I Am Your Slave Wife
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN BLEACH.
A/N: YOH! WE ARE GETTING CLOSER TO THE END! THANK YOU FOR STILL FOLLOWING THIS STORY, IGNORED THE ERRORS. LOL… SORRY FOR BEING LAZY, NOT CHECKING THE SPELLING AND CORRECT GRAMMAR. HONTO NI GOMEN-NASAI. m(_ _)m I AM REALLY HOPING THAT THIS STORY, IN ANY USE HAVE BEEN HELPFUL TO YOU. THANK YOU SO MUCH AND FOR THOSE READERS REQUESTING LEMONS. I AM ALREADY ANEMIC; SPARE ME WITH ALL THOSE NOSEBLEEDS NEH? ;) ARIGATOu.
CHAPTER 21: I AM YOUR SLAVE WIFE
"Answer your phone Rukia!" Ichigo worriedly thought pacing back and forth at the room where they had the meeting moments ago. Ikkaku called Renji 10 minutes ago to come to HQ.
"I can't contact Grimmy." Kenpachi casually said.
"Who the fuck is Grimmy?" Ichigo barked angrily. Kenpachi darkly grinned.
"He is your ex-girlfriends current boyfriend. We send him out to investigate or more like confirm if their current place of transactions and people who perform those transactions are still the same. He can be a good asset too bad we can't contact him now." Ichigo's face contorted angrily.
"And you thrust that son of a –
"We have his woman who is currently carrying his unborn child. He will not do something funny. So rest your ass assured berry-boy."
"Shut up, Kenpachi." Ichigo snarled.
Kenpachi flash another mocking grin, standing up to get coffee at the vending machine. As he pressed the buttons, his mind wanders. It has been 2 days, he can't contact Grimmjow, was he caught? He quietly asks.
Renji arrived at HQ. Everyone is restraining Ichigo of pouncing on Renji.
"Let go of me. I will kill this useless piece of shit." Ichigo tried to push Ikkaku and Urahara whose arms are hook on his shoulders. Kenpachi just laugh at them coming back from the coffee machine.
"Easy boy, easy." Kenpachi said trying hard not to laugh his ass out. Renji is behind him sweating buckets.
"So where did the princess go, you say?" Kenpachi ask leaning on the table, sipping his coffee.
"Somewhere south, in the mountains."
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Rukia's white Audi A6 slowly immobilize when Aizen's car went inside the black enormous gate. She's thinking to turn around but she's very curious.
"I'm just going to pass then turn back." She said driving her car closer, as she, slowly pass the enormous gate Rukia didn't notice the strip black line on the asphalt road shifted to spikes. Rukia almost lost control of the wheel when her car had four flat tires.
"Oh, crap! Why now?" She cries out trying to calm her rapid breathing. Rukia reach for her bag to fetch her phone. She almost jumps out when someone knocks on her cars window.
"Calm down Rukia, calm down. You are not doing anything wrong so get your bearings and act normal." She said to herself. Rukia lower her windshield and smile sweetly at the man who is obviously a bodyguard.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" She casually asked.
"Aizen-sama wanted to talk to you, maam." He said. Rukia felt a lump in her throat. He knows she had been following him. Rukia felt her palm started to sweat.
"Crap, I'm in trouble." She thought starting to panic. She hesitated to come out but Karins face suddenly come to her mind it immediately fueled her courage and anger. She have nothing to be scared of rather than be scared remembering the things he had done to her family. She felt furious.
Rukia elegantly went out of her car with her head held up high, walking as if she owned the place. She will show him. She can never be intimidated.
"Welcome to my humble property Ms. Ku – Aizen was not able to finish his words when Rukia's hand collided with his left cheek. She slaps him so hard his face wag to the side.
"Where's Karin-chan?" Rukia sternly asks looking straight into him. Aizen sharply look at her from the corner of his eyes.
"I don't know what you are talking about." He coldly said, adjusting his glasses. Rukia grip her handbag tightly trying to suppress her anger. She cannot be careless; she is in no place to upset him. But she can't help herself, deep inside she is boiling with anger.
"How can he be so casual?" She bitterly thought.
They hold their grounds for a moment staring intently at each other, intense revulsion mirrored in Rukia's eyes. It is disturbing how empty he looks at her.
"I don't appreciate being stalk Ms. KU –
"Mrs. Kurosaki." Rukia interrupt him again.
"Ichigo has been force to marry you, right?" She wanted to slap him again.
"At least I didn't throw a whore to destroy him." Aizen chuckled.
"I have no intention of destroying Sensei's children. It is the other way around. I am doing everything that I can for their welfare." Rukia's face reflected confusion.
"What is he trying to imply?" She thought.
"I know Kurosaki Masaki-sensei ever since childhood." His tone of voice is surprisingly gentle as he voices her name. "I know her more than any of you." Then it suddenly changes like a cold air.
"I don't know what you are talking about. I don't think she will need the help of the man who plan her mur –
"Sir, the photo shoot is now starting." One of Aizen's bodyguards said, interrupting their conversation. Aizen look back at her with uncanny smile on his handsome features.
"Why don't you join us Mrs. Kurosaki, aside from being Isshin Kurosaki's half brother who is now your father-in-law… so as to say, it also means I am now your uncle. Why, don't you help us with the photo shoot? When you are a teenager you've model many teen magazines right?" Aizen walk to her back and gently push her to walk ahead of him.
"Why don't you help me promote this wonderful villa? Do me a favor for that slap you just gave me." He whispered sending shivers down Rukia's spine.
…
30 Minutes Later…
Rukia even if it is against her will felt hopeless when people started to gather around her and dress her like a doll.
The group of makeup artist and designers looks so excited and very glad they have her. They dress her like a royal bride wearing a white sexy, strapless tube top gown, with elegant embroidered designs. The gown is showing a bit of her cleavage and skin. It is so soft, hugs every curve of her upper body and flows pass her ankle, following her every graceful movements.
She seems to be doing well very professional. However, she is fairly observing the place for her escape and search for her sister-in-law. She's here now there is no backing down.
"I'm glad we have you Ms. Kuchiki. I was once at your photo shoot for a teen magazine featuring your brother's restaurants. I'm glad you are back to this business." The enthusiastic gay babbled out. Rukia weakly smiled.
"Right, no one seemed to know I got married." She sadly thought.
"Let's go Ms. Kuchiki." The gay man said offering his hand to his beautiful model.
"It's actually Mrs. Kurosaki. I am already married." She said. His jaw drop everything seems to quiet down.
"Oh, really?" Is his only reply, a bit shaken by the information. Rukia cannot seem to look at him in the eyes.
"Ichigo has been forced to marry you, right?" Aizens words echo in her mind, something stings deep within her. Rukia sighed memories of the past seem to come back.
Rukia measured up with all the professional models around her. She looks like a goddess under the gentle rays of the sun; beneath her are healthy green moist grasses. At their background is the four-storey palace like villa. They all thought she model like a pro.
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"Fuck!" Renji cursed nursing his broken nose.
"Stop whining baboon. You fucking deserve more than that." Ichigo nonchalantly said driving steadily with a deep scowl in his handsome features. They are heading south. They still didn't know where's Rukia but everyone is trying to track her down. Renji sighed.
"I'm sorry. I was careless." He said eyes mirrored regrets.
"It's my fault I shouldn't have let her work but it's very hard to say no when she looks so hopeful. How can I deny her now? I feel that I don't have the right to and it is wrong for me to do so." Ichigo sullenly said. Renji move his gaze to his friend. The egotistic man, his best friend had married.
Kurosaki Ichigo since high school is a popular, smart, tough and charismatic man who only listens to no other than Rukia herself. The same person who can beat, fight and make Ichigo Kurosaki turn to a violent worrywart when the said person date a guy out of pity or went to some place without him beside her.
He always feel the need to protect her for a reason he always insists that he is responsible of her, for he was the one who taught her how to fly and live her life the way she wanted to. He is always jealous of him, deep inside he knows he valued Rukia more than his own life.
"You did the right thing. Rukia wanted a change. You have cage her for a long time, denied her of her rights. Rukia no matter what she decides or do from now on is for the good of your future family."
"And there is no way I will let Aizen destroy that." Ichigo's hold on the stirring wheel tightened. Renji's gaze move to the windows.
"Since when did you lose?"
….
Rukia carry the hem of her dress, getting support at the tree beside her. They had a 20 minutes break, she can't find Aizen so she decided to run at the back of the villa and hide at the ample forest behind the enormous villa. Rukia look around, at her right she saw a small wooden house ten feet away from the villa most likely a house for tools or supplies, at her left around 20 feet away from her is a truck perhaps a storage for all the dresses and costumes for the models.
"He can't probably hide his hostage in here so I only have to worry of my escape." She thought. "I don't know where this forest leads but got to do something than nothing." She said, gathering the front of her gown and run again. She is quite far from the villa now, maybe at the heart of the forest when she suddenly trip on something.
"Ouch!" Rukia cry out immediately pulling herself up. She look back to see what tripped her. She saw her dainty feet clad in a black stretchable strap heels beside a bracket metal, hardly noticeable by the dirt.
"What is that?" She thought, pushing herself up. She scrutinizes the thing, feeling the urge to leave and just forget it but curiosity got the most of her. She enclosed her hands on the metal bar and with all her strength pulls it up; beneath all the dirt is a steel plate but what surprise Rukia the most is the concrete ladder leading down.
"Oh my God." She thought, speechless. Its dark the way down, she did not know what is in there. Nevertheless, Rukia shook her head, a determined look flash in her ethereal features. Karin's smiling face flash in her mind. "It's now or never." Is her last thought before descending the dark stairs with her long white gown flowing, following her.
Rukia halted her steps trying to make her eyes get use of the darkness. It looks like a tunnel or dungeon, bad smell coming close as she walks deeper into the darkness. Her only guide is the dirty wall; she follows it to wherever this place will lead her.
Rukia felt goose bumps on her skin, scary sounds of rats or bats are getting closer.
"Karin-chan?" She shouted, hoping she is here and will call her back but her own echoing voice answers her. She felt a little disappointed,
Rukia is tempted to go back but her eyes caught something. A light? She hurriedly runs for it. And what she saw terrified her tremendously. A man, no a bloodied, half-naked, brutally beaten man inside the cell is hanging in the air. His wrists are both painfully tied to elevate him.
"I never thought an angel will come before my death I always thought it will be the devil." The man painfully utters a forceful grin ghost his bloodied face. To Rukia's surprise she wobbly step back, tripping on her own dress.
"Yo-your alive!" She exclaimed sprawled on the floor. The blue-haired man slowly moves his gaze to the said creature in front of him. His vision cannot clearly make out her features but he knows she is a woman. A black-haired, fair-skinned woman in a wedding dress? He must be hallucinating Grimmjow mockingly chuckled. Of all the women, he can hallucinate in his dying state, why someone who looks like Ichigo's woman?
"Hey, are you really alive?" It is a stupid question but at that moment, Rukia didn't know what are the right words to say. Grimmjow weakly chuckled.
"Barely Ojou-chan." Is his short answer. Rukia help herself up and move closer to the metal bars separating her from the blue haired victim.
"Why are you here? Did Aizen do this to you?" She asked with deep compassion. No one deserves to be treated this cruel.
"Right back at you, Ojou-chan. You don't appear to be dress for a rotten place like this. Did you get lost?" Rukia's forehead creased. How can he still grin in his current state? She thought quite puzzled.
"I think I am captured? Aizen is such a dead face I don't know what he thinking. But I am looking for someone, you happen to see a high school girl here? Please tell me she's been kidnapped by Aizen. Her name is Karin Kurosaki. She's my sister-in-law." Grimmjows eyes slightly widen.
"Don't tell me this is really Ichigo's woman?" He thought, shock of how fate or whatever people call it, play on them. Grimmjow can't hold a bitter laugh. "You got the wrong place Mrs. Kurosaki. He will not put the children of Masaki Kurosaki his obsession in a god forsaken place like this." Its Rukia's turn now to be surprise. She can't understand why this man know so much.
"Who are you and why are you her –
"You should go and escape. I bet all of them, especially that man is worried sick of you to a point of losing his head." He is right he should go now and escape but can she really leave him like this in here? Rukia thought but what can she do? How can he free him? She look at the jail bars, surprisingly the main door is not lock. Rukia look back at him.
"In his state I bet they also thought he can't escape anymore." Rukia open the door and went inside.
"What are you doing?" Grimmjow slightly panic. "What in hell is she trying to do?"
"Let's escape together. I can't leave you in here." Is Rukia's bland reply, rolling the machine to slack the chains that will lower him down.
"Are you crazy? Do you think I am in condition to –?
"There is no way I am leaving you here. I had enough of Aizen's cruelty. I am taking you with me whether you like it or not." She firmly said unlocking the chains on his wrist. The badly beaten flesh started to bleed again, the chain lock has pierce through his skin. Rukia can observe him thoroughly now that she is closer. He is bath with his own blood, a result of continuous beating of a wired lash. Rukia ripped the end of her dress tie it on both of his wrist.
"Don't be crazy woman I will just slow you down! Stop being so stubborn and leave me here!"
"Oh, shut up blue boy." Rukia kneel in front of him with her back against Grimmjow. She took his arms hooks it on her shoulders. "Cooperate and we will get through this alive!" And with all her might she stands up and pull Grimmjow up with her.
Grimmjow is about to complain regarding of being called "blue boy" but instead he cannot help but hissed his wounds are opening. He looks ahead, trying to catch some air and steady himself. He saw her creamy white neck, sweat trailing down to her smooth flawless back.
"She smells nice." He thought.
"Hang in there ok. I'll send you right away to the hospital when we get out of here."
Grimmjow groaned painfully when he tried to put pressure in his legs.
"Fuck, it's hopeless I think they broke my knees." Rukia focus all her strength for them not fall. Grimmjow have all his weight on her. He cannot even feel his legs and his eyes can hardly see.
"Don't give up idiot are you a man or what? You are so huge yet you are weak and whine like a girl." Rukia scolded him as she lowers him down back on the floor. She checks his knee and she cringed. A bone is obviously propping under his bruised skin.
"I am not weak and I don't whine like a girl!" He angrily retort.
"Then prove it to me that you are not weak, its time for you to show your courage." Rukia encourage him to talk to divert his attention of what she will do next. Grimmjow started on how he beat up guys, run the cops and so on while Rukia fixed his legs.
"And I am a member of the Espada." The sudden confession brought Rukia's hands to an abrupt halt. "I am your enemy; we are enemies Kurosaki, Rukia." He needs to make her leave him. She needs to escape more than him.
"I don't know who you are but it's not right what they are doing to you." She coldly said pulling him up again.
"Don't you understand? I was part of the syndicate who plotted to kill all –
"I KNOW! BUT DO YOU THINK A HUMAN DESERVE TO BE TREATED LIKE THIS? DON'T YOU WANT TO LIVE? THINK ABOUT THOSE PEOPLE WHO CARED FOR YOU. DON'T JUST THROW YOUR LIFE NO MATTER HOW DAMNED IT GET! DAMN IT!" Rukia trembled in frustration and emotions. Grimmjow is speechless for a while, feeling strong emotions scorching inside his heart. Eyes shadowed by his bangs, he utters in a whisper and almost ashamed.
"I don't think I deserve to escape but my girlfriend is carrying my child. I sincerely want to see my child grow." She felt warm drops of tears on her shoulders.
"Then believe in yourself, in me, because we are about to dance with the devil. Don't fall espada. You won't die alone anymore, I am with you."
It was a long struggle from that dark prison to the truck that will drive them out of here. "Ok, Rukia calm down. You are finally here." She utters trying to strengthen herself. Grimmjow is almost unconscious beside her in the passenger's seat. She can't believe it's going to be like this. Her throat felt dry and her skin was damp. Feeling fear at the back of her mind suffocating her.
They are both lucky that no one saw her, half-dragging, half-carrying the almost unconscious blue head ex-espada member. She already ripped her long bloodstained gown leaving her with a very short skirt. It's better like that for she can move easily.
Rukia looked around she can see from a far that they are starting the photo shoot again. Moreover, they will soon find her. Rukia start the truck right away and slowly drive out. No one seems to mind about the truck driving out.
She is very nervous. They might stop her by the gate. As she approach the huge black gate. A guard went out probably asking for identification. Rukia immediately look around. She saw a bag and pours out its content on her lap. She saw an ID of a man. She immediately lowered the windshield enough not to show her face and slip the ID.
"Where are you going Sir? The photo shoot is not yet done." The guard asked. Rukia is sweating even more, enough to dehydrate her. Now is the time to make use of her voice acting skills.
"I was asked to get more dresses for the model, Boss." Rukia said in her manly baritone acting voice. The man nodded and opened the gate for her. Rukia felt a nail pluck out of her lungs. She felt relieved but still can't stop shaking.
At last, they are out it is time to speed up and escape.
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"Aizen-sama, Grimmjow escape from his cell." One of his underlings said in panic.
"Find him in the forest. He might be hiding in there." Aizen calmly said.
"But Sir, Ichigo-sama's wife is also missing." Aizen had dropped his magazine. His eyes moved sharply to the man.
"How did that happen? What did I pay you for?" He calmly said. But repression is evident behind his calm voice. The man trembled in fear. He has to fix this immediately or he will not see the light tomorrow.
"Shut all the gates. No one was allowed to get out. Send two troops both in the north and in south road. They are the only vehicle who can get out of here. Moreover, if ever you see them together. Shoot them." Aizen ordered, getting up from his comfortable couch to the huge window.
"Your such a bitch Kuchiki." He thought anger mirrored his eyes.
….
"What are you looking?" Grimmjow asked gaining consciousness.
"A phone I need to call my husband." Rukia's other hand keep on searching at the compartments of the truck while the other is holding the steering wheel. Grimmjows slightly blurred sight caught Rukia's appearance. From her angelic face that is full of concentration, to her neck down to her breast then to her exposed creamy tighs.
"Ichigo Kurosaki, what a lucky bastard." He thought. An amuse grin emerge in his beaten face.
"What are you grinning at?" Rukia asked brow creased in a frown.
"Ah, I just thought Ichigo is a lucky bastard." He simply said. Rukia's frown deepens.
"What are you talking about?"
"I think that's a phone beside you." Grimmjow immediately changed the subject.
"Ah, lucky!" Rukia squealed. Grimmjow observed her innocent face. He thought she is very simple minded.
"I'm sorry for everything." Grimmjow shyly said. "Do you know how many times I pointed a gun at your head? I observe each one of you through the lens of my riffle. I am a stray cat from the streets who did not know where he came from. I live with a dark past and I live with a principle that only the strong survived. I met Aizen as a businessman. He gave me home, education, and he teaches me how to fight. I am very grateful but as time passed by I realized how he molds me to dig deeper into the darkness, to my own grave." Grimmjow quietly look through the window.
"All the members of Espada didn't know anything useful they can do in their life except follow orders to do a crime. We are all indebted; it is a never-ending cycle. People like us from the very start will never find a place to live, like a place where we belong.
"Bullshit." Rukia coldly said. Grimmjow snap his head back on Rukia.
"Did she just say "Bullshit"? How can the heir of the eminent Kuchiki, Byakuya act like this?" He wondered.
"Everyone has their place to live. The girlfriend you said carrying your child in her arms is the place you belong blue boy! Therefore, don't you dare say all that bullshit! I struggle to find a place in Ichigos' heart. Everyone will always struggle blue boy. Keep your head held up high no one has the right to look down at you." Grimmjows' eyes widen slightly, no one has ever said that to him. He was for a while dumbstruck, but he can't help the laughter that is bubbling up inside him. He raised his hand and gently mess her hair.
"You are so simple minded."
"Hands off blue boy." Rukia annoyed slapped his hand away.
"It's Grimmjow Jagerjaques. The sexta espada."
Then everything black out.
A sudden rush of strong wind hit inside the open window of Ichigos' police car. With excellent luck, their car with the best timing stops at the intersection, when all at once a small white truck is rolling fast and furious on the road.
"Holy shit! What the fuck just happened?" Renji asked taking his gun out. He just saw two cars with armed men inside.
"They are after the truck. Call HQ Renji!" Ichigo switch gear and followed the three cars.
"HQ this is 256ALFA ROMEO, 256ALFA ROMEO. We need back up. I repeat we need back up. South of Tsuyobu-shi. North of Shinyang Prefecture." Renji informed.
"Fuck Renji they are planning to kill whoever is inside that truck. They are reloading a sub-machine gun to shoot. Open fire pineapple-head. Aim for the driver!" Renji pull out half of his body out of the car and started shooting. He hit the bulls-eye and one car down it runs out of bounds.
The truck miraculously is back on its wheel, zigzagging on the road but still running. Aizen's men started to fire at Ichigo.
"Fuck, there are cops!" They cursed. "We have to finish this quickly." Rukia's lips are bleeding, she bang it on the steering wheel after the strong smash at their rear bumper. Another impact hit them, Rukia hold her wheel with all her might to steady the truck. She's starting to get scared.
"Ichigo, ICHIGO HELP ME! HELP ME STRAWBERRY!" She shouted with all her strength. She wishes he would be here. Tears started to form in her eyes. She wants to escape and go home.
With all the noise and ruckus happening around Ichigo's eyes widen when he heard her voice asking for his help.
"Rukia, Rukia is in that truck." Ichigo uttered to himself. Renji look at him puzzled.
"What?"
"Rukia is there she is calling for me!"
"Fuck! Ichigo what are you doing? Did you lose your mind, slow down?" Renji panicked when Ichigo rush ahead. They are about to level their car the same as Aizen's men. Ichigo pull out his gun, point it out of the window and brains started to splash out. Renji can't help but watch him dumbfounded.
"He is not even looking to where he is shooting." Renji thought enthralled.
Ichigo called Rukia on the radio informing her that he had come for her. When both cars had stopped, Renji can't tell if Ichigo is worried or excited. As he held Rukia in his arms, who just carelessly jump at him from the truck. He is grinning and smiling like an idiot. Arms protectively wrap around her.
Ichigo tried to comment about her dress and asked, "What fuck is that man doing in there? Did he do something to you?" at once pulling his gun out. It earns him a good smack on his arm holding the gun and a painful kick on the shin. He pretty much deserves it. The poor guy is on its last leg.
More officers arrived and blue boy has been brought up to the hospital. Renji called Kenpachi to inform him about the incident and to have a brief report. After the call, Renji look around for Ichigo. A smile appeared on his face. He saw them at their police car. Rukia is sitting on the hood, with Ichigo's police uniform on her. Her arms encircled around his neck as he made himself comfortable between her legs, kissing Rukia passionately without a care of their surroundings.
The sunset peaking between their faces.
"I LOVE YOU." He breathes between kisses.
"THANK YOU FOR READING"
"ALWAYS FAITHFUL"