Chapter 20
Ripped Skirt
Rukia was able to walk once the long flight ended. Of course, Ichigo had even needed to carry her to the bathroom on the airplane, and once inside the ridiculously tight space, they'd managed to get it on (quietly) to completion inside of there. Rukia wearing a short skirt had made it especially easy.
"The moment we're in the hotel room, I'm going to get you naked and have my way with you." Rukia whispers in the elevator, and Ichigo blushes but grins at the same time.
"I suppose it can't hurt to let my wife have her way…" Ichigo says, and Rukia reaches around squeezing his ass so hard he flinches in reaction.
"I wouldn't be surprised if I have a red mark on my butt from you…again." Ichigo says, and Rukia's laughter makes him smile instantly.
"Get used to it, I love squeezing your tushy!"
"I love squeezing yours too." Ichigo says before he reaches down and gives her a taste of her own medicine. Rukia presses her front into his and reaches around with her other hand so that she can properly grab two cheeks instead of just one.
"I just want to gobble it up whole!" Rukia announces to her husband and he rolls his eyes at her.
"You're weird."
Rukia squeezes again. "You love it."
Ichigo leans down to kiss her, passionately. "You're absolutely right. I want you so bad, I might do you right here." Ichigo says just as the doors choose that moment to slide open.
A family is standing there, a mother, a father, and a young girl…and they're all bright red at seeing the passionate way Ichigo and Rukia are embracing one another.
"I'll race you to the room!" Rukia says excitedly, breaking away from him into a sprint, not giving the family a second thought or look, and Ichigo gives them an apologetic look.
"You're not going to win!" Ichigo calls after her, grabbing up the bags in his arms and tearing down the hall after his speedy little wife.
She tears around a corner, and Ichigo dashes at top speed to catch up to her. When he turns the bend, Rukia is there, holding her leg out, sticking her tongue out at him. He flies face first towards the ground, and his wife dashes on ahead of him.
"Looks like I'll win!" Rukia calls back over her shoulder, and Ichigo picks himself off the floor as quickly as he can.
"That was dirty Rukia! Cheater!" Ichigo shouts as he hears his wife laughing ahead of him.
"Sorry!" She yells at him, even though she doesn't sound sincere at all.
"You are not! Liar!" Ichigo yells, still feeling the sting from where his nose crashed into the floor.
"I truly am! I'll make it up to you!" Rukia yells as she throws her card key into the lock, making it into the room before Ichigo can, by about twenty paces.
When her husband gets in the room, he looks rather irritated with her, and he crosses his arms.
"Just how do you plan on making that up to me? You tripped me so that I landed on my face!" Ichigo exclaims, and Rukia has to bite her lip to keep from laughing.
"I have a surefire way to make it up to you, Ichigo…take off your pants." His wife is practically purring, and her eyes are sparkling as she issues her command.
Mad as he is, he can't argue with her wishes.
"Maybe I'll forgive you." Ichigo tells her, as he pulls down his pants.
Rukia steps forward and yanks down his boxers before she takes his already hard penis in her hand.
"I want to use my mouth." Rukia say quietly, and Ichigo's eyes widen.
"I forgive you."
"I feel so used." Ichigo says as he watches his wife pull on a fancy looking business suit.
"Because I have to leave?" Rukia asks, and Ichigo nods.
"You just have your way with me and leave? You make me feel like a piece of meat." Ichigo says forlornly, and Rukia smiles before she steps closer to the bed.
She leans down to kiss him, and then she gently pinches his nose.
"You're my meat." Rukia tells him in a low voice, and Ichigo rolls over.
Bad move. Rukia whacks him on the ass, and this time she's not gentle.
"You keep that up and I'll make you late for your meeting. Not only that, but you won't be able to wear that sexy little outfit, because I'll get my splooge all over it." Ichigo says, and Rukia whacks his ass again.
"Easy boy, we can go for round three when I get back." Rukia says, and Ichigo turns around to look her in the eyes as he smirks at her.
"We'll be going for more rounds than that," Ichigo says as he looks her up and down appreciatively.
"After we get something to eat of course, have a nice suit on, and be ready to eat somewhere fancy when I get back," Rukia tells him, and Ichigo nods.
"I'll just take a short nap first, so that I can be rested for later."
Rukia smiles as she slips on her heels.
I can hardly wait for the meeting to be over!
"It's hard to believe you're the same girl who helped out on the last case, you don't look nearly as young as you did then, and we didn't work together all that long ago." The huge FBI agent speaks to her and Rukia laughs at him.
"It's only because I'm dressed like this. Stick me in teenager clothes and I pass for a fifteen year old easily." Rukia says, looking a little annoyed over that fact.
"I hear congratulations are in order, you got married?" The agent says next, and Rukia smiles widely.
"My husband is waiting for me back at the hotel." Rukia's face softens as she calls Ichigo her husband and the agent laughs.
"John! Is the famous Ms. Kuchiki here?"
"No Greg, the infamous Mrs. Kurosaki is here."
"That's right, I did hear she was getting married…did that already happen?"
"It just happened Sir, I'm happy beyond belief." Rukia says loudly, and the man named Greg steps out into the hallway to see her.
He holds out a huge hand for her to shake, and Rukia does. "Don't hang outside the meeting room, everyone is anxious to see you."
Rukia steps into a room filled with a few dozen FBI agents, and she gets that same old nostalgic feeling that she got the last time she was in a room with so many of them.
What an incredible aura. It's moments like this that I am in awe at America's power.
Rukia looks around and sees some faces she recognizes and several new ones as well. One of the faces she doesn't recognize is a man who jumps up to his feet after he gets a gander at her face and size.
"This girl could end up dead working with us on this case! These guys are ruthless!"
"Really Mike? Why don't you go and try to take her down for yourself then." Greg says with amusement, and a few of the men who know Rukia get amused expressions on their faces.
"Don't joke around, I'd snap her in to two pieces before she could even scream."
Rukia is definitely sure she could not take the whole roomful of agents, but she's absolutely certain she can take any one of them, in a one on one confrontation.
"That's rude. I'd like to see you try." Rukia says before she thinks on it for too long, and that causes all of the men who know her to start holding back their smiles, and a few are covering their mouths to keep a laugh from escaping.
"Mrs. Kurosaki, my agent meant no rudeness, but since some of these men are new, I would appreciate if you would demonstrate to them why we find you so valuable to these types of operations." Rukia recognizes the voice. It's the same man who was in charge the last time she helped.
"Mr. Peterson!" Rukia exclaims with a smile.
"Go on Mike, try and take her down." Mr. Peterson's words have Rukia's eyes back on the rude man in an instant. He rises from his seat and advances on her quickly since he's a large man with a long stride.
Rukia waits. She already knows what she'll do. She'll take him down and make him wish he hadn't question her abilities.
He reaches in to grab hold of her arms so he can twist them around her back in classic arrest style, but Rukia ducks out of his grasp in a lightning quick motion before she launches herself in the air, and kicks him square in the gut.
He hadn't expected it. He hadn't tightened up, and the little girl knocks the wind out of him on her first attack. Because she caught him off guard, it gives her the upper hand. Rukia lands on one foot, and then brings her palm up into the soft fleshy part of his cheek, he lets out an involuntary grunt as she does that, even though he's still trying to catch his breath from her first hit.
Her designer skirt rips a bit as Rukia jumps up in the air and spins around mid air before letting her foot crack him in the same spot she'd just palmed him.
He can take no more, he goes down.
"That was pathetic Mike!"
"She took you down in under ten seconds!"
"Doubt her now?" Mr. Peterson is openly laughing at Mike, who is staring at Rukia with wide eyes.
Mike is still trying to catch his breath, but his face is red from being embarrassed in front of the entire team working the case.
"Your cheek will sting for awhile, I'm sorry." Rukia tells him, as he's still trying to catch his breath.
"While it's true that you have an impressive martial arts background, I do think I'll want you around to do another demonstration such as that, when I make the request to put more federal dollars into combat training for our FBI agents. Every single man in the FBI should be able to take you on, but I have the sneaking suspicion that you could hold your own against any one of us."
"I may be willing to do that, if you get me that meeting with the head of homeland security." Rukia says, and a few of the men gawk at her.
What does she want with homeland security?
"We have a deal then. For now though, I have to start briefing you. I know when we contacted you last month, we said it'd be a four month job, but our guys are impatient to get this group of scum off the streets. Many have been working overtime, voluntarily without pay, to get further ahead in the investigation than where we predicted we'd be."
"I don't mind, I'll be able to spend more time honeymooning with my husband if we finish early." Rukia tells him with a grin, and everyone in the room quiets down, so that the plan to stop the latest known sex slave operation can be underway.
The instant Rukia walks back into the hotel room, Ichigo sits up, looking at her with a sexy smile…until he notices her ripped skirt.
"Rukia, what happened to your skirt? Did someone attack you?" Ichigo asks, and Rukia grins at him.
"Sort of, but it's not what you're thinking. I was giving a demonstration to one of the fledgling FBI agents who didn't think I'd work for the job." Rukia tells him, and Ichigo looks amused.
"I wouldn't want to be that guy right now. Can he still walk?" Ichigo asks, and Rukia laughs at him.
"Of course, honey! I took it easy on him. His face will sting for awhile though." Rukia says before she kicks off her shoes and dashes over to the bed, diving in next to him.
"Guess it doesn't matter then if I rip this off of you," Ichigo says, and Rukia giggles.
"Be my guest!"
This time, both of them are anxious to be naked so that some major foreplay can start, and the moment Ichigo rips Rukia's shirt enough to expose her soft creamy skin, he presses his lips to it.
"I want to lick you all over." He says in a low sexy voice, and Rukia moans her agreement.
"I want to lick you all over too!" She says, and Ichigo feels her hands pulling at his red silk robe, a wedding present from Rangiku. Rukia has a matching one, hanging in the bathroom.
They embrace passionately, each wanting to pleasure the other, both getting so turned on they want to drown in each other.
"I want to show you how much I love you," Ichigo says before he presses several kisses on her neck and ears.
Rukia sighs as he kisses her chest, and she runs her fingers through his bright colored hair.
I can feel how much he loves me…I just love him so much!
"You didn't listen to me at all. Didn't I tell you to be ready to go out for some fancy food when I came back?" Rukia asks her husband, since she's suddenly remembered what she'd said to him earlier, and Ichigo chuckles.
"I knew I'd be hungry for you first." He says, and Rukia laughs.
"That look on your face when I came in…made me forget all about eating food. I just wanted you." Rukia admits, and Ichigo hugs her tight.
"Maybe we can order in, so that we can go at it again when we're done." Ichigo says, and Rukia shakes her head but grins at him with amusement.
"You act like we don't have the rest of ours lives for that," Rukia says, and Ichigo gives her a look.
"Rukia. I know you probably don't want to hear this, but your newest mission…the one inspired by my mother…" When Ichigo trails off, Rukia gets worried.
"You said you supported it!"
"I do Rukia! But…I also realize it's dangerous. You should realize it too. You're playing with fire…a dangerous game to get involved in wanting to end the war raging on with some religious fanatics. The moment they realize who you are, and what you're doing, they'll want to make an example out of you. They've killed people for less. In your research, did you ever come across the story of the filmmaker who was shot dead for a film he did that focused on the violent nature of a muslim marriage?" Ichigo asks, and Rukia nods her head.
"Actually I did. But that only served to motivate me even more! If you back off, and only show fear to such an absurd mentality, they win. There should be a zero tolerance type of mentality from people who don't like the actions that the extremists take." Rukia says with a lot of feeling behind her words, and Ichigo looks at her sadly.
"It all looks good on paper, but this is human insanity you're going to war with. This mentality is something indoctrinated into these people. The more you kill, the more you breed hatred. The more people who reject their faith, the more you breed hatred. The more you try to do something about it, the more your life is in danger." Ichigo tells her, and Rukia gets a stubborn look on her face. He remembers it from the day she saved him, after she'd kicked so much ass.
"I won't turn a blind eye. For all the women brutally killed by their family members in the name of honor, for all the lives taken by suicide bombers, and most of all for your mother, I will fight." Rukia assures her husband, and he kisses her passionately.
"I'll fight with you. I meant what I said after our wedding, but I want you to understand what you're getting yourself into. There may be a contract out for your head." Ichigo tells her, and Rukia scrunches up her nose.
"To be perfectly honest, I long for the opportunity to take out a lot of my frustration from my research on one of the crazies in the flesh. If that opportunity ever presents itself, I'll send that piece of shit straight to hell myself." Rukia says with a determination that Ichigo finds to be completely enchanting.
"I'll help you take them there too." Ichigo says fervently, before he kisses his wife, and she laughs.
"Well…even though I wanted to take you somewhere fancy to celebrate coming to America, I suppose we can postpone that until tomorrow night and order in some pizza."
The happy look her husband gets on his face makes Rukia giggle.
"I'll call down to the desk, and have them arrange it." Rukia says, and Ichigo grabs his robe so that he can use the restroom. Rukia can't stop herself, she reaches out to grab his ass before he can get out of her reach.
She laughs as he jumps out of her reach and she grabs the phone.
"I'll get your robe so that nobody else sees you naked." Ichigo says, and Rukia grins at him.
"Thanks hubby!" Rukia calls out, smiling as she watches him walk.
I've got the sexiest husband in the world!