Awesome: *Shakes head* *sighs* Lemony…do I even want to know what the hell goes on in your head when you're taking a bath?
Lemony: What? It's not my fault! And plot bunnies don't attack me every time I take a bath…just sometimes…
Wicked: *pinches bridge of nose* I no longer care where these stories pop out of your puny brain, Lemony. However, this does seem a bit interesting. Ugh, love triangles are the story of my depressing life.
Triplicty
Chapter 2: Akira Makes His Move!
Gin was not happy.
His little…conversation with a certain blonde-haired captain had left him livid. Who the hell did Akira think he was? Well one thing was true: That bastard was bold! He was just asking for a fight in Gin's opinion. What was his malfunction? Flirting with Rukia right in front Gin? Did Akira have a fucking death wish?
The fact that he hadn't slept a wink only added to his frustration. Gin tossed and turned all night in his bed; reaching out for Rukia only to realize that she wasn't there. He hated when she wasn't in his bed with him, it left his bedroom cold with loneliness. However, Rukia told him she needed a little space after their last interlude. He fucked poor Rukia raw and she just needed a little time to recuperate. Gin couldn't help himself, when he was inside her, the fox-faced captain felt whole…complete.
Although, that's why their relationship worked so well. From time to time they both needed their space and weren't too clingy. Each of them enjoyed their privacy and had enough respect for one another to honor it.
But now, Gin wanted nothing more than to be by Rukia's side to fend off that blonde-haired vulture. Why was he being so paranoid? Rukia loved him and he knew that. If this wasn't love, then Gin Ichimaru would be damned hell. It wasn't that Gin didn't trust Rukia, he didn't trust Akira. Unlike most girls, Rukia had never dated anyone besides Gin, and wasn't used to men competing for her affections. Besides, Ichigo and Renji didn't count as men in Gin's opinion. Ichigo was her friend, and Renji was just a lovesick puppy. If either of them (or any other guy) got too friendly with Rukia, Gin would beat them into the next fucking century. Rukia made him happy, and Gin was ready to fight to defend what was his.
But still, it made him nervous. He could fight all he wanted, but at the end of the day, it would be Rukia's decision to decide who she wanted to be with…Gin was just trying to get rid of those options before any thoughts could be planted in her head. But Rukia loved Gin…he'd hadn't always been her first choice, but she was happy just the same. However, Rukia's lack of experience with gentlemen callers is what worried Gin. What if another man who struck her interest came along? Regardless of love, would she choice him over Gin? This thought kept the fox-faced Captain in a perpetual state of jealousy. Rukia belonged to him. Him. And the thought of anyone else trying to court her drove Gin wild.
Gin was infamous for his possessiveness towards Rukia. Once in the World Of The Living while on a date, Gin angrily socked a young man who kept making unwanted advances towards his little rabbit. Gin sent a brutal message: Men, steer clear of Rukia Kuchiki. If gentlemen heeded that message, they'd be alright. If not well…they'd missing a few teeth. However, that didn't stop them from looking anyway. As the old saying goes, forbidden fruit is always more tempting. Why was he worried about this now, you ask?
Two words: Akira Riichirou.
Gin didn't like that man. There was something about him…something feral and sinister that made the hairs stand up on the back of his neck. Something that didn't sit right with him…sure, Akira seemed nice on the surface, but there was something deeper…something darker…
Poor Rukia, She was a walking oxymoron. A cautious, trusting person. She would be drawn into Akira's trap by his charms and think that the blonde Captain wouldn't be a danger to her…it only made matters worse that Akira was in a position of trust and could use his authority to make Rukia do something she didn't want to do.
Gin didn't even want to think about that…
If anyone had the slightest inkling about hurting his beloved paramour, Gin would kill them, revive them, and then kill them again! And again! And again! And again until Gin keeled over and died himself!
Gin suspected that Akira had seen him taking Rukia hard against the wall that night and that aroused the blonde noblemen's interest in his woman. Did you catch that, again? His woman! Why couldn't Akira just find his own fucking girlfriend!
The silver-haired Captain growled in the back of his throat as his mulled over his current situation.
"Captain Ichimaru? Are you alright?" Head Captain Yammamoto heard the slight grunt and stopped the Captain's Meeting to see about the younger man. Every other captain in the room, including Akira, turned to Gin to see what caused the interruption.
"I'm fine, Head Captain, please continue…" Gin purred politely, the elder man looked at Gin stoically and continued to inform the captain's about upcoming events. Akira arched an eyebrow at Gin but pretended to listen to Yammamoto. These captain's meets were always so boring…
Akira let a low sigh slip past his lips. He ignored the hungry looks Captain Soifon and Unohana kept giving him and began to day dream. He wondered what Rukia was doing...
Speak of the raven-haired girl and she shall appear.
Almost like a twist of fate, there was a quiet knock on the door of the Head Room.
"Yes, you may enter." Yammamoto's booming voice called, and who's head should come peeking through the door but Rukia herself. Akira smiled broadly and looked over to Gin who's expression had not changed. The younger Kuchiki entered the room and immediately bowed to her superiors. She didn't move until old man Yammamoto addressed her.
"Ah, Lieutenant Kuchiki. It is to my understanding that you will be assisting Captain Riichirou with his reports." Yammamoto announced, Rukia stood back up and answered yes.
Gin's face went numb.
His slanted eyes shifted over to Riichirou, that blonde son of a bitch was smirking openly and eyeing Rukia as if she was a yummy piece of candy. The silver-haired Captain kept his aloof smile in place; however he was gritting his teeth.
After a few minutes of discussion, Rukia and the remaining captains were dismissed to return to their duties. As he left, Gin could see Akira rise and follow closely behind Rukia. He scowled so hard his face hurt. This was not ok.
With the speed of a sprinting cheetah, Gin caught up to them and walked uncomfortably close to Rukia.
"Good morning, Captain Ichimaru," Akira hummed,
"Captain Riichirou." Gin replied shortly
"I'm so glad you managed to find us, Rukia here has been telling all about her plans to help me. Its rather interesting."
"Oh really?" The silver-haired man said his words loaded with sarcasm, "Sound interesting."
Rukia caught on to Gin's sarcasm and delivered a discreet elbow to his ribs. She hated it when he acted like a smart ass.
"As a matter of fact," Rukia said sternly to her lover, "Head Captain Yammamoto wants me to report to Squad 9 as a temporary officer."
"Excuse me?" Gin purred furrowing his eyebrows, Akira grinned.
"You heard right, Captain." He said, his handsome face plastered with a sinister grin, "Rukia and I are going to be working together very closely…a lot."
As those words fluttered through Gin's ears his vision was taken over by blood red. As badly as he wanted to snatch a handful of blonde hair and send Akira flying across the Soul Society, he couldn't do it because then he'd have to listen to Rukia complain. Instead he walked along with them, ignoring their casual chit-chat and secretly plotting Akira's downfall.
"We're at Squad 3 already?" Akira said to Rukia, "Hmmm, we must've been talking more than we thought."
"Yeah," Rukia agreed, "But you can hold a conversation pretty well, Captain."
"Captain Ichimaru," The blonde nobleman said sweetly, "I believe this is where you take your leave."
Gin growled through gritted teeth, "I suppose it is. Rukia…I'll see you later."
As Akira and Rukia turned to leave the blonde shot Gin a diabolical smirk, his green eyes shimmering. Gin knew all too well what that look meant…Akira was planning on seducing Rukia…
Akira was downright giddy.
Rukia really was a sweet, trusting girl. A bit naïve, but that only made things easier for him. Akira couldn't stop snickering, he kept imaging Gin's face! The silver-haired traitor was probably losing his goddamned mind back his barracks. Akira imagined that all sorts of terrible thoughts were racing through Gin's head! He was probably thinking of all the lewd, wicked things Akira was planning to do to Rukia…
And Akira was planning.
"So do you like being a Captain?" Rukia asked the blonde man,
"Eh," Akira said shrugging, "It has its perks."
"I've always wanted to be a Captain," Rukia said, going dreamy-eyed, "But my Nii-sama says it's not safe and-"
Akira definitely wasn't listening.
He was too busy watching her mouth move…God, Rukia had pretty lips. They were small, sweet and full. They were perfect for kissing as well as…other things. He then notice she was waiting for him to say something.
Akira cleared his throat, "That's right, you're is a Captain. Squad 6 right?"
"That's him." Rukia answered,
"I've seen his Bankia, it's impressive." Akira said as they continued walking, Rukia looked up at him and her quirked her lips.
"Hey Captain Riichirou," Rukia said a bit bashfully, "Can I see your Bankai?"
Akira smirked and nodded. "I like to keep it a secret…but I guess if you don't tell anyone…"
"I won't! I promise!" Rukia urgently assured him, Akira poked out his arm.
"Come with me, I know the perfect spot…"
Rukia felt a bit odd at walking with another man. But there was nothing wrong with just walking right? Well, Akira's arm certainly felt different. He was more broad and muscular, as compared to Gin who had a slender, leaner build.
She merely walked as Akira guided her away.
"Oh wow…" Rukia breathed looking at Akira's glowing sword. In its true form the blade was jagged and shaped like a lightning bolt. Bright, golden electrical charges made the sword shimmer. Rukia was in awe at the lightening Zanpakto. Akira wanted to show off and let his full power be seen, however, they standing in a small, secluded niche.
"That's amazing, Captain Riichirou."
Akira shrugged coolly, "It's just a Zanpakto. There are other attributes I find about myself that are…more impressive."
Rukia's eyebrows rose and she gulped slightly, "Li-like what?"
Akira smirked and let a tongue slid across his lips. Silently he sheathed his Zanpakto and approached the younger Kuchiki. Rukia instinctively took a step back and found herself trapped between the wall and Akira. He stood uncomfortably close to her, pressing his chest into hers. Rukia could feel body heat radiating off of the handsome Captain. He leaned down and whispered in her ear and his voice dropped low and seductive.
"My…attributes are not something I talk about openly. If you like, I'd rather just show you…"
Rukia turned a hot shade of red. Her cheeks were as red as a traffic light. She knew for a fact there was hidden meaning in his words…a lustful hidden meaning. She stared up at him unsure of what to say. Cobalt eyes fused with twinkling sage-green ones.
"Captain Riichirou…" Rukia breathed nervously feeling his body get closer to her,
"You can call me Akira," The blonde whispered in her ear, Rukia shuddered helplessly when his warm breath tickled her neck. No man other than Gin had ever been this close to her before…it sent a pulse shooting through her belly. Rukia hesitated a bit scared to use the green-eyed Captain's given name. when in the work-place, Rukia wasn't even on a first name bases with anyone…including Gin. So what does that tell you?
"I…I don't really think that's professional Captain." Rukia finally said, trying desperately to keep her voice stern. Akira merely chuckled in her ear,
"I don't mind Rukia…" Akira whispered his voice like candy, "Especially when it's you whose saying my name…"
Rukia's knees clutched and Akira caught the poor girl just as she was sliding down the wall. He held her arms down at her side and pressed his muscular frame into her small, thin body.
"Careful…" He hummed, "I don't want you to get hurt..."
If that wasn't the lie of the century. Akiraactually wanted Rukia to get hurt, he wanted to be the one to inflict all the pain on her, and he wanted her to be flawless before he ravished her.
The younger Kuchiki merely nodded and shook violently. Slowly but surely she was becoming putty in Akira's cruel hands. He was manipulating her body…trying to confuse it…Her mind was thinking of Gin, she loved Gin…but her body was slowly being injected with essence of Akira. Her core was calling out for him. Her heart and mind were arguing with her body and temptation. Rukia didn't want to respond this way…it was the demon of lust playing games with her soul.
"I love Gin…" She thought, "I love Gin… I want to be with Gin…I love…Akira? No!"
Akira was smirking, he could tell by her trembling that Rukia was at war with herself. Her lack of experience with other men was rearing its ugly head. This was not good! Rukia had to get out of there and away from Akira before she did something that she would regret.
"Rukia…" Akira said, his voice soft and rich, "May I ask you something?"
"Um…um…sure…" Rukia stammered nervously as another pulse ripped between her legs at his sensuous voice.
Akira chuckled and said, "Are you always flushed?"
"No…"
"Hmmm…so what am I supposed to think Rukia? Are you having impure thoughts about me, because you only seem to blush when I'm around?"
Rukia's vision was going in and out…holy fuck…what the hell was going on here? "No…no…"
Akira seemed to get closer to her, "You're lying…"
He sighed and pulled away; Rukia exhaled deeply and stared up the blonde captain. She wanted an explanation as to what had just happened. Akira's green eyes shimmered, his plan had worked perfectly. He only needed to get close enough to Rukia to make her shiver with desire. He wasn't going to do anything else; instead he would wait for her to seek him out. It be an even sweeter victory to see Ichimaru's little woman come running to him for fast, hard fuck. It would mean he seduced his beloved Rukia from right under his nose. It was a cruel, devious thought that made Akira's cock harden. Once he was done with Rukia he would let her crawl back to Ichimaru…broken and reeking of another man. Would Gin take her back? It was anyone's guess really. Akira's evil plan would work either way. If he succeeded and Gin took her back, Akira would have driven a wedge between them that was so deep their relationship would never be the same. And if Gin didn't take Rukia back…well then, that was the end of that.
All Akira had to do was dangle a little temptation in Rukia's face and hoped she took the bait.
"Let's go Rukia," Akira said his voice no longer deep or seductive, but friendly and casual, "I want to get a head start on that paperwork."
Rukia nodded but didn't speak. She was still trying to figure out what had just occurred between her and Akira. Did…did he just come on to her? Was that…was that flirting just now? And worst of all, did Rukia respond to it? Sadly, yes, she did. Her panties were wet, that meant she had an attraction to the new Captain of Squad 9.
This was not good. Not good at all.
On a second-story balcony above, a figure was standing partially encased in shadows. He was glaring down at the captain of Squad 9 and Rukia as they left the small niche. He noted the blush on the girl's face. That figure was nonje other than Gin. He'd followed the two of them here to make sure Akira didn't try anything untoward to Rukia. Then he watched, rage seeping into his psyche, as she willing followed him into the tiny hiding place…only to emerge flushed and sloe-eyed. Gin clenched his fist in fury…
It was time he and Rukia had a little chat.
To Be Continued…
Wicked: Uh-oh…Gin is jealous and Akira is quiet a charlatan. Trying to break up this happy couple just for kicks? And then he has sadistic designs on Rukia... He's my kind of guy.
Lemony: Wicked, do you always have to root for the bad guy?
Wicked: Duh.
Awesome: Gin should whoop his ass from here to Lake Michigan in a New York minute! Fuck all that shit! Let the goddamned gloves come off! Ol' blondie needs to get stomped into the dirt! Fuck the bullshit!
Lemony: Well I hope you readers enjoyed this chappy and it was hastily written so please ignore the mistakes…REVIEW!