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This chapter kind of just happened. I had planned this to be a four chapter, short story but I don't think that's going to happen. I hope you guys enjoy it and I look forward to your reviews. Thanks for the love.

Chapter three: Beyond the Door

Ichigo closed the door behind him, a slight smile crossing his full lips.

He couldn't believe she threw a pillow, but more than that, he threw it back.

"What am I doing?" Ichigo asked himself leaning against the wall, his gaze lifting towards the ceiling.

"If she doesn't stop tempting me- I might loss control.." Ichigo sighed with a frown, he didn't want to do that; not to the very person he had saved. He neither could stay away or stay at her side, it was too dangerous being at her side. He knew that.

He knew that all too well, but being around her was intoxicating; the sound of her voice, the scent of her hair, even the rebellious look which shined in her violet orbs drove him wild.

He wanted more than to taste the sweet nectar of her blood.

"Ichigo, are you blushing?" Kon asked an inquisitive look crossing his round lion face.

"Shut up, I'm not!" Ichigo snapped dryly pushing himself off the wall an walking past the stuffed lion who simply gawked at him.

Rukia eased the bedroom door open peering out into the dark hall, it was empty.

This was her chance. She slipped out the room and crept through the house, the floor boards creaking softly under her feet. She stopped short, her ears perking to the sound of what sounded like whimpering. Rukia followed the sound past the staircase, stopping at the end of the gray hall.

A door stood just ahead of her; ajar, Rukia reached out and slowly pushed it open. It creaked loudly on it's hinges making Rukia pause. The whimpering stopped, whoever was behind this door heard her, she took a deep breath and stepped into the large dark room.

The scent of rosemary greeting her, soft candle light illuminating the dark blue walls. The floor was a cold ebony wood, everything blanketed in white dust covers, everything but one thing. A solid timber coffin. It stood in the center of the room; the hinged lid stood open, royal blue silk lining the inside of the coffin.

Rukia stopped short, noticing a figure laying within it. "Oh, Rukia, it's only you," Kon said stepping out from behind the mahogany colored coffin. He quickly wiped his beady eyes and smiled up at her.

"Is that you in there?" Rukia asked stepping up to the coffin.

"..It is," Kon replied climbing the coffin to peer down at himself.

"It must be weird." Rukia muttered glancing at the stuffed lion. He sat on the edge of the coffin gazing down at his still body, only nodding at Rukia's statement. Rukia turned her gaze back to the body, he was almost as sexy as Ichigo. He was tall, Rukia could tell that just by looking at him. His sleeping form was toned, his porcelain skin glowing softly from the candle light. His honey brown hair a mess around his face.

Rukia reached out a hand, her fingers itching to touch him. He was like a forbidden vase she wasn't allowed to touch. Her fingers just grazing his prominent cheekbone, his skin smooth to the touch and unexpectedly warm. She imagined he'd be as cold as a corpse.

Kon gasped sofly beside her making her jerk her hand away. Her gaze turning towards his, "..did you feel that?" Rukia questioned in wonder.

Kon nodded, "..Yea," he uttered his hand touching his plushy lion face. Rukia looked back at his still human- no vampire form, he looked so innocent; his face serene, his full lips almost curving into a smile.

"How long have you been- like this?" Rukia asked softly

"A little over a decade," Kon said his voice lacking any emotion his gaze never leaving his sleeping form.

"I'm sorry your like this.." Rukia muttered patting Kon on the head before slipping out the room.

Rukia raked her hand through her raven colored hair as she headed down stairs, she couldn't imagine being in Kon's shoes. It had to be horrible, there was no words she could think of that would or even could describe his suffering. He was trapped within the body of a stuffed lion..

Rukia frowned shaking the thoughts from her head, she needed to remember these guys were blood thirsty vampire's not humans with souls or hearts. This sympathy wasn't good for her.

Rukia stopped at the front door glancing over her shoulder real quick just to make sure no one was coming to stop her.

She reached out, her fingers closing around the cool brass door knob, turning it. It was locked, her eyes wandered up the door finding a dead bolt which required a key, a key she didn't have..

"Damn it," Rukia uttered, as her stomach growled loudly, she hadn't realized just how hungry she was till now. Rukia touched her stomach and wandered to the kitchen to find something to eat. She hadn't wandered the house before, wasn't strong enough to do so but finally she was, though her arm still pained her.

Rukia pulled the fridge open her eyes widening in shock and disgust, her lip lifting at the corner, as she looked in. The shelves were stacked with bags of blood; a jug of milk a package of bacon, and a carton of eggs were also stuffed in the large fridge.

Rukia froze noticing a shadow fall over her, she quickly stood upright reaching for her zanpakuto her fingers grasping at the empty air. She jerked her gaze down realizing she didn't have it. She had nearly forgot, Ichigo had took her zanpakuto, after she tried to attack him in his own house.

She cursed under her breath and spun around to see a girl standing before her. She looked around thirteen, her black hair pulled back into a ponytail, her gray eyes watching Rukia suspiciously. "Who are you, and what are you doing?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest with a frown.

Rukia opened her mouth to reply when a slightly shorter girl came up behind her. She was carrying a grocery bag in one hand. "Were you hungry?" the shorter one asked kindly. She had deep gentle brown orbs her light brown hair pulled back in two low pigtails.

"Yuzu?" The taller one gasped at her sister with a questionable look. Yuzu simply smiled at her sister and turned to switch the kitchen light on. Rukia watched in amazement as she went to work fixing their dinner. Her sister watching Rukia closely, her arms folded over her chest, "I don't trust you." She said in a flat tone.

"Karin, don't be so mean," Yuzu called from the kitchen.

"What, how can you say that! We dont know this person, she could be a hunter for all we know. I bet shes a hunter," Karin murmured leering at Rukia again.

"Ichigo would't help a hunter, there's no way." Yuzu said sitting a plate of food down in-front of Rukia who fidgeted nervously in her seat. She gasped jerking forward in her chair to admire the young girls handy work.

"Ammazing!" Rukia gawked.

"Thank you," Yuzu smiled happily.

Karin sighed resting her chin on the palm of her hand, "It's pointless," she muttered.

"So what's your name?" Yuzu asked after she sat everyone a plate.

"Oh I'm sorry, how rude of me. I'm Rukia Kuchiki, it's nice to meet you both." Rukia said in her softest voice forcing a smile.

"I'm Yuzu kurosaki and Miss. sour face over there is my twin sister, Karin, we're Ichigo's sisters." Yuzu said smiling across the table at her sister who shoot her a strange look.

"Where's Ichigo, he knows we come by around time every week to check on him." Karin said stiffly turning her gaze on Rukia who was busy stuffing her face.

Rukia swallowed her food, she was sure she saw a flash of fangs and knew she needed to tread carefully with this one. "I don't know exactly," Rukia proclaim dabbing at her face with a napkin.

Karin squinted at her, "no way, theres just no way a shrimp like you could have..." She trailed off turning her attention on her steaming plate of curry.

"...Shrimp?" Rukia uttered slightly irritated.

"Well where ever he is I hope he gets back soon, his dinner will be cold." Yuzu said sadly looking at his empty seat.

After dinner, Yuzu rushed about cleaning the table off, "I'll help," Rukia offered lifting her empty plate.

"It's okay, you're Ichigo's guest." Yuzu said pulling the plate from Rukia's hands and rushing to the Kitchen.

Rukia turned and headed to the front door with a smirk, she could escape. The door was clearly unlocked since Ichigo's sisters had came in.

"Where are you going, Rukia, I still have questions to ask you," Karin called sharply from behind Rukia.

Rukia sighed dropping her hand, forcing a smile she turned to face the child, "yes, what is it Karin?"Rukia said in her softest voice, when she heard Yuzu squeal.

"Oh Bostov!" Yuzu called rushing over to Kon who froze at the stairs as the girl lifted him up. "What are you doing there on the floor?" She asked wiping him off, "I brought you a new dress," she told Kon, who was acting stiff- like he really was a stuffed toy.

"..Bostov?" Rukia muttered in question arching a brow.

Karin tunred away from Rukia, "it's a boy, Yuzu!" she called to her sister.

Rukia smiled and turned to make her escape when the door flung open, Ichigo stood in the doorway his golden brown orbs locking in on Rukia.

"What are you doing out of bed?" He asked looking her over.

"Ichigo!" Yuzu called rushing towards them, she was holding Kon in her arms dressed in a frilly floral dress. Ichigo fought back a laugh, his lips threatening to pull into a smile. Rukia didn't bother to hide her smile as she looked on at the perverted Kon, yeah he kind of deserved that, after throwing himself against her chest.. The pervert.

"Where were you, Ichigo?" Karin asked pressing her hands to her hips, "we got here expecting to see you and instead we find a human ramaging through your fridge." Karin said glancing at Rukia a quick moment.

Rukia leered at the girl her cheeks heating up, "I was hungry," Rukia stated lowly.

"I didn't tell you to come by, I told you I don't.." he trailed off watching Yuzu's cheerful expression fall. He sighed raking a hand through his spiky orange hair. "It doesn't matter, I'm here aren't I," he said stepping in an closing the door behind him.

Karin sighed, "whatever," she muttered and headed to the living room to watch some TV.

"Rukia, go back to the room, I'll be there to change your bandages once the girls go home." He said softly giving her a stern look. Rukia opened her mouth about to protest then shut it and decided to simply oblige him. She couldn't leave anyway, she still didn't have her sword. She couldn't leave without that.

Renji stood tall his gaze sweeping over the thousands of roof tops, the cool summer breeze whipping his long crimson hair back.

"Rukia," he muttered aloud, he could feel her spiritual pressure again it wasn't strong but it was there.

A soft smile spread over his lips, she was alive.

He felt the tightness his chest loosen, he didn't have to worry now, he knew she was okay where ever she was. She was alive.

Her spiritual pressure told him that. "I'm coming Rukia, I'm going to bring you home.." Renji said a loud his deep brown orbs lifting towards the starry sky.