AN: Hey, so I'm sorry I didn't post this last week, I posted Virgin Diaries instead and I didn't feel like continuing onto this. I don't really know how I feel about this chapter, it's like the building bridge to the climax and then wrapup for the story. I'd give it at most 10 more chapters then I'm done. There isn't much going on in this chapter besides the party and Ichigo experimenting with the aphrodisiac before the lemon. I really wanted to put a lemon in here because it becomes intense but I thought it was too soon. I estimate there will be about 5 more full lemons :3 idk.

Oh and this kinda explains why Rukia was so submissive to him in the beginning of the fic :D It's all coming together now!

Yeah, idk... enjoy!

Disclaimer: Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Ichigo had gotten to Grimmjow's at a quarter past seven, pizza-less much to Grimm's annoyance. Well that is he would have felt annoyed if Grimm were anywhere to be found. Nel was the one to greet him at the door right when she was about to leave to go out. The asshole, he pretty much begs him to be here and he wont even acknowledge his presence?

Though in a way he was appreciative of the blatant disregard because he didn't bump into the turquoise haired lunatic. He would be able to get out faster if the party got to be too much without the bastard breathing down his neck and trying to get him to be his partner in crime, which never ended well.

Once Ichigo got inside the house he wasn't taken aback even a little bit. He was used to parties like this, not that he ever liked them. He went though because they were something to do and were a good distraction. Not to mention they were a nice place to meet women for a quick fuck with no strings attached. That wasn't the goal today, but it was a long time ago. He only ever fell that deep once, and it was a huge mistake.

His past was a mistake but being with those women seemed to be the only solution. He needed to distance his relationship with Rukia so that his feelings could go away. That obviously didn't work.

Now he would only be with one woman, think of one woman, see one woman. That woman was stubborn and their indiscretion was considered taboo. Not that he cared but sadly that feeling was not mutual.

So far, Renji, Shuuhei, Kaien, Toshiro and Keigo were there when he got there, Ulquiorra was probably in his room avoiding the party like usual. Chad and Ishida came at around 8 when the party really started going. He guessed that most of them came over after leaving the beach.

A few of Grimm's other friends were there too, guys he didn't care to remember who was who. They seemed like assholes anyway as they pretty much had sex with the women at the party in front of everyone when they danced. And were there a lot of women.

"Why am I here?" Ishida complained for the nth time. He was sitting adjacent to Ichigo on the breakfast bar in the kitchen. Chad next to him, Toshiro standing by the door with a scowl that could rival Ichigo's, and Kaien next to Ichigo.

"I don't know, why are you?" Ichigo replied uninterestedly, his arm propped on the table with his chin resting lazily in his palm. He got not so nice hand gesture back as the dark-haired male's glasses glared from the light.

When he got inside the house he went straight to the kitchen to get some quiet, finding most of the guys in there too. The living room was pretty much a jungle. Nothing in there interested Ichigo even a little bit.

Renji was already passed out on the couch after taking a round of shots with the other people at the party. The guy never really could handle his liquor. When she got back, Nel assured them she'd get him situated-so he wasn't too worried about his friend getting sat on. While Shuuhei was god knows where, probably off finding another woman to put under his spell.

There were girls of all different types even nationalities. The music was booming, battling with the loud TVs set on what looked like video games that some random guys played while some blonde girls with extremely reveling clothes sat on their laps. Luckily, the furniture was scattered. Nel must have put away the valuables since there was no broken glass anywhere even with how wild the party was going.

Speaking of girls, Keigo was flouncing around the party trying his hardest to get some. Usually he was a bit smarter to do it after the women got really hammered and they wouldn't be able to differentiate what was in front of them. Keigo was probably too excited because the girls were a little more wild than usual.

"Hey it's not so bad." Kaien came up patting Ichigo on the back and giving an assuring smile to the group of unimpressed guys.

"I'm not so sure why I was drug here neither. I thought you were taking me home Shiba-san?" Toshiro questioned icily and giving Kaien one of his best glares.

"Hehe." Kaien put up his hands as he sweat dropped. "Blame Grimm, he threatened me if I didn't come."

"I hardly find Jaggerjagues to be a threat to anyone but himself. From what I heard he's been in his room the whole time switching girls like they were on a conveyor belt." Toshiro sighed tiredly. "He won't be able to do much when he finds out it hurts to sit, pee, probably even walk." Ichigo laughed a bit at that cause it was the truth.

"Hey where the hell did you guys go?" The door to the kitchen slammed open and in wobbled a delirious Renji, his hair in all different directions and his eyes bloodshot. Nel must have not remembered to move him.

Looking at Renji's clothes he realized they all where wearing their swim trunks from earlier, Renji being the only one to not put a shirt on shown in the pink sharpie outline of his tattoos and inappropriate doodles.

"Close the fucking door." Ichigo groaned, the noise was starting to rattle his brain. To somehow slow the torment a bit, Ichigo got up and picked up a beer from the large metal basin on the opposite counter. "Anyone want one?"

Once the drinks were passed, the night really started to round. After much complaining, and Renji passing out again on the floor, Kaien acquiesced to taking them all home. Kaien struggling to lug Renji out the door as Toshiro frowned impatiently. He said his way of 'helping' wouldn't make Renji happy, so he just stood by. This all happened around 10. Ichigo guessed Shuuhei would take Keigo home or something.

"Ichigo, how much longer are you planning on staying here?" Chad asked, one of the few words he spoke the whole night. His deep voice bellowing in the kitchen and rousing Ichigo a bit.

He wasn't surprised, Chad never really like parties. He just went incase something bad went down.

"Until I don't feel like rampaging to go get my sister." Ichigo replied rubbing his temples, his headache still lingering.

"What do you mean Kurosaki, didn't you say she could leave?" Ichigo took a sip of his beer and gave Ishida a deadpanned look.

"Let me guess, she told you that?" Ichigo laughed despite himself.

"No a talking monkey told me." Sarcasm dripping from his pores, Ishida sighed, and took the last sip of his own beer. Not really liking the taste but needing something to keep his mind at ease from the party. He was only there to watch out for Ichigo, they were cousins after all.

Be it by marriage, Ichigo's mother Masaki was his father's cousin. Ichigo doesn't know this and Uryuu wasn't too partial to tell him. Like Chad, he just felt the need to watch out for his reckless friend. Maybe it was because of familial morality or maybe because a very miniscule speck of himself enjoyed the guy's personality that was similar to his own.

"I wouldn't be surprised, knowing you Ishida. Those stuffed animals you knit have to be your only friends. " Ichigo smirked and took another swig of his drink. "It only took time for you to believe they talked."

"Har har har, Kurosaki. What time are you playing, and how many tomatoes should I bring?" Ishida chuckled to himself. He would admit he found the guy enjoyable at times.

Thirty minutes later, Ichigo found himself alone in the kitchen, every once in a while some party goers would come in to get a drink. The next one drunker than the last. Ishida and Chad left, Chad with a nod and goodbye while Ishida didn't even acknowledge his presence. Maybe because he told him to break his sewing needles up his ass before he talks about other people problems. Whatever, Ichigo wasn't in the mood for a pity party or to make nice with Mr. I'm-A-Master-At-Patronizing.

Ichigo wanted to get a little more to drink so that he got a buzz, nothing too much where he couldn't drive but something to put him at ease. He told them he was going to leave soon after.

He wasn't exactly sure what he was going to do about Rukia, at least not how to go about it. He'd probably think up something when he got home.

Not much time after Ishida and Chad left, did an unwanted guest come to bother. Ichigo ran his fingers through his hair, as was habit when annoyed, to notice the woman smiling at him by the beers. He was so into his thoughts he didn't even notice her come in. He groaned inwardly and squeezed his eyes shut hoping the alcohol was making him see things.

No such luck.

She walked up to him slowly yet sensually , which gave enough time for him to read his beer bottle 3 times before hearing her voice. "So Ichi, are you sure you really don't want to go out with me?" Senna questioned, the same question she always asked. Her voice dark and sultry.

"I'm sure." Ichigo replied, still not bothering to look up from his drink until she placed a hand on his thigh.

"C'mon Ichi, let's go upstairs." Senna purred. The girl started stroking his leg so he, as politely as he could, took her hand off and looked up to her as she stood, after he threw back another beer.

Senna wasn't wearing anything more modest than the other girls at the party, garbed in a black halter top and a really short pink leather skirt. Unlike her usual ponytail, her purple hair was down and her ocher eyes danced as she tried her best to seduce him as always, not visibly bothered by him moving her hand.

"Don't you have something better to do?" Ichigo asked her gruffly, turning away and not even bothering to look at her as he opened another bottle of beer. It took a lot to get him drunk so he didn't worry about having so many. He could thank his father for that since he was the one who taught him how to hold his liquor.

Senna's smile turned a little bit sour and she flipped her hair with a scoff. She wasn't used to guys not wanting to be with her. She was of course the head cheerleader of Karakura Academy and she was pretty damn sure her looks were more than alluring. Just a bat of her eyes and she could make a man putty in her hands. Ichigo seemed to be the first conquest she couldn't get, at least not the way she wanted him. He was the best looking guy at Karakura, every time she saw him she never questioned why and his smart bad boy persona was a plus. Even looking tired and annoyed, he was still a very fine specimen. His unruly hair fell in his face, over his eyes as he looked down, or spiked around his head. His eyes were a deep brown at the moment and they seemed to pierce and make her melt. His perfect lips just begging to be kissed.

People passed in and out the area getting liquor of their own to get hammered with.

"Why so gruff Ichi? You were okay being with me last time." Senna said, bringing up the exact thing he regretted from his first and last time getting laid at parties.

If you figured it out, give yourself a pat on the back. You win no reward.

Senna smirked suggestively at the handsome man. It almost didn't matter if he dumped her the next day so long as she got a round 2. Round 1 was the best she ever had, to the point where she passed out quickly into it from the pleasure. He didn't seem too happy about that but she's sure she'll get better, she wouldn't be able to give this up.

Ichigo sighed deeply as he ran his fingers through his hair irritatedly. The music seemed to muffle in the kitchen so they were able to talk without yelling. "I was drunk that night remember? I wasn't enough though that I specifically told you, it was just a one night thing." He turned his head to look at her, his eyes begging for mercy. "I thought you understood that."

Senna's eyes darkened and her sickly sweet smile finally turned into a frown. "You took my virginity Ichigo! How do you think that makes me feel? Huh? I told you I loved you!" She started yelling and getting frantic.

"Senna." Ichigo turned away from her, already heard this tangent before. It was hard for him to believe that she was a virgin from what the guys said about her before they got together that night 4 months ago, but, then again he was really drunk, it was dark. Hell if he knew she was telling the truth or not.

"I thought what we had was special Ichigo!"

"Senna." He groaned.

The girl started getting emotional and tears started to form in her eyes. One of her tactics she used every time he was ready to leave her presence. "I know you love me Ichigo! I can make you love me!"

Ichigo closed his eyes tight as the girl started to cling to him. It was fair to say he was about ready to go home.

"Oh there you are Ichigo~!" A high-pitched feminine voice called from behind him.

'Could this situation get any worse? Isn't one girl enough?' Ichigo groaned yet again, his head starting to pound. The beer was not helping.

Hearing the other woman, Senna somehow got herself together quickly. Tears long forgotten. Ichigo wasn't surprised.

Ichigo turned to look behind him with a slight huff. "What do you need?" His face showed no interest but this conversation seemed better than the alternative one with the girl next to him.

Standing at the door was a classmate by the name of Riruka. Since the door was left open, the sound from the main room was amplified causing Ichigo to slightly cringe. She had long magenta hair pulled in twin pigtails and matching eyes. Her clothing was a lot less scandalous than the other girls at the party but not at all modest. What Ichigo didn't know was that she was the head of his fan club, which she took great pride in, though he did know she was class president. She was wearing a really short long-sleeved, low neck line black dress, thigh high socks, and black boots.

"Your friends told me I'd fine you in here. I'm Riruka Dokugamine, though I'm sure you already know that. I'm pretty popular." She giggled and shrugged with mock humility, and thankfully finally let the door fall closed behind her, not even acknowledging the other girl in the room.

Ichigo honestly only remembered her name because she gave the morning announcements everyday on the flat screen presented in every room, and signed herself out. Her name as a reminder of the beginning of another bleak school day. Not the best mnemonic to remember someone by.

From the way she addressed herself, he knew she wouldn't be much better company than Senna. 'Why do I always have to be around the self-absorbed ones?'

"What the hell do you want bimbo? You didn't answer Ichi's question." Senna growled beside him, already in bitch mode. Ichigo distantly noticed her stress on that horrible nickname she gives him. It was incredibly rude since they weren't in that type of relationship but, then again, he wasn't really one to care about informality.

Riruka barely gave the girl a glance as she sat down on the stool beside him Kaien was previously in. "Ichi? What is that a pet name?" Riruka asked snidely, smiling seductively at Ichigo while he continued to stare at his beer as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. 'I need to get away from here.'

"Wouldn't you like to know." Senna sneered.

Already suspecting an upcoming argument between the women and him in-between, Ichigo decided to remove himself from the kitchen. "I'm going to use the restroom."

Senna finally ended her death stare towards the woman who found more interest in picking her nails than looking back, and looked up to Ichigo hopefully. "Need any help?"

Ichigo walked up to the door as calmly as possible even though he wanted to run. "No. I think I can handle it." As if that wasn't obvious.

When Ichigo made it home at around half past 11, after driving pretty smoothly even though he was ironically a little more buzzed than he wanted to be, he greeted Kunieda-san and promptly went up to his room. The help was used to this so they didn't question his absence. As long as his father didn't care, who said it was the right of passage into adulthood, they didn't care.

Noticing that his sister's were already in their beds after checking on them, Ichigo opened the door to his room not even caring to turn on the light as he grabbed around to make sure he was heading to his bathroom. After a few bumps and stumbles followed by curses, Ichigo stripped off his clothing and got in the shower hopping to wash off his exhaustion a bit.

No such luck, the bed seemed better, and it was. His orange blonde locks wet from his shower dampened the pillows on his bed. The room was dark and silent. The coolness in the air made him shiver a bit as Ichigo fell asleep to his heart pounding with the remnants of his hurt.

He couldn't drown his need for his sister, it was still there and desperate. Realizing how deep his love went only made the ache unbearable. Ichigo fingered the side of his large bed, wishing to find warmth, to smell a specific scent.

"I'm sorry Rukia." He just couldn't let go of her.

When Rukia got home the next day at around 12, Yuzu was in the kitchen helping make lunch with the cooks and Karin was out playing soccer with her friends. Rukia didn't bother knocking on her brother's door and seeing if he was around even when 2pm rolled around and he still didn't leave his room. She read the text he sent her after she woke up at Rangiku's. The message showed and made a noise when Ran was playing with her phone, luckily Rukia was able to fight her for it before she saw. The message did little to make her want to be alone with him just yet.

After Ran dropped her off later that day, she said hello to the maids and butlers so that the saw she was home, they informed her that her father wanted to talk to her and her siblings at 3:30 so to be ready.

Rukia walked briskly up to her room, put her stuff away and got her shampoo and conditioner, she didn't really get to wash her hair very well at Ran's so it was a little knotty.

Gathering her items to bathe, she walked down to the bath and sunk into its warm depths. After washing her body like normal and being gentle to the still throbbing areas, Rukia started lathering her hands with her shampoo. She made sure to get her hair wet before hand for easier application of the cleanser, so some of the water droplets were dripping down her face and clinging to her long lashes.

"This smells kind of weird..." Rukia pondered out loud, giving a hearty sniff towards her palm where the liquid resided. "A little sweeter," she sniffed again whilst furrowing her brows, "than usual?"

'Well this is silly.' Rukia thought after a minute of trying to differentiate the smell, she chuckled to herself and proceeded to apply the shampoo. Then she rinsed with the separate shower to the right of the bath and finished off with some conditioner.

When she finished soaking in the bath 15 minutes later and started packing up her stuff, Rukia started feeling a tingling in her lower stomach as heat started to radiate all over her body. Thinking she must have got over heated from the bath, the girl walked into the changing room and put on her clothes. As the air conditioning pooled down on her overheated body, the heat died down but the tingling didn't stop. It felt odd but not at all painful. Just... odd.

Rukia sighed as she rounded the corner of the hallway after walking up the steps, walking past her brother's room. She stayed in front of it a bit, hearing nothing. Her heart squeezed and her guilt resurfaced.

Rukia sighed again, "I hope he will understand, I don't want us to be worse than what we were before." She whispered to herself. Glancing at the door one last time, her feet made almost silent pads on the glossed hardwood floor, as she walked to her own room.

When she wasn't even 7 feet away, she heard it. 'The door opened!' Rukia was wracked with feelings of continuous guilt, excitement, and dread. Turning she saw her brother dressed in black cotton sweatpants...with..no...shirt...

His lean sinuous muscled rippled as he moved to turn towards her, she could count his abs and desperately wanted to touch them, especially when they contracted from his intake of breath, leading down to the cut V of his torso from his low hanging pants, also showing the thin trail of golden hair. His sun-kissed body had been on display for her more than once but she still couldn't get over it, especially now for some reason. Her attention was distracted to his hands that clinched into fists making his veins pop on his arms and his muscles bulge when he crossed his arms over his chest. Her normally calm demeanor shattering into a thousand pieces as she openly gawked at him with her mouth agape.

...

Ichigo was just coming out of his room to get some pain pills and coffee before having to talk to his father. He needed all the help he could get so that his headache from his hangover wouldn't intensify when talking to his annoying dad. He walked out the door and low and behold, standing outside his room was his sister Rukia.

She was looking beautiful as always even though her appearance was dimmed a bit because of the low lighting in the halls. She was wearing a tight form-fitting, v neck cotton blue shirt, that showed a teasing amount of her modest breast, with an equally as tight white skirt that hugged her sexy petite curves in all the right places, along with white knee socks. Her hair was down and little damp wisps fell into her face and as her large violet eyes widened in surprise making her look younger than she actually was.

Ichigo schooled his features into a hardened glare, he had to resist his urges as much as he possibly could so that everything would work out. It was hard, she always did this to him. Made him want her so inexplicably. Her reaction, definitely wasn't helping any neither.

The misting of her eyes, her panting and heaving chest, her dark blush, these things were really starting to get to him. Little Ichi was almost at full attention but he clenched his fists and tightened his jaw to the point where it almost hurt. His finger nails were digging into his hands and he didn't allow himself to breathe through his nose thanks to her wiggling her hips and rubbing her thighs together. Her unique scent of lilacs and cherry blossoms would have killed him.

...

It felt as if the air was knocked out of her, as the heat from earlier hit her tenfold. Rukia quickly looked to the floor so he wouldn't notice her leering, along with the dark scarlet blush spread across her cheeks as her chest started to tighten after getting an eyeful of his body. Her breasts started to ache, needing to be touched by him and only him, her stomach tightened even more so than earlier and her panties flooded with wetness. The white skirt and baby blue t-shirt she put on, started to feel constricting. She felt indescribably hot. To keep her self from panting she started to hyperventilate. This was weird, extremely weird. She's felt hot and bothered by Ichigo before but this was like she was slowly being roasted on fire, a desperate need for him to touch her, ANYWHERE! But hopefully in the places she needed him most.

Her mind was so fuzzed with need that she was going to vocalize this without realizing, as her eyes came up from the floor, trying really hard to skim his body, and up to his face. His hair was his usual mop of orange-blonde, but his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes gleamed with annoyance. His mouth was in a straight line, and his jaw was tight. Him looking annoyed wasn't unusual, since a lot of things annoyed her Aniki, but him being annoyed with her, was a rarity, at least to this point.

It almost made her forget her problems but the throbbing between her legs made her realize it wouldn't go away, at least not yet. Rukia started to sweat, she really wanted to take off her clothes as she rubbed her thighs together a bit to relieve the ache. "I-Ichi-go." She pretty much moaned.

Ichigo shivered, hearing her say his name like that in a moan was really pushing his control. He wanted to hear more of those beautiful moans, varying in intensities and amplitudes. He wanted her writhing and begging under him. Ichigo closed his eyes tight to stop his perverted thoughts.

Half of him didn't believe the stuff was actually going to work with how shifty his godfather was. Conveniently the aphrodisiac came with a small note with instructions on different ways to use the herb in Urahara's horrible handwriting. One of the ways being to grind it up more than it was originally and place it in items that have direct contact with the skin. The deeper the absorption the better, so any cleanser would have worked.

Rukia started shaking a bit on her legs and had to lean on the wall so as not to fall. She needed to fix what was happening to her but her mind was fuzzed almost completely over. Her instinct started to take over and her mind pushed her back into her old memories a bit, "Aniki will save me. Don't worry Onii-san will help me." He was the only one she'd ever allow to help her as a child, the old idolizations of him as her guardian angel started to flood back. "Nii-san is always there for me."

Rukia couldn't take the heat any longer and took off her t-shirt, flinging it across the hall. Rukia's torso was unclothed with only her white lacy bra covering her pale breasts sheened with sweat. She was starting to look desperate as her hair fell over her heaving body in waves. Her body twisted and curved sinuously thanks to her leaning on the wall, coincidentally enhancing her curves. "Nii...san" Rukia moaned.

That was literally the straw that broke the camels back. Ichigo's eyes blazed a gold hue and his fists tightened even more even as blood started to trickle in his palms. He took slow restrictive steps hearing Rukia's breathing grow even more ragged as he grew closer. He had put on a small dap of the herb on his skin, it was obvious her symptoms got worse the closer he was because of the smell of it. The painful heat in his loins distracted him to almost insanity, extremely so because the dab was slightly effecting him, and his clothes also started to feel restricting but not to her extent. It still wasn't enough though for him to not notice her difference in reaction as he grew closer.

With each step she started whimpering and moaning like she was in the throes of an orgasm, her fingers twitched, one on the wall and the other on her flat stomach. Small beads of sweat trickled down the valley between her breasts and down until they ended at her skirt. Ichigo's cock was throbbing just looking at her. He was repeating his resolve in his head like a mantra.

Giving one last glance to her face, he saw her amethyst eyes lidded heavily with dark full lashes hanging over them making a shadow, her pert nose, flushed skin, disheveled hair, and glistening full pouty lips slightly opened showing her small pink tongue, remembering the things she could do with that tiny appendage... The throbbing was starting to get really painful.

Not just that, he was also very addicted to her taste, it felt like not breathing to not kiss her...

Her small delicate hand moved to her lips as if she felt where he was staring. Removing it from her lips, she started reaching towards him.

Before it's softness could touch him and make him forcefully take her on the wall in the hallway, Ichigo turned away rigidly. He breathed deeply from his mouth through gritted teeth and squeezed his eyes tight. He almost pretty much ran as his long legs glided around sharp corners of the hallway that he and Rukia used to play hide and seek in with the twins, until he reached the stairs and took off to a sprint out the door and down the road. A little run couldn't hurt.

Rukia slid onto the floor, a mess of nerves and random racks of pleasure in her core. She laid in the hallway trying to regain her breath as the area started to feel less suffocating, her mind starting to clear. Her core was still tingling with need but not even close to how she felt when he was so close to her a moment ago. It felt like his energy was caressing and touching her intimately, like she was in the throes of a steadily increasing orgasm.

"What the hell was that?" Rukia groaned out loud, touching her palm to her forehead.

Later on that day at around 3:30, the siblings talked to their father on the flat screen television in the living room. Rukia ended up taking another shower in her room and brooding over what happened. The trebling of ecstasy, and horniness didn't leave her but it was a lot more ignorable so she didn't make a fool of herself. She knew that she should probably masturbate or something, but she didn't know exactly how to touch herself like Ichigo did. If the feeling persisted she'd probably have to learn.

It wasn't exactly unusual for her to feel intense desire for her brother before, but she didn't know exactly how to take how extreme this episode was. It wasn't like she could talk to anyone about it anyway.

Their father was his goofy self as usual, Yuzu talked the most to him, Karin blankly stared boredly, while Ichigo and Rukia seemed distracted as they sat farthest from each other on the couch. Ichigo lapsed out of it every now and then when their father insulted him or started an argument.

The one thing they did tune into though to their father telling them he was coming home on Wednesday.

The siblings cleared out of the room after their father signed out, Yuzu preparing dinner with the cook and Karin going to the game room to watch TV. Ichigo disappeared without a word which made Rukia's heart deflate a bit from disappointment. She made her way to her room to finish up any last bits of homework for school tomorrow.

Ever since she started puberty she started thinking about her brother sexually. Nothing too explicit but it was enough for her to realize it was unusual for siblings. They spent so much time together it was understandable that they would be close, but even at 11 she understood that they couldn't be that close. Desire came along with the territory of loving him. Three words she'd been saying to him since she could remember. Her love for him always felt different from her love for everyone else. He felt like her other half.

After Ashido, their relationship became strained. At least, their bond wasn't nearly as strong as before. They stopped doing so much stuff with each other, being with their friends instead, barely talking to each other until high school, and barely had physical contact. At times Rukia would find herself staring at his hand as they walked home, wanting to hold it and feel it tighten around her smaller one. She look up to his warm brown eyes as he gave her that smile he holds only for her.

God, how long had it been since she saw that smile?

She couldn't blame Ichigo for taking her virginity, she always fantasized about him being the one to. Them being able to be together. The situation seemed so convenient and even though Rukia knew it was completely wrong, she wanted that closeness that they had before, she wanted their bond to restrengthen. Her refusals were more to herself than him, she needed to control her desires while all her heart wanted to do was submit to him. At the time she felt like she was the one who was using him.

She promised herself afterwards that they had to end it, and they should... but why does it hurt so much more this time?

Rukia collapsed onto her bed when she got into her room, and reached for her phone. A message from Nel was in there. It was mainly full of her complaining about Grimmjow's party and the passed out people all in her living room. Rukia smiled a bit at that. She replied to Nel, then got busy with the rest of her math homework, mostly forgetting her horniness that continued to linger until she went to bed.

AN: How'd you like it? You hate me because I was being such a tease? Haha sorry, this is still character development.

I'm going to post Virgin Diaries new chapter this weekend too, expect some heavy lime in there or lemon, not sure yet. Depends on how much I write, like with this. Oh and stay on the look out for my new upcoming story. Just know its a vampire fic xD sorry I'm a huge Yume shipper.

Please review and tell me your thoughts :D