A/N: Thank you all for your reviews guys. I'm going to be hoping for more before I give out a chapter three. Let's aim for 10 reviews for a chapter three! C'mon ya'll! Please? Anyways, let me answer some of your reviews here.
darkchocol8807: Thank you for the review :D! I know, they really are! Hehe
MaskedClouds101: Yeah, I tried, but it's not an easy thing to do, especially for the basis of the story. I mean, Westley is so much nicer and romantic than Ichigo is, and Buttercup is a lot more different than Rukia … but that's part of the challenge, making all the characters from Bleach into the characters from Princess Bride and keeping them in character. I'm pretty sure it will also make the story cuter and funnier. But that's just me getting my hopes up XD
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Lunar Iris: I know it's ambitious, but I love a challenge, and this was a big challenge. So I took it on … I just hope I don't mess the story up too bad, I love Princess Bride. Either way, I know I'm not really going to do these two great stories any justice, I just hope I don't ruin them too bad. If I feel like I'm butchering two of my favorite stories, I'll stop, but I hope that doesn't happen.
Disclaimer: I probably should have said this in the first one too … but I don't own Princess Bride or Bleach. If I did, neither of them would be as good as they are.
Ukitake stopped for a second to catch his breath and look over at Toshiro, whose hands were uncrossed and resting at his side. He was still looking away though, but anyone could tell the story had caught his attention. Ukitake smiled politely and marked his page before speaking. "Do you need anything Toshiro-kun?"
Toshiro shook his head and Ukitake shook his head lightly before speaking. "But Toshiro-kun, you're sick. You should probably have something to eat or at least have some medicine and drink something."
Hitsugaya grumbled and just shook his head. "Fine, I'll have some water … but tell me Ukitake-taicho … what happens next in the story?"
"Ah, well … let's get your water and then we'll continue the tale." Ukitake said with a smile as he stood up. Toshiro watched his white haired superior walk to the kitchen in his room, his thoughts drifting to Ukitake's own illness and he couldn't help but wonder if Ukitake was doing this because he sympathized. Toshiro shook off the thought. "Speaking of illness," he said to the elder captain, "how is your condition? Shouldn't you be taking care of yourself instead of me?"
Ukitake laughed from the other room. "I'm fine; my illness hasn't attacked me for a while. Besides, I wouldn't want to give Unohana-taicho anything to fret about. She's much too busy with her own dealings to worry about me." Little did he know that as he was talking about her, Unohana had gone to check up on Ukitake to make sure all was well with him. She had been worried about his health, or at least that was the excuse she had made to see him. She was a little disappointed when she learned that he wasn't there. But enough of Unohana's story, that's not what you're reading this for. Let's get back to the story before I start rambling.
Toshiro sighed and watched Ukitake come out of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand, smiling widely. The elder captain handed the boy the glass of water and took a seat back on his chair. "Is there anything else I can get for you Shiro-chan?"
To this, Hitsugaya just shook his head and took a sip from his glass of water. "No, thank you. Continue the story please Ukitake-taicho."
"Of course. Now, as we left off, Ichigo's boat had been attacked by The Dread Pirate Kenpachi, and Rukia had locked herself away in her room. For The Dread Pirate Kenpachi does not take prisoners. Rukia had been locked in her room for a long while; she knew that with the death of her farmboy, she would never love again. She had hardened herself against everything in the outside world, and when she was certain that her heartbreak had lessened, she left her home and went to the nearest cliffs. If Ichigo was not alive, she had no reason to live either. It was then that Prince Aizen had been riding by with his hunting party and caught site of the beautiful woman on the cliffs. He sat back and admired from afar, or that's what observers would have said.
"When she was about to throw herself off the cliff, Aizen's right hand, Byakuya, rushed forward and caught the girl from throwing herself into the depths below. Rukia screamed and struggled against his grasp as he pulled her up and onto the flat surface; his stoic face never seemed to change as he looked the woman over. That's when Rukia took in the taller man's features. He had long, raven black hair. His silvery scarf was blowing in the wind. 'Are you okay?' came a voice from somewhere other than Byakuya.
"Rukia turned and looked over her shoulder to notice the smiling form of Prince Aizen walking over to them. If Rukia wasn't suffering from a very severe heartbreak, she would have thought of Aizen as handsome and Byakuya as downright beautiful. Rukia just nodded, her expression rivaling that of the ever stoic Byakuya. Except that his eyes had a bit more life in them then hers. Aizen walked over to her and held out his hand. 'Come,' he said, 'let me take you back home.'
"Rukia took the proffered hand and stood. They walked back to her house, all of them on foot, because Rukia refused to ride one of the horses that were offered to her. When they finally reached the house, Aizen had knocked politely on the door, his smile never faltered. Finally, someone had answered the door. Rukia's twin sister, Hisana, had come to greet them. She was slightly taller than Rukia, but just as beautiful. Byakuya, who had previously paid no attention to Rukia, was immediately enthralled with her twin. In her mind, Rukia had thought that it was odd … her and Hisana looked nearly similar, only a few slight differences, and yet the stoic man was paying more attention to Hisana than he was to her.
"Aizen had asked to see Rukia's parents, and they were taken into the modest family room, where Rukia's parents sat. When they noticed Aizen and his guard entering into the room, they stood and bowed politely, to which Aizen told them to forget the formalities. It was then that he asked for Rukia's hand in marriage. Her parents thought it over and spoke with their daughter. Rukia had only requested to have a few words with Aizen in private. Out in the garden, the two spoke.
"'I want you to know,' she said to him, 'I will never love you. I could never love again.' Aizen just smiled and nodded before speaking. His calm voice and sickening smile never faltered.
"'Is that all you wished to say?' He asked. Rukia just stared at the man, completely at a loss for words as she nodded coldly and quietly. 'Ichigo, my farmboy, I'm so sorry.' She thought to herself. And when it was agreed upon, Rukia was to be made Princess. Her family was thrilled. And the royal family was happy that their son had finally found a young woman to be his bride." Ukitake stopped for a second and looked up at Toshiro, who was now sitting completely at attention, his gaze locked on Ukitake. Juushiro chuckled and raised an eyebrow at Toshiro. "I see the story has your attention?"
Toshiro nodded and motioned for the elder captain to continue. Ukitake picked up the book and shook his head. "I'm glad you've taken an interest. It seems to me that people nowadays, especially kids, don't seem to appreciate books."
"Please, Ukitake-taicho, continue the story." Toshiro nearly pleaded. Ukitake laughed and nodded. "Alright.
"A few months had passed and the news of Rukia and Aizen's engagement was announced to the public. Over the course of the next few months, an unspoken bond had grown between the soon to be Princess and Byakuya. Although none could say for certain if he was getting close to Rukia to get to Hisana or out of genuine affection. And Rukia grew to know Aizen better. She knew he was a great hunter, and that all in his entourage were also skilled trackers and hunters. There were times, however, that Rukia needed to escape the confines of the castle. So she went riding on her own every Wednesday and Saturday.
"One Wednesday when she was out riding, she was attacked and knocked unconscious by a group of three people. She didn't see her attackers, but she was certain of one thing as she was falling into unconsciousness: They were going to get caught.
"But from their perspectives, they were just doing their job. There were three men; one of them was a huge, tan man with short black hair that would have covered his eyes if it wasn't combed well enough. He was well muscled with long arms that hung out of his red and gray sleeveless shirt. He currently held Rukia in his arms as he led the way towards the group's ship.
"The second man was shorter, with long red hair that was tied up into ponytail, a bandana across his forehead, hiding parts of the tattoo's that appeared on his forehead. His face was a bit hard, but his eyes were a bit kinder than his expression. His shirt was loose on his body, showing the tattoo's that covered his arms. A black and red colored image was on the back of his white shirt showing a baboon with a snake for a tail. His long black pants were swishing against each other as he walked evenly behind the giant, his katana clapping against his leg with the movement.
"The third man was about the same size and height as the second man. His pink hair made him stand out the most among the trio. Everything about him seemed to match his hair. His pink glasses, the white clothing with light shades of pink highlighting the material, it all made him stand out in a crowd. Unlike his two counterparts, he was smiling widely as he made his way to the boat.
"The man with the red hair sighed and folded his hands behind his head, leaning back a little as he walked. 'Why exactly are we doing this again?' he asked in a somewhat gruff voice. His pink haired companion just laughed and shook his head before speaking.
"'Because its part of the plan, and we get paid.' He said in a light voice, his tone expressing to all how carefree he was about the situation. They were all aboard the boat now and the giant and the red haired man were tying Rukia up as the pink haired man made his way up to the wheel of the ship. The red haired man scoffed and looked back at the man who appeared to be the leader of the trio.
"'And what exactly is the plan Szayel? Why should we care about this little girl?'
"'Ah, my dear Renji, we should care because we get paid to "escort" her to Las Noches, kill her, and frame them for the murder. Seireitei will go to war with Las Noches due to the loss of their princess and we will get paid as a result of our work. And it's a pretty nice fee too.'
"'Seems pretty complicated, but if we get paid, I'm fine with it.' Renji said as he went and sat down on the nearest chair, the giant sitting next to him. Szayel pulled the boat away from the docks and started out along the river as Renji started to speak again. 'So wait, if we need to kill her, why not just do it now rather than wait until we get to Las Noches?'
"'No, no, no, no … we have to make it look like she was killed there. If we don't then the whole thing is botched and we don't get paid.'
"'So then we need to get her to Las Noches and kill her there and do it quickly before someone from Seireitei finds us and hunts us down, right?'
"'Renji, I'm getting tired of you talking. Shut up.'
"'Oh my, he's getting mad. Hey, Chad, doesn't Szayel like to fuss?' Renji looked over at the giant, smiling. Chad looked down at Renji and took a seat next to him and spoke quietly, almost monotonically.
"'He really does like to scream at us.'
"'That's alright, I don't really think he means any harm.'
"'It just shows his lack of charm.'
"'Hey, you're pretty damn good at rhyme.'
"'It happens sometimes.'
"Szayel was getting agitated as he listened to his two companions. Gripping the wheel to the boat tighter her growled and said as menacingly as he could 'Shut, up.'
"'Chad, can you take a look for rocks up ahead?'
"'Sure, but if there are any, we'll all be dead.'
"'If you don't stop it, I'm not paying you, and I mean it!'
"'Hey Renji, you want a peanut?'