his hand, the woman's backside was even more amazing – absolutely impeccable.
They reconnected the kiss once more as things heated up. Their spiritual pressures were almost crushing them together now, and Toshiro needed a release.
One hand pushed Rukia back slowly and the other held her back to ensure she had a gentle landing. He didn't want his lips to leave hers so he followed her down, his body hovering just above her. They were so incredibly close now, but he would be damned if he was going to put her through any pain. He pulled a hand back and down to her legs as she broke the kiss to breathe. He held her gaze as he pressed two fingers to her wet entrance. She used her actions to show her agreement, closing her eyes and spreading her legs for him. It was an incredibly hot image and Toshiro saved it in his memory before he began to push in.
"T-Toshiro,"
The groan was music to his ears and the sight of Rukia's body arching off the mattress went straight to his groin which was now painfully stiff. He concentrated on the woman beneath him however, and began to pump in and out, allowing her body to get used to the penetration before something bigger came along. Her inner walls were constricting around him and he couldn't wait to feel them around his cock.
"P-please…" Rukia gasped.
The prodigy halted his actions immediately; he was pretty sure he knew what she was asking with that desperate tone. Her eyes were open once again and boring into him.
"Are you sure?" He asked her, his voice a lot huskier than normal.
"Yes, please, god, I want to feel you so badly," She groaned in response.
Those words were possibly the hottest words ever said and Toshiro swallowed.
This was it.
He climbed back over her and guided his member to her entrance; her arms were around his neck and pulling him closer. He took a steading breath and began to push inside. The effect was immediate; icy spiritual pressure practically exploded and the captain could feel his power mingling with Rukia's, just as their bodies were physically becoming one. It was meant to be. Toshiro pushed all the way in – slowly, of course, he wasn't going to hurt Rukia – and soon enough he was buried to the hilt inside the ice princess.
Her walls were so tight around him; it was honestly taking all his concentration to not release early. He let out a relieved breath now that he was finally inside the woman of his dreams, but this time it came out a lot shakier. He leaned down to kiss Rukia again; it was needy and sloppy but he didn't care. He was having sex with Rukia Kuchiki!
Starting to move in short, shallow thrusts, Toshiro relished the feeling of his length dragging in and out of the ebony haired woman's heat. The lieutenant's hands were on his back but slid down to grab his ass – apparently displeased with the slowness – and she pulled him closer, forcing him even deeper insider her. Grunting back a moan and able to take a hint, Toshiro picked up the pace of his strokes and lengthened them out so he was thrusting deeply before pulling almost all the way out and slamming back in again.
Rukia's nails were digging into his back and the prodigy's lips returned to her neck, nipping and sucking.
"T-Toshiro, gods," Rukia groaned again, her voice sending him closer to orgasm.
"R-Rukia," Toshiro gasped, his release coming closer and closer, "I-I'm going to…"
He didn't want to come inside her if she wasn't ready for that, even though the pregnancy issue most human's had wasn't a concern for them.
"I want t-to feel you c-come," Rukia panted and Toshiro moaned; correction – they were the hottest words ever said.
The captain wanted the woman below him to orgasm as did, so her changed their angle, lifting her hips up off the mattress in order to plunge deeper again inside the hot cavern. Rukia's body responded as her spine arched off the bed. He held her up with one arm as he leaned back over her and dipped down to reach her delicious neck once more.
"F-fuck, T-Toshiro," Rukia moaned loudly, her body writhing uncontrollably and her walls clamping tightly around his shaft.
Toshiro choked a little as she came undone around him, her back arching once more. He couldn't help but bite her shoulder as he unravelled and came with one last powerful thrust. He felt his seed shooting out of his body and into hers, white light blinding his vision momentarily. Toshiro shuddered as pleasure racked his body.
He pulled out and rolled over, allowing them both to recover their breathing. The prodigy had come by his own hand before, but it was nowhere near as amazing as it felt inside a woman, especially Rukia. Speaking of the pretty lieutenant, Toshiro already missed her warmth, and reached out to pull her close to him. She rolled over and curled up beside him as if they'd done it a million times. It felt so natural. Even their zanpakuto's agreed, the once almost suffocating pressure now at a peaceful and relaxing level.
"T-that was…" Toshiro panted but he couldn't quell the grin, "So amazing."
"You're amazing," Rukia murmured tiredly.
"What was that?" Toshiro smirked, "I did not quite hear that."
"You heard me perfectly," was the grunted response and Toshiro chuckled.
The young genius let his hands explore her body some more and it wasn't long until he found her ass again without even thinking about it. Muscle memory perhaps, or just an intense unconscious desire to hold it and never let it go.
"You've literally got the perfect ass," Toshiro commented, his thumb stroking the skin gently.
"Maybe next time, if you're good, I'll let you take me from behind."
"Is it too early to say that I love you?"
Toshiro got a flick on the nose for that remark and he chuckled again, grinning and dipping down to kiss her once more. This time it was slow and deliberate, his arms holding her waist tenderly. He wanted her to know that she was precious to him, and that no matter what, he'd always hold this memory close to his heart.
Rukia's head settled back down on his chest, and Toshiro's hands continued to stroke her skin idly. He could feel his eyes beginning to droop and the lieutenant's breathing evened out and deepened. The captain let one of his hands land on his favourite part of her body once more, and he managed to pull the cover up over her shoulder with his other hand. He kissed her forehead gently before leaning back against his pillow and waiting patiently for sleep to take him.
He really didn't know what Rangiku was on about; first dates were not awkward at all.
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The end.
Kidding (not kidding), there will be a short epilogue to follow and will go up next weekend-ish (maybs – LethanWolf and I have jobs and sometimes we work on weekends)
Thank you my lovelies, pretty please review mine and LethanWolf's chapters to let us know what you thought of Toshiro's lucky first date ;) (Wouldn't we all love someone to buy us that much food?)
Geishaaa xoxo
PS: who got the Princess Diaries reference?! xD