I am Your Slave Wife

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Chapter 12: I am Your Slave Wife

Rukia's hands sensually run on Ichigo's arms, feeling his warm skin on her palms. She wanted to remember how his skin felt on her palms. They've never been this close before in their life together. Rukia kissed Ichigo's forehead before carefully untangling Ichigo's arms on her body. She gently moves out of his bed and quietly put her clothes on, not averting her eyes at the peacefully sleeping carrot-head. He looks so handsome and sensual with only his lower half body covered by the bedspread. Rukia sadly smile.

"I love you Ichigo everybody knows that." Rukia said sitting back on the side of the bed fully dressed as she softly touches his orange locks. "But I need to find the old me; I need to find myself, my inner strength again Ichigo. In that way I might be able to love you whole heartedly without feeling the pain you have cause me. The wounds are so deep Ichigo that even if you tell me right at this moment that you love me… I still choose to run away from you." Tears started to form in her eyes. He looks so vulnerable. She had always kept her promise to protect him.

"I had stayed even though I was hurting because I don't want to leave you alone in the shadows of our past. But it's different now; this marriage can never hold us together strongly Ichigo. The foundations are so weak because love was not included. It easily crumbles like a castle built in sands." Rukia silently let her tears go.

"You understand that right?" Rukia asked pressing her hand on her mouth to restrain the sounds of her sobs. "When we meet again I hope I can smile at you and face you head on. Goodbye… strawberry." Rukia whispered as she takes off her wedding ring and put it on Ichigo's pinky finger. She then grabs her bag and quietly walks out of his room. Rukia looks for her phone inside her bag and dial the Kuchiki Household's telephone number. As she waits for the other line to answer, Rukia's eyes meander around the place where she was cage of sadness but at the same time she didn't want to forget, there are amazing people living in this place and she didn't want to forget them because they were all too precious for her.

"Hello, you are calling the Kuchiki Households. May I help you?" A gentle voice of a woman answered. Even if it was already past midnight there's still servants on duty in case of emergencies like Byakuya arriving in Japan without notice.

"Good Morning… this is Kuchiki Rukia. Sorry to bother you but can you send a chauffeur to get me here in the Kurosaki Mansion as fast as you can and can you please inform my brother that I will arrive soon and we have important things to discuss about flying back to Europe." Rukia said. After confirming that the maid had understood her request Rukia thank her and hang up. Rukia slowly walk down the stairs that she remembers so well. She looks at the white couches; she can still see her husband and all the women he had brought to hurt her. She then proceeds to her garden that was still healthy and full of flowers.

"You all look beautiful." She said as she gently caresses a rose in her palms. "Please, continue to give color to this place while I am gone. Many of them will probably come here and take all their feelings on you. So please in my place listen to them faithfully." Rukia said a sad smile was visible in her beautiful face. Around 1:00 AM Rukia's chauffeur arrived escorting her out of the Kurosaki Mansion when they were about to move out of the Kurosaki gate. Rukia lowers down the windshield of the car and bids goodbye to the guards on duty, thanking them and reminding them to always take care of themselves. As soon as she reaches the Kuchiki mansion she was immediately ask over to her brother's office. She quietly smile at her brother who was elegantly sipping his expensive tea. He was already dress in business attire and different types of paper were on his table. One of them was her divorce paper.

"Sorry for waking you up this early brother." Rukia apologize as she walk closer to her brother and sit down on the chair before his table. Byakuya shook his head and look at Rukia directly into her eyes.

"Are you sure you want to fly back with me in London? Rukia, I am very pleased of your decision but I don't want you to regret on this later." He stoically said.

"I made up my mind brother. It's time for me to find healings. I won't be selfish to myself anymore besides I think it's time for me to spend more time with you and help you run the business. Although I know I won't be of much help knowing I am in collaboration with the eminent business tycoon like you brother." Rukia good heartedly joke at her brother who just quietly chuckled.

"I am quite aware of that." This made Rukia grin at her brother. He knows how to throw a good come back after all. It's such a rare thing for her brother to just go with the flow.

"These are all the papers that will set you free. Anything else you want me to bring up for you Rukia?" Byakuya asked. Rukia eyed the papers on the table from divorce papers to pass port, visas, cards, license certificates and etc.

"Thank you for everything brother these are all I need… but I have one request brother. I wanted to sign the papers that will have all the rights of the Kuchisaki Corp. to be on Ichigo's name and can you also send our highly trained body guards to guard the Kurosaki's. I wanted to assure their safety before we depart. I won't be able to leave peacefully knowing they are not well protected from the treats of Aizen." Rukia sincerely said. Byakuya thought that she was still giving them too much but he did not voice it out. He agreed without questions if it will make them leave this place faster than what he had planned.

"He was very lucky to be loved by you unconditionally, Rukia." He silently thought.

Around 3:00 AM the Kuchiki's are driving their way to the air port. Rukia was securely cradling the bunny cage on her lap as she observes the peaceful city through the window of their car.

"When did you have a real bunny?" Byakuya stolidly asked eyeing the fur ball from the side of his eye.

"He gave it to me."Rukia answered smiling at the cute cottontail.

"I see." It was Byakuya's short answer. "It was a good move to give her a bunny but too bad Kurosaki it was too late." He thought feeling triumphant.

….

A tall man in his twenties wearing a v-neck T-shirt under a fur hooded jacket impassively walk his way to the escalator ignoring several flight attendants trying to flirt with him. He came to Japan for a vacation not to hook up with air heads. He never wants a woman who was only attracted by his looks. He wants a woman that will stay with him through thick and thin. Faithful, beautiful someone who can understand that pain and love are always together because trials in life can never disappear. Considering the fact that humans are selfish, always want others to like them and feel precious to them. Hiding who they truly are afraid of rejections. That's why a little pain and trials will immediately bring them down. How can you feel real love if you haven't experience trials and pain? He always wonder if he can still find someone in this sinful world that will love him unconditionally because if you'll willing to ask him he may not look like what seems true. He was willing to give his all in the name of true love. That's why when he saw the woman walking her way to the escalator opposite to him, going up he can't help but stare. She was wearing a black fitted mid length, long sleeve turtle neck dress her hair was neatly tied in a bun. A stoic man steps in first on the escalator it was like a slow motion for him as his escalator move down. He saw how she looks back from where they came from and bow down as if silently saying her best regards to someone. What caught his attention the most are the tears that started to form in her beautiful eyes. He felt it, he can't explain it but he felt like he can understand her. She was in great pain, to her eyes nothing shines however her face shows the determination to stand up again.

He almost trip when it's time for him to step out of the escalator. He immediately brings his eyes back on the woman and check where she was going. He saw she enter the area for passengers who have early trip to London. He quickly digs out his phone and calls his escorts assigned by his father.

"Oji, tell my father I've change my mind. I'm going somewhere colder; Japan is too warm for my own good. See you some other time. Bye." He said without waiting for the other line to answer. "Heh, I'm going back to the place I just came from." He thought chuckling for his own rashness.

….

Ichigo groaned he had a wonderful night last night. He had never thought that making love with Rukia was that amazing. Now, he was more determined to not let her go, not away from him. Ichigo excitedly move his arm on the other side of the bed to hold Rukia closer to him but found nothing on his bed. He quickly opened his eyes in panic checking if Rukia was really not there.

"Rukia!" Ichigo called putting on his pants. When she did not answered he immediately make his way outside his room to check if she was in the living room or her garden but he didn't see any signs of Rukia being in there. "Where is she?" he asked to himself. He then saw Hanatarou walking from the kitchen. He walk to him and asked if he saw Rukia.

"Eh? I thought you know Kurosaki-dono. The guards inform us just now that Lady Rukia left very early this morning." Hanatarou said.

"What? Where did she go?" Ichigo was starting to have a bad feeling but he ignores it. Rukia will not do that to him. He thought trying to shrug the sickening feeling inside him. Hanatarou was about to answer him when Shuuhei interrupted them.

"Master, Kurosaki-sama arrived just now." Shuuhei informed him. Ichigo's scowl deepens.

"What was that old man doing in my house this early in the morning?" He irritably thought. "Tell him I don't have time for all his shit." Ichigo said and was about to go up stairs again to get ready for the day and look for Rukia.

"This is no shit my son. You better see what I've got for you." He said raising the long brown envelope. Ichigo turns around to his father and stare at the envelope. Isshin walk to him and hand him the papers.

"What's this old man paper work?" He started opening the envelope and check what was inside. His eyes widen in disbelief. The first thing he saw was their divorce papers with Rukia's sign on it. "Where did you get this trash old man?" He furiously asked.

"Let's sit down first Ichi-

"ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION OLD MAN!" Ichigo shouted that make Hanatarou quiver.

"It was from the Kuchiki Mansion personally delivered by Byakuya's personal assistant Sasakibe." He calmly said. Isshin saw confuse and dreadful expression in his son's eyes as he check again the papers as if making sure he was not just hallucinating. "Son, calm down…" Isshin gently said. He knows Ichigo was trying not to break, he knows that his son has been suffering for too long and he was afraid that this breakdown might really ruin him this time.

"Calm down! You want me to fucking calm down when Rukia just signed our divorce papers!" He yells at his father. Walking back and forth not knowing what to do. He was very confused. "I need to see her. Fucking Byakuya is probably behind this shit." He said instantly making his way up the stairs again.

"Son, I'm afraid you will not meet both Byakuya and Rukia. I went there just now to confirm those papers and I'm afraid you wouldn't see them there anymore. They had left the country." Ichigo shook his head left and right didn't want to accept what his father just said.

"Rukia left Japan? That's ridiculous. We just, we just… she left me?" Ichigo said to himself still refusing to comprehend the truth. He quietly stride to his room, shoulders stiff, hands clench into a tight fist, his nails breaking his skin, his hair shadowed over his face. He was going down. After closing the door of his bedroom, Ichigo stand beside it for a while his breathing were labored. Face down on the floor; his eyes caught again the envelope and with all his strength he throws it on the wall opposite to him. The contents of the package burst out of the envelope including the picture of him and Rukia back in high school. After seeing the picture Ichigo lost it and throws everything he saw inside his room.

Isshin can hear the violent outburst of his son, he can hear furniture's going down, glass breaking and things thrown up on the wall. Shuuhei and Hanatarou look at Isshin for advice on what to do. Isshin just shook his head.

"Let him be for now. No words will comfort him. He's too disrupt for comfort you'll just get beaten if you will try to make him feel better." Isshin said knowing his son well. "Prepare cigarettes and wine for him he will need those, just let him deal his inner turmoil for now. He was mourning for his lost and I bet he was drowning his self again in self pity and guilt. He is thinking that he won't be able to get up again." Shuuhei and Hanatarou just dumbly nodded at the head of the Kurosaki. He was not always with his son but he knows him too well. He was an amazing father taking aside the fact that he often does crazy things like sneak attacks on their Master.

Ichigo's room was in chaos. The huge bookshelf was down, books scattered everywhere, broken vase, lampshades, figurines, and glass scattered on the floor. Ichigo was sitting on the floor at the dark corner of his room. His hand was bleeding and his naked upper body was glistening with sweat. He looks so messed up holding the picture of him and Rukia.

"My skies are turning gray again…Rukia." He grievously said burying his face on his arms letting go of his pain.

….

"EXPWY NO.5 Ikebukuro Line turning to Okubo-dori. This is line 2. Suspect cars confirm… two white vintage Toyota corollas and one red Innova. We are chasing them now. I repeat we are chasing them now." Renji said on the radio as he restrains himself not to slam his own head on the window. He shouldn't have let Ikaku drive for him.

"Yeehaa! This is for killing Yumichika you motherfuckers." He yells and slams the bumper of their car on the Toyota Corolla before them. The car zigzags and rams the properties on the side of the road before stopping.

"What the hell you dumbass! Are you getting us killed?" Renji yelled as he take out his gun and move out of the car. Ikaku just maniacally laugh and move out of the car too, pointing his gun on the ruined car and charge forward. Renji pull out his radio and broadcast the latest update.

"One car down, one car down. Checking for casualties… we are still hot on their tails. Block all nearby roads. Suspect heading to Shinjuku-ku. I repeat suspect heading to Shinjuku-ku. This is line 2." He said and heard their captain said affirmative. He can imagine the manic grin of their captain. He enjoys stuff like this.

Just as he said Captain Kenpachi Zaraki of Karakura Division 13 was patiently waiting for his prey at the intersection of Okubo-dori and Gaienhigashi-dori with his swat team at the back of his amphibious vehicle a 4X4 Military Jeep. He was equipped with an all black swat uniform over a bullet proof vest and a M16A4 ASSAULT RIFFLE ready to lock and unload.

"Come now motherfuckers, it's time for your grilling only if you get lucky and not meet straight away your maker." Zaraki thought hungrily, grinning for himself. If these fuckers spill out the beans they'll be closer to Aizen's turf. Oh, how he love to exchange bullets with that sucker. He just lost 4 of his men. He is going to make him pay for that real soon. Two over speeding car came into his view and it made Zaraki's grin widens even more as he grab his loudhailer.

"Last warning fuckers, stop or die right here, right now." He coolly said. One of his swat members whispered to his comrade beside him asking "last warning right away?" The guy just shook his head and grin thinking that this guy must be new in their division or was from the other division assigned for backups. He didn't know that their captain dangerously rock that way. Unfortunately the car didn't stop and provoke the beast even more.

"Ah, so you want it rough huh? Bring it on! I like it rough." Zaraki said pointing his weapon at the fast moving car and "BANG!" the rattle sounds of continuous firing on the air "BANG AFTER BANG" can be heard at the secure part of Shinjuku. Empty cartridges of bullets fell like rain, clanging and rolling on the road. The first car lost its track after having two flat tires at the front and it made a chain reaction on the other car whose driver panic after a bullet hit his right arm. The two cars flip and stop over, six feet on both sides of the beast. The swat member's jaws drop they were hell surprise. What a daredevil they thought.

"Ok, folks time for clean up. Make sure they stay alive for a short visit in my interrogation room." Zaraki ordered and hop inside his jeep. Ah, how he loves to call his wife right now. lol

….

It's been two days since Rukia left him. Ichigo was like a living dead. He didn't go out of his room, skip meals, just drinking until he passes out. Dark circles are forming around his eyes, his chin was unshaven and his room was a mess. Dry blood and cuts are on his hands and feet. He was all alone now, and it's no one's fault but him. He couldn't see the truth because he had covered his eyes on it.

"She has moved on…" Ichigo painfully thought, taking another swig of his alcohol. He wants to get back to the old days, to the day when they first met. Ichigo snorted toward his own stupid thoughts. For what to make a mistake again then blame everything to Rukia? "I don't deserve her. She was too good to be mine but…but damn I want her back." Ichigo's voice trembled as he again realizes that Rukia had left him.

Isshin arrived at his son's mansion and saw firsthand the worried face of Hanatarou. Poor guy he was very worried of his son and he knows he was also not sleeping. Stress was very clear on his features. Ichigo was being a pain in the ass again. What a stubborn kid. Isshin thought. He has this very strong will of being responsible, wild and tough that when he made mistakes. He will just lock himself up and suffer.

"It's ok young man. You can now rest, my son will be fine. He is very tough and stubborn. He was just reflecting in all his mistakes and he needs a good smacking here and beating there to get himself back in tracks and that's what I am here for." Isshin said with hand and leg movements to emphasize his point. Hanatarou nodded in anticipation. He was really worried of both his mistress and their master.

"I know that he was being cruel before to our Lady but if anything happens to him I bet Lady Rukia will be sad. He was very important to her Kurosaki-sama. I don't know why she left but from what I had observes this pass few days. Our Masters attitude towards our Mistress was getting better but now I really don't know what is going on." Hanatarou said very worried. Isshin pat his shoulders in understanding.

"I know son, thank you for supporting my children. You are very kind for not assuming anything to this family especially my son knowing he was being cruel. The world needs more people like you who are not judgmental. Now, watch me as I kick my son's ass." Isshin goofily said and hurried up to Ichigo's room.

"Eh? Kurosaki-sama? I-I don't think it's a really nice idea to beat him right now. Shuuhei-san…" Hanatarou panicked and called Shuuhei for help to stop the old goat. He almost jumps out of his skin after hearing the head of the Kurosaki Family kick and knock out the door of their master.

"Ichigoooooooooo! My ungrateful son, are you dead already?" Isshin shouted as he enters Ichigo's room. He was quite surprise by the mess he had created inside his own room. "This place needs serious cleaning my son." Isshin said as he scans the room for Ichigo's figure. He saw him sitting at the corner of his room beside his king size bed that was flip down.

"What do you want?" Ichigo grumpily asked not even giving his father glance. Isshin sigh and walk closer to his son.

"What are you trying to accomplish here son? Do you think by staying here, doing like this will make your life better?" Ichigo's hold on his wine bottle tightens.

"She's gone, what more to do. It's over." That realization was still very painful to admit. Isshin squat down facing Ichigo.

"You made it sound like she was dead." He gently began. "Son, how many years did Rukia endure to make you look at her again?" Isshin almost lost his balance when he heard Ichigo started to quietly sob. He had never seen his son cried after his beloved wife's death. He can always take care of himself and the people around him. Rukia was indeed someone very dear to him even though they've been tested by faith on how strong they can endure being together despite all the challenges they should face.

"I didn't know what this was at first, too dumb to realize, too stubborn to admit. I thought she was just a friend. I had blamed her everything that happened to my life Dad yet I didn't let her go. I tied her to me using my misfortunes as an excuse but the truth is that I was afraid to be alone again. I trap her not to leave me because I know Rukia is the only person that truly and purely loved me without expecting anything in return. And now she had enough of me, I don't know what to do, how to start all over again." Isshin felt his son's pain. Ichigo had been emotionally damage after his mother's death. Whenever he felt that someone is going to leave him he immediately tried to hold on to that person no matter what it takes. He will become coldhearted, cruel and possessive just to let that person stay with him no matter what.

"Why did it become like this. I love her Dad. I love her so much but I don't know if she's still going to believe me after all the things I've done to her. It's too late now; damn I've never done anything good in my life. Mom must be very disappointed of me now." Isshin shook his head in disapproval.

"Challenges come to life to help you grow up and learn important lessons in life son. It's never been too late. I bet your Mom is still watching over you, hoping that you'll do the right thing from now on. Get up son and take back your woman. She's always been meant for you and you for him." Isshin said patting his son hard on the shoulder, too hard for Ichigo's sleep deprived body. Ichigo was still not moving he just realized that at his age his father comforted him. It was embarrassing and painful for his egotistical self.

"Son, you need to get your lazy bump moving. My beautiful third daughter will never get back to you, hell she may not be able to recognize you. You look like an old hermit." This made Ichigo's veins in the head pump in irritation. "You need to do some stretching son, one, two, one, and two…" Isshin goofily said demonstrating his exercise.

"Enough old man you are making my head hurt." Ichigo complain, standing up. He was slightly feeling better. He had a new resolve inside his heart. He is going to give it another try. This time it's him going to chase after her. This time it will all be about her, about making her happy with him. He flips his bed back to its proper position. He saw the stain of blood on his bed sheet. Rukia had given her everything to him without demanding something in return.

"Did you have sex with Rukia-chan here?" Isshin mischievously asked. This was juicy news for him. He might just get grandbabies. He wanted to laugh his heart out when that happens, too bad Aizen. Kurosaki Empire won't go down when Ichigo started making his own mini battalion of babies. Ichigo raised a brow as he look at his father who was grinning like a pervert.

"Oi, did you lose it again old man?"

"You have to make as many as you can son. You are still young I bet you can go all night making one each year ok. Make sure to take care of your sperm and- Isshin did not finish his sentence when Ichigo's fist collided on his face.

"Ok, I appreciated your words of encouragement just a while ago but now that you are crazy again. The door is very… what the hell! What did you do to my door?" Ichigo furiously yell at his father's face that just look away whistling as if telling his son he was innocent. "Get out!" Ichigo motioned his hand to the door.

"But son what about grandbabies?" Isshin demanded.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Ichigo said pushing his father out his room. There were some punching; flying kicks here and there, rolling on the floor while beating each other's face before reaching the main door. Ichigo was panting while Isshin was on his knees breathing hard and shedding fake tears.

"Don't beat me like that again son, I'm getting old you know." He pouted. Ichigo just snort his father just gave him a good upper cut.

"Take care of yourself while I'm gone Dad. I need her, can I leave everything in the family to you for a while Dad?" Ichigo seriously asked this time. Isshin straighten up and look at his son's eyes. When he had such a gentle look on his face he can't help but see his beloved Misaki on his son's eyes. He can never say no to such eyes.

"Leave everything to me son, bring her back to the family. I know it's not going to be easy but since you finally realize how important she is to you then you'll just have to fight your way back into her heart and reach her." Isshin said.

"Yeah, I'm going to bring my wife back…"

"Thank You for Reading"

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