I am Your Slave Wife

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CHAPTER 16: I AM YOUR SLAVE WIFE

Ashido was puzzled, Rukia called him just to cancel their late breakfast schedule and she seems to be in hurry or with someone else? He can't tell and it worries him. She sounded confused, wanting to tell him something but was ceased to do so.

"I think I should visit her now, maybe today she was not busy anymore." Ashido thought, sitting in the living room of his hotel room. He'd been thinking about Rukia since yesterday. He was restless; he was not able to see even just a glimpse of her. Ashido rub his palms on his face, both his elbows are on his legs. "It's already 9 in the morning. I think she's awake now. I should pay her a visit." He said standing up then walking to the mirror to check one last time his hair and clothes, satisfied by his appearance he leave his room and walk his way to Rukia's hotel building that was right next to his.

Meanwhile, a very disturbed, scowling strawberry wearing only his boxer shorts walk back and forth in Rukia's living room yelling at the person he's currently speaking on the phone.

"I told you I need new clothes Kira! Rukia is going out somewhere and I don't have new or even just clean clothes to wear! I can't wear my clothes from yesterday!" Ichigo shouted turning his head, time to time at the door where Rukia's presently changing.

"Who in their right mind, travel without their suitcase?" Kira thought a sweat drop was on his face. "But Boss, you can't just expect me to order clothes from here and be delivered in there right away. We are not people who can Shunpo but I wish I can!" Izuru said spluttering nonsense again for Ichigo.

"What in hell is shunpo?" He thought raising a brow, scowl deepening. He didn't know that his assistant was a diehard otaku. "I don't know what shit are you talking about but I need new cloth-

"What are you doing? Put some clothes on, Ichigo!" Rukia yelled at him from the open door of her room. She still had the fluffy towel on her head, clutching her eyeliner with hands on her hips. She heard Ichigo's yelling voice from the living room so she opened her door and check if he was ok. And she instantly thought he had gone nuts. He was talking more like yelling at someone on the phone wearing only his boxers pacing in her living room like it was nothing.

After hearing the opening of the door and Rukia's voice, Ichigo turn around showing Rukia his perfect body and the tattoo on his chest. Rukia was slightly breathless.

"So, you still have that tattoo…" Rukia reflectively thought. Ichigo seeing Rukia's eyes focus on his tattoo, felt nostalgic. The tattoo was a simple half of a heart with wings, the design was semi-tribal, and the lines were slim and cursive. Rukia had the same tattoo from that time at the right side of her back but it was not permanent. Ichigo didn't allow her to have the permanent one. They came to Renji at Ichigo's 18th birthday. Rukia told him that it was her birthday gift for him; having the same tattoo at their chest. They had a fight just then because Ichigo won't let her have the tattoo especially near her chest? As in breast? Ah, as if he'll let Renji fulfill his hidden desires.

For Rukia the meaning of the half winged heart tattoo was when they hug each other the heart will be completed that's why Rukia was so eager to have the tattoo design permanently on her back. But Ichigo firmly disagreed even if Rukia kicked him and cursed at him at that time. Even if she was shaking and tears were forming fast in her eyes because of anger and frustration. He didn't want her to blemish her skin and get in trouble with her family because of him.

Wanting to make her feel better Ichigo compensate to let her put her name inside the heart, after all she was the one who thought the idea of him having a tattoo. But instead of her name Rukia put the first letter of her name outside the heart, the length of it closing the heart with a big letter R. At that time whenever Rukia look at the tattoo it always tell her that R is my heart, that Rukia is my heart.

Ichigo was asked by Orihime countless of times before to remove the tattoo. He told her to leave it be because it was just a tattoo but it always start a fight between them. So, he decided to really remove it even if he didn't like the idea of removing her birthday present for him that make her sparkle that day. But thanks to some unknown force he was always stopped to do so and right now he was very thankful to that unknown force. When he was still journeying with Rukia in the darkest part of their marriage, seeing his own self countless times in the mirror, he seems to not see or even notice the tattoo. He concluded that he was truly blinded by his hatred and resentment.

"Remember this tattoo Rukia? We had this together on my 18th birthday. I was told that the meaning of this tattoo was whenever we hug each other…" Ichigo step forward closer to Rukia, reach her gently then pull her to him. "The heart will be complete. I will always be complete if you are beside me like this Rukia." He gently said. Ichigo and Rukia were still for a while. Ichigo was about to say more but was stopped by the ringing of the door bell. She immediately untangled herself to Ichigo, embarrass by his bold display of affection. Rukia adjusted the towel on her head, she was already wearing a light pink sleeveless, button up shirt that hug her upper body sexily, tucked under her black skirt that reach her mid thigh and a pink stiletto heel covered with pink glitters. She looks ten times younger and ten times sexier.

Rukia opened the door and was greeted by a smiling Ashido Kano. Rukia smiled back at him.

"Bonjour, beautiful mademoiselle!" Ashido said taking Rukia's hand and plant a soft kiss on it. Rukia smirk at him, she wanted to whistle. He was after all a man from the land of love for you.

"Bonjour, Casanova." Rukia playfully said making Ashido somewhat pouted.

"Casanova? You think I'm like that?" He asked horrified inside. Rukia chuckled covering her mouth; everyone in the place they were staying knows how gentle of a man Ashido is.

"I'm just kidding. But you know what every girl we met at the streets, the stores, or the restaurant always fall head over hills whenever the great gentleman Ashido Kano flashes his charming smile." Rukia said teasingly. Ashido's smile was in full force. Rukia can make him truly smile happily in her own unique and simple way. He was about to asked "are you one of them" boldly, wanting to make his first move of letting her know what he feels towards her when suddenly a man as tall as him or slightly more came to Rukia's back and cut him off.

"Rukia, who's there?" Ichigo said moving his gaze from Rukia to Ashido. Intense, luster amber eyes met fiery, deep scarlet eyes of Ashido Kano.

"Who are you?" They said simultaneously. Disapproval and displeasure was fresh and crisp in their voices. Ashido know it's rude of him to say that to Rukia's visitor but he can't help the jealousy bubbling inside him. Rukia unaware of the tension between the two, knowingly smile at Ashido introducing the carrot head to him.

"Ashido this is Kurosaki Ichigo my e-

"Her husband." Ichigo interrupted. The territorial and possessive side of him was telling him that this man in front of him was a treat. Ashido not averting his eyes on Ichigo's intense gaze that seems to bore hole inside him, move his hand to shake hands with that carrot head. Ichigo shook hands with him. They can both feel the lack of acceptance and something inside that they wanted to fight until the end.

Rukia still oblivious of the menacing exchange between the two towering men, turn to face the strawberry, pushing him inside with her delicate hands on his chest.

"Get a robe or something to wear in the bathroom. I'll go outside and buy you some clothes. Behave Ichigo, I have a visitor." She whispered to Ichigo.

"I'll go with you." Ichigo said, starting to be stubborn again. He was scowling like a child eyeing Ashido from time to time.

"Wearing like that? No way, you stay here…" Rukia ordered and turn her back from him to Ashido, not giving Ichigo a chance to reason out again. "Ashido-san can you wait for a while I won't be long. I just need to buy something. You can come inside if you want?" Ashido genuinely smile at Rukia which Ichigo didn't like at all.

"Sure, no problem I'll wait for you." He said. Rukia assured that everything is fine inside her house left the room and went to buy clothes for Ichigo, only if she was not so dense of the intense emotions the two men hold only for her. She'll be thinking twice before leaving the two together alone.

The two was left alone. Ichigo and Ashido were just standing there staring at each other, having a quiet conversation in their eyes that only men can understand. Ichigo was the first one to break the eye contact and went to the bathroom to get a robe. He tied it lazily on his waist that his well toned chest was showing. He walks to the kitchen and get a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. He went back to the kitchen and Ashido was now sitting on Rukia's red couch. Ashido's head look up when he heard footsteps coming to him. He saw Ichigo pouring the wine into the glass as he walk to him.

Ichigo put the other glass at Ashido's side of the small glass table then settle down on the opposite side of the sofa, facing Ashido. His legs were cross and his arms were stretch on each side of the backrest of the couch.

"I don't know who you are? How you know Rukia or whatever background story you have to make her trust you like this but I won't hand her to you." Ichigo bluntly said. He was not holding back, everything was based on instinct and his instinct was telling him that this guy likes Rukia a lot.

Ashido was not surprise by Ichigo's rudeness. He wants to make his intensions clear. He didn't want to hold back because he knows what he wants. He has a good reason and any obstacles will not stop him if it means making her happy.

"To be honest with you Mr. Kurosaki. I think it's better for Rukia to not be with you." Ichigo sharply met Ashido's eyes who willingly return the same ferocity.

"Don't get so full of yourself that's not for you to decide." Ichigo detestably said.

"You might be right but why don't you use your head for a while now Mr. Kurosaki? Isn't the reason clear enough why she left you?" When Ashido said he was not holding back he means it.

"Watch it "Mr. I know it right". You should stick your nose to where it belongs. You don't know a single shit on what the two of us has been through in life. Who give you the fucking rights to pry into our lives?" Ichigo's voice was slowly becoming dangerous.

"This is not all about me, Mr. Kurosaki. I am telling you to stop hurting her. She was trying to move on. Why can't you see the effort she was working so hard in order to stand up again? Didn't you have enough already of making her suffer? She told me and cried on me the sufferings and brokenness she felt inside your so called marriage." Ashido firmly said. For the first time in his life he felt so much hatred towards the impassive man sitting in front of him. Ichigo's grip on the wines glass tightened. It's very hard to make the flow of the conversation civilized.

"I am her husband remember that." Ichigo coldly said rousing up from his leaning position on the couch, putting the wine glass on the glass table with single "ting" sounding in the air as Ichigo's eyes move back closer this time at Ashido's eyes. "Problems come in our way and we need to fix it on our own. Don't confuse Rukia any longer. Don't push her to make decisions that will be against the vow we made in the altar. Face it, Rukia being with you is a sin. She's still married to me and like I said before I won't hand her to you or to anyone. So back off." Ashido was quiet for a while; he can't imagine that he'll meet a man as selfish as his father exist on earth. A selfish, coldhearted and self centered man who only think of himself.

"You're cruel Mr. Kurosaki very cruel to a woman whose kindness touched anybody's hearts, who deserves the best in this short life we are living. Love and looking for own desires; afraid of being alone are two different things. Remember that Mr. Kurosaki. Don't expect her to forget that easily what you did to her. If she may return to you, one mistake just one mistake Kurosaki, it will instantly break her." Both man heard footsteps coming to them, the vicious eye contact is still unbroken. Ashido utter something one last time before the opening of the door that ends their conversation. "Your relationship is too broken to pick up again."

"Sorry fo-

Rukia stopped herself from saying more when she reaches the living room. Her eyes darted from Ichigo to Ashido. She was confused looking at the two men. They were both quiet and their posture was strained. Dumbly staring at each other with fury in their eyes? Rukia wasn't sure. She saw Ichigo stood up first and walk to her. He was quiet, very quiet and the strange controlled woeful feeling lingers in his movements. She felt his lips on her forehead as he takes the shopping bag she was carrying.

"Thank you. Please don't leave without me. I'll change in a minute." He shortly said, walking to the bathroom.

Rukia unable to figure any words to say helplessly look at Ichigo's form walking to the bathroom. She was about to ask Ashido what's going on but she felt his present at the back of her. Her small nose almost bumps into his chest when she turned around to face him.

"Rukia." Ashido huskily said. "I won't let you fall again." Now, Rukia was totally, completely, utterly confused. "The close Museum we visited last time was now open; give me a call anytime if you want us to go there. I'll see you then." After giving Rukia a gentle hug, Ashido was out of her hotel room, leaving a dumbfounded Rukia standing alone in her living room.

"What was that all about?" Rukia said to herself. "Well, whatever… I'll just ask Ashido." Rukia went to the kitchen to get a drink and went back to the living room. She was almost done reading her magazine when she notices that Ichigo was taking too long in the bathroom. "What's taking him so long?" She asked in her thoughts. As if hearing her, Rukia heard the door of the bathroom opened. She immediately looks back at her magazine to make her look like she wasn't waiting. But she didn't felt Ichigo's presence in the living room. Rukia with furrowed brows went to look for him. She found him in the balcony, dripping wet clad on his robe, his hair sticking on his face.

"My neighbors will possibly freak out Ichigo, seeing you like this." Rukia said walking closer to him.

"Rukia." Ichigo called her name painfully. "Our relationship is nameless, I know that. The goal to make you happy is always here" Ichigo put his fist on his chest right next to his heart. "Urging me to move forward, not to lose hope and most of all makes me dream of the wonderful future we'll be spending together, forever. To tell you honestly Rukia I don't know what to do. How should I act without you feeling that I'm controlling your life again? What if I make mistakes again without me knowing that, that I'm… I-m restraining you again of your happiness? I don't want you to hate me more Rukia or to make you suffer more by my side." Ichigo said now facing Rukia full of emotions and honest eyes.

"So I decided that, if you want to stay here in Paris, I'll let you. If you want me to be out of your room, I'll go. If you want to be with someone else, I won't stop you but one thing I want to ask from you, Rukia. Just this one thing, don't push me away far from you anymore or ask for divorce. It's the only thing that's holding us together, that's holding you to me." Ichigo move closer to her, both hands on the steel railings of the balcony, trapping Rukia inside his strong arms. Rukia can see the deep sadness and pain in his eyes.

"Everything that makes me whole, I'll offer them to you, including yourself. I am yours and you are free." With that Ichigo lean forward to kiss Rukia. She did not push him, she didn't know why but right now Ichigo seems to be telling her something so sad.

Ichigo's wet lips become more aggressive, his hands snake tightly on Rukia's waist, his tongue seeking entrance. She felt Ichigo gently pull her right arm and put it on his shoulders, by means of telling her to wrap her arms around his neck for support. She can feel the air of Paris, surrounding them, blowing their hair gently and the sunshine is bathing them with gentle yet warm heat.

His body is getting dangerously close to her. Rukia then felt his rough hands on her hips down to her ass. Ichigo moan on her neck as he gives her, wet kisses. He was intoxicated, he desired her so badly, needed her so badly. She lifted her up and they went inside to Rukia's bedroom. She surrenders herself for the second time with the man who she tried to forget but didn't know how. He said their relationship was nameless; can they define it now that they were making love again?

….

Clothes were scattered everywhere on the floor. Two figures tangled on the bed, breathing steadily. Ichigo was awake, staring at Rukia with gentle loving eyes. Her head was on his arms, making it as her pillow. Ichigo felt strong with her on his arms, peaceful and safe. Rukia's body is not touching his, her hands were on her chest forming a fist, so Ichigo move closer and kiss her forehead.

"If you want to be with someone else inside this marriage I won't stop you anymore but please share some of your affection to me Rukia even just a little." Ichigo knows it was sick to ask that to her but it's the only way he knows to be by her side without chaining her. He was willing to share her if it means making her happy.

Later that day in the afternoon Rukia met Ashido. She was confused and she didn't know what to do, say and feel anymore. Somewhere in her heart was telling her to come back to him and forget everything but she was afraid of getting hurt again and what if she wasn't that strong to start again. What if she'd break that easily? She's afraid of herself, the weak and helpless side of her, loving him to no end. She wants to talk to someone so badly right now. She left her room with the thought that Ichigo was asleep. She didn't know he was wide awake, that he had followed her to meet Ashido.

Ichigo saw how Rukia cried on Ashido, explaining him something. He felt awful, he made her cry again. Ichigo light his cigarette, he was a good distance away from Rukia and the man, making his move on her. He wanted to punch him and beat him to pulp for getting close to her but Rukia will not like that. He was special to her and Rukia might hate him more if he does something bad to him. Behind the glass walls of the café, the surroundings getting dark, slowly welcoming the night Ichigo watch painfully as another man touches her woman.

"Is this a world that can't even allow hoping? I already have piled up countless of mistakes. Those were when I held you hand, make a vow and then strongly stood by your side. If only I did not forget my promises… we won't be like this." Ichigo look up were the stars twinkle in the night sky. "I'll make it up to you by being in the pain of loneliness. Let me stay gently in your memories."

"Thank You for Reading"

"ALWAYS FAITHFUL"