1Hello everyone! I am back from Paris, and I must say I miss it already! Lol, not really, sorry for not updating faster. Anyways, there will be new characters, and as always a sexy Ichigo!
Warnings: Swearing, slight perversion, OOC, and flaming on Orihime.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Bleach series and the delectable and fine Kurosaki Ichigo. Well damn.
Chapter 4: Broken Limbs and Shirtless Strawberries
Rukia P.O.V
As usual, I clack into the building with my Guess leather heels, my Chanel sunglasses perched on top of my head, and my purple Juicy Couture handbag. In my right hand was my favorite chocolate chip mocha-frap from Starbucks. But something was different today. I noticed a crop of spiky orange hair in Yamamoto's office, I peeked my head through the small crack at the door to gasp and spot Ichigo sitting down talking to Yamamoto about something important it seemed. But not long after I spotted him, he seen shook hands with him and walked out, or should I say limp. What I saw next shocked me like hell.
Ichigo was on crutches, his forehead was bandaged, and his left leg had a cast on it. But surprising he still looked sexy somehow. I shook my head at that thought. Bad Rukia! Not at work! I sighed, and pulled my on my cold demanding face that I would usually use to get what I want to hear.
"What the hell happened to you?" I hissed unintentionally. Ichigo locked eyes with me and sighed.
"My asshole-of-a-trainer that's what. He was extra pissed today because he had a fight with his wife. That's all, just Kenpachi being his usual self is all." he huffed. My eyes softened at his explanation.
"Well be careful next time you big idiot, we don't want you and your pretty self to get scathed now do we?" I asked sarcastically while warning him at the same time. Ichigo only adorned that impossibly sexy smile on his face, and I felt my temperature rise all to my face.
"Of course. Anyways I-" Ichigo was cut off when we both heard a shrill yet masculine voice echo from downstairs followed by a large car horn being honked.
"Oi! King ya' better get yer' ass down ere' in ten seconds or else I'm coming up there and carrying yer' sorry ass down myself!" I blinked and looked over to Ichigo who clearly had a vein visible on his forehead. His eyes were closed shut in frustration, and he sighed.
"I coming Shiro! And will you stop calling me that dammit!" Ichigo yelled back at the voice. I heard the voice cackle again loudly before silence. Ichigo began limping towards the elevator, and pressed the down button. He turned around to face me, and gave me his sexy smirk that made my knees go weak.
"See ya later Rukia." with that he left , and entered the elevator, the doors closing with a ding!. I was left there, my face with a tinge of pink on my cheeks. I clacked all the way back to my office, ignoring the heated glare I got from Orihime as I passed by her open office.
I plopped down onto my leather spinning chair with a sigh as I held my cheeks. They were still burning.
"To think a guy like him would make me a blushing idiot." I giggled. The rest of the day was peaceful which was great. I went back home and relaxed.
That is until she called.
"Hey Ru-Ru! How's my favorite darling cousin?" Rangiku squealed on the other end. I rolled my eyes. Yes, Rangiku Matsumoto, second-ranked top super model of the world was my annoying cousin-in-law.
"Hey Rangiku, how are you and Gin doing?" I asked politely. Even though I didn't like her that much, I had an instinct to be polite, Nii-san has been drilling that into me since I was four.
"Great! Thanks for asking! Anyways Ru-Ru, I wanted to ask you something about the fashion show." she chirped.
"The fashion show? Um sure, go ahead." I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You know the models? I met up with all of them, and I bet you'll love a one." she giggled like a school girl. I rolled my eyes, for Kami's sake, she was 29, she needed to grow up.
"And who would that be?" I asked with keen curiosity. I could have sworn I could see the smile on her pretty face.
"Kurosaki Ichigo. He is SO perfect for you Ru-Ru, he's sweet, compassionate, handsome, smart, rich, and sexy. Doesn't he sound like your soul mate?" she giggled even louder.
"Ah, if I weren't in love with Gin I would so be with him, he's a fine piece of work! I wonder what he looks like without a shirt on.." she kept on blabbering about Ichigo like she knew him since he was born. I was fuming, my face was red from anger. That bitch doesn't know anything about Ichigo! My angry thoughts were broken though when Rangiku calling my nickname.
"Ru-Ru? You still there?" she chirped. I frowned and sighed inwardly. I don't deserve to talk about Ichigo like he's mine, he probably doesn't even like me that way anyways.
"Yeah I am, sorry about that. What were you saying?" I used my sugary sweet tone with her.
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just saying goodbye." Rangiku chimed. I sighed a sigh of relief, but thankfully Rangiku didn't hear that.
"Oh, alright goodbye Rangiku, see you later." I smiled, then I hung up and tossed the phone somewhere else on the couch. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
2 hours later...
I woke up slowly, with my Iphone vibrating in the left pocket of my jeans. I took it out lazily, and tapped the screen.
"Hello?" I answered groggily. I rubbed my eyes, and stifled a yawn. I heard a smooth chuckle on the other end that belonged to only one person I knew.
"Sorry to wake you sleeping beauty, but I need to ask a favor of you." Ichigo said.
"What is it? Is something wrong?" I asked with concern laced in my voice. Ichigo sighed.
"Well, Shiro has my crutches, the bastard forgot them in his car, and he lives half of the city over. So I'm stuck on the couch, immobile. Do you mind helping me out by taking care of me for the night? I'll call Shiro the next morning, cause' after 10 he's unavailable." Ichigo explained. I nodded, and giggled.
"Alright, I'll be right there. Don't move." I joked.
"Haha, not funny." Ichigo said dripping with sarcasm. He gave me the address of his house, I smiled and hung up, heading to my car to drive over to Ichigo's mansion.
At Ichigo's mansion...
I got out of my car, staring at the house, er mansion with awe. It was huge. I knocked on the door, and I heard shuffling from inside.
"Rukia?" I heard Ichigo's voice from inside.
"Yeah it's me. Can I come in?" I asked.
"Yeah the door is unlocked." he replied. I grabbed the golden handle and pressed on it, and the door slid in. I was captivated on how nice it looked in here. The floors were wooden, practically shining, and the place was white, white walls and ceilings, white leather couches, and white carpets. It looked like a futuristic home. My eyes roamed over to where the couch was, and I saw Ichigo lying, there, a book in hand, his eyes looking straight at me.
"Thanks for coming." he smiled. I felt my face heat up, and I closed the door behind me, quickly shuffling close to him.
"S-So what do you need help with?" I stuttered, looking at my feet with great interest. Ichigo chuckled, and I felt a small whimper in my throat.
"Not much, but since I can't reach my bedroom, do you mind getting my pajamas? It's not really comfortable sleeping in a crisp shirt and jeans." he chuckled again, the sound making my spine tingle. I looked up and caught his usual chocolate brown eyes were now a beautiful warm amber due to the lights in the mansion, the lights were bright, but not blinding. It shined on Ichigo, highlighting all his handsome features. When I saw him up close, he had high cheek bones, a slim nose, thin lips, and thin eyelashes that slightly covered his beautiful eyes, he was more than sexy and gorgeous, but beautiful in fact. He smelled of mint and cinnamon, and another scent that I couldn't identify but it smelled really good, almost alluring in fact.
"Rukia?" he repeated, waving his free hand in front of my face. I snapped out of my daze, blinking rapidly.
"Huh? Oh right, your pajamas, sorry I'll go get them now!" I said with a blush, and I ran to the corridor, and I turned a door knob to find a large room not much decorated, just a king-sized bed and a closet with a table, chair, and bed table.
"Rukia, the room you're in is the guest room. The room next to that is mine." I heard Ichigo exclaim from the living room.
"O-OK!" I stepped out of that room and into the next one. I quickly found a dresser and opened the drawers, I finally found the one that held his pajamas and dashed back to the living room. I went back to where Ichigo was and held them out to him.
"Here. Are these the right ones?" I asked with a smile. Ichigo nodded and smiled back.
"Thanks, now I'm going to get changed." he said. Then he started unbuttoning his shirt, and slipping off his shoulders, and my jaw went agape.
Ichigo had the sexiest body I have ever laid my eyes on.
He had beautifully tan sun-kissed skin, a broad chest and shoulders, along with a nice six-pack and well toned arms. I blushed crimson when I saw him look at me. He smiled and laughed heartedly.
"Like what you see Rukia?" he flexed. I pouted, trying to stop myself from drooling.
"P-Please, don't flatter yourself." I stuttered.
Ichigo just laughed at that and smiled that smile that made my knees go weak. I guess my day is alright after all.
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