Hi, soooo sorry for the long update, have lots of collage work and my other story so did this as quick as i cud!

I don't own bleach.

Warnings: Lemons, lime, violence, language, (incest) if u consider it, i don't but its up to you!

Chapter 3

A Clumsy fall

The day after the event with her brother was a very traumatic one for Rukia. During this time she had gotten no work done in the office. Afraid she was sick, captain Ukitake had suggested she go home as he failed to see the point in staying at work if one is feeling ill or depressed. She quickly shot down his proposal in flames, as she was terrified of running into Nii-sama, who was the root of her turbulent feelings.

What was that last night? Ok, so maybe it was a brotherly love that had compelled him to pull her into bed, sharing body heat and all that. However last time she checked, brothers didn't reveal to their sisters that they want them, and in more ways than one she suspected. She felt a wave of anticipation as soon as she heard his name and felt her strong desires when she smelt his spicy scent. This was pathetic; she refused to give in to her urges and refused to have anything to do with her Nii-sama.

She spent the rest of the day sulking in the office, helping with the new recruits and steering well clear of her captain, as he would send her home in a heartbeat. However she couldn't freeze the time like she could objects and Shinigami and soon enough it was time to go home. She cursed the setting sun, which normally she loved as the sky displayed the stunning reds and oranges.

She shook her head while she dragged her uncomprehending feet along the floor, making scuffling sounds and marks in the dust. She sighed loudly and wanted nothing more than to flop to the ground like a bad tempered child and wallow in the embarrassment of her situation.

"Why?" She groaned angrily as she dug her heels into the ground. She frowned and looked at the ground, thoroughly pissed off with herself and her brother. Stupid man, she thought, why'd he have to do that? Pulling her into bed with him with such force, strong and tender at the same time, who does he think he is? She cringed at the thought of his almost bare body wrapped around her fragile frame, enveloping her and rubbing his scent on her during the course of the night.

She openly cursed him, and yet she loved it, so much so that she could barely think of anything else. Oh gods, it had felt good, but being so close to him made her weak at the knees and her heart thunder in her chest.

"Stupid, Nii-sama!" She cursed loudly again.

"Rukia," Byakuya called out from behind her, as if on cue, the wrong cue. Rukia jumped ten foot in the air and cried out in alarm before turning her head slowly and meeting his gaze, which to her surprise was not full of anger for cursing him, but full of care and, curiosity was it? She didn't know but it was enough to keep her gaze for a few seconds. She abruptly looked away as her mind exploded with her thought of him during the day, many of the far from decent and some of them damn right awful.

She held her breath as she waited his wrath and looked around impatiently as he was delaying his punishment, which he would have been all too happy to give her, just not the type she was thinking about.

"Don't be late home," he warned as he brushed past her deliberately and walked ahead of her. Rukia shuddered, but not from the cold, but from him as she looked down. His body language had been icy towards her, like usual and like he is to everyone else, and yet, his eyes expressed something else, something she simply couldn't fathom. It terrified her, his contradictory moods and signs; they were driving her round the bend and the only thing she wanted to crash her body into was his. She blushed and looked up to find he had vanished from sight, obviously he had flash stepped home and she should probably do the same.

She gulped almost before tracing the steps of her brother, holding back a little in case she ran into him. Fortunately, however, she did not.

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"H-How was your day, N-Nii-sama?" Rukia managed to say at the dinner table that night.

Byakuya clenched his fists under the table, it took all his will power not to correct her and confess his mounting lust for her. Kami, when the hell will she stop saying that name?!

"It was good," he mumbled, "Because all I thought about was you."

"It was good, good," she stressed the good innocently.

"Yes," Byakuya said, desperately trying and failing not to make this conversation have the sexual double meanings, "Very…good."

"Well, I was good as well," she replied without thinking.

Byakuya almost chocked and his eyes widened at her innocence and her not knowing what she was really saying.

"My day, I mean," she said hastily, seeing her brothers reaction, "I was good at the office today; it was good, very good!"

Rukia looked down and stared at her food, having lost her appetite but still having her strong other appetite which made her curse under her breath, her drive was getting higher by the day.

"What did you do today?" He asked, which surprised her, he normally never asks her how she is feeling never mind about her day and what she did.

"I um…fantasized...helped with the new recruits, pictured you everywhere I went… organised some paperwork I er, er…"

She stopped as Byakuya got up and apparently stopped listening to her as he had a smug look on his face. She had been reduced to one-syllable words as he walked past her and she continued to babble like an idiot.

"Do not retire too late," he advised her as he exited the dining room. He smiled all the way to Rukia's room where he removed the various plugs and sockets from her heater that he had had temporarily 'fixed' where she was out, Rukia was going to have another cold night. He grinned cheekily; feeling like a love-struck teenage boy again as he made off with her cables and stashed them in his private wardrobe.

Meanwhile, Rukia bolted down her dinner, it was cold but she was starving and didn't care as she found it impossible to eat in front of Nii-sama. She was scared that she would spill rice down her and look like a fool, or get sauce on her face, even though she wished she would so he could have the pleasure of licking it off. She sighed, like that would ever happen. She pushed her now empty plate aside before she stood up and stretched, clicking her elbow joints and rotating her hands. She slowly walked back to her own room, taking Nii-sama's advice of getting an early night and fumbled to find the switch of her heater. She changed quickly, using the darkness to shield her before climbing into bed.

After a few minutes, she was as cold as ever and threw back her thin sheets to stumble over to her heater, only to then groan as it was emitting no heat or anything for that matter. She grumbled before dragging her body to her brother's room, where he was impatiently waiting for her.

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Rukia shifted slightly between the crisp, white sheets and yawned before slowly opening her eyes. She furrowed her brow a little as something heavy and warm was laying over her. She turned her bleary eyes towards the window and soon turned back as the light hit her. She then took a few minutes to wake herself up before gasping in horror at her predicament. Byakuya was half laying over her, half of his body over hers and the other half on the bed next to her. His arms were flung out, and one was covering her, penning her in almost. She could feel his heat, contradicting his icy demeanour and she could feel his toned chest against her nightshirt, which unfortunately for her, was thin, there may as well have been nothing there.

"Nii-sama," she whispered in a desperate attempt to wake him up.

He stirred but did not wake, much to her disappointment. But was it really disappointment? Wasn't this what she really wanted? She kept quiet as she rethought her state. She was in a large cosy bed with the man she wanted most in the world, half lying over her and trapping her in what could be seen as protection. She turned her head a fraction so that she was looking at his gorgeous and peaceful face as he was facing her and touched his ear with the tip of her nose, just to see what would happen. Nothing. Her spine tingled a little; she was enjoying this after all. She relaxed again and looked down at his bare shoulder that was currently on her neck and smiled cheekily. There isn't any harm in experimenting is there? She touched his shoulder with the tip of her tongue and quickly relaxed again, trembling with nerves. Nothing. It took all her might not to continue, he was her brother after all. She smiled, she had never tasted skin before or felt the warmth on her tongue until now, and she liked it.

Byakuya took his turn to move and opened his eyes slowly to see Rukia awake and in a world of her own. She was deep in thought and had failed to notice he was awake. His eyes widened a fraction as he felt half of her fragile body beneath his but he did not move however and she didn't seem to be objecting. His thoughts were realised when he felt her delicate fingertips run across his arm soothingly. He closed his eyes and revelled in the feeling, he didn't care that it was his sister whom was doing this. He smiled inwardly as her fingers reached the very bottom of his palm, her arms were little and that was as far as they could reach. Without thinking he closed his hands over the tips of her finger and held them tight while she gasped loudly.

He slowly opened his eyes again and pretended to wake up, "Rukia?"

"Nii-sama!" She cried in surprise, "Did I wake you? Please forgive me!"

Byakuya reluctantly prised himself away from her and lay next to her, cursing all the way, "You're forgiven. I did not realise we were in such a predicament."

Rukia blushed madly but flinched at his normal cold and harsh tone, she should be used to it by now but it wasn't the tone she was seeking. She jumped out of bed lickety-split and bowed whilst apologizing before dashing out of his room.

Byakuya sighed and banged his fist onto the pillow next to him. It was warm; it was Rukia's pillow or had been, "God damn it!"

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Rukia stood at her captain's desk, trembling a little, she hadn't stopped since that morning, she wasn't cold, she was just shaken up. The papers were shaking in her small hands, making rustling sounds and pissing Jūshirō off slightly.

"Look, Rukia," he said calming before the noise made him snap, "Why don't you have the rest of the day off?"

Rukia shook her head hastily but said nothing, prompting him further, "I don't know why you're so reluctant to go home but you're not getting any work done here so I suggest you take it home so you can relax a little. Perhaps I should have a word with Captain Kuchiki that you're not doing so well…"

"No," she almost cried, making him jump, "I mean, I'm ok, no need to worry him!"

He nodded and kept his work whilst Rukia gathered up her things and excused herself before returning home, dragging her feet all the way, she would have to face the music sometime.

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Later that night, Rukia peered around the corner, her heart thumping as she strained her eyes to check whether the coast was clear. She sighed in relief as she neither saw nor heard head nor tail or her brother before she scuttled quietly to the supply closet. She swiftly nabbed an inkpot as she had run out of ink and she still had a few remaining articles to trudge through and make note of for her captain. She bolted back out of the closet and rushed back to her room, keeping her eyes peeled for him, as she wanted to avoid any confrontations.

She smiled as she reached the solace of her room and slammed the door shut after her before turning up the heater she had luckily found in the basement and sat comfortably in her room. She glared evilly at her work, she was bored and would rather run into Nii-sama than carry on, and that was saying something! She held the tip of the brush up to her bottom lip as she thought. She reflected on her day, that morning to be precise. Her eyes became heavy and her eyelids drooped subconsciously as she recalled her brothers firm and warm body partially covering hers, his skin on her tongue and nose, oh god, it was killing her, torturing her inside, playing with her mind until she would snap.

She suddenly opened her eyes as there was a knock at the door; she glanced at the clock, dinner time, her stomach rumbled at the thought but she quickly put her arms around her stomach, trying to silence the beast that was growling from in her tummy.

"I'm not hungry," she lied casually; figuring it was the servant, "Please tell my brother I will not be joining him."

She sighed in relief at the thought of avoiding him until she soon froze on the spot and held her breath even too sacred to breathe.

"Rukia," Byakuya said from behind the door, nearly making her have a seizure, "Come out please, as your brother I have a right to see to it that my sister is eating regularly."

Rukia relaxed a little, she suddenly felt deflated. The simple words, 'Brother' and 'Sister' had summed it all in one sentence, it was unrequited love. Of course it was, he was still in love with Hisana, and she would always be second place next to her 'goddess' of a sister. She was on the verge of tears but she refused to cry, as she wouldn't get too caught up, too late now.

Byakuya waited through the silence, straining his ears to hear her, what was taking so long? What the hell was she doing in there?

"Rukia," he prompted, his voice a little softer, if that was at all possible.

"Hai, Nii-sama," she said quietly, making Byakuya scowl, that damn bloody word. He backed away from the door and finally saw and heard the door handle, revealing a small and downtrodden Rukia. Her head was down and she was dragging her feet a little.

"What's wrong Rukia?" He asked quietly.

"Nothing, Nii-sama," she replied hastily as she walked ahead of him, her head drooped still.

"Don't lie, Rukia," he ordered.

"You wouldn't understand," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Try me," he challenged as he commandeered her hand and spun her around to face him, their noses nearly touching.

Byakuya concentrated on her eyes, not looking at her lips, which he itched to kiss. He searched her eyes and smiled inwardly, he had found it, albeit small. He could sense her fear, her nervousness and her innocence but he could also see the small look of want, the sheer want for him, or so he hoped, he just didn't realise how big this want was at the time. Byakuya revelled to himself, he has always been good at figuring people out with their eyes, and he had a certain way of extracting their feelings with a simple icy glare.

Rukia's heart was pounding ten to the dozen, they were so close, she could smell him again, that punchy smell, she could feel his sheer power in his hand that was tightly wrapped around her own. She was blushing terribly, and she was terrified, terrified to kiss him, terrified she would never have the chance to again. She had never been in such as horrific predicament, should she smash the barrier line that cuts off brother and sister relations or should she keep it well intact and back away now?

Neither of then had chance to do anything as they heard approaching footsteps, making Byakuya release his grip and walk ahead of her as if nothing had happened, only to meet the servant to remind them of dinner.

"Shit," she cursed under her breath, she couldn't keep this up, and something would have to give.

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The next morning, after spending a night in her own bed, even thought it had been lonely and she had been craving his arms that would wrap around her and pull her in, she, walked out of her room, fully dressed in her Shihakusho and ready to go to the squad barracks.

She was breathing slowly, as the huge pile was teetering, threatening to topple over at any point. She stopped for a few seconds and peered round the pile, as she was unable to look over them, she was walking with no clear line of vision.

She hurried a little, worrying about the time when she cried out in fear as she slipped and fell forwards, weighted down by the papers.

She seemed to fall for ages and saw only black as her eyes were clamped shut; she suddenly felt two hands on her arms which held the stack, which was now beginning to disintegrate and papers were flying around her.

Byakuya braced himself for the fall as Rukia fell with the papers, he hadn't time to do anything else but pull her into him and enfold her waist with his arms and make her drop the pile by releasing one hand and grabbing the pile off her and throwing the papers aside. She pushed her head into his chest, aware that someone was there, she was unsure who.

She finally hit something hard, she as surprised as it wasn't as hard as she had expected and the person groaned, it sounded awfully like Nii-sama.

She eventually lifted herself a little as her hands were firmly on the floor, on either side of her 'knight in shining armour' who had saved her from seriously hurting herself. She slowly opened her eyes and gasped him horror as Byakuya was staring up at her. She tried to sit up a little more but his arms were around her, firmly clamped and unwilling to let go. After a while, she stopped resisting, why would she want to, but why was he doing this? Was it to make sure she was alright?

"That was very foolish of you Rukia," he said quietly.

Rukia's eyes widened, she had been expected a heinous remark in his icy voice, but what she got was a mild statement in an almost caring voice. She was blushing as her had to breath through her mouth a little, as she couldn't get nearly enough air, she was almost suffocating. Her heart was pounding and her face was crimson.

Byakuya smiled inwardly to himself, the papers were everywhere but they could pick them up later, her lips were parted, making it all the harder not to steal a much, much needed kiss.

Rukia was lowering her head involuntarily, bringing them closer rapidly, so much so that their noses were touching and their lips were mere centimetres apart.

"Nii-sama…" she managed to say.

"Correct her now, do it now, nip it in the bud and make her cry your name" his mind begged him.

"Rukia," was all he managed to say before she broke free from his now relaxed grip to bumble about and hurriedly pick up the papers in a tizzy, that by the time he had gotten up, she had already grabbed them all and was rushing to her squad.

"Fuck," he cursed under his breath, he vowed that next time; he would not hesitate to have his way.

Something would have to give indeed.

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In the next chapter: Things start heating up and Rukia is trapped by the person she least wants to see.