Author's note: You know where I can score another piece? Anyways, yes, I am back, whatever. I hated my Christmas long story short but I got a star buck's gift card for twenty five dollars and I should go to star bucks soon.
Anyways, congratulations to Woof Head for playing Hotel 626, if you have been reading my other stories, I think I mentioned in 'Protection' and 'Assassinated Love' that Hotel 626 was a freaky ass website game.
It's supposed to sponsor Doritos and all of this shit, but it's scary. She finished the game without getting scared, except something, but I won't share it, but I think you would too. Anyways, she finished the game without chickening out or screaming her head off like I did so congratulations to you.
If you want to play, go to Hotel626 dot com. You can't play it right now, it's only open during 6 p.m. through 6 a.m., meaning the darkest hours of the night to scare the bloody shit out of you. Anyways, but if you really want to play it right now, grab a few friends with your or a sister or a brother, mind you, this game is not for the faint hearted.
If you really want to play, get a person to play with you or something, preferably that is best so you don't feel scared even more by playing with yourself. If you want to play right now, switch your clock on your computer, the website can't tell if you changed the clock on your computer so go ahead. If you have a webcam or microphone installed on your computer, they suggest you use that, but I wouldn't, if you turn the sound all the way down, it should be easier. You can skip chapters if you die or something so yeah. Play some music and don't be afraid, they are supposed to help you conquer your fears, but apparently they have an asylum one full of crazy people, I don't know the site of that one, but Hotel626 is still scary, but I bet if you can face the hotel one, you can face the asylum on, but I've never played the asylum one so yeah.
Apparently it's not scary quote on quote by my older sister, who played Hotel626 and reassured me I wouldn't chicken out,
I got freaked out anyways.
Oh well, but we should dwell on other things.
Disclaimer: I don't own bleach and yes, Rukia is going to be drunk, HEAVY HITSURUKI in this chapter. Hints of…well…yeah, just read it.
They should have stopped there, but they didn't.
As he tugged on the lace that was holding her corset together, the black string slithering out of their designated holes and the tugged out lace was hanging by the last two holes.
He kissed her again.
God, it felt so good, just to kiss her, this was his second time kissing her in his life.
It felt…it felt…right.
Now of course, he shouldn't have taken advantage of his drunken best friend…but she seemed to know what was going on.
He tugged the top part of her unwound dress and it fell so the top of the dress was around her waist, leaving her upper part of her body exposed.
He pushed her on the bed and wondered how they got into this position.
"Rukia let me help you back to your room." Hitsugaya recommended as she slurred out she would go back to her room and retire, but she stubbornly pushed his helping hands.
"I can do it by myself thank you very much." Rukia said angrily, Momo and her had decided to separate each other but Momo came over and they got into a little fight.
"You're drunk Rukia." Hitsugaya pointed out and Rukia rolled her eyes as she placed her hands on the wall, as if she were trying to find solace in them, but they were to lead the way.
"Rukia, you can't make it up the stairs." Hitsugaya pointed out again and Rukia turned around and glared at him.
"If you are so damn insistent to help me, stop it okay? I can handle myself." Rukia spat as she turned around again lost her footing and ended up landing in his arms. She sighed and Hitsugaya arched an amused brow.
"Right, because you totally don't need my help." Hitsugaya smirked and Rukia sighed as he helped her up, but he kept his hands on her sides to gently guide her.
As they walked towards her room, he kept rubbing his hands up and down her sides, feeling the delicate and intricate fabric of her dress and he felt her shiver under his touch.
They got into her room which she slowly unlocked and they went into her room. He slowly guided into the room and slammed the door shut with his foot. He didn't realize that his hands moved involuntarily up her sides even more and started tracing around the cleavage that her square chest cut her dress designed by it. He widened his eyes at his movement as he heard a small moan emit from her throat as he fondled with them. Then he stopped and turned her around and crashed his lips onto hers.
That was the first time he had kissed his best friend.
In spite of how horrible of what he just did, he didn't stop.
She didn't want him to stop either. She responded back by kissing him back and now…here they were.
He saw the chest bindings on her chest and glared at them, he tugged them down and she sighed as she pushed him on his back and straddled him and kissed him.
That was the third time they had kissed.
As he was kissing her with a passionate understanding, he tugged down the rest of her dress and Rukia realized…
She was going to sleep with her best friend who was her sister's husband and he chose Momo, not her.
She then removed her lips from his and clamped down her hands onto his wrists and he looked up to see violet eyes looking at him sadly.
"Rukia…what's wrong?" He knew that probably she realized that they were going to sleep together and that would have been adultery if they had proceeded on.
"I'm drunk, but I'm not that far gone." Rukia whispered as she looked away as she pushed his hands away and brought up her dress again, not even trying to find her chest bindings, she quickly laced them together and got off of him. He sat up and then got off of the bed and he looked at Rukia as she nodded and he went away.
Though, it wouldn't escape his mind as he left the room.
He wouldn't have minded if they did proceed further.
Next day:
Rukia couldn't sleep, even though the pulverizing headache that was pounding in her head killed her mentally, she couldn't sleep.
Not after what she had done.
Even though they didn't really do anything, it didn't change the fact that they still made physical contact with each other.
In more than a friendly way, she was upset.
Even though she knew in the back of her mind that she had wanted it, she couldn't.
He wasn't hers, he was Momo's and it was sad how she couldn't open her mouth and speak that she was cheating on him and already killed their child and slept with Kira.
Though, what confused her was Kira didn't seem to remember it, when she looked in his eyes as she snapped at him not to touch her, it seemed like he didn't remember it at all, that intrigued her.
She then heard a small knock on her door and she looked at the door, scared to see who was behind it.
"Who is it?" Rukia asked as she played with the lace of her bodice and a maid entered.
"The king demands your presence immediately." The maid said and Rukia got out of her bed.
"Alright then, go back to work." Rukia said gently as she made her way out of the door and started walking down the long hallways. She then reached his study and knocked on the door.
"Come in." The voice was so different, so confused, and not strong; like it usually was…it was just…confused. She opened the doors and saw him sipping wine out of a cup as he looked out the window.
"You called for me." Rukia said as she laid a hand on the corner of the desk and he didn't turn around.
"It seems I did. I'm presuming you remembered last night?" He asked as he looked down and set down his wine and Rukia looked away.
"Unfortunately yes, it replayed in my mind after I fell asleep." Rukia responded quietly and she looked up to see him still by the window.
"Do you regret it?" He asked, it came out in a soft voice, almost to the point of a whisper and Rukia looked away.
Did she regret it?
In the back of her mind, she couldn't…
These feelings, she wanted them to go away.
"Hopefully I will." She responded as she looked away, she didn't hear the soft padding of footsteps coming towards her. She felt two fingers graze under her chin and she widened her eyes.
"So you don't regret it right now?" He asked and Rukia moved away.
"Unfortunately no, I don't, but I hope my power of wanting to regret it will come soon." Rukia panicked, she looked up and saw him inching closer to her, and she backed up only to have him corner her to the door.
"Rukia…can I tell you something?" He asked, his breath turning low and his voice turned much deeper, much huskier and Rukia swallowed the enormously large lump in her throat.
"What is it?" Rukia squeaked out and he leaned closer to her ear, his lips brushing over her earlobe.
"I don't want to regret it." He called out and Rukia sighed.
"I don't think I can either."
"Good."
Author's note: Sorry for my leave of absence, I didn't want to update last week and I got like a shitload of math homework to do and I've been eating a lot because…well…if you were a girl you would understand. So anyways…I'm bored, I'm going to go to a sleepover next week. I'm so happy.
Tee hee.
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