All right, well since the last chapter was heavy with information this is going to be a very light one! Warning, this will be a very mushy wuvy kissy kissy chapter. This one will deal with relationships.

Oh and by the way, in a month and a half or so when I return from my photo journalism safari abroad...

...I will be writing a new fic titled Seducing Byakuya Kuchiki, it will be this story but through the eyes of Rukia and Byakuya, we will get into detail about the elder meeting, and Rukia's struggle on learning to cope with what she has to do with Byakuya. Byakuya doesnt want to be involved with her and she has to put her own discomfort aside to seduce him and convince him to sleep with her. It will by in omniscient point of view and begin from when the elders arrive at Ichigo's room but will end sooner than this fic, it will only go up to when Ichigo arrives to Soul Society and discovers Rukia pregnant. Although it will be connected to this story, it can be read independantly.

Well Anyway...presenting CHAPTER THIRTEEN!

Enjoy! And let me know what you think!


"Mr. Kuchiki, is that right?"

"Yes," said Byakuya in a monotone, he was in a gigai and wearing a black suit and a tie that was the same shade of gray as his eyes; he also wore reading glasses, which were Lieutenant Rangiku's idea, she said it would suit him with his undercover identity.

At the moment he was with a real estate agent looking for what would be his house for the next six to seven months. The young blonde woman seemed thrilled to be spending time with him, he had already said "This will do" to the last three houses but the woman insisted that they at least look at the next few on the list; that the houses would seem more to his taste.

The house they were in at the moment was a very spacious two story house, there were three chimneys, two bedrooms, a library, a mirrored room for exercising, three bathrooms, kitchen, dining room, mini theatre room, dance room, a study for him to finish his work, and a pool area with glass walls.

"Do you find this one to your liking?"

"This will do," he said stoically.

"Yes, it's very pretty isn't it, but don't you think you'll…be a bit lonely in such a big house all by yourself," said the woman seductively as she removed her glasses.

"The space is appropriate, my sister will be living with me; she will be giving birth to my son in five to six months, children need their space do you not think so?" Said Byakuya looking very serious; the woman was shocked but attempted not to show it.

"Why yes of course," she said smiling; she immediately took two steps away from him, "well that should be all then, credit or cash?"

"Cash," he said taking out a briefcase full of money; the woman looked as if she was about to faint.


Rukia and Ichigo were at the park, Rukia was lying back on the grass and Ichigo was sitting next to her reading a history book.

"You should have read that thing during vacation, not very wise of you to be reading it last minute," said Rukia looking up at the clouds, but Ichigo didn't reply; she expected a comeback and was a little worried that she didn't get one.

"What's wrong with you Ichigo? Are you even reading that book?" Asked Rukia.

"Of course I am," said Ichigo defensively.

"Then what is the chapter about? And don't look," said Rukia sitting up, she took the book from him, looked at it, and then back at him.

"I don't need to prove anything to you," said Ichigo crossing his arms over his chest.

"Come on, what's wrong do I have to punch the answer out of you?" Said Rukia rolling up the sleeve of her sweater. Ichigo ignored her and lied back on the grass.

"I know," said Ichigo; Rukia knew exactly what he was talking about.

"Yeah, I already knew you know."

"He told you didn't he?" Asked Ichigo looking at the clouds and still failing to look at her.

"Yes."

"When?"

"Last night."

"So that's where he needed to be," said Ichigo laughing to himself bitterly, "then I take it he also told you you're moving in with him."

"Yes. So what do you think about that?" Asked Rukia.

"What do you mean what do I think about it, it's none of my business, I don't care," he said simply; as soon as he said that he found both of his arms pinned on either side of his head, Rukia was on top of him straddling his waist and glaring down on him.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"What am I doing? What you should have done a long time ago that's what! I planned on being a lady and waiting but damn it Ichigo you make it difficult with you moping around about something that shouldn't even be that big of an issue!"

"What are you talking about?"

"About Byakuya! Yes we're having a baby together, and yes that baby just happens to be one of strongest beings in the planet! But what I feel for Byakuya could never compare to what I feel for you, to what I felt for you ever since I met you long before any of this crap happened!" He looked at her surprised; his eyes softened at the sight of her falling tears.

"Rukia."

"You shouldn't be so worried Ichigo. Trust me, trust me because I love you," she finally said; his eyes widened, "and I don't know if you feel the same, but I know it's pretty damn close, because you do…this, when you think either of us is not conscious," she said; she tilted her face closer to his and pressed her lips softly to his. She let go of his hands and placed them on his face. Immediately he closed his eyes and responded to her kiss, he flipped her over and hovered above her as he placed a hand on her waist while the other was beside her face supporting his weight.

He stopped and opened his eyes; he noticed the pink blush on her cheeks as she looked away a bit embarrassed. He cupped her chin gently and turned her to look at him.

"Yeah, I'm guessing it is pretty damn close to love," he smiled; smiling she punched his shoulder.

"Guessing? Pretty damn close?"

"Fine," he chuckled; then he looked into her eyes very seriously, " I love you Rukia," he said; he tilted his head down and captured her lips in a crushing kiss.


Orihime stood in front of Ishida's door and knocked; she held a picnic basket in her hand. The door opened and she immediately closed her eyes and launched herself at the person, kissing them on the lips and wrapping her arms around that person's neck. She heard a surprised gasp, and it didn't sound like Ishida, without opening her eyes she felt the person's shoulders and immediately noted that it was not him, this person was shorter, and slimmer. She opened her eyes fearfully and her fears were confirmed; she immediately let go.

"Captain Soi Fong please forgive me!" Said Orihime very embarrassed bowing. Soi Fong wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at the girl furiously.

"You better be grateful that wasn't my first kiss, otherwise you would be dead you foolish ryoka," said Soi Fong walking into the house; Orihime did the same.

"Uryuu you have a visitor!" Shouted Soi Fong as she and Orihime sat on separate couches in the living room.

"Uryuu? So you can call me by my first name but I cant call you Soi?" Said Ishida from inside the kitchen; then he walked into the living room and was a bit surprised to find Orihime there.

"Hello Orihime," he said blushing madly; Orihime blushed as well. Soi Fong rolled her eyes and left them alone.

"I…I was hoping we would… have a picnic by the beach," said Orihime as her cheeks turned pink.

"All right," said Ishida as scratching the back of his neck bashfully; he took her hand and they walked out of there together.


Ukitake, Hitsugaya, Rangiku, and Urahara were sitting in Urahara's shop having tea; a moment later Captain Soi Fong arrived breathing heavily.

"Captain Soi Fong, you have been late to our meetings a lot lately," said Ukitake.

"I'm sorry, I was busy," said Soi Fong.

"That's very unlike you captain Soi Fong, letting a boy interfere with your work," teased Rangiku; Soi Fong glared at her.

"I do not let anyone interfere with my work Lieutenant Rangiku," said Soi Fong annoyed.

"Getting back to business, we need to do something about the missing ones," said Ukitake.

"So you're really thinking what I'm thinking?" Asked Urahara.

"Yes, and if this is true we will be sending an expedition to Hueco Mundo soon," said Ukitake.


That night Ichigo and Rukia had just come out of a movie and walking towards the beach; once they reached the sand, Ichigo carried Rukia in his arms bridal style and she pretended to be bothered by it.

"I am perfectly capable of walking, Mr. Kurosaki," she teased.

"I am aware of that Miss Kuchiki, but as your hero it is my job to take care of you."

"As my hero? When did that happen?" She asked laughing.

"Well after the hundreds of times I have saved your life…I think you have officially become my damsel in distress," he said; she punched him playfully.

"That hurt you stupid midget!" she hit him harder than intended.

"Oh shut up and take it like a man," she scoffed; then she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him under the ear.

"I see the mood swings are beginning to kick in," he laughed; then Rukia started crying.

"Oh, god you know I didn't mean that right?" He said, unsure of how to apologize; then she started laughing.

"You should have seen the look on your face, you looked so guilty," said Rukia; Ichigo glared at her and laid her on the ground; then he lied next to her.

"You can be a bitch sometimes you know," said Ichigo annoyed; she smiled at him and pulled him by the collar of his shirt until his face was millimeters from hers.

"So. Now shut up and kiss me," she said; before complying he looked at her, her body bathing radiantly in the moonlight, he felt dazed for a moment, mesmerized by her stunning violet orbs; he snapped out of it when she grunted.

"So are you just gonna stare at me like that all night?!"

"Shut up can't you see I'm trying to admire your beauty?!"

"Well can't you admire it faster?!" She exclaimed; they looked at each other furiously for a moment but then broke into laughter. Ichigo was the first to stop, he looked her deeply in the eyes and waited until she stopped laughing to crush his lips to hers.


"Uryuu…" Orihime's thoughts and phrases were incoherent as Ishida's hands roamed her body fervently and his lips drew paths on her neck. She ran her hands through his hair as he hovered above her creating magic with his long skilled hands.

He froze suddenly when he felt Orihime's hand take his hand and place it over one of her voluptuous mounds. When she felt him hesitate she ground her hips against his to encourage him; he looked down at her surprised.

"Are you sure?" she didn't say anything, merely nodded, her warm eyes looking at him lovingly as she smiled.

"But, here? But won't others see?"

"Your house, please," she said arching into him; he grabbed her and they both ran out of there holding hands.


Renji and Byakuya were at Byakuya's new house; Byakuya was sitting by the table in his study finishing his paperwork; Renji was sitting in a couch in his study listening to music on an ipod and reading a manga.

Byakuya finished and walked out of there and into the kitchen for a glass of water. Renji shortly followed after him and helped himself to some milk from the fridge; he sat by the table and put his feet on the table. Byakuya glared at him as he drank the milk straight from the carton.

"Why are you still here lieutenant?" Byakuya asked a bit annoyed.

"You don't have any guards to care for your premises here Kuchiki-taicho; I am merely doing my job as your subordinate."

"I will guard this house on my own lieutenant, I assure you there is nothing for you to fret about, you may leave to you quarters," said Byakuya.

"Hai Kuchiki-taicho," said Renji bowing and he left our of there.


Soi Fong was inside her room attempting to finish her paperwork but to no avail. The loud thumps and moaning coming from the next room did not allow her to concentrate. She wanted to run in there and yell at them to shut up, but she didn't feel like interrupting anything…or running into images that she was trying to keep out of her mind at the moment.

She turned back to her paper and accidentally spilled ink when a frantic scream came from the ryoka girl next door. She growled frustrated and cleaned the ink spill with a towel. Every time she tried to write something images of Uryuu Ishida in all his glory popped into her head and she couldn't help but to blush or become a little agitated.

It bothered her even more knowing that the ryoka girl was with him, it couldn't be helped…was she jealous. Frustrated she jumped out the window with her paperwork and resumed to finishing her paperwork outside under the moonlight.


Ichigo was walking Rukia to her new home; surprisingly it was very close to his, only a twenty minute walk. They stood in front of the large house and both of their jaws dropped.

"Wow nii-sama really went all out on this didn't he?" Said Rukia impressed.

"Nii-sama? You still call him that?" He asked surprised; she glared at him, "well it doesn't surprise me that he bought this place, Byakuya is tied to the world of luxury," said Ichigo.

"Well, I really should go, I need to unpack," said Rukia turning to face Ichigo.

"Well it's a good thing he came to pick up your stuff while we were gone; he told my dad he was your brother," said Ichigo.

"Well, goodnight," said Rukia looking up at him a bit bashfully.

"Goodnight," said Ichigo; he leaned down and kissed her in earnest, wrapping his arms around her. She had to pull away because he had no signs of stopping anytime soon.

"See you tomorrow Ichigo," she smiled; she kissed him briefly on the cheek and then walked inside. He watched her as he left, and unlike the last couple of times, he didn't feel afraid about watching her leave.

Once inside Rukia walked to the living room and found Byakuya sitting on the couch flipping through a novel. Even though he knew she was there he did not turn to look at her, too interested in the novel. She had to grunt to get his attention.

"Nii-sama, could you please show me to my room?" Asked Rukia; he nodded and walked with her upstairs. Once inside Rukia noticed how beautiful it was, though it appeared to be strangely childish.

"Is this my room?" She asked a little confused.

"No, that will be the baby room, you will be staying with me."

"But nii-sama."

"You do not need to worry about that Rukia," he said, and they walked to the other room; there were two large beds there; she felt a sense of relief, but also a sense of disappointment.

"I will be reading downstairs," he said leaving the room, but then he paused, "Rukia, I am aware of your relationship with Kurosaki, but to me the life of my heir comes first. You are weak, be expecting a reiatsu transfer one of these nights," he said stoically, never turning to look at her; then he left the room.

Rukia sat on the bed, she didn't know what to do, she loved Ichigo, but she knew that as long as this child was inside of her, she would have to be intimate with Byakuya. And what made things worse was that…she wasn't so sure she hated that idea, her body longed for him, for his smell, his touch. Was it possible? Was it possible to love two men at the same time?


Ishida and Orihime were inside Ishida's room and lying on his bed. Orihime was fast asleep tangled in the bed sheets, Ishida embraced the bare girl next to him and glided his hand along the silky skin of her back. He smiled, he was the first man in her life; it had been very clear during their lovemaking, he was the first to know the texture and taste of her flawless skin. He put on his boxers and walked out of the room and into the kitchen for a glass of water. Once there he saw Soi Fong sitting by the table; resting her head on a stack of papers on the table, fast asleep. He drank some water and the walked over and tapped on her shoulder.

"Soi, you should probably go to your room before you fall off the chair," he said; suddenly a half asleep Soi Fang rose her head up, pulled his face down to hers and kissed him passionately; his eyes widened in surprise, and coming to her senses she finally let go of him.

"I'm sorry," she said very carelessly; she grabbed the stack of papers and left to her room. Ishida looked very confused, he blinked a couple of times and then went back to his room to join Orihime in bed.