Lemony: *sleeping across Thinkin' mat* ZZZzZZZzzzzZZZZ….

Wicked: *arches eyebrow* Shouldn't we wake her up, Awesome?

Awesome: She's been spread out on that rug all day, leave her alone Wicked. Think about it, she's being quiet and not bothering either one of us.

Wicked: But what kind of big sister would I be if I didn't…torment her a bit? *evil grin*

Triplicity

Chapter 6: People Misbehaving!

After Akira left her room, Rukia lay back on her bed and stared up at the ceiling. The same annoying question kept bouncing out of control in her brain. Which captain did she want? Gin? Or Akira? At this point, there wasn't exactly a clear answer...at least, not to Rukia. Think about the two men for a moment; Akira was kind and attentive too...but he harbored dark lusts, if only Rukia knew that. Then there was Gin, although jealous and possessive, he loved Rukia. Truly loved her. Rukia reluctantly admitted to herself that she loved Gin as well. After all, those feelings weren't going to disappear overnight. However on the opposite end of the spectrum, Rukia's blossoming feelings for Akira were starting to take shape. Oh this was crazy!

As Rukia lay in her bed musing over her current circumstances, a thought crossed her mind. She'd teach Gin to behave even if it meant she wasn't with him. That man had to learn how to control his jealousy and work on his trust issues! He needed to be taught a lesson...

Quickly, Rukia leapt up from her bed and her eyes darted around the floor. She scowled when she saw Gin's large, bunched up robes still lying crinkly and wrinkled on the floor. She bent down and curled her fingers around the black fabric.

An awful, evil smile graced her features.

Both Gin and Akira would be in for a rude awakening...

~The Next Day~

At Dawn, the sun seemed reluctant to make an appearance but it rose proudly into the sky. The first rays of morning tiptoed across the Seireitei before running full-speed around the Soul Society. If the beautiful morning was any indication, one might think today was going to be a great day.

You'd also be out of your rabid-ass mind.

Today was going to be absolutely dreadful because everyone was plotting something!

Like at Squad 3 for example, Gin Ichimaru tiredly made his way to the barracks. He dragged his feet until he reached his office. Once inside the silver-haired man merely plopped down behind his desk and put his head down. Gin was tired as hell, emotionally drained, and irritable as fuck. He was just waiting for one dumb-ass to bother him today…after all, Shinso was just itching for some bloodshed. As badly as Gin wanted to beat someone's head in, it wouldn't help him get Rukia back. What could do to show her that he truly loved her? What could he possibly say to get Rukia back into his arms? What was the answer? How could he get Rukia back into arms, and more importantly, back into his bed. How could he get back into her heart? These questions and more buzzed around Gin's mind like angry bees.

As the fox-faced captain sat, practically brain-dead, there was a soft knock on his office door. Gin groaned and shifted in his chair. With a sigh he sat up, composed himself, straightened up, and put on his biggest smile.

"Come in." He called holding back the tiredness in his voice, Gin's office door slid open his eyes almost popped out of his skull at what he saw. Rukia was standing there. Oh God…Gin was not prepared for this…

Rukia stood in the doorway, looking stoically at her ex-lover. Her midnight eyes stayed locked on him without the slightest inkling of emotion, just emptiness. Gin stared back at her, unsure of what to say or what to do.

"Gin," Rukia said, her voice hard as steel, "We need to talk."

Without his mouth being able to form words, Gin merely nodded in agreement. Rukia sighed and slid the door shut behind her. Silently, she crossed the room and stood in front of Gin's desk. He got a good look at her; Rukia was wearing her standard Shinigami robes, but it was clear that she had taken some time with her appearance. Of course, the girl was beautiful on her own however she had applied light mascara to her lashes and bit of shiny lip-gloss to her mouth. Rukia didn't need much makeup, but it helped to accent her features. Gin took notice of this, but wasn't sure what to make of it.

Rukia sighed once more, "I don't have a lot of time, so I'll be quick about this-"

"How are you feeling?" Gin couldn't stop the words from escaping out of his mouth like convicts from a prison. Rukia kept her face neutral, she wasn't smiling or frowning. It was an indifferent, cold look that could make someone tremble.

"Fine." She answered shortly, although she wasn't in any psychical pain, Rukia's emotional scars were just starting to heal. "Look Gin, I just wanted to return your robes."

Rukia held out the neatly folded clothes to him. Hesitantly, he reached out and took them from her. For a brief moment, Gin felt the warmth of her hand. Oh how he missed her warmth…

"Thank you…"

Thank you? That was it? That was all Gin could say? Well honestly, he wanted to get down on his hands and knees and beg Rukia to forgive him!

Rukia's face remained unchanged as a tense silence filled the room. Gin swallowed reflexively, his mind was trying to come up with anything to say at this point…

"Do you…do you feel any better…?" He asked carefully, a flash crossed Rukia's eyes.

"No I don't." She answered a bit snappish, "You raped me and then left me. You accused me of adultery and took your frustrations out on my body because you're jealous. I didn't deserve that Gin…any of it."

Rukia continued softly, "How would you feel if I did that to you?"

Gin didn't answer. To be honest, he probably would have slit his wrists by now…

He didn't utter a word but his ex-lover stood there, solid as stone, wanting an answer. Gin was threatening to break down with every second that ticked by. Finally he found the courage to speak.

"I…I would have done the same thing you're doing…" Gin said lowering his head shamefully, "I don't blame you for leaving me…"

Rukia was unmoved by his sad words. She didn't give a shit anymore about Gin or their so-called past relationship. She'd gone to his office for two reasons: One, to return his robes. Rukia didn't want any traces of Gin anywhere near her. Two, she wanted to show Gin exactly what he'd be missing without having her by his side. And so far…Rukia's plan was working like a charm…

"You know Gin," Rukia began her voice taking on an even heavier tone, "We could talked about this. All of this. But you obviously didn't trust me enough to share exactly what you were feeling. I could have reassured you that my relationship with Akira is strictly professional, but no, you had to go state your claim like an animal in heat!"

Rukia continued, fighting the urge to scream in frustration, "We've been together for a whole year! You mean to tell me that you don't trust me yet, Gin? I've never done anything to betray your trust, did I?"

"No…" Gin answered lamely,

"So tell me why you felt the need to possess me over and over again!"

"Because I love you!" Gin finally shouted rising out of his chair, his voice full of emotion, "No other woman has turned my head since or before you, Rukia!"

"You say you love me but you don't show it, Gin!" Rukia thundered back, this time enraged, "I already told you, if raping me is your idea of 'love' then you need some serious fucking help!"

For a moment, the two stood in there in the middle of that office merely breathing heavily. Gin slumped his shoulders and planted both hands on his desk. This was slowly killing him. Rukia sighed once Gin bent over in defeat. She knew her point had broken through his thick skull and was now rattling around his head.

"Gin, I know you still love me…" Rukia said softly,

"I do…" The fox-faced captain uttered,

Rukia glared at him. "But you haven't learned how to tell me what you feel. If you can change, and show me that you've changed, maybe I'll take you back. But for now, we're not even friends. We're nothing."

Note the keyword Rukia choose to use was 'maybe'.

"I can change…" Gin whispered, "I will show you that I can be better…don't shut me out completely, Rukia…please…"

The younger Kuchiki's glare got even more intense. Rukia wanted to hate Gin. She really did. Her heart wouldn't let her do it. Once again, all the feelings she had for him wouldn't just disappear. Rukia didn't say another word; instead she spun and stormed out of his office. There were no words to even begin to describe every emotion she was feeling right now, and looking at Gin, the man she loved but wanted to hate so badly, was making Rukia twice as confused!

Gin took a deep breath and flopped backwards into his chair. This. Was. Crazy. However, it wasn't hopeless. The fox-faced captain really had a chance to win Rukia back…he'd just have to be very, very careful for the next few days.

Rukia said it the best, actions speak louder than words.

Rukia silently stomped her way across the Soul Society all the way to Squad 9. She hadn't forgotten that she'd made plans with Captain Riichirou to help him with his overdue paperwork. In fact, that was reason Rukia had taken time to work on her appearance. She wore just enough makeup be noticeable by Akira. Hopefully by the time they were finished with their work today, the blonde's head would be spinning for her. Rukia actually smirked at that idea. She wondered how Gin would respond if he knew just how close she planned on becoming to handsome captain. Rukia's smirk stretched, she figured Gin would probably flip his fucking lid, but that would just be further proof that he couldn't control himself.

Finally Rukia arrived at Squad 9.

She casually made her way through the barracks. It felt good to be able to walk around a fellow squad with fear of being accosted, like in Squad 3. Rukia remembered when she and Gin first started dating; she recalled walking through the barracks and all th members shooting her dirty looks and muttering unkind words under their breathes. All those times, Rukia felt she'd been placed under a microscope; whenever she went to Squad 3 she was always the center of attention. Truthfully, all the members of Squad 3 were wondering what was it about the Kuchiki Princess that made their captain lose his mind? Whatever it was, they were still trying to figure it out!

Rukia shook her head furiously and continued to make her way around Squad 9. It wasn't hard to get around, all the barracks were built the exact same way, it was just a matter of figuring out which way you were turning. In no time, she was standing outside Captain Riichirou's office. Rukia took a deep breath and asked herself did she really want to do this...

She raised her hand and knocked lightly.

"Who is it?" The girl heard Akira call, she gulped.

"Its me Captain, Liuentant Kuchiki...I'm here to help you with your paperwork."

Therewas a slight pause, and then Rukia could hear the trudge of his feet coming towards the door. Moments later, Akira slid the door open and gave Rukia his million dollar smile.

"Good morning Rukia, how are you?" He asked kindly, Rukia forced herself to smile.

"I'm fine, thank you Captain." She replied nicely, "Let's get started."

"An eager woman..." Akira hummed, the hidden meaning his words obvious, "I like that..."

Rukia hurriedly brushed past him and stepped inside his office. Akira lingered by the door for a moment, he was recieving curious stares from his subordinates. He let a toxic smirk slide across his features and he slowly closed the door.

Rukia stood in the middle of the room actually unsure of what she should do. Akira turned to her and smiled broadly. He actually made a humerous face when he noticed her spruced-up appearance.

"Hmm..." Akira thought, "Did she do this for me?"

Rukia was cute, sure, but when that girl took time to gussy up she looked good enough to eat. And Akira liked that. Very much. Her lips looked especially delicious with that shimmering gloss.

"Alright. Let's get started, shall we?" Akira said motioning to a chair sitting across from his own desk, Rukia silently took a seat and sat as if she was made of stone. The blonde captain smiled warmly as he sitauted himself behind his desk. He pushed a monsterious stack of paperwork onto the center of the table. Rukia arched an eyebrow and how much work it was. Goodness gracious, did Akira ever do his paperwork? That stack was probably as tall as Rukia! Akira saw the conern in her eyes and he chuckled.

"I told you I was having some trouble..." He snickered, Rukia blinked a few times, reached up, and took a sheet of paper off of the stack. Some trouble? That mountain of papers was nothing but big trouble! There was no doubt in Rukia's mind that Akira had leftover work that was months late!

"Well," Rukia sighed, "It's not gonna do itself..."

Within a few minutes they were both working silently, the only sound that could be heard was their pens scratching across the papers. From time to time, Akira would glance up and Rukia. He licked his lips; that girl was cute as hell when had that "focused" look on her face. Watching Rukia work doggedly was a huge turn on for Akira. Hmm...perhaps he could convice Jushiro and Head Captain Yammamoto to let the raven-haired girl join Sqaud 9, then Akira would have her great work ethics and her sweet, sweet pussy. Akira found himself grinning at that thought. Hard-working little sex kittens like Rukia running around Squad 9 doing paperwork and tending to his sexual needs? The blonde captain absolutely loved that idea!

In all of three hours, Akira and Rukia worked tirelessly to finish the overdue work. They'd successfully managed to take the gargantuan stack of documents, shift through them, organize them, and fill out each paper neatly.

Akira happily placed the final document on top of the stack and fell backwards into his chair, thoroughly exhausted. Rukia also slumped down a bit, finally relieved that they were finished, but nonetheless tired as hell.

The blonde captain huffed, "That...was...so unattractive..."

Rukia giggled at Akira's choice of words. It was then he stood and walked over the side of the desk. The younger Kuchiki's eyes followed him as he leaned his hip on the front of the desk.

"You know something, Rukia..." Akira began, "I don't know how I would have finished all this work by myself."

"It was nothing, Captain, really. I'm happy to help," Rukia replied quickly. Akira arched a sly eyebrow.

"Yeah, and I suppose you help the other captains all the time..." He hummed, his tone all-knowing. Rukia flushed a furious shade of fuschia! Akira merely chuckled at her embarrassed response. He knew she only agreed to help him because she found him attractive. Akira didn't give a damn, after all, a ton of women found him attractive. Rukia was no different. Akira would use his looks and his charms to get into her pants and then dispose of her like a piece of garbage.

Truthfully, Rukia had offered to help him because it was a sincere gesture...but she wouldn't lie to herself, Akira was a Greek God in Shinigami form. Rukia felt a bit...spoiled at having the handsome captain all to herself for a few hours...especially with way she was fighting with Gin. She needed a little positive male attention, was that so bad?

"I thought so..." He hummed sarcastically, "Listen Rukia, can I at least thank you for helping me?"

Rukia sat there, mouth agape. "That depends...what did you have in mind, Captain?"

Akira leaned down so that they were face to face. Rukia could feel his warm breath dance across the nape of her neck. Akira looked deeply into her eyes, those ivy green orbs became mesmerizing.

Gently, he took her hand.

"Allow me the pleasure of taking you out..." Akira purred, his voice falling to a silken tremor. Rukia couldn't surpress a shudder. She looked into his handsome face and those gripping green eyes. Rukia uttered one, tiny word:

"Yes..."

Somewhere inside of him, Angel-Akira had died and his inner devil was jumping with joy! The girl actually fell for it! She agreed to go out with him! That poor, stupid, foolish girl! She really had no idea what the fuck she was getting herself into! Ha!

Akira had to fight against laughing manically. Oh Rukia...poor, poor little Rukia...

Did she realize what she had just done?

To Be Continued...

Wicked: *snickers* Ohhhh Lemony! Wake up, imbecile!

Lemony:...GAH! *pops up off Thinkin' Mat* LORD BYRON, PLEASE DON'T TIE ME UP! I DON'T LIKE BEING RESTRAINED! *pants* *sweats*

Wicked&Awesome:...um...ok?

Lemony: Uh...*blushes furiously* *sheepishly rubs back of neck* Um...hehehehehe...hey guys...w-whats going on? *eyes shift nervously*

Awesome: We could ask you the same question. Who is Lord Byron? *folds arms*

Wicked: *arches eyebrow* And why were you tied up? *grins evilly*

Lemony: ...*blush gets hotter* I'll never tell...a-anyways, readers I hope you enjoyed the chappy! Akira is still being bad, Gin is still on the outs, and Rukia well...*shakes head* That's it for now guys!...REVIEW (and don't ask about Lord Byron cause I won't tell ya!)