CHAPTER 8

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"Well, Kuchiki-san, I thought I was going to have to send out a search party." Ichigo said as Rukia walked in the class some ten minutes after he had. She still had the shocked and bewildered look on her face that he had left her with back in the supply closet. It was a cold comfort seeing how he was still upset at the rush of memories he had just been bombarded with.

Rukia walked with short apprehensive steps to his desk. She didn't have any underwear on. Ichigo had taken them as he left her. Rukia felt vulnerable, that to mixed with Ichigo's demand still ringing in her ears.

"I want you to break up with Hisagi."

He looked her in the eyes for an instant as she handed him the copies. Her eyes were red. Had she been crying? He felt a twinge in his chest but he quickly shrugged off the uncomfortable feeling.

Rukia averted her look from Ichigo's probing stare and quickly walked back to her desk.

Her mind was so full of thoughts and emotions she didn't want to deal with it since she felt like her head was much to small to contain them all.

Break up with Hisagi. Break up with Hisagi. She felt tears welling in her eyes again. Never! I cant do it. I wont do it. I love Hisagi. Her mind flashed back to the last 24 hours and 15 minutes with Ichigo. Tears streamed as she quickly wiped them, in the back of the class others were slow to see her pain as her face contorted in pain and sadness in all the ways she had hurt Hisagi and he didn't even know it.

He had his track meet coming up in 2 days as well as their night together. Which she had ruined. NO, He had ruined. Rukia looked to the front of the class. Her eyes narrowed, a hot angry tear rolled down her cheek as she stared at Ichigo Kurosaki. He looked up at her from his lesson plan as Rukia dropped her head. Even now in all her anger and guilt she could feel her body stir with amorous desire for him.

She clinched her jaw while picturing Shuuhei. Her defiant anger rose again. Who did Ichigo think he was? He had no right to demand anything from her? She had tried to apologize. But she wasn't going to give up Hisagi, especially not just because he told her too. Guilt soon followed her defiance, seeing herself wantonly bent over accepting Ichigo's powerful thrusts as he filled her with so much pleasure.

Rukia went numb her mind reeling.

"Hey, Rukia, stop zoning out. Come on it's time for lunch." Tatsuki said standing beside Rukia's desk.

Rukia looked around the nearly empty classroom. Then she looked back at Ichigo who was stacking papers as the class room cleared for lunch.

"I'll be out in a minute, okay?"

"Ok." Tatsuki voice was full of concern. She looked over Rukia for several seconds as if trying to read her mind. Then she sighed seeing Rukia's smile. She returned it in kind and followed the already chatting Orihime from the classroom.

Rukia waited until all of the students had left before she stood and walked to Ichigo's desk.

"I won't do it." she said in a hushed voice.

"Hmm?" he calmly looked up at her narrowing blue eyes. He liked seeing her angry. If she's not careful I'll have her on this desk again, moaning my name. "What exactly won't you do?"

She looked around making sure no one was in the classroom .

"I won't break up with, Hisagi." she stood up straighter her eyes shooting daggers at him as she said it.

"You will and you'll do it as soon as possible." Ichigo said confidently as he continued to clear off his desk.

"I won't! I love him."

"You love him? Really?" he said mockingly, hiding the sting as she professed her love for someone else. "Were you thinking of your love for him when I was fucking you earlier? Or yesterday, when you were calling my name when you came?"

Rukia swallowed hard, tears seemed to erupt and stream down her face. She hid her face in her hands, beginning to sob. Ichigo felt the twinge in his chest, but again he shook it off.

"Don't say that." Rukia shook her head as if to stop the guilt the was flooding her now.

"What, the truth?"

"Your truth!" she shouted, then looked around lowering her voice. "That's your truth. I do love, Hisagi. And I won't break up with him. You can't make me. I'll tell ….I'll tell Principal Ochi what you've done."

Heat rose in Ichigo face, but a wicked smirk rolled across his lips. He had half way expected this.

"Will you? Well then, I'll have to tell her what a slut you are."

"What? No, I'm not!"

"And how you're in my class with no underwear on and how you propositioned me."

"Wh- what that's not... that's not how it happened and you know it!" As much as she hated what Ichigo was doing, she couldn't deny the attraction she had to him. Even before anything had started between him or that she remembered he was someone from her past. She was attracted to him. Her body, even as he was threatening her, still wanted him inside her. His lips on hers.

"Well, I have the underwear you gave me." he said pulling the small torn fabric from his pocket. "You tore them in the rush to pull them off and give them to me and I'll tell her how you asked me to stay after school with you."

"You wouldn't!"

"I won't have to if you'll just do what I told you and stop trying to make this more difficult."

Rukia was at a loss, defeated.

"I can't do it." she pleaded, her head hung low, tears beginning to steam down her face pattering softly on the classroom floor.

"You'd better." Ichigo rose to leave for his lunch, averting his eyes from her tears. He was resolved to have her to himself no matter what it cost her.

"Why are you doing this? I tried to apologize. What more do you want?"

"Everything...all of you."

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Ichigo went to the teacher's office to pick up the lunch that his sister had made for him before they had left the last evening. He knew where Rukia and her friends liked to sit for lunch and he thought about sitting outside and watching them from the bleachers in front of the teachers parking lot. He had often watched Rukia from there as she ate. But he decided not to, as much as he wanted to see the blow up of Rukia dumping Hisagi he thought that his presence may cause a problem and decided to give her some privacy.

"Ugghh. I feel awful." Rangiku said stumbling in the large rectangular office that almost ran the length of the school building. She slumped down in her chair slinging her sunglasses down on her desk, soon after her head thudded down on her folded arms as well.

"That party last night for Yoruichi was fabulous."

"I see." Ichigo said staring at the hung-over strawberry blond.

"What time did you get outta there?"

"I didn't really stay long, only about an hour."

"Your friend Renji didn't stumble outta there until I did which was about 4 this morning. I think he's gotta thing for Yoruichi."

"Yeah, I know."

"She's pretty cool though." Rangiku mumble her head laying on her folded arms. "I think we're …..zzzzzzzzzzzz"

She was sound asleep. Ichigo stood and went around to her desk and pulled out the small timer she had for such occasions. He set it for an hour so she wouldn't miss her next class and left the office.

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After her talk with Ichigo, Rukia had gone to the restroom and tried to clean herself up, it was several minutes before she could stop crying.. She couldn't go to Principle Ochi, Ichigo would try to make it seem like she had wanted the whole affair when she didn't. Especially not the way it was going now.

Rukia had put on a brave face and hurried out to their favorite spot near the sports field . She couldn't take her eyes off Hisagi. Hisagi had greeted her with a deep kiss, and a warm loving hug. Rukia felt herself welling up with tears again, but she fought them back while holding onto Shuuhei fiercely. Now she stared at him, trying to memorize his face. The way he smiled, laughed, his voice, and his smell.

Her mind thinking not of how to break up with him but how to get out of the mess she was in, but things weren't looking good.

"Rukia, aren't you eating?" Hisagi said looking at her when he saw her staring at him.

"I thinks that's why she's been so spacey lately." Tatsuki said raising up from Grimmjow's chest on which she had been reclining.

"Oh, Tatsuki." Rukia said shaking her head.

"If you don't want to eat, we can do other things." Shuuhei grabbed Rukia pulling her close. Rukia kept her skirt between her legs and her legs tightly squeezed together.

Orihime giggled and blushed as she continued to text to Uryuu. Hisagi hands cupped Rukia's face before he then wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her to his chest.

His hands traveled down her back just over the rise of her hip. Rukia stiffened pulling back from his kiss and stopping his hand. She couldn't let him know she didn't have any underwear on.

"Not here."

"Ok." Shuuhei said defeated.

"No, I want to, just not here, ok?" She leaned in and kissed him, relishing the taste of him. She did truly love him and he deserved better than what he had given him. Her heart was beating thru her chest.. She knew now what she had to do. She stood slowly, grabbing Hisagi's arm and pulling him up to. She took him bay the hand and led him away from the others to a secluded spot behind a huge willow tree.

"Hisagi, you know I love you right?" her voice quivered as she spoke.

"Yeah."

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Ichigo watched Rukia coming back in the classroom after lunch, trying not to linger too long . She didn't once look at him. He smiled to himself, wanting to see the pained look on Hisagi face.

He again let the morbid curiosity slip from his thoughts. Unfortunately, he knew exactly how Hisagi felt and didn't want to be reminded of it.

He took a deep breath mustering a smile and began his class. He would keep her after school and comfort her then.

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Ichigo was anxious, giddy almost as the end of class. He couldn't keep his eye off Rukia now. She hadn't returned his look. Her jaw was set. She was angry no doubt, but she'd get over it.

Finally, like a weight lifted, the final bell rang and all the students seemed to rise in unison and for several seconds Rukia was out of his sight. As the class began to clear and Ichigo stood trying his best to make sure it didn't seem he was looking for her, his eyes scanned the room for Rukia. She wasn't there! He looked to the back left corner of the room seeing the second door of the room closing.

The familiar heat rose in his face, he smile congenially as his student bid him good evening.

"DAMN!" Ichigo shouted slamming his fists on the desk, as the last student rounded the corner and left the class room.

His mind raced all the way home. She couldn't be that mad, could she? Maybe he had been a little too hasty in getting her to break up with Hisagi. She couldn't expect to keep dating him, not when she was Ichigo's now. It would have eventually come to this. Its better that it was done sooner rather than later, for all those concerned in the matter.

Time seemed to go twice as fast as he walked home. Soon enough he was in his apartment staring at the still empty refrigerator.

"Guess I'm eating out tonight."

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KNOCK KNOCK!

"Who could that be?" Yuzu said in her apron, she opened the lid from the rice cooker checking the contents. She wiped her hands and headed to the front door of the house.

"Big brother!" Yuzu jumped up into her older brothers arms.

"Hi, Yuzu." he said lovingly, hugging her back before setting her down and stepping back into his old home.

"Yo, whats up, Ichigo?" Karin said running to the door and stopping short before he noticed that she too was excited to see him home.

"Two days in a row. It's a new record."

"I really loved eating with you guys last night."

"Yeah and your frig is still bare." Yuzu giggled. "I was gonna go shopping for you, but I figured if I didn't you'd come here." She took him by the arm and steered him to the kitchen.

"Where's da—arrggg!" Ichigo fell to his knees as a sharp pain in his back throbbed right at his kidneys.

"You're getting slow in your old age, son." Isshin stood over his panting son, gloating.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? IS THAT HOW YOU TREAT ALL YOUR VISITORS?"

"You're no visitor," Isshin said calmly heading to the table. "You're family."

"YOU CRAZY OLD MAN! WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO ATTACK ME LIKE THAT?"

"WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT NOT TO INVITE ME TO DINNER AT YOUR BACHELORS PAD LAST NIGHT!" Isshin shouted back before breaking down into flowing crocodile tears. "It was so lonely eating here by myself." he sobbed, pouting.

"I told you we were going over there and to come along." Karin said bored with the whole display and sitting at her place as a worried Yuzu watched the exchange while she set a place for her brother.

"Of course you could have." Ichigo said standing and bushing himself off while calmly remembering how easily his goofy fathers feeling were hurt when not included in something.

"And what about that party, how was it?" Isshin asked excitedly.

"How did you know about that?" he asked looking at Karin.

"I have my sources." Isshin said sitting down beside his son. "So how's work, son?" Isshin continued his demeanor suddenly more paternal.

"It's going well." Ichigo paused a moment thinking of Rukia. "I have a student that's a little trying but I think I'll have it all worked out soon."

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to be continued