I Am Your Slave Wife
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN BLEACH
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CHAPTER 2: Your Tears Are Not Enough
I am Mrs. Rukia Kurosaki, the wife of Ichigo Kurosaki the current CEO of Kuchisaki International Airlines. I always dream of getting married and to live happily with my second half but I think dreams remain as a dream and you'll wake up to reality. I tried all this year of our marriage to melt his heart and to forgive my family for the mistakes we made but I was trapped in my own fantasy that Ichigo will forgive me and treat me as his wife. Every single day it hurts to say that he breaks my heart.
"Rukia-sama." Her trusted butler Shuuhei called pulling her out of her trance.
"Yes, Shuuhei-san. Please come in." Shuuhei opened the door and smile at her mistress, his beautiful mistress who lost the lustrous spark in her mesmerizing amethyst eyes.
"The master has arrived My Lady." He gently said. Rukia sadly smile at him, getting the brush in her dresser's table and start combing her shiny raven hair.
"Is he with another woman again Shuuhei-san?" She asked, trying to mask the sadness in her voice but failed. Shuuheis' smile dropped. His eyes showed pity for his mistress; everyone in the huge mansion pitied her but of course they only kept it to themselves. They know that their mistress was trying her best to fix her marriage. A year of her marriage with their master has passed by, she failed every single day but she did not give up. Their master must be blind or doesn't have a heart. He didn't notice that he was starting to take the life out of her.
"Yes, My Lady, but if you want to stay here-
"Please inform the kitchen staffs to prepare a delicious dinner for my husband and his companion." She cut him off. Shuuhei sigh and look at his mistress eyes in the mirror. He saw pain but the determination and hope linger in. "She was a warrior." He thought.
"As you wish My Lady!" Shuuhei said with pride in his voice. He will be with his mistress in this battle.
"Thank you, Shuuhei-san." She kindly smiles at him in the mirror and continue making herself beautiful for her husband.
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Rukia walked to the staircase where she saw her husband with a beautiful woman dressed in a very revealing red dress. She stops in her tracks and watch the scene before her unfold. The beautiful woman kissed her husband passionately while Ichigo's hands roamed her body.
Rukia's heart shattered into millions of pieces. She always tells herself to "get used to it" and "be strong" but she still can't stop the lone tear that falls down her face. It was in that instant that her husband met her eyes. She shivered in his cold, dull amber eyes. As he kisses the woman beside him, his eyes was telling her that…
"I don't care what you feel." She clenched the pain she was feeling in her heart and broke their eye contact. She runs down the stairs to the kitchen. The Kurosaki Household had seen everything and they feel her pain. They always do. Hanatarou open the kitchen door for her and let her in. She tried to hide her true feelings and be cheerful around them but they know everything by just looking at her eyes.
"Have…ha-ve you gu-guys finish preparing- She did not finish what she was about to say when she felt people getting close to her and group hug her.
"Hey, what are you guys up to?" She chokingly asked tears were now falling freely from her eyes. Rukia saw her staffs gently smile her. Their eyes were telling her that she was not alone, never will.
"Thank yo-u so mu-ch and so-rry for cry-ing too much." She said between sobs as she helplessly wipes the tears in her eyes with the back of her hands that keep on coming. They chuckled and grin at her. She looks so childish and cute when she did that.
"Ok, ok get your butts moving folks. We have people to serve. They better be impressing for our Lady here." Shuuhei cheerfully said. The kitchen workers puff their chest out proudly saying that this is the only place where they can find the best dinner in the world. Everyone laugh and the kitchen was filled with laughter.
"And we prepare your favorite meal, Rukia-sama." Hinamori enthusiastically said.
"Yup, and the dessert will be ready soon, honey." Rangiku said as she open the fridge. Everything was prepared gracefully and with Rukia's order they are all set to serve up.
"Thank you so much everyone." She elegantly bow down to them making their eyes grew wide and jaws almost drop down. She was undeniably the daughter of the most famous noble family in the country.
"I'm counting on you all." She said with a smile and hope that everything will be alright for her.
….
At the dinner table the situation has worsen for Rukia's side. They treat her like she doesn't exist in the dinner table. Ichigo was ignoring her like a ghost and continue flirting with the blonde before him. Rukia wanted to introduce herself as Ichigo's wife but before she can even utter a word her husband gave her a cold warning glare. She doesn't have a choice but to remain silent and swallow every pride and dignity she has.
"Honey, where are we going next after this wonderful dinner?" The woman seductively asked.
"Anywhere you want. I can take you there even in…" Ichigo lean on her ears and whisper the world "heaven" with a smirk. The woman giggles and smirks back at him. Rukia clench the fork she was holding to stop her tears. The two was now shamelessly kissing in front of her. She tried to breathe in and breathe out to calm herself but it wasn't working her eyes blurred with tears that threaten to fall.
"Ku-Kurosaki-dono…" She hesitantly called. Ichigo coldly glance at her shaking form. She bit her lips suppressing the urge to cry and further humiliates herself in front of her husband.
"Please, excuse me. I'll go ahead to my quarters." Immediately standing up and run up stairs. Ichigo on the other hand was now staring blankly at her sit. His mood suddenly changes. He pushes the woman away from him.
"Go home, I don't feel like going out tonight anymore." He emotionlessly said, standing up getting the woman' belongings on their couch and throws it at her. The woman caught her things, still shock from the hasty turn of events.
"Wait? Wh-a-at Ichigo… I-I thought-
"LEAVE, NOW!" He shouted so loud that walls seem to shake. The woman scared for her life run out without looking back. Ichigo run his fingers on his hair. He spotted the wine glass and drinks all of its content. He looks up again where Rukia had left to her room.
"You deserve everything, I am doing to you." He darkly thought, taking the wine bottle and glass with him. He ascends up their huge elegant stairs to his room which was right beside Rukia's room. Inside he takes off his tie and coat, pouring a lot of wine in his glass. He then leans on the wall where he can hear her weep. In the darkness of his room, he closes his eyes and listens.
"Your tears are not enough. It's only by doing this with you I can move on." He whispers taking a gulp of wine on his lips, swirling the remaining content on his hand as he listen her cry but when he hears her miserably call his name between sobs. The glass shattered in his hand.
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