Lemony: Alright readers, no need to go crazy. I am updating. The reason why I took so long to update is because I have a bad case of sinusitis and I've been stuck in bed for the past week and a half. But I'm feeling much better.

Wicked: You're feeling better? Well that's just dandy because I feel absolutely terrible! Oh God and bother, my aching head. *rubs temples* I wish Awesome would stop screaming at the television.

Awesome: *screaming as loud as I fucking can into my PS3 communicator* I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL BLOW YOUR PUNK-ASS TO KINGDOM COME! SAY SOMETHING ELSE STUPID TO ME!

Lemony&Wicked: *shakes heads*

Wicked: Awesome and those abysmal video games are giving me a bloody migraine.

Awesome: BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP AND GO PLAY WITH MATCHES OR SOMETHING! *still playing*

Triplicity

Chapter 8: Slowly Coming Undone!

Gin was starting to lose his mind! He needed to talk to Rukia! Fast! Right after Akira left, the silver-haired captain started pacing his office, with his hands clasped behind his back, deep in thought. There was no way Rukia would believe anything he said about Akira. Gin was caught between a rock and a fucked up situation! What was he going to do? How was he supposed to protect Rukia when she didn't want to be within ten feet of him?

Gin inhaled sharply.

No matter what happed he would not allow Akira to lay a finger on her, and if that meant Rukia would never speak to him again, well then…so be it. The fox-faced man didn't have the heart to see her get hurt again; he'd help her as much as he could, even if it meant Gin was pushing her away.

He sighed and sat down behind his desk. Whatever Gin was going to do, it needed to happen fast.

Meanwhile, Akira skipped from Gin's office feeling as if he'd just won the lottery. Getting to that silver-haired nitwit was so gratifying. As he left Squad 3, Akira quietly hummed happily to himself thinking of how much fun he was going to have with little Rukia. Oh, he had so much planning to do! First, he'd find a way to get Rukia on her knees, pulling and yanking her black locks until she cried out around his cock and swallowing his cum…yes…Akira could see it now…that would be a wonderful way to start. Maybe then he would drag her by her hair into his bedroom, shut the door, and have his wicked way with her…whether she wanted it or not.

After all, you don't tell Akira Riichirou no. Bad things happened to people who did. Akira grinned as his dark fantasy played out in his mind; this was going to be oh-so amusing...

All the way on the other side of the Soul Society, Rukia was uncharacteristically biting her nails nervously. She hadn't heard any loud crashes or explosions in the past two hours, so she figured Gin and Akira hadn't killed each other. Although, if that was true, why did she feel so anxious? They hadn't come to blows. That was a good thing. Right? No, it wasn't alright! Because that meant they both lived to die another day, so to speak. Yes, Rukia knew they managed to avoid a fight this time but what about the next time?

Rukia's thoughts then turned to Gin.

It must've been hell for him to sit in the same room as Akira, let alone carry on a civilized conversation. She realized that apparently Gin had some self-control. He managed to restrain his jealousy long enough to even look at that blonde captain of squad 9. Coupled with Gin's attempt to see how she was doing, it was clear to Rukia that he still cared.

The raven-haired girl plopped down on her bed and looked up at the ceiling as if it held the answers to all of her problems.

"Maybe agreeing to go out with Akira was a bad idea…" She thought,

Oh, Rukia didn't know how right she was. Consequently, she still wanted Gin to learn his lesson before she opened up any doors of forgiveness. You know that old saying "I have no regrets"? Well, Rukia certainly couldn't say that...

~One Week Later~

Luckily, Rukia was relieved from her duties at Squad 9 and was able to return to Squad 13. Her week as a substitute officer didn't go smoothly; her constant closeness to Captain Riichirou was beginning to unnerve her and Akira's not-so-subtle advances didn't help either. Sure, she'd agreed to go out with him, but from time to time Rukia would look into his eyes and see something…

She wasn't quite sure what that "something" was; all Rukia knew was that it scared the hell out of her. Akira's beautiful green eyes would go from dazzling to dark whenever he looked at her. Those green orbs were mocking everyone around the blonde captain.

"I know something you don't…" His eyes would sing whenever Akira looked at Rukia. He couldn't help it. It was all just too easy. It was too easy to drive a wedge between Rukia and her silver-haired lover. It was too easy to attract Rukia to him. And it was too easy to fool everyone around him. Akira was plotting bastard and he knew it, the problem was, no one else knew that and the one person who did, aka Gin, couldn't do a damn thing about it.

Thankfully, Akira wasn't the only man Rukia noticed.

Every once in while she would see Gin around the Soul Society. He was never doing much; usually the fox-faced captain was just walking by.

"Good morning Rukia," Gin would say distantly as they passed each other , Rukia would try not to look up at him but she would stare into his angular face. She would see those sparks of red in his narrowed eyes and she wondered what exactly was going through his head. It was always difficult to tell what the silver-haired captain was thinking, but now it seemed nearly impossible, even for Rukia. Gin had become more reserved and aloof in the time that they had been apart. Was he even upset that they weren't together? It was hard to say. Did he think about her at all? That remained unclear.

While mulling over all of that, Rukia hesitantly admitted to herself that she actually missed Gin. She missed hearing him call her "little rabbit". She missed him wrapping his long arms around her. Above all, she missed sharing a bed with him. At night, Rukia's bedroom was a lonely prison cell without Gin and it was starting to get to her...

"Good morning, Gin-…I mean, Captain Ichimaru," Rukia would reply, Gin would simply nod his head and keep it moving. That was so unlike him; the fox-faced man used to love making small talk with everyone he greeted, he especially enjoyed making them feel uncomfortable, but recently he didn't talk to anyone. Gin had become as cold and hard as a hypodermic needle, even to Rukia! It's not that the fox-faced man meant anything bad by it; he simply refused to let his irrational emotions ruin her life any further.

If you think about it, letting his emotions run wild is what got him in this into situation to begin with. So, Gin detached himself from all feeling whatsoever with the hopes that, with or without Rukia, he would never get roped into anything like this ever again.

So as the week dragged on, those two merely walked by each other, saying nothing more than good morning, and then going about their business. However, inwardly Gin and Rukia were crying out for each other…

Rukia and Gin weren't the only people running into each other. The silver-haired man would also see Akira around the Soul Society. Because of their captaincies, both of them were forced to acknowledge one another. Neither Gin nor Akira was willing to communicate with the latter any longer than necessary. Rumors began to spread around the Soul Society about those two. Some would say Akira was scared stiff of saying anything untoward to Gin. On the other hand, some people believed that Gin was keeping himself on a short leash for Rukia's sake. That last one was very true, the only reason Akira was still breathing was because Gin wanted to show Rukia that he really could control himself…

This was getting out of control and everyone was slowly coming undone. Gin was sick with worry, Akira was getting impatient, and Rukia found herself trapped between her head and her heart.

Now, today was Friday and all the Squads were finishing up their work for the day. Rukia was busily filling out paperwork in Captain Ukitake's office. The white-haired gentleman unfortunately was being held at Squad 4 due to illness once again so Rukia was left in charge. She noticed a small stack of documents sitting neatly on her captain's desk; there was a brown clasp holding them together and a tab with the number 3 on it.

Rukia sighed.

She knew those documents needed to be taken to Squad 3, and it was her duty as a Liuetenant to deliver them.

Rukia was going to be alone with Gin. The younger Kuchiki steeled herself; now she was ready to talk to him...

To Be Continued…

Lemony: Yeah, yeah, I know I'm an evil woman. Can you blame me? I enjoy teasing you little reader people a bit too much sometimes! *grins* BTW, this chapter was written in a hurry so please ignore the mistakes.

Wicked: Awesome…please, I'm begging you, stop yelling…whatever it is that you are playing cannot be that serious…*puts hands over ears*…

Awesome: SHUT THE HELL UP! *still playing*

Lemony: Ok…Oh! And I almost forgot, I'm so proud to announce that Akira Riichirou has won the Doctorjaws Award for Most Despicable Character!

Awesome: THAT'S WHAT'S UP!

Lemony: Thanks sis.

Awesome: Huh? I wasn't talking to you! I WAS TALKING TO THIS BASTARD ONLINE WHO IS ABOUT TO GET HIS SORRY ASS HANDED TO HIM!

Wicked: Oh God…my eardrums are going to explode. This is the last straw, Awesome I'm calling your anger management counselor.

Awesome: I WILL PUNCH YOU IN THE FUCKING THROAT IF YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT CALLING THAT WITCH! I'M NOT ANGRY DAMMIT! I'M TRYING TO PLAY! *yells into communicator* ANY LAST WORDS BEFORE I DESTROY YOUR ASS?

Wicked: This is not normal...

Lemony: *rolls eyes* I don't wanna have anything to do with this ok, I hope ya' readers enjoyed…REVIEW!