1*Please Read:*For those of you who are currently reading the stories Romeo and Juliet and Haunted House of Nightmares, those are currently on hiatus, because my main focus is Picture Perfect for now, so please be patient.
Warnings: Swearing, OOC, violence, sexual themes, and flaming on Orihime.
Disclaimers: I do not own Bleach, unfortunately Kubo-sensei does, and he gets all the big bucks. Damn. TT ^ TT
Chapter 5: Sexy Vampire Strawberry
Rukia P.O.V
"Rukia Kuchiki. Please come to my office at once." Yamamoto's voice boomed through the speakers. I frowned, but nonetheless got up from where I was comfortably lounging and clacked my way towards Yamamoto's office. I reached the glass double-doors and lightly knocked on them.
"Come in." Yamamoto's voice came from inside. I pushed the door open slowly, my long black pony-tail swishing behind me, my amethyst eyes shining in clear annoyance.
"You called me sir?" I said with a monotone voice.
"Yes, in fact I called you here to meet a very special associate of mine." Yamamoto gestured to the figure I just noticed in the room, lounging comfortably on the black leather love seat off in the corner of his office.
"Hello Kuchiki-san, it's a pleasure to meet your acquaintance." spoke a baritone voice. I turned my head to face a ruggedly handsome man with shaggy brown hair that reached down to his shoulders, his eyes were half-lidded lazily, a light goat tee on his chin, a lithe body, that was currently dressed in a white suit with a black dress shirt underneath with a matching white tie and a pair of shiny black leather shoes.
"Hello Starrk-san, it's my pleasure." I said as I bowed politely to the man. Starrk Coyote, also known as Uno Espada of the corporation of Arrancar, the best leading model agency in Japan. Starrk is the co-founder of the company, as well as a famous fashion male model and fashion icon.
"I have a theme in mind, and I would be honored if Seireitei would take some pictures and place an article in your magazine." Starrk smirked when he saw my eyebrows perk up with keen interest.
"A theme you say? And what would that be exactly?" I asked with a small smile gracing me face. Starrk only chuckled at the anticipation in my voice.
"Well, it's-" Starrk began when a cry of pain echoed from outside of the office. I jerked my head towards the direction of the scream, and raced towards it. I tried to run as fast as I could with heels, till another ear piercing scream came, and almost lost my balance. I identified the scream to be coming from the break room, and I ran over there ten seconds flat. I swung the doors open, but stopped still in my tracks at scene in front of me.
"You've got to be fuckin' kidding me." I said as I face palmed my self.
"A-Ah, Rukia?" Orihime stuttered, clearly shocked to see me of all people coming in.
While a guy was sucking on her neck.
"Orihime, please do keep your deranged sex life from the office." I said I stifled a out burst of laughter. Orihime blushed crimson, and immediately pushed the guy who was currently enjoying himself off of her.
"R-R-RUKIA! WHAT THE HELL? G-GET OUT!" I raised an eyebrow. She had proclaimed to me that she was madly in love with Ichigo, but here she is letting a guy feel her up?
"Obviously some of us have no sexual control, hmm Inoue-san?" I covered my mouth. Damn, I swear if she keeps on looking at me like that I'll burst out laughing like an idiot! My face felt warm from the lack of oxygen and the suppressed fit of laughter in my throat.
"R-RUKIA! I SAID GET OUT!" Orihime said with a huge blush on her face. And that's when the dam broke.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THAT'S JUST RICH! AHAHAHAHA!" I laughed so hard, clutching my stomach, tears falling down from my face. Orihime gasped, her eyes widening, then they dangerously became little slits and she fumed.
"Bitch...you'll pay big time for this. You hear me? BIG!" she screeched. She raced over to where I was and tried tackling me. I narrowed my eyes, and jumped from where she was aiming, rolling on the floor away from Orihime. She abruptly stopped when she saw me rolling, and began charging towards where I was with a red face. I backed away, until I hit a hard chest.
"What the fuck is going on here?" a baritone voice growled behind me. I felt my spine tingle at the soothing sound, and the smell of cinnamon, mint, and that intoxicating unidentified smell attacked my nose, and I began to feel limp. I turned my head, and my eyes locked with Ichigo's burning amber ones.
"K-Kurosaki-kun..." Orihime began, but stopped when she saw the glare she got from Ichigo.
"Well well Inoue-san, how pleasant, what are you doing to little Rukia here?" Ichigo said with a dangerous edge to his voice. Orihime looked away, her eyes filled with guilt, anger, and embarrassment. She was being scolded and glared at by her crush, and it was pure torture.
"Nothing. Nothing at all Kurosaki-san." Orihime said sadly, her eyes fixated on the side. Ichigo's eyes softened, and he sighed.
"Just go, I'm not mad." Ichigo closed his eyes in slight annoyance. Orihime looked up for a second, but quickly looked down and nodded, dragging herself out of the room, her tail between her legs.(AN: Not really, not like a dog just to clarify.)
"Rukia, are you ok?" Ichigo asked with concern on his handsome face. I smiled sweetly.
"Yes. Thanks to you." I stood on my toes, balancing myself with my hands on his shoulders and kissed his cheek. What I saw next surprised me.
Ichigo's cheeks dusted pink, his eyes widened, but then he scowled and looked away from me, mumbling something incoherent. I beamed like I won the world wide marathon. Ichigo Kurosaki, apparent sex on legs and bad ass bad boy was blushing because of a kiss on the cheek! Aww he's blushing! He's too cute! I giggled to myself.
"Oi! W-What's so damn funny?" Ichigo stuttered, a tinge of pink still on his face. I simply smiled.
"Oh~ Nothing~" I sang as I skipped out of the break room. Ichigo frowned and followed.
"Rukia! Come back here dammit!"
At the photo shoot...
I sat down on one of the chairs provided at the photo shoot. My feet were killing me. Bad day to wear your Juicy Couture pumps Rukia. Especially while running model to model to take pictures. Orihime had called and said she wasn't feeling well so I was going to go take pictures solo, not that I minded.I sighed. That aside, my heart hasn't stopped thumping ever since I came here. Ichigo was also stationed here, he was a substitute for Nnoritora, who was out from being injured from a stupid bar fight he got in last night. Damn that berry. He's all dressed up in a sexy vampire outfit, and he keeps on winking and smiling at me every chance he gets! And I feel wet...and this place has nothing to do with the lack of air conditioner. I blushed. Unbelievable, that stupid Ichigo! I sighed and got up, even though my feet were protesting otherwise.
"Kuchiki-san, they need you over at station five, it's going to be the last photo shoot for the day." a woman with blond hair said nasally as she came up to me. I nodded and sighed with relief. I limped over to the last station, only to have my jaw drop.
"Mother fucker.." was all I could manage to spurt out. My face began to heat up at the sight.
Ichigo was clad in nothing but tight ass black jeans barefoot, and black broken off chain around his neck and wrists. His hair was ruffled and unruly, his eyes must have been wearing contacts, because they were a dazzling crimson. He noticed me oogling at him and smiled. I saw fake fangs that looked so realistic, I thought he really living, well er, dead vampire. By now, my panties were soaked, and I frowned when I almost moaned at the delicious sight in front of me.
A woman model entered the scene in her outfit. She was beautiful, with long ivory colored hair, ebony colored skin, and her lips were deep red, her eyes also a dark crimson. She wore a black silk dress that clung to her like a second skin, hugging and accentuating all her curves. When she spotted Ichigo she smiled and chuckled.
"Hey, if it ain't Ichi! I haven't seen ya' in a while huh?" the woman said as she put a arm around his shoulder and beamed. Ichigo immediately smiled and laughed lightly.
"Hey Riki, it's been awhile. Found yerself a boyfriend yet?" he chuckled. The woman, Riki, pouted.
"Aw...Does that mean were still not together anymore?" Riki whined playfully. My blood ran cold. What? Not together anymore? So that means...they were together as boyfriend and girlfriend...
"Hey Rukia! Come over here, I want cha' to meet a old friend of mine." Ichigo hollered over at me. I snapped out of my thoughts and ran over to where Ichigo and Riki were.
"Riki, this is Rukia Kuchiki, she's a good friend of mine. Rukia, this is Rikichi Tomoya. We've been best friends since middle school." Ichigo introduced us to each other. My heart twinged a little, he has such good chemistry with Rikichi...
"Alright, places people! After this we can all go home!" a man yelled. All the workers and cast sighed with relief, and got to their assigned places. Rikichi smiled once more at me before getting ready.
"She's not bad or anything.." I murmured. Rikichi, from what I just encountered, seemed like one of the most gentle, and beautiful women I have ever met. In fact, she really reminded me of my mother...Hisana Kuchiki. I shook my head, and sighed. I prepped my digital camera and aimed it in the view and scene where Ichigo and Rikichi were. The stance they took was a graceful, sleek, and sexy tango, Rikichi's right leg was placed on the side of Ichigo's hip, and her hands grabbing the back of his neck, and Ichigo was holding her back with one arm while the hand was gently touching her cheek. They were staring at each other, their eyes mimicking what looked like desire and lust. I raised the camera and took many magnificent shots. But on the inside I felt totally empty.
There was a twinge in my chest, and it didn't feel good at all. Jealousy was emanating from my very being, my lust was driven. I wished dearly that Ichigo would like at me with those same eyes. I wished that Ichigo would hold and caress me like he was with Rikichi.
I wish he loved me the way he did back then with Rikichi.
I shook my head. Enough of these stupid thoughts. I don't need to make myself feel low because of her. Rikichi is nice and beautiful, but clearly not in love with Ichigo anymore. So I don't need to worry about that. I sighed. I mustered up my genuine smile and went over to go congratulate them on a good day of work. Rikichi smiled and patted my head with a thanks. Ichigo smiled and bent down to kiss my forehead. I smiled, holding the place where his lips had graced.
I don't need to be lusted by him, just these everyday caresses are enough to keep my heart fluttering for him.
As long as he cares about me, I don't care.
Done! ^_^ Hope you liked this chapter as much as I did! Please do enjoy and PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW! XDXDXDXDXDDXDD