Lemony: Ok, I feel incredibly dirty for writing this.

Wicked: Yes, you should feel very dirty! Lemony what goes through that sick little mind of yours as your writing?

Awesome: *turns red* This chapter is EXPLICT! So please don't read if…wait we warned of lemons in the summary!

Sigma Stigmata contrary to its name was a frat house of gentlemen. Unlike most fraternities that only care about drinking and sex, this one had actual goals…and then they drank and had sex. Every girl on campus wanted a Sigma member because they had a reputation for keeping 'naughty things' under wraps. It seemed as if every sexual fantasy you could think of they tried at least once but never uttered a word to soul, they where sworn to secrecy.

And every dirty, wicked, naughty fantasy Rukia could think of she had in mind when dressing for the party. Orihime and Rukia where getting dressed when Orihime suddenly spoke,

"Rukia what are you gonna wear?" She said buttoning up her shirt, Rukia had been rummaging through the dresser searching for the one thing that would get every guys attention, the one thing her Nii-sama forbid her to ever wear, and the one thing that would make Rukia's name known!

She held up her piece de resistance, Orihime fell back on her bed staring up at the ceiling.

"Rukia, are you really going to wear that?" She exclaimed eyeing the piece, Rukia nodded mischievously.

Oh this was gonna be good.

~Party Time~

Gin was at Sigma that night, he didn't care for fraternities really. He thought by the time the members graduated they'd have beer bellies and overly-inflated egos. And he especially didn't want to pledge, go through Hell Week, and be a Sigma members punching bag for most of his college life. Nope, he was a-ok with flying solo. Besides what do you really get from being in a frat anyway? He was leaning with his back against the wall just watching everyone else party, Izuru was with him and cringing with every step he took. The poor thing was sore and didn't want to be up walking around, he wanted to go back to sleep! If Coach Zaraki found him here, he would be running laps for days!

He leaned against the wall next to Gin and was heaving for air, he date insisted they dance.

That was an ordeal!

He tried to hide and not move for the rest of the night. Gin chuckled at his friend, he must've forgotten he had a track meet first thing in the morning. The silver-haired man would be sure to get him good and drunk. Sure, Izuru was his friend, but Gin would kill to watch him run with a hang over.

Gin was nodding his head to the music when he suddenly heard it stop. It was like a needle scratching on a record. Everyone was whispering amongst themselves and staring at the entrance. He craned his neck over people and nearly fainted.

There stood Rukia.

Clad in a backless, strapless, hit the cleavage, white mini-dress and three inch heels! Gin felt his heart quicken just looking at her.

Dear God.

What in the name of Jesus?

Rukia was…damn…there wasn't even a word.

She sashayed into the party, her slender hips swaying invitingly, that dress hugging her curves in the most delicious way. Every time her heels clacked Gin's heart skipped a beat. Although Rukia had modest attributes she knew how to use them. Gin tried to speak but his mouth moved yet no words came out.

"Where's the music?" Rukia purred to the stunned crowd, and just like that the music started back up again. Gin was pushing his way through the crowd to get to that woman, but he was intercepted by Akira Riichirou. Now if it was one person Gin hated more it was Akira Riichirou. The two had a very…hostile history…

It all started Gin's freshman year when Akira boasted he would never get into Sigma Stigmata. To prove him wrong Gin pledged and come to find out, Sigma loved him! However when it came time for his initiation, he turned their offer down flat. No one every said no Sigma Stigmata.

No one had the balls.

And that's why Gin gained the respect of every fraternity. Everyone thought he was most ballsy guy on campus…everyone except a humiliated Akira who made it his mission to snuff that silver-haired pain!

Now here they where standing off once more,

"Excuse me, Riichirou." Gin said not to politely, Akira scowled,

"Is there something you want to say to my date, Ichimaru?" Akira replied every word dripping in acid.

"Date?" Gin said arching an eyebrow at Rukia, who slipped her arm under Akira's.

"Yes, date. Now if you'll excuse us." The raven-haired girl said sashaying into the crowd on Akira's arm.

Gin stood there, flabbergasted!

What in Jesus name just happened?

Meanwhile on the dance for Rukia was shaking it! The DJ had the grace to put on Ride It by Ciara. She and Akira had all eyes on them as they grinded to the beat, people where 'ooohhhhh' at some of the naughty dances they where doing. Rukia was rolling her ass very slowly while Akira picked up the slack from behind. Everyone was cheering them on.

Everyone but Gin.

He was in there crowd with Izuru, he was scowling so hard his face hurt. Rukia was doing dances that would make a stripper proud! And she was doing those dances with his worst enemy or all people when it should have been him out there slow grinding with her! Gin gritted his teeth once Rukia rubbed up against Akira totally off beat but obviously doing it intentionally. He watched in a jealous rage when Akira snagged an arm around Rukia waist and the two began to gyrate slowly.

"Will this song every end?" Gin thought angrily his fisted balled tightly, so tight in fact, his knuckles turned white. He watched as Rukia and Akira got lower and lower on the dance floor!

That should be him out there! Not Akira!

Finally the sound ended, and Gin let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He began to relax but then saw Rukia stand on her tippy-toes and whisper something in Akira's ear. The blonde grinned and turned a furious shade of red. Gin stared on in horror as Rukia led Akira with a deviant grin on her face as well.

Just what the hell where those two going to do?

"That's right," Rukia thought looking out of the corner of her eye, "Take the bait, you silver son of bitch."

Rukia sashayed from the party holding Akira's hand. Gin took a deep breath and followed behind them. He knew he shouldn't have, but he wanted to see just how far Rukia was willing to take this…

Sigma House is a big dorm, a person could get easily lost in a massive Greek House. Gin was in the one of the hallways. He glanced around searching for that little temptress and the bastard who had his temptress! He was about to give up when he heard male groan from nearby.

"What the fuck?" Gin thought following the sound, It sounding like…groaning? His stomach was churning as horrible images of Akira fucking Rukia popped into his. If that happened, Gin would beat Akira to a bloody pulp, and he would fuck Rukia into a coma!

Gin finally found the couple and he was seeing red!

There was Rukia and Akira where in a small sitting room on a couch. Akira's pants where around his ankles and his head was rolled back in mind-numbing pleasure.

"Rukia…ahh…ahhh. Yes…" He groaned, Gin watched in horror as Rukia took all Akira into her mouth, deep throating him. She swallowed him down as far as she could gaining a strangled moan from the blonde. Gin glared, he could feel his blood pressure rising. Rukia was taking him like an expert and he was enjoying it. Gin growled once sucking sounds bounced of his ear drums. Akira's groans became more consisted while Gin felt like a perverted voyeur for watching. Rukia pumping Akira's cock in and out of her mouth like a mad woman, her eyes lidded with enjoyment. She was languidly teasing two men at once, sure she felt like a total slut, but Gin had it coming. With her tiny hands wrapped around his shaft, Rukia continued her

"Shit!" Akira swore raking his fingers though Rukia's hair, she was moaning with his swollen manhood in her mouth, licking, sucking, and teasing every place her tongue would reach.

"Oh Fuck!" Akira swore exploding into Rukia's hot little mouth, she swallowed all of him gulping down his release. Once in the final throes of his climax, Rukia kissed the tip of Akira's cock. She leaned back with a satisfied smile on her face while Akira was slumped over, his head on the back of the couch, heaving for air. she sexily scuked each finger making a pop sound.

"That was good, Akira," Rukia purred, Akira nodded unable to find words.

Then Rukia looked to the door and winked, she knew the entire time Gin was watching.

Good, she wanted him to see just how bad she could be!

And what better way to tease a man than make him jealous.

Upon seeing the wink, Gin stormed out of Sigma house cursing under his breath. Rukia, that little bitch, had some fucking nerve! Gin's hands where clasped into tight fists once he stomped back to his door, he was so furious! Rukia snuffed him, and snuffed him with his mortal enemy!

That black-haired broad aced him!

He growled thinking back to how much Akira enjoyed it, the bastard! Wait until Gin got his hands on her, he'd fuck her until she couldn't walk! And he hoped to God he caught Akira somewhere because he was going to beat the shit out of him! He was so angry he began to stutter obscenities. He had to find a way to channel all this rage into getting Rukia back…and fast! The score:

Rukia: 2

Gin: 1

Wicked: Oh my… *blushes furiously*

Awesome: Hahaha, in your ass Gin! Rotflmfao!

Lemony: Welp, there ya' have it…REVIEW!