Author's Notes: Finally!! The last chapter!! OH EM GEE!!I am so sorry for the late update! my parents are here, due dates are back again, i am organizing events for our school and interschool events... so yeah... I am SO SORRY!!

Disclaimer: Yeah... I don't.

Warning/s: Slight OOC, but i needed that to end the story. ayts, here is the final chapter people!

The End of The Beginning

He took a deep breathe and knocked lightly at the door of Rukia's room.

He fiddled with his fingers and ran his hand through his dark locks. A leer was playing across his lips, roguish aura surrounded his essence. "Hey Rukia, I got your Pocky sticks." He said. He peeked through her door and found her watching MTV.

"What took you so long?" She asked frustration evident in her voice and her eyebrows creased.

"Sorry, Miyako called." He walked nearer to her and handed her the Pocky sticks she's been waiting for.

She nodded in understanding and took it from him.

"Thanks. So what did she want?"

"Oh, nothing, really. She just missed me." He playfully winked at her. She rolled her eyes and opened the box.

"Yeah, right." She giggled.

"Who do you think will be kicked out tonight?" He inquired about the show she was watching. She liked watching America's Best Dance Group.

"I think it'll be the 'Kaba Modern'." She mumbled between random chewing of her treat.

"I thought you liked them?"

"I did. But their performance tonight was a little sloppy."

"My performance last night wasn't sloppy." He chuckled.

"You're such an egomaniac." And once again, she rolled her delicate, aristocratic eyes.

Before Kaien could retort they heard another call from the door.

"Come in." Rukia answered.

Her jaw dropped, eyes popped, her breathing stopped, and her whole body went unfeeling.

"N-Nii-sama?" Rukia blurted out.

"I heard what happened last night." He answered coldly while slipping in the room.

"W-Who told you?" Rukia was tense. She was so damn nervous. Who the heck told him?! She saw another figure divulged itself following her brother. She saw Urahara's ill-behaved sneer beneath his white and green beach hat. Oh, that bastard. He is so going to pay for this, big time. She sent him a resentful glare.

"You are now going back with me to Sereitei." Byakuya's cold voice interrupted her existing mission to melt Urahara by her gaze.

"Huh? What?!" She freaked.

"First, you set the kitchen on fire, then you run away from the party, took off your shoes, and you almost got hit by a car. This only proves that you are indeed too immature to handle yourself." He stated flatly, his façade still as stoic as ever.

"But Nii-sama, I still want to stay here!"

"You have done too much damage, Rukia."

"But Nii-sama…" She bit her lower lip, at loss for words and looked down on her lap.

Kaien stayed silent while looking at Urahara from the corner of his eyes with a glint of mischievousness.

"Pack your things. You and Momo are going home with me."

She bit her lower lip a little harder. Tears are brimming on her eye lids. She was trying to stall it. She didn't want to cry, but she really wanted to stay. She mutely cursed herself for being such an idiot last night. She should have just sucked it up and went on with her life like nothing happened at all.

"Urahara, call Momo and tell her to help her sister." Byakuya's emotionless face and stoic voice never faltered. It still had the same scary tone, covered with a cold voice with a firm authority notable in each syllable. Rukia gulped and bit back her tears under her shielded eyes.

"I will be waiting in the library, and as part of the compromise we made a few months ago, your guests are allowed to stay for the rest of the summer."

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and obediently said, "Yes, Nii-sama."

Kaien on the other hand, smirked. I wonder what he got under his sleeve.

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"I heard Rukia's leaving today." Senna said while taking a seat beside Ichigo.

"Uh-huh." He muttered while taking a huge gulp of his root beer. (A/N: Ew. I hate root beer.)

"What? You don't believe me? Jeez Ichigo." She rolled her eyes and took a sip of her own soda.

"You don't really have reliable sources, Senna." He continued to stare into the horizon.

"I wonder since when you became a loner."

"I've always been a loner." He answered flatly.

"No, I mean, this kind of loner. I know that you're used to being alone, but usually you hang out with the other guys even without saying a word. I used to think you guys were freaks because you just sit in the roof top not saying anything at all while Keigo was being a complete ass."

"We?" He looked at Senna with a crooked eyebrow.

"Yeah, you, Ishida and Chad. You can count Mizuiro in if you like."

"Hmm." He nodded and left the subject.

"I saw Momo. Urahara called her to help her sister pack her things." Now she got his attention. He quickly threw a look of disbelief at Senna.

"What do you mean?" He asked, confused, with crumpled brows.

"I told you, Rukia's leaving. Byakuya is taking her back in Sereitei."

"How do you know that?"

She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Ugh, and I thought you were smart. Of course, first, I saw Byakuya enter the house and go in Rukia's room, then I saw Urahara call Momo to help her sister pack her things, then afterwards, of course, I needed to ask Momo what's going on to confirm that my theory was right."

"Wait… so Byakuya is here?!"

"Ugh!" She waved her hands in frustration. "Why do you think the house is so quiet?!"

"Because everyone got a hangover." She paused in between her actions of frustration and thought for awhile.

"Yeah, that would make sense. But Kaien's car is here, and that contradicts your theory."

"Wow, early bird. But didn't he like stay here last night?" He sighed.

"Well, he left this morning to take a shower and change his clothes. So you're not going to do anything?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I don't know. Talk to Rukia, tell her you're sorry, and tell her that you love her." She said simply. Inwardly smirking while taking a sip from her drink.

"Hmm… yeah…" His eyes grew wide "What?! I can't tell her that I love her!"

"So you'll just let her go? God, you're such a fool Ichigo. And to think that I used to believe that you would fight anything for love, you're such a disgrace, Kurosaki." She said, well rehearsed, every word in every line. Perfect deliberation, what an actress.

"I don't know what you're talking about Senna."

"This might be your last chance Ichigo. Who knows when you'll see each other again if she leaves now? Who knows, you might never get a chance to tell her how you feel. Are you going to let her just leave with a heavy heart, without even apologizing and telling her the truth? Doesn't she at least deserve that much?" Senna recited sadly. Her eyes full of sorrow and her voice in profound desolation. She let out a mournful sigh. Ichigo ran his hand into his citrus colored tresses in annoyance.

"Ok. Jeez, enough with the guilt trip." He answered in frustration and he looked away.

"So are you going to tell her?"

"No." Her eyes grew wide and her gaze sharpened. She will not fail.

"Man, you're so heartless Ichigo. Ten years from now, you will regret this day of never having to tell her how you really feel when you see her laughing in the arms of another man. Do you remember how it made your blood curl when you saw Rukia in Kaien's arms? Doesn't it hurt to hear her laugh after seeing Kaien whisper something into her ears? Doesn't it make you blow up every time you see them together having fun?"

"Every waking moment and every time before you sleep you will regret not taking the chance to tell her that you love her, knowing that she loved you back. Everyday for the rest of your miserable life all you can do is live with 'what ifs'. Every single time you try to date a girl you will be wishing that it was Rukia with you. When you get married you will be watching your bride walk down the aisle thinking she was Rukia, whishing she was Rukia. When you sleep with a girl you will be ima-."

"Alright. Enough! Talk to her? Tell her the truth? Tell her that I love her and be a complete asshole when she says that she doesn't feel the same way? Is that what you want me to do?!" He bit back; tired of the entire guilt trip this bitch has given him.

Senna smirked, finally cracking him up. Of course she will win. Now a few more pushes and he will totally be defeated.

"How do you fucking know that she doesn't love you back?! I am a fucking girl too Ichigo! I know when a girl gets fucking jealous! I know how she fucking feels! She gets fucking jealous with me Ichigo! She gets jealous when she sees me fucking talking to you! She gets jealous when she fucking sees me laughing with you! Heck, she even gets mad just to see you fucking look at me! Do you know that until now I'm still fucking surprised that her fucking burning glares hasn't fucking burned me yet?! Are you fuckin' blind Ichigo!? Why the hell do you think that she ran that long last night in the fucking middle of the pouring rain?! Do you think she felt like she needed to take a long, fucking painful jog?! Hell fucking no, Ichigo! She got hurt! You fucking ripped her heart apart when you said that you didn't care when obviously you were fucking jealous with Kaien! Fuck, Ichigo! Why are you such a fucking idiot?!"

She stomped off without waiting for Ichigo's retort. So far, that was the most time that she used the word 'fuck' in her dialogues. She got out what she wanted to say. Now it's up to Ichigo if any of what she said went through his thick head.

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She woke up because of the fracas she heard from the outside. She was surprised to hear the word 'fuck' repeated simultaneously in every sentence. The words were haphazard; she just constantly heard the word 'fuck'. She tried to open her eyes and sit up but a brawny pair arms pulled her back to the comforter. She sighed and smiled at the warmth. She snuggled further into the warm, muscular, thing beside her. The thing smiled at her smell and placed his chin at the crook of her neck. He tightened his grip in her stomach and pulled her further into his body. She settled herself and chuckled lightly. His breathe tickled her neck which caused her to nudge a little.

She paused. She could feel warm, even breathing in her bare skin. Her eyes shot up in alarm and looked down her body. She saw a tattooed, built arm wrapped around her stomach and she could see portions of crimson hair in falling from her shoulders. She was almost naked. (A/N: she's not naked, just almost. She still had her under garments on and so did he. So zip up that naughty thought that is dancing on your mind.) She inspected the room and found out that it was familiar. Her breathing got nippy and shallow. She nervously looked at the face of the red haired, tattooed man who had her wrapped up in his arms. Her breathing got caught when she recognized his face.

"What the fuck did you to me?!" She pushed him off her and rightfully grabbed the bed sheets to cover up her body. He stumbled off the bed and let out a long painful growl.

"What the hell are you ta- AHHH! What did you do to me you pervert!?" Renji freaked when he noticed that he only had his boxers on.

"I'm not a pervert you freak! You are the perverted one! I can't believe you… you…" She pointed her finger shakily on him as tears slowly brimmed on her eyes threatening to fall.

"I didn't do it! I don't have any memory of what happened! I don't know what happened! Oh my God, I feel so exposed!"

"So what are you saying?! That I did it?! Argh! You're such a liar!"

Just then the door burst open and it revealed petrified faces of Keigo, Chizuru, and Mizuiro. Orihime's and Uryu's faces weren't even half-way through shocked though.

"What's going on here?" Uryu asked while pushing up his ever falling glasses.

"He… he…" Tatsuki said through gritted teeth but somehow she couldn't say it. The tears were packed on her eyes and her words started to get choked.

"He what?" Orihime asked, visibly perplexed of Tatsuki's actions.

"Look at me!" Tatsuki took of the bed sheets covering her body and exposed her body with her undergarments.

"Woah, you actually had those?" Keigo pointed to Tatsuki's chest as he and Chizuru started to salivate. Uryu entered the room with Orihime and closed the door right in front Chizuru and Keigo's drooling faces. Poor Mizuiro, he's going to miss out on the fun.

"Yeah, I see you. What are you pertaining?" Uryu asked after he successfully locked the door.

"Something happened between me and him!" Tatsuki pointed her finger on Renji once again.

"Hey! Stop pointing that finger on me! I'm starting to feel like a criminal here!"

"Well you wanted to do it didn't you!?" Tatsuki bit back.

"Shut up you two!" Uryu silenced them.

"Hmm… are you guys saying that you didn't know what happened last night?" Orihime inquired with her theory.

"What do you mean Orihime?" Tatsuki asked her best friend while pulling the bed sheets back to cover her up.

"Renji put your clothes back on." Uryu pushed his falling glasses again.

"Well, actually, when we got here, you two went to the beach and started making out. We thought that you finally confessed you undying love to each other. We even had to keep Keigo, Chizuru and Mizuiro in one room to prevent them from disturbing you. It was a perfect sight." Orihime finished her love story with a blissful sigh, looking heavenwards as if imagining the whole scene in her mind. However, Tatsuki was twitching and Renji was dazed.

"Hah?" Renji asked still dazed and confused. Tatsuki and Renji's cheeks were both in deep crimson. They almost matched Renji's hair color.

"Well, we should leave you two now. You two should have a private conversation." Uryu took Orihime by the hand and they both left the furiously blushing, absolutely appalled, couple. Orihime was smiling from ear to ear and Uryu remained motionless.

"What happened back there?" Asked Kaien. Thankfully he already got rid of the three eavesdroppers.

"Tatsuki and Renji didn't know they were making out last night." Uryu simply said while pushing up his glasses again. Kaien made an 'o' shape with his mouth and nodded. He looked at the door and shook his head while grinning.

"So Renji finally found his match, huh? Lucky bastard."

Orihime just beamed while they all walked down the hall.

"Dude, aren't you ever going to get contact lenses?" Kaien asked, he was getting tired of Uryu pushing up his glasses every 3 seconds.

"I tried talking to him into getting contact lenses too. But he said his glasses make him look better." Orihime chirped and Uryu blushed.

"It does?" Kaien asked with one of his eyebrows raised and tried to scrutinize Uryu better.

"Hey! What do you mean by that?!"

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"Alright you guys, I gotta go. You guys can stay. Nii-sama said that Urahara will be watching out for you." Rukia said mournfully with her head bowed. She bit her lower lip and hid her eyes.

"Aww… Rukia-san… there's no fun without you!" Orihime sobbed and pulled Rukia into a tight hug causing the girl to fall forwards with her still aching feet. Rukia hugged her back despite of the throbbing pain. Orihime then slowly parted from the hug and placed a hand on Rukia's forehead.

"Uryu, you need to check on Rukia. She's really hot!" Orihime said frighteningly.

"Oh, no need Orihime! I will visit my Aunt Restu as soon as I reach Seireitei. But thanks anyways." Rukia smiled her phony, girly smile. Kaien guided Rukia back on her feet. Senna stayed unseen at the back of the crowd while they bid their good-byes. Rukia looked for a certain person, but was faced with an utter disappointment. She smiled when she saw Tatsuki and Renji came out of their room and ran towards her. Tatsuki scratched her head with tinted cheeks when she stopped just right in front of Rukia.

"Well, Rukia. I'll see you then!" Tatsuki exclaimed while giving Rukia an uncomfortable hug. Rukia hugged Tatsuki back and looked at Renji over Tatsuki's shoulder. Rukia gave Renji a knowing look and smirked. Renji on the other hand looked away and blushed another 14 shades of red. Rukia giggled a little while pulling away from Tatsuki. Tatsuki gave her a confused stare and then looked at Renji. She too, blushed and looked away. Renji came forward.

"I'll see you in Seireitei, shorty." Renji gave Rukia a pat in the head which Rukia shook away.

"Take care of Tatsuki. You don't really want your ass being handed to you by a girl now, do you?" Rukia smirked at the insult and Renji mumbled an incoherent string of curses.

Now, she looked at the last person in the room. Senna.

The said girl only leaned back touching the wall with her hands tucked in across her chest, quirked her lips, and nodded to the right. Her eyes had a spark of mischievousness and the demeanor of her impression caused an immense confusion to Rukia. Rukia tilted her head a little and raised her left eye brow to state an unspoken question.

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Ichigo heard Senna's words play over and over again inside his head. It was like a kaput recording doomed to make him feel repentance. All of what she said could be possible. But what if she doesn't feel that way? He was scared of rejection. He buried his face into his hands and let out a low snarl of nuisance. He needed to think, but he doesn't have enough time to do so.

After a few agonizing moments of contemplation; he made a conclusion.

He raised his head again to reveal his eyes flaring with willpower. He walked straight out of his bedroom door with a murky cloud over his temple. With the first glimpse of her sheer figure, his knees felt like they would give up any moment. No, he said. He walked down the stairs, and directly to her. She saw him. There was mystification in her eyes but he no longer cared. He only wanted to know one thing, and that is if she loved him… or not.

A thick head full of determination, a heart filled with undying devotion of love to one person, a longing that no longer could be suppressed, his wanting had him overwhelmed. Irrational thoughts filled his brain but he ignored all of them as he approached her. Adrenaline rush filled his whole being, excitement and hesitation mixed inside his stomach. His heart was pounding so loud, it obscured any other sounds. Butterflies in his stomach were fluttering wildly. It must've been the longest walk he ever had in his entire life.

He brashly placed his right hand on the backside of her neck and he wrapped his left arm around her waist. Her eyes were wide in surprise. She didn't know if she should feel afraid. She felt tense yet one way or another, she felt comfortable from his rough contact. And then, right on that instant, he positioned his lips fully upon hers. Her eyes grew wider and she tried to scramble away from his hold for half-a-second. But that was only for half-a-second. She felt her control drift away from her as she melted into the kiss. Her eyes fluttered close as his eye lids has long concealed his amber ones. Her heart was beating so fast and her stomach was erratic. Yet she didn't give a damn. Her thoughts were random and inconsistent. The world was whirling around them but she could care less. Right now she was in the arms of the man she oh-so loved. And she doesn't want to be anywhere else. Soon enough their lips participated in a dance showing their passion. He felt her relax in his grip so he thought it was alright to loosen his hold. He didn't know what was going on around him. All he knows is that he is kissing Rukia Kuchiki. He is kissing Rukia Kuchiki! Oh God, if he is dreaming he would never want to ever wake up again. It felt as if he was delirious but it was the best delusion he's ever had. It felt as if heaven came down to hell. His right hand fell to her waist, drawing her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck kissing him with the matching amount of vigor he was excreting. How long they were kissing, none of the two knew. She felt him smirk at the kiss and she did too. It felt as if that the whole world stopped for this momentum. And then…

"Rukia!" the demanding, bitter, authoritative, voice of Byakuya Kuchiki rang through the whole house. It felt as if the ground trembled from the power of his voice.

They broke the kiss, both of their lips were sore from the pressure. Rukia looked at her brother with her deadliest glare that sent cold shivers down his spine. Her breathing was grave. She looked so bloodcurdling that she could send the toughest lion scrambling back to his den; for the first time in his life, Byakuya Kuchiki got scared. Her glare never faltered, her blue-purple irises working like daggers digging deep within his black ones. Never had he seen Rukia so fierce.

She was mad at her brother. She was so damn mad. She hated him for interrupting her. Her jaw clenched as she started to pull her arms away from Ichigo. She gradually stepped away from him and started walking towards Byakuya's shocked figure. She could feel pain on her feet. But her anger was too overwhelming that she could barely even care about her it.

Byakuya found his senses again and returned to his stoic state, and then he said coldly,

"Get your bags, now."

"No." She answered with just the matching cold, authoritative, and demanding voice. His stare hardened and his fist clenched.

"Oh come now, Byakuya. You don't really want to ruin this love bird's life now, do you?" A hand graced Byakuya's shoulders that belonged to Shiba Kukkaku, older sister of Shiba Kaien, CEO of one of the biggest explosive companies in Japan, and most of all, fiancé of Byakuya Kuchiki. She smirked as she approached Byakuya's reddening face.

"K-kukkaku?" Byakuya stuttered. They have never been seen in public with her. Everyone knew their relationship, but people doubted that it was only for the company's sake. They were two of the richest people in Japan. They were born with supremacy and grandeur attached in their names. Two very different people beat with the same very heart.

"Wipe off that expression on your face Byakuya. You look like you've just seen the ghost of your great, great grandmother wearing one of my leather panties." Kukkaku raised her delicate hands to meet Byakuya's face and she chuckled.

"Come on, Bya-kun," she cooed, "leave them kids alone and I'll give you some special treat tonight." Rukia would've laughed on the spot and think that this is nothing but a big prank when she saw her brother's face turn as red as a cherry. This moment was to die for.

"K-kukkaku, not here." Byakuya gulped and tried his hardest to remain stoic… it was vain. Kukkaku raised her left eye brow and smirked. She used her height advantage and placed her face closer to Byakuya's so her breath was mingling with his.

"Why? Are you really that ashamed of our relationship? Soon enough we're gonna be married Bya-kun…and we're going to make lots and lots of babies." Byakuya turned deathly insipid. He then wordlessly dragged Kukkaku by the hand and took her to his car. Kukkaku on the other hand smirked and said,

"What? Can't wait to even just say good-bye?" He turned off the alarm of the car and opened up the passenger seat,

"Just shut up and get inside!" He hissed to her.

"Alright then." She smirked. Once inside the car she glanced at her younger brother through the window and winked at him. He grinned back and bowed slightly with an indication of mockery apparent in his actions.

"What are you doing here?!" Byakuya ordered for an answer as the car roared to life.

"Well, I just didn't want you to ruin those love bird's life. Think about Hisana, Byakuya." She said and looked away. With the memory of his dead little sister, he fell silent and just continued driving. Hisana was in-love with a middle-class individual and their family was not in favor of it. The unfortunate girl was trapped in distraught and wasn't able to contain her misery that she took her own life. He was shoved out of his thoughts when his phone rang and he answered it nonchalantly,

"Byakuya Kuchiki." He said through the phone.

"Bya-kun what do I do with your dear little sister?" Byakuya heard Urahara's voice through the phone and his eye brow twitched.

"Let her be." And he shut off his phone. He threw a glance at his fiancé and she smiled at him that cute, evil little smile of hers.

"What?" he asked obviously agitated.

"Now don't give me that 'this is your entire fault' look. You know that you're grateful because I did it."

"No, this means that you better give me my special treat tonight." He said while stepping on the gas a little harder. His lips faintly curved into what somehow resembled into a smirk. She chuckled and took the tip of his hair onto her hands.

"You're my little pervy businessman now, aren't you?"

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Rukia was surprised at the advent of her soon-to-be sister in-law. She didn't know what could've occurred if she didn't. The sight of Byakuya blushing so frantically and mortified was something to behold. She noticed Kaien and Senna making weird signs to each other. She didn't know what it meant nor did she care. She got what she wanted and she looked back at the object of her desire. Their eyes got caught in each other's hold for a second and they both looked down at their feet at an unimaginable speed. The rest were still astonished of the past events and were still trying to conceive the scenes.

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"Oh my God! Byakuya's face was really, really red! I wish I could've gotten it on the camera!"

Rukia laughed a long with the others. They were on the beach again, on a full moon. They had a vast bon fire and they were sitting in couples… and groups. Rukia sitting hand in hand with Ichigo, Renji just plainly sitting with Tatsuki, Uryu with his arms linked with Orihime, Kaien's head affectionately placed on Miyako's lap, Rangiku making out with Shuuhei and the rest of the pack. Momo left with Hitsugaya after Byakuya left with Ikkaku.

"Hey, Soi Fon! Come here and sit with us!" Renji called to the petite girl who just arrived. She walked straight to their direction with a scowl on her face.

"Yoruichi making out with Urahara again?" Kaien asked in a know-it-all tone. She glared at him, which meant, yes.

"Soi Fon, how come I never see you with anyone?" Keigo carelessly asked which earned him a death glare that could really kill and a cold, blood curling answer.

"Shut up and butt off my life, asshole."

Rukia caught Ichigo looking at her and jokingly asked,

"What?"

"Nothing, you just got some marshmallows stuck on your teeth." He said while trying to suppress a laugh. She glared at her boyfriend and gave him a good smack in the head.

"What the hell was that for, midget?!"

"You can't insult me you friggin' bastard!"

"And why not…? Shorty?" He teased more.

"Oh, this is it. You stupid asshole, you better start running now if you want your head to remain in your neck."

"Oh yeah, I bet you can't even reach a single strand of my hair… kiddo!"

"How dare you call me 'kiddo' you stupid strawberry!!"

And the chase begins… the rest sighed and laughed… yeah… they look so in love… they can't even stop insulting each other for five minutes! But hey, everyone has different ways of showing their love… theirs is just unusual.

Charming Murderess's Blabs: THANK YOU SO MUCH for reading this fic!! This was my first multi-chaptered fic and thanks a lot for supporting me. This means so much to me... to everyone who reviewed... thank you, thank you, and thank you! I hope you enjoyed the story while it lasted cuz i sure did enjoy writing it!! Please hit that review button and tell me what you think about!! oh, and also if you want an epilogue... jsut if you do... lol i LOVE YOU ALL!! And special thanks to my beta Amerie-san... i love you for real!! I wouldn't have done this without you amerie! I miss you!