Hello, it's me again! I'm on a Demons roll and am going to milk my enthusiasm for all it's worth! :D :D I thank you all the past reviews of Chapter 6, loved reading each and every one of them! :) I can't believe how far Demons has come, and I thank you all for the interest and support.
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And now here is Chapter 7. Hope you enjoy, had a hard time writing this one. *wipes sweat* :D
Warning: Some OOC-ness expected. :)
Rukia opened her eyes blearily as she heard the distant chirping of birds.
Morning.
She groggily rose from the bed and padded clumsily into the bathroom. As she stuck her toothbrush under the jet of water from the tap, Rukia peered at her reflection in the mirror. She noted the faint black circles around her eyes.
Rukia had not had much of a sleep last night. She was so restless and fearful, she could not close her eyes. Everytime she tried to, she could only see an unbearably misty pair of grey orbs…
'Stop it!'
Rukia gave herself a mental slap and immediately freshened up before changing into a light blue blouse over her cotton pants. As she headed downstairs, she tried to quell the growing nervousness. She also had a pressing matter on her mind: Otousan. What did he think of last night's dinner and of... Bya-
'Don't think of that name!'
Rukia nervously peered around the door and saw her Otousan. He was pleasantly humming to himself as he laid breakfast on the table, two ceramic plates holding an assortment of sushi.
She gingerly entered the kitchen. "Good morning, Otousan."
"Good morning, Rukia." Ukitake turned to her with his kind smile. "Do make yourself a cup of hot drink. And then come have sushi with me. You don't have class today, do you?"
Rukia felt relief wash over her at seeing that familiar smile, the very same smile she had first seen curve his lips so many years ago. She shook her head happily. Yes, now she could talk to Otousan about his day and everything. She had not had a chance to do so what with the intruder last night. Smiling, she immediately put the water on to boil and a teabag into her favourite bunny cup.
"This Byakuya-san…"
Rukia's heart immediately froze, and she slowly turned to face her Otousan. "He's nothing!" The nervous statement escaped her a little too fast to be entirely convincing. Otousan can never know what happened...
She watched her father smile at her from his place at the table. "You don't have to tell me anything, Rukia." He motioned to her to come sit at the table.
"I… but…" Rukia sat down and at her father's instructions, took up a sushi.
"It is not a problem at all. He just seems a very likeable and nice man, that is all."
Rukia had to prevent herself choking on the sushi, which she had just placed into her mouth. "I... don't really know… him." She felt her cheeks heat up.
"Something tells me there's going to be plenty of time for that." Otousan replied with a knowing smile.
xXxXx
"It is not a problem, and my absolute pleasure to do so." Byakuya sat back in his comfortable executive chair, the cordless phone held to his ear. "I hope the request wasn't too heavy." He listened for a bit. "Yes, because I have always held some interest but business time was pretty tight."
Silence.
"I see. Thank you very much, I will see you then. Goodbye."
Byakuya clicked the phone shut and leaned back into his chair, before putting his hands together. And as he sat in the silence, his thoughts began to drift...
Please leave me alone.
Her beautiful violet eyes.
That n-night… was just a one-time thing.
Her angry expression as she had shouted at him, the envelope containing the cash she apparently needed, lying forgotten on the counter.
We are strangers and I wish to forget it.
The slight tremble in her voice as she tried to stay resolute in front of him.
He liked it.
He liked it a lot.
He liked her spirit, her expressive eyes as she told him she wanted to forget everything that had transpired between them. He liked her fierceness, when she told him to get out of her life because she just couldn't be bothered with anything else in the world other than her family. He liked the way she stood tall and proud and told him it was the last thing they were ever getting involved in together.
He liked it.
Because it wasn't true. He could see her heart through those irresistible eyes… and it was not telling him the same thing her mouth was.
No. It wasn't. He could see her soft vulnerability and the faint longing and desire so primal to humans. It had not been a one-night stand to her as well. The fear and hostility she projected around him was evident of that… and it aroused the already burning desire he had for this mortal girl.
She was extraordinary.
Right from the moment she had addressed him as a demon in their first brush at the ice dessert shop. Right from the moment his heart jumped as her trembling fingers touched his skin. Right from the moment he had held onto her and passionately claimed her as his.
She was special… to him.
Byakuya shook his head slightly, and took out his sleek silver mobile. He easily began to key in something, his agile fingers dancing around the touchpad and a rare smile upon his lips.
xXxXx
Rukia jumped up from the bed as she heard the tinkling sound of her mobile ringtone. She had been lying on her bed and trying to read the scientific journals without taking in a single word.
She flipped her mobile open and stared at the unfamiliar number on the screen next to the message icon. Rukia opened her message inbox.
Her heart stopped beating in that second.
'I miss you. -Byakuya-'
Rukia immediately flipped her phone shut with trembling fingers and threw it beside her on the bed. She took up her journals and started to desperately flip through them.
'No, concentrate. Don't think about him. If you ignore, it will all be ov-
Her phone beeped again.
Rukia turned to stare apprehensively at her mobile sitting innocently on the bed sheet. Never in her twenty years of life did she ever expect to fear an electronic communication tool. Slowly, she reached over and took a deep breath. Then she flipped the mobile open.
'Can I come see you now?'
She gasped in shock as her heart missed yet another beat.
No.
'What the hell does he want? Why is he doing this to me?'
xXxXx
Byakuya tucked the sheathed silver dagger into his breast pocket and hung his office coat up over the wooden oak hanger.
He looked down as his mobile vibrated on the polished granite table.
'No. I am busy with my studies right now.'
A deep chuckle escaped Byakuya as he looked down at the message. It was so easy to goad a response out of her. He could clearly visualize her personality through mobile texting, could even see her wide eyes alongside her virtual refusal.
A loud knock at his office door made him look up.
"Come in."
He watched as the beaming redhead poked his head in through the door. "Hey Byakuya, it's time! I am so ready for some bloodbath tonight!" Renji grinned, baring his teeth in an evil grin.
"I will be there in a minute. Have all the preparations been made?"
"Checked thrice."
"I want to give all the members a briefing before we set off. The lesser of them we lose, the better. And the lesser work it is for Unohana-sensei. Have them gathered in the third meeting hall now. I will be with you soon."
"Hai."
Byakuya looked down at his mobile as Renji eagerly rushed off.
xXxXx
Rukia jumped as her mobile beeped. She hurriedly pressed the 'Read' option.
'I understand. I have some business now, and will come see you another time. Don't sleep too late and good luck on your journal critique tomorrow, I know you will do well.'
Rukia's eyes almost popped out of her head. How did he know? How did he know she had a seminar presentation tomorrow, in which she was going to have to choose three scientific articles and critique them? How did he know her mobile number in the first place? How did he know... so much about her? Despite feeling foolish for doing so, Rukia nervously glanced around her room once. She turned her eyes back to the screen in a mixture of fear and wonder.
Who are you... Kuchiki Byakuya?
xXxXx
Byakuya slid the sheet of Medical Sciences course schedule back into his drawer and rose from his office desk.
He opened the door just in time to see an overly-excited Renji appear in the hallway. Renji was always like this, always bouncy and eager whenever they were preparing for a battle of opposing clans. Today, it was going to be the Ishikawa clan, a clan that had begun to eat into the Kuchiki turf border despite the cardinal rule that only one established demon clan can reside in a given area amongst the mortals. Being the prior clan to stamp their mark on the districts, Byakuya had sent repeated warnings to the new clan to keep their members back from the Kuchiki territory. These warnings had apparently gone unheeded as reports came in of the opposing members coming to feed on the economy and human energy in the area.
Never one to take insults to his pride, Byakuya obtained permission from his grandfather to lead an attack on the enemy clan. Through his carefully-placed spies, he learnt that the ruthless leader was currently undergoing a Purification Period and was vulnerable and hence easier to be finished off, residing in the heavily-guarded Ishikawa mansion south of the area.
This was the golden opportunity the combatant in Byakuya knew could not be passed up. He was going to fight his way into the mansion and personally take the life of the leader by his own hands. Byakuya had long dispelled the century-old Kuchiki clan practice of sending expert assassins, preferring to go on these dangerous missions himself with the team. It was a way of sending the message out that the Kuchiki family was not a trivial clan to be messed around with, and that they honourably do not fear death even if performing ruthless deeds in the dark.
He nodded as Renji placed a hand on the handle of the enormous meeting hall doors. Renji pushed open the door to a vast cavern of a hall as two hundred of the best demon fighters and warriors under the Kuchiki family bowed to greet the young executive.
Let the massacre begin.
xXxXx
"Why am I stuck with you?"
Byakuya closed his eyes and tried to ignore the whining voice to his right.
"What do you mean you are stuck with me!? I'm stuck with YOU!" Renji shouted back. "And after all, Byakuya assigned us both this task."
Byakuya lifted his hand slowly to his face as a vein throbbed at his temple.
"It's embarrassing to be stuck with you." The flash of long brown hair swished in the air, as the whiny voice continued.
"YOU-
"Perhaps it is both your wishes to be ejected out of this limousine and get those personal issues out of the way before we head into enemy headquarters."
Both demons turned to Byakuya uneasily.
"Err… of course not! We were just trying to make things cheerful!" The busty Succubus clapped her hands in front of her, causing her assets to bounce together. "I need to lighten up when I'm nervous, you know."
Byakuya kept silent and ignored her.
"There you go, Rangiku. Annoying Byakuya again…" Renji leaned back into the limousine seat. "So, Byakuya… it's just us three into the leader's room when we see an opening?"
"Three of us would be enough to infiltrate the area. I can personally make my way into the sleeping chambers," The deep voice spoke. Both demons nodded, serious.
xXxXx
Byakuya stood silently in the dark bonsai garden of the Ichikawa mansion as the first line of Kuchiki elites breached the front security. He stayed motionless, his alert eyes surveying the quiet, foggy area for any sign of ambush. He also listened, rather than watched, as his men fought the guards of the mansion. He listened to the clang of blades and grunts as both sides fought for their respective masters. The traditional combat practice of centuries were evident in the minimal noise made by both opposing sides other than the clash of weapons and tearing of flesh.
Sixty seconds to breach the second perimeter.
"Go." The deep voice commanded.
The second line of elites passed through the occupied Ishikawa guards, taking down a few along the way. Byakuya swept after them, his camouflage cloak swishing out behind him. He watched as half of the elites began to engage the Ichikawa guards in the verandah, and his eyes focused on the entrance ahead.
Byakuya brought his hand out in front of him as he surveyed the battle about him.
Thirty...
Forty-two...
Fifty-eight...
The pale arm fell, and the second half of elites charged forwards. He watched his men enter the door and swiftly followed. Byakuya was just past the threshold when he heard the strangled cry behind him, immediately knowing that it was one of his own people.
A novice. Someone new on the team.
Byakuya looked ahead to the door and timed his movements. In the next second, his cloak whipped around him as he spun around and retraced his steps back to the verandah once again.
An enemy guard was almost close to tearing the Kuchiki elite's neck out when Byakuya swooped out and pulled the demon safely from the assault, simultaneously unsheathing the elite's sword. Before the enemy guard could realize what was happening, Byakuya brought the sword cleanly through the guard's abdomen and tore out half his jaw with his own hands, stopping any potential noise.
He turned to the shaken elite as the dead demon collapsed to the floor.
"Get back. You are enough of a trouble already."
"H-Hai."
By the time the elite lifted his head, Byakuya was gone.
xXxXx
Byakuya swept into the second terrace of the house as Renji and Matsumoto came through both doors on the left and right, flanked by elites.
"Get the last line of security. This will be the hardest. If you know you are going to die, bring down the guard with you." The cold voice spoke.
"Hai!"
The elites disappeared fast and Byakuya headed to one side door, Renji and Matsumoto following urgently at his heels.
"Cover me."
"Hai."
Renji and Matsumoto moved into position and they continued down the hallway, the hallway to the Ishikawa leader's bedroom.
"He would have known by now that his residence has been breached. Stay on your toes. I do not want to send you off to the medical unit."
"I wouldn't mind. Unohana-sensei is pretty cute, though a little too old for my taste," Renji chuckled softly as they advanced on the door.
"I meant Kurotsuchi Mayuri," Byakuya replied.
"Yikes," Renji whispered and stood a little straighter.
Byakuya stopped abruptly, and the two demons followed suit behind him. The trio watched as eight black-clad figures descended in front of them from the pillars holding up the clear moonlit glass roof. The masked team landed before the Ishikawa leader's door.
"The eight Royal guards of the Ishikawa family." Byakuya looked ahead at the ninja-like figures. "You two remember what I taught both of you?"
"That these pussies use the Three Star Formation for battle against intruders and in emergency situations, initiate the Blade Guard Assault? Pffftttt…" Renji laughed as he drew his sword. "My baby's been itching to lop off some heads for a while now."
Byakuya looked ahead. "Do not be overconfident." Renji immediately moved into a more defensive pose. "And remember that their weapons of choice…"
"… are the old-fashioned shuriken and kusarigama. And that they probably have never had sex with any beautiful ladies in their pitifully short lives." Matsumoto already had her sword in her hand. "Go on ahead, Byakuya. I mean, after we have cleared you a path."
Byakuya silently took a step back, and the royal Ishikawa Guards charged.
He watched as Renji and Matsumoto expertly moved into the counter-formation and took on four guards each. Byakuya had personally trained these two hard for two weeks in preparation for this battle. He had been strict and very tough on his two most trusted subordinates, knowing the potential lethality of facing this group. The Eight Ishikawa Royal Guards were good and not to be considered trivial.
He just had to make Renji and Matsumoto better.
The careful grey eyes took in the agile movements of his demon assistants as they went from defensive into offensive. Just a bit… just for…
Byakuya moved forward in that one second. He swiftly swept past the fierce battle raging around him and made it in front of the door. One of the guards advanced on him from behind and Byakuya turned to fight but Renji jumped between them.
"Don't take my fun away, Byakuya! Go!" Renji swung a slash at the guard. "Take that, idiot!"
Byakuya stared at Renji silently. "Bear in mind. I do not want to drag your dead bodies back."
Without a moment's hesitation, Byakuya disappeared through the bedroom door.
xXxXx
Byakuya walked slowly through the enormous chamber, where flimsy white curtains hung from the ceiling in a threatening makeshift maze. So this was where the leader slept?
He stopped for a minute and listened to the breeze blowing and fluttering the curtains.
A chuckle escaped him as he bent his head downward abruptly. A spear ripped through one of the curtains and hit the pillar behind him, where his head would have been seconds ago. He straightened to face the torn curtain, through which he saw the Ishikawa leader.
"Very impressive for relatively new talent."
"You may want to take some internal design advice from my hotel business." Byakuya addressed the leader as his gaze lingered on the hanging curtains. "Though I must say, this is an impressive bedroom design. I am reminded of an ancient Chinese emperor who had one-hundred-and-ninety-eight chambers and slept in a different chamber each night because he was paranoid of assassination attempts."
"In this situation, my fears are definitely confirmed, are they not?" The leader approached Byakuya, tearing down the obstructing curtain on the way. He was old, almost of Kuchiki Ginrei's age, but with short white hair and blazing red eyes. He was dressed in a plain black kimono.
"I cannot really argue with that," Byakuya replied.
"And you come unarmed? That is very brave, but then we are talking about Kuchiki Ginrei's beloved golden grandson."
"Have my famous deeds not earned me a name of my own?"
"Perhaps. Draw your sword, laddie. This is not a playground, and no great big Grandpa to protect you."
Byakuya chuckled and drew out a long katana.
The leader had already unsheathed his own sword and was pointing it right at Byakuya. "You look out-of-place, boy, with the traditional katana and your office shirt."
Byakuya's unfazed expression did not change. "Most girls these days like the best of both worlds. I am merely here to please my fans."
The leader let out a snort. "Such arrogance. Let's go."
Byakuya saw the flash of speed as the leader shot towards him. He brought out his own sword and the two blades clashed in a magnificent clang of steel. Byakuya swung his blade out in a forceful slash, only to be intercepted expertly by the leader. He spun around and aimed a kick at the leader. The Ishikawa head was caught unawares and Byakuya's leg collided with the leader's chest, sending the older demon flying back to the ground.
Wasting no time, Byakuya brought the sword down on the leader, causing floor tiles to explode into the air. Byakuya's keen eyes widened slightly as the rubble began to settle. There was no injured leader on the ground. Just then, something shot towards him before dust harshly marred his sight. Byakuya took a step back but immediately felt a stinging slash to his left arm. He retaliated with a swing of his blade and retreated several more paces.
"You come here and attack me without warning, so the sand was just a little repayment."
Byakuya blinked slightly before his sight cleared. He looked down coolly at the now-bleeding wound on his left arm and clucked his tongue. "Were six warning letters not sufficient?"
He was answered with yet another assault on his sword. Both clan leaders fought amongst the white curtains, slowly tearing down the carefully-crafted cloth maze, in an orchestra of blade clashes to match the battle outside.
xXxXx
"You are very good." The leader commented as he struck again and again against Byakuya's sword. "You have almost the same speed and precision I do... and my age vastly outstrip yours by hundreds of years."
The Ishikawa leader was indeed very skilful and agile despite his old age and Byakuya began to doubt if he had underestimated the power of this particular clan leader. They had been fighting for almost a half hour with no one gaining the upper hand, though Byakuya had managed to return the favour and deposited a deep cut on the Ishikawa clan leader's right shoulder. But the leader seemed to be going on the offensive in the same direction as if somehow moving Byakuya into a certain desired spot…
Byakuya retreated one more step and ducked as the leader aimed yet another brutal slash at him, the force tearing down the curtains in that area. The younger Incubus finally caught sight of the room properly.
Chains.
Metallic chains hanging from the ceiling right down to his waist level, in an ominous manner. In a corner, a weapon rack with three sharp spears stood against the wall.
"So you have a torture training room in here as well?" Byakuya brought his sword out to hold yet another blow aimed at his right arm.
"Close enough. Or a grave."
"I wonder whose." Byakuya replied and swung a powerful fist at the leader's jaw. The hand found its target and a sick crunching sound resounded in the enormous room. Taking his opportunity, Byakuya swung his sword out and knocked the leader's sword out of his ancient gnarled hands. The leader fell back and hit the weapons rack. Byakuya brought his sword down as the leader swiftly retrieved a spear and withheld the otherwise fatal blow.
His face contorted in rage, he pushed out with inhumane strength and knocked Byakuya back to the wall. Byakuya fell back and looked up in time to see a long hanging chain hurtling towards him. He ducked but realized a split second too late... that the chain now wrapped around his left arm.
Byakuya swiftly lifted his right hand to disengage himself but the next chain assault came lightning fast and secured his right hand, spreading his arms in a crucifix-like position. Byakuya's sword clattered to the ground.
"I am Ishikawa, the renowned clan leader with expert swordsplay and manipulation of weaponry. Did you think your six hundred years of baby fighting could match my one thousand? It is impossible for you to even get near my vulnerable heart. You are too big-headed, my child."
Byakuya stared at the leader silently.
"And now…"
The leader smirked and Byakuya's eyes widened as he lifted the third and last spear from the weapons rack. He charged at the young handsome demon, his face open in a victorious manic smirk, the sharp blade pointed directly at Byakuya's chest. Using his demonic energy, Byakuya swiftly pulled his right hand from the restricting chain and threw it at the advancing leader.
Too close.
The leader easily dodged the chain and brought his hand down and…
Too close.
Blade pierced flesh, and blood spurted into the air.
The pair of red eyes widened in shock... and then pain.
"The only time I can ever get near your heart…" Byakuya spoke. "… is by exposing mine so that you come to me."
The wide red eyes locked onto the calm grey ones.
"I will tell you a secret." Byakuya's deep voice continued. "Do you know why my speed and agility measure higher than senior demons even of noble blood? It is because…
The remaining torn curtains fluttered slightly in the wind, silent witnesses to the exchange.
… I was born with two Purification periods. Double the mortality risk for triple times the power."
The leader's eyes widened, a silver dagger now jutting out from his chest.
"And interestingly, we share the same Purification Period, one of mine anyway."
Powerful hands pushed the lethal dagger further into the heart. The Ishikawa leader let out a strangled grunt.
"That means I myself am vulnerable today, as are you. We both had the same odds at life. But I play dangerously because…"
Byakuya twisted the dagger in, his handsome face clean and untroubled.
"… I am Kuchiki Byakuya."
The clan leader was dead even before Byakuya extracted the dagger out of his stationary heart.
xXxXx
"Very good job, Byakuya!" Renji clapped a bloodied hand over Byakuya clean blue shirt. "Oops."
Byakuya shook his head and accepted the spare one he had entrusted to one of the supply staff. He rinsed his hands under the tap, as the leader's blood flowed along with the clear water, before drying them on a white towel. It was after the battle and the Kuchiki clan had retreated from the bloody aftermath of the assault on the Ishikawa mansion. Yet another clan had came off with disastrous consequences by defying the Kuchiki family.
"Send the victory news to Grandfather."
Byakuya took up his watch, which he had also left behind for the short battle. 11.50 p.m.
"But of course! Hey, where are you going?" Renji asked as Byakuya began to walk off. "We need to celebrate! This is a major achievement!"
Byakuya stopped, his back to Renji. "I am going to change. And then I have something… to see to."
xXxXx
11.58 p.m.
Byakuya stood in the balcony, his eyes trained through the glass on the small figure lying amongst the sheets.
He continued watching Rukia in silence as she slumbered on.
He watched her small hands curled up close to her pillow, her face turned to his direction. Watched her peaceful expression as she slept, her eyelids closed and breathing slow. Her stack of journals stood on the small bedside table.
So pure.
Byakuya stared down at his own hands, and then back to the little angel curled up in the midst of the soft sheets.
So pure.
Good…
Rukia stirred slightly and her eyes shot open. A breeze was blowing slightly through the balcony door. She rubbed her eyes and watched the moonlight bathe the empty balcony. Her eyes closed again and she drifted off blissfully.
… night.
xXxXx
Hope you enjoyed! :D :D It is a sort of in-between chapter again but it sheds light on more of the storyplot and characters surrounding the ByaRuki love. I have already given almost two chapters dedicated to Rukia's background and current friends so it's Byakuya's time now, for you to catch a glimpse into what our famous Incubus does during his serious work. :)
It was terribly hard to write the battle scene, I had a hard time trying to conjure up the scenes in my mind and then to write them out. Hope it was okay. :)
Now I would like to stress a few points in the story which I will label as EVENSTAR'S FACT FILE#1. Lol XD
1) I don't really know Japanese but I believe a doctor is called 'sensei' regardless. :) The real doctor is called 'isha' in Japanese but I do not think it is used as an honourific following the name. So I chose sensei for Unohana (yep, she's a fitting doctor in this story) :D Do enlighten me if this is wrong.
2) Shuriken is the ever-famous flying star-shaped disc blades which are commonly associated with ninjas (and their movies, lol :D). Kusarigama is also a ninja's weapon of choice and is a chain-and-sickle weapon. The chain is used to swing out to wound the opponent and the sickle for kill at close range. Interesting information you can find at a ByaRuki fic, eh? lol XD
3) There is a real story of the Chinese emperor who slept in his palace of many chambers and that he slept in a different one each night because he was so afraid of being killed by his enemies. I do not know the emperor's name and the number 198 was a random number I made up so it would sound good. :)
4) I would like to stress here again that the Purification Period and Sacred Exchange does not exist in the Incubus legend. It is evenstar lady's legend so it's completely made-up fiction. Though the legend of Succubus and Incubus are in fact... "factual" legend. :)
5) To conform to the story of their Japanese Bleach roots, the Succubi and Incubi fight with swords/katanas, though with no fancy shikai or Bankai addition. :)
I don't know why I did the Renji and Matsumoto combination but I just think both of them would make for a good laugh. I haven't decided whether to make this a side-pairing but right now, I do not think I will do so. Would love to hear your opinion anyway. :) And the Mayuri threat Byakuya keeps using for comic relief in the serious battle scenes.
I'm currently headed off to Sydney for 4 days, yippee! (anyone in Sydney I can put up with? lol :p) So do wait for me when I get back! Please do review this chapter and tell me what you think, and motivate me to write more! :D :D