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Chapter 12

Rukia woke up to sunshine blinding her eyes. She squinted blearily at the open window.

It looked like it was late afternoon. She groaned, glaring at the cursed window with as much anger she could muster. Her eyes felt so heavy, like someone had filled them with lead. Rukia numbly looked down.

It took her five seconds to realize that she was completely naked and only had a thin silk sheet covering her. That seemed strange to her, she always more a nightgown to bed. She looked up at her room; it was a total mess. That's strange, Rukia thought hazily. Did an earthquake hit Seireitei during the night?

Rukia confusedly looked at the scattered items, wondering how they got there. Then realization hit her. Shit!

So it hadn't been a dream, Rukia thought. Of course it hadn't been one, something as realistic as last night could never be pinned as a fantasy.

She and Byakuya had stayed up last night doing, well…unimaginable things to each other. Needless to say, they had been a bit too energetic in their activities.

Everything that had been on her dressing table was now on the floor, some of them even broken. Byakuya had pretty much detached all the frames from the walls while he had been slamming Rukia against them; she even had the bruises to prove it.

He had been very creative last night. Even thinking about all the things he did to her made her skin tingle.

But Rukia had been also been a bit too rough on him. He probably had a few bruises of his own after Rukia had slammed him against her closet. God! She hadn't even known she could be that flexible till last night and she had absolutely no idea where she picked up all those moves from.

She had definitely not been acting herself. What had possessed me to act that way? And not once but many, many times.

She groaned against her pillows, thinking about his ability to induce multiple orgasms. She was in deep shit now. No, she was deeper than that. So deep, that that place didn't even have a name.

How was she going to get past this problem now?

Someone knocked on her door, "Rukia-sama, Byakuya-sama is requesting your presence for breakfast."

Rukia shot up, her heart thundering in her chest. What the hell does he want with me? "I'm coming."

She got up to get dressed but fell back with a yelp when pain shot through her inner thighs. They had been doing that a lot too, though she hadn't felt any pain at all during it.

Matsumoto had not told her about the soreness. She carefully got up and gingerly walked towards her closet, wincing with every step.

Great! Not only did I have sex with my brother, but I have ultimately broken myself doing it too! I'll probably die soon due to internal bleeding!

Well, it did seem like the perfect punishment, Rukia thought gloomily. But hell, had she known about the pain she would have stayed away from nii-sama. Ha! As if that was possible!

She sifted through the few clothes still hanging in her closet-the rest were all crumpled on the floor-and hastily threw them on.

She also made a mental note to get her closet fixed, warily looking at it's door. It was hanging a bit too dangerously off its hinges. Mental note; never slam brother against closet in the midst of love-making.

Rukia walked towards the dining room at an agonizingly slow pace. She paused by the door, sneaking a peek at nii-sama.

He was sitting at the table lazily looking outside; one of his hands supporting his chin and the other on the table as he casually drummed his fingers.

He looked so calm and collected, Rukia envied that trait. Just looking at him sent her heart into cardiac arrest. Her gaze instantly went on his lips, down his neck, towards his hands, recalling the many things he had done to her using them. She blushed furiously.

"Are you planning to come inside?" Byakuya asked, looking at her calmly.

How long had he known I was there? Rukia felt her face get even redder. She bowed her head and meekly walked inside, avoiding looking at his piercing gaze.

"Good morning, Byakuya nii-sama," she said timidly, her voice slightly squeaky. She walked to the other side of the dining table, reaching for her chair.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked quietly.

Rukia froze, her hand on her chair, her heart beating fast. Did he have to bring that up? Couldn't he just let it be?

Rukia looked the other way; she could feel her palms sweat. "Y-Yes."

Byakuya sighed. "Rukia," he said her name slowly, Rukia noticed again, with a shiver, how he dragged every syllable of her name. Damnit! Why did he have to do that!?

Rukia turned to look at his direction but found his seat empty. She looked around to find him and gasped when she saw him standing right behind her.

He silently moved towards her. Rukia took a scared step back, bumping into the table.

Byakuya closed the gap between them and trapped her on both sides with his arms. Rukia forced herself to look down.

"Look at me, Rukia."

Rukia chose to disobey him. She pointedly stared at his soul slayer, which was hanging slightly out of his robes. Think about his soul slayer, pretty soul slayer…wait, what is it called? I know this one, why can't I remember it! Damnit! Why can't I remem-

Byakuya bent down to whisper in her ear.

"No matter what you think, last night did happen and ignoring it will not make it disappear."

He moved even closer, his lips lightly touching her ear. She tried to ignore the tiny shivers travelling down her neck.

"I have waited a long time for this, Rukia, and I can no longer deny my feelings for you," he said silently.

Rukia blinked at what he said and made the mistake of looking up to question him. His eyes were so dark, practically black. She gulped at their intensity.

He moved his lips above hers, hovering above them, not quite making contact but not moving to close the gap. Rukia wanted to kiss him so badly, but somehow couldn't make her body move. She knew he was teasing her by deliberately not kissing her, pulling her strings.

God she found it all so unfair, him making her want something that can and should never be hers to begin with. He twisted her emotions so easily without it ever affecting him. She would be angry at that if she wasn't so consumed in wishing he would kiss her. His eyes drooped as he looked at her lips.

"You are mine now." He moved to close down on her mouth.

Their lips had barely touched when a knock sounded on the door. They instantly broke apart, Rukia pushed his arms aside to quickly move away and settle on her seat.

Byakuya let out a frustrated sigh,"I'm coming," he said to who ever was at the door. Rukia purposely looked outside, trying to calm her unsteady breathing.

Byakuya gave her one final look.

"I have to go to work," he told her. He instantly wondered why he had told her that.

"Understood, nii-sama," she hurriedly said in a composed voice.

Damn! He wanted to kill whoever it was at the door for ruining their moment.

He walked towards the door when he suddenly stopped, turned around and walked towards Rukia swiftly. Rukia didn't realize what he was about to do until he had grabbed the back of her neck and abruptly turned her face around, connecting his lips with hers, kissing her long and hard.

Rukia gasped with surprise before giving in and kissing him back, palming his face with her hands. She tilted it sideways, deepening the kiss.

The kiss became heated as Byakuya weaved his fingers in her hair and pulled downwards, lifting her face up. He stroked her jaw line with his thumb as he opened the kiss. Her hands reached down to his neck as she entangled her tongue with his own.

An impatient knock sounded on the door again, "Byakuya-sama, you are getting late for work , sir."

They hastily broke apart. Rukia looked at him with longing in her eyes before quickly looking away, sifting a shaky hand through her hair as she exhaled heavily. Byakuya stepped back and walked out of the room.

"Goodbye, Rukia," he said quietly.

"Goodbye, nii-sama."

E/N: Yeah, I'm sorry for making someone interupt them...again. Next chapter; we have Byakuya's POV and Renji appears again, along with some others. Oh, and MAUR smut!