Hello, it's me again, evenstar lady with the latest update for Demons. :) Once again, the 3 weeks busi-ness is over so I found some time to write. I have to say though, I'm starting to face those "block" sessions again. I meant to finish this chapter yesterday but I couldn't bring myself to write... at all. Then I woke up this morning feeling really good so I could do up this chapter today. Actually, I planned out this chapter to finish up Byakuya's company dinner but in the end, I decided to break it into half because there will be a lot happening then and to be honest, I haven't penned them out and this will probably take some time because a lot will be happening.

Therefore, this chapter is a little bit plain for taste, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless and will wait for the next one. :)

Thank you to all my reviewers of the past chapter, your words keep me going. :) I dedicate this chapter to couples lover, who pointed out a HUGE discrepancy in the story which I have horribly overlooked. *cringe* Thank you for the feedback, I can think up 3 reasons for the mass deaths and will use one of them when a chapter requires need for this explanation in future. :) Thank you so much for that, I totally missed it! :)

Here you go, Chapter 23. Hope you all like it.

At two in the morning, the street outside was long empty, only the swirling bitter breeze company for any lone person who dared brave the ghostly hours. What little families that still remained in town had barred their doors long before the sun set, wary of stray looters and criminals. Behind one rusted wooden door, a dilapidated room sat in the darkness, lit only by the white light of a bright computer monitor. The occupant was awake, and working. He had been awake… and waiting for too long. Long fingers played across the keyboard as the words jumped across the screen in black, bold words.

'What is it? It seems unconventional for you to ask to communicate at this hour.'

A few seconds after the long finger hit the 'Enter' key, an answer jumped swiftly up onto the screen.

'Pardon me. But once you hear of my news, you will find the time worthy.'

'And that be?'

'Kuchiki Byakuya abruptly abandoned the directors' meeting in Seattle to return to Tokyo today.'

The long fingers, which had been drumming on the side of the keyboard, stopped and took their place at the keyboard once again.

'That is very interesting. Do you know of the reason?'

'No, I do not at current time. No one seems to know of the reason, but I cannot single out those who I think are not telling the truth. Then again, this might not be of any importance, he might have just decided to return to Tokyo to show the directors that Azaris is powerful enough not to need investors, indirectly clinching the deal.'

'That is foolish to think. The one thing about Kuchiki Byakuya is the combination of his pride and principles, in spite of his ruthlessness. Though annoying, these sort of demons carry out their duties with a sort of honour code and will go through with any duty they are assigned to. Him willing to leave a meeting so important to his clan must mean something. There has been a distraction for him somewhere, and it will be this that we will capitalize on. Try your best to find out what it is.'

'Yes, I will try my best.'

'Very well. You have to pardon me now, I have to go… hunt.'

The long fingers reached out to the screen and turned off the monitor. The entire room plunged into darkness but even so, he could easily make out the farthest corner of the room where a single overturned chair lay, even the speck of grey dust sitting on one of the handles.

So the perfect one has finally shown a single flaw.

A smile slowly curled the thin lips in the darkness.

My time of waiting is almost up.

xXxXx

Rukia stirred in bed and rubbed her bleary eyes. She blinked twice and focused on the white ceiling and the early morning sunlight filtering in through her curtains. Rukia sat up with a start, but a grin slowly started to spread across her face. She quickly turned around and reached under her pillow, pulling out two envelopes, one dark red and the other white.

The instructions will be in this second envelope, this one's from me.

Rukia smiled and started to open the white envelope. After Byakuya had left last night, she had been dying to open his envelope but being very tired, she put it off till morning and allowed sleep to overwhelm her. Now she smoothed the single piece of white paper out on the covers, and stared confusedly at the single line of words.

Today, 1.p.m at address Unit 15-2, Shinagawa Residence, 1-9-15, Tsukiji, Tokyo.

xXxXx

"You got to be kidding me!" Renji practically yelled into the phone.

"A Lamborghini Murcielago is currently waiting in your drive as we speak."

Renji's eyes widened, his anger temporarily forgotten. "Oh my- really, Byakuya?"

A silence of assent followed his question.

"Okay fine," Renji grouched. "But she's going to kill me, Byakuya, for sure. When is she coming over?"

"I would say in thirty minutes' time."

"THIRTY MINUTES!"

"I do not like reminding you of our difference in ranks but if you continue shouting incessantly like that, I might have to do so, Abarai."

"Sorry," Renji muttered into the phone. "But... thirty minutes?"

"If you just got out of bed, I suggest you take a bath first to prepare yourself to meet her. And remember the rest of my instructions."

"Fine." Renji hesitated but then he opened his mouth. "Hey, Byakuya?"

"You have questions, Abarai?"

"Are you sure this is a good idea… bringing her into our… midst?"

Silence met his question. Then Byakuya replied, "I believe that matter will be one of my own concern. You need not bother yourself with it, Abarai. Good luck for later."

xXxXx

Rukia shifted in her seat uncomfortably, keeping her eyes in front of her. It was finally time for them to understand.

"So?"

She slowly nodded. "I am so sorry for not informing you all about this sooner. Yes, we are in a relationship."

A flurry of noise greeted this revelation. Shinji was the first to speak, but his tone was playful. "I see. Why the secrecy all along?"

"They weren't really in a relationship," Nel spoke up before Rukia could. "The man was courting her actually."

"And you knew!" Hiyori looked like she was about to explode.

"It was accidental." Nel picked up her Coke bottle and took a drink. "He brought her home one night…" The turquoise eyes flicked over to violet ones for a split second. "… and that's when I met him. Rukia had to tell me everything then. She just wasn't ready for it to come out, not when nothing has been established yet."

"Is that true, Rukia?" Ichigo finally spoke up. It was the first time he had spoken since the group of friends had met Rukia in the soba restaurant to ask her about the mysterious company she had had during the gala night. Rukia looked up at him and nodded slowly.

I am sorry, Ichigo.

"I wasn't ready at all. We just… became official last night."

A flash of pain passed through Ichigo's brown eyes.

"Have you told your father about this, Ukitake-san?" Orihime looked at Ichigo but then smiled gently at Rukia.

"Byakuya has been over to my house a couple of times already. He was, well, trying to get to know Otousan himself. I just told Otousan about our relationship this morning, before I came out to meet you guys."

"I won't pretend I'm not hurt that you didn't tell us at first," Hiyori replied and Rukia nodded. "I mean, we are friends! If there's anything good or bad, we will be there with you. You don't have to go all solo and leave us out in the blue knowing nothing. Promise me from now on, you will tell us everything that we must know, okay?"

Rukia nodded and Hiyori bent over to give her a hug. "And I'm happy for you, Rukia."

"Arigato," Rukia whispered back softly. "Thank you, everyone."

"Hey hey, let's don't turn this all into a sappy drama, okay?" Grimmjow grumbled and Nel patted him on the arm.

"So that's settled!" Shinji laughed and smacked his palm down on the table. "So you are now officially the girlfriend of Tokyo's most wealthy millionaire! Lunch on you!"

The entire table cracked up, except Ichigo.

xXxXx

Rukia looked up apprehensively at the glass-lined front of the apartment, before turning to the sheet of paper in her hand.

5 more minutes.

She had finished lunch with her friends and then told them the real reason why she had to be somewhere at 1 p.m. Why did Byakuya give her instructions to be at this particular location at a particular time? Was he going to meet her here? Rukia knew this wasn't his residence (at least, the one residence of his she had been to). As the thought flashed by her mind, Rukia realized that Byakuya might own countless luxury homes across Tokyo, he certainly wouldn't keep himself only to one house, would he? Feeling silly, Rukia shook her head and walked up the steps to the security guard behind the counter. After jotting her name down and leaving her identity card with the guard (the intercom at the unit was not picked up), Rukia rode the elevator up to the fifteenth floor.

She walked up to the white door with the glass '15-2' and lifted her index finger, pressing on the electronic doorbell. Rukia stood to the side awkwardly as she heard shuffling from inside the apartment, trying to calm her fast-beating heart down. Who was that? Byakuya? Why had he asked her to meet here at this time?

Then the door swung open and Rukia lifted her eyes up to the figure standing in the doorway.

"R-RENJI!"

Rukia sat back in disbelief, the white porcelain cup of tea lying forgotten on the expensive coffee table. "So… you actually work for Byakuya?"

Renji nodded. "Yeah, he was worried about your safety when he went off to Seattle so he had me come as an undercover student just to keep an eye on you for the time being. But I really am his cousin, only I am his right-hand assistance as well. That, and I passed university a long time ago." Renji made a face, but his fingers were crossed behind his back. White lie, much?

Rukia nodded quietly as she reached for her cup of tea.

Renji bent forward on his seat opposite her and peered at her curiously. "Hey… are you mad? I'm sorry I had to lie," he grouched. Renji looked up awkwardly to see Rukia smiling slightly.

"That's okay," Rukia took a drink of tea. "You looked a tad too old for a university student anyway." She chuckled before turning serious. "Is that what Byakuya asked me to come meet you for?"

"Oh, that!" Renji smacked his forehead. "No, there's another reason. Hey, I haven't showered for today yet. Mind if you wait while I showered? I will explain everything when I am done."

"O-Oh… okay."

"Rennnjiiii…" Matsumoto sang as she turned the key in the lock to the luxury apartment unit owned by her friend. Renji never did give her permission to duplicate his house key but she did anyway. The brown-haired Succubus let herself into the apartment with a flourish as she closed the door. "You know we haven't been drinking for a while now-

Matsumoto stopped short as she caught sight of the black-haired girl sitting on the couch. The girl was sitting with her hands folded on her lap in a very… proper way, and was looking rather nervous. It was a strange sight.

"Er, who are you?" Matsumoto asked as she looked around the unit, wondering if she got in through the wrong door after all. Nope, that was Renji's furniture. Which made this all the more strange.

"Oh, I…" The girl had hurriedly got up and bowed. Matsumoto had never seen such big, violet eyes. "I am… his friend. I just came by to get some information from him."

"Oh." Matsumoto looked the girl over. Definitely smell human. "So… where's Renji?"

"I'm here." The red-haired Incubus appeared, rubbing his wet hair through a towel. Rukia blanched in horror at the sight. As Matsumoto watched, the human girl dashed over to Renji and hit him hard on the arm.

"Oww! What the hell you-

"Why did you have to come out like that?" Rukia hissed in a whisper.

"Hey take a look around, pipsqueak, and look who's apartment you are in-

"What will your girlfriend think?" Rukia hissed back angrily, before turning to Matsumoto with a very embarrassed expression.

Matsumoto watched the proceedings with an amused expression.

"She is not my girlfriend so stop biting my head off." Renji waved Rukia aside and walked up to Matsumoto. "What's the matter?"

"Oh, no biggie!" Matsumoto smiled happily but she was still looking at Rukia curiously. Rukia's mobile phone suddenly went off and she mumbled an apology again before dashing off to the balcony to answer the call in private.

"Who is… that?" Matsumoto lifted one perfectly manicured finger in Rukia's direction.

Renji sighed and looked at the balcony. He seemed to be weighing something over in his head.

"Your new love interest?"

"No."

"An ex?"

"No."

"Then…?"

"If I tell you, will you seal your extra-big lips really tight?"

"Oooohh… sounds juicy already. Yeah, spill."

"Promise? Because it concerns our superior." Matsumoto's eyes widened at the statement and then she nodded slowly albeit a little warily.

"She is Byakuya's girlfriend," Renji walked over to the couch and draped the towel over it.

"What!" Matsumoto almost shrieked.

"Shhhh…. Shut up! What is the matter with you?"

"That… is Byakuya's girlfriend? The one he…" Matsumoto stopped suddenly. "If I tell you, will you keep your ugly lips sealed as well?"

"You don't have to tell me, I know it all." Renji couldn't help his smug tone. "She's the reason Byakuya left his Seattle meeting midway to come back to Tokyo." Take that, so who's the gossip king now?

Matsumoto reeled back slightly in shock. "Oh… wow. How do you know that, you barely gossip!"

Renji could not resist the smug smile on his lips as he puffed his chest out. "I'm Byakuya's most trusted confidante."

Matsumoto snorted but her eyes were round with realization. "Oh, so… that's her. The directors were telling me how faithful my superior was and you know…" Matsumoto made a face. "… I was sure they had mistaken him. I mean… come on, Byakuya? But now…" She stared at the petite human girl who was chatting merrily in the balcony. "Are you sure he's serious about her?"

"Yeah, well, he's fallen in love with her. Her name is Rukia."

Matsumoto's mouth formed an O and her eyes grew even rounder."I think it's perfect!"

Renji blinked.

"He's being too cold shoulders and icy glare for centuries, hasn't he? It's good that he's finally lightening up and finding love!"

"Matsumoto, you sound too optimistic. She's a human."

"Well, that's not to say you can't find love in unexpected places!" Matsumoto grinned. "Tell me this over dinner tonight," she whispered as she watched an awkward Rukia step in from the balcony and bowed awkwardly at her. Matsumoto waved merrily at her and then stepped forward. "Hello, Rukia-san. My name is Rangiku, Matsumoto Rangiku."

"Oh." Rukia smiled in surprise.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Rukia-san. Renji just told me everything about you, so you are our Byakuya's girl." Matsumoto winked at an embarrassed Rukia. "I'm one of his personal assistants and closest confidantes in Azaris."

"Oh." Rukia suddenly thought back on something she had heard weeks ago as she sat on the swing in the park after her home dinner with Byakuya and Otousan.

I mostly spend time working in my office though, surrounded by my assistants. My closest two are one male and a female and they fight with each other so often that I find them annoying. But both of them are my most trusted confidantes, Abarai and Matsumoto.

Rukia felt a smile coming on her face. He had unknowingly mentioned Renji's name then, but she hadn't caught on to it until now. She turned back to the tall redhead and the voluptuous brown-haired woman.

So both of them are your trusted ones, Byakuya.

Rukia smiled. "Nice to meet you too."

"So the formal dinner is in two days," Renji spoke in a serious tone.

Rukia nodded somewhat nervously, and Matsumoto grinned at her. The three of them were now seated at Renji's coffee table, Rukia on one couch and Renji and Matsumoto opposite her. Rukia rather felt like she was being cross-examined.

"You don't have to worry about your clothes or make-up or accessories for that day, Byakuya has it all planned out." Renji slid a name card on the table toward a disbelieving Rukia. "This is the most expensive boutique and salon in Tokyo, Belle Lista. We will be going to Madam Kabuki on the day of the dinner where she will present you with your dress and do you up. Rangiku and myself will send you there."

"I will help you." Matsumoto winked. "I don't like that Kabuki bitch much. Oops, bad word." She laughed merrily.

Rukia could only manage a weak smile as Renji rolled his eyes.

The redhead went on as if Matsumoto had not spoken. "Once you are finished, we will escort you to Azaris hotel, where the dinner will take place. We will enter by the parking lot and proceed through the silver elevators to the thirty-ninth floor, where the dinner is set to take place. On the way up, we will compare arms and make sure no one has had a life-threatening injury or a limb missing…"

"Shut up, Renji. She will think we are not doing this seriously."

"The last bit was a joke," Renji spoke in his serious tone. "I get carried away sometimes." He leaned forward with a serious expression. "So… do we have any questions?"

xXxXx

"Hello."

Rukia felt the tingle of electricity run down her spine at the deep voice, as she held the phone to her ear. "Byakuya?" She was back home in her room, and it was after dinner.

She heard his voice chuckle slightly. "How are you, Rukia? How was dinner?"

"I just had dinner with Otousan. He was asking about you then."

"I see." Byakuya's voice, though emotionless, betrayed a subtly pleased tone. "Have you told him we are now… lovers?" The last word was spoken in a sultry tone, ending with a hot blush on Rukia's cheeks.

"I… did."

Byakuya chuckled again. "That is wonderful. I can now be more open with you, and for everyone to see." Rukia, who had been patting the warmth down in her cheeks was immediately overcomed with another passing blush.

Byakuya spoke again. "I am sorry for not coming to see you today. I am afraid I will be busy in the next two days for the preparation of the dinner and some paperwork." He stopped before speaking again. "Did you go to Abarai's today?"

Rukia nodded. "Yes. And I met Matsumoto too."

"I see." Silence fell over Byakuya for a few seconds. "I apologize, Rukia, for having Abarai lie to you. I was worried when I had to leave Tokyo then so I enlisted him to keep an eye on you."

"I understand." Rukia smiled. "But about this dinner, you didn't have to go the extra mile for preparations. I could just get a simple-

"I want it to be the best it can be, Rukia. I want the night to be a night to remember... for the both of us."

Rukia's eyes widened but she did not blush. "I don't need a pretty dress and expensive flashy stuff to make a night memorable. It's alright just being… with you." Rukia blushed slightly as she ended her sentence.

"I know you don't… but allow me to do this just once." Rukia could almost see Byakuya smiling on the other end of the line. "It is late. Do get some rest now, I will see you in a little over a day. Good night… Rukia."

"Night… Byakuya."

xXxXx

"This Rukia... she's really lovable, you know..." Matsumoto took a swig of drink from her glass. The classical music floated through the pub from the old jukebox near the table where Renji and Matsumoto were having their night drinks.

Renji nodded slightly. "Well, Byakuya is head over heels for her, that much I know. And I will tell him tonight that you now know of her."

"By tomorrow night, everyone in our clan would have heard of her, Renji." Matsumoto lifted her eyes to him, and an uncharacteristic wariness played on her expression. "Is he really serious about this, about her?"

"He is, I got into a few rough spots with him because of Rukia." Renji nodded. "I assure you he is very... intense about her. You wouldn't believe it until you see him with her. It's like a totally different Byakuya."

Matsumoto nodded. "We will see tomorrow night, I guess. And have some fun while at it!" She beamed.

"How can you be so happy about it? If Ginrei finds out about this, the first demons under fire will be me and you, for not helping Byakuya back on the right track!"

"Well if it makes him happy, then that's the right track, isn't it?" Matsumoto placed the glass back on the table with a flourish and signaled to the bartender for more drinks. "Though I'm still pissed that Byakuya banned Gin from coming to the dinner tomorrow, because I brought him to Seattle without prior permission."

Renji rolled his eyes. "I would. No offence to you, Rangiku, but he's creepy."

"That's because you don't know him." Matsumoto smiled at the bartender as he filled her glass. "Well, here's to tomorrow night! Cheers!" She lifted her glass to her red-haired friend.

Renji returned the gesture but he still looked worried. "Something tells me everything changes tomorrow. And not for the good."

xXxXx

"Thank you, I look forward to meeting you tonight. I thank you again," Byakuya spoke politely into his office phone. He looked up as his office door opened and spoke the last of the goodbye.

"Unohana-sensei, what important matter brings you to my office today, and right before tonight's dinner?" Byakuya looked up at the long-haired woman as she walked up to her desk.

"A business associate on the line?" Unohana smiled as she stood before him.

Byakuya nodded. "The Shibas. They will be coming to the dinner tonight as well. I daresay they will want to get into our business books now."

Unohana nodded. "Byakuya, I haven't told you yet but congratulations for sealing the business for Azaris in Seattle. I'm sure your grandfather is very proud of you at this very moment."

"Arigato, Sensei," Byakuya replied, his expression as emotionless as his tone of voice.

"That being said..." Unohana moved to sit in front of Byakuya's desk. "I actually came with a rather lovely proposition for tonight. I understand that tonight's dinner will be a mixture of business and celebrations but I thought you might prefer a partner by your side. You know, for the dances and chitchat, it would be nice to have a female counterpart so it wouldn't feel like you are all by yourself." Byakuya looked at Unohana silently as she continued. "I have this absolutely beautiful Succubus on the list who I think matches you perfectly, if I may say so myself. Her father owns a business empire, to whom she plays the right-hand woman. She is proper and will be coming to the dinner tonight. I think both of you would really benefit from being each other's company tonight. If you want to, you can pick her up-

"I will be very busy up to the dinner, Unohana-sensei so I will have to let that proposition slide. But if it pleases you, I will have some words with her during the function."

"Oh... I see." Something passed through Unohana's eyes but she said no more. "Very well then, I will see you at the dinner."

xXxXx

"I, uh…" Rukia peered around nervously. "I… I have an appointment, under the name of Kuchiki."

Renji and Matsumoto exchanged amused looks.

You know, you should speak that name with pride. It carries so much value in that three syllables, Rukia.

This human girl is adorable! I like her already!

The three of them were standing in the famed Belle Lista boutique and Rukia had just pressed the silver bell for Madam Kabuki. Rukia had been overwhelmed by the mere sight of the place when they had first arrived in Renji's new Lamborghini. The building was cream-coloured, with wrought-iron gates out front. When they had entered the boutique, she had been overwhelmed by the beautiful expensive dresses on the carved wooden hangers, dresses decked out on racks, dresses hanging in ornate cabinets. A huge glass chandelier burned in the middle of the beige ceiling, with wallpapers of angels and clouds.

Rukia had been overwhelmed from the start. She had left home and told Otousan (who was staying over at his friend's house again) about her plans for tonight and Byakuya's company dinner and he had given his consent. Rukia had put on some jeans and an old polo shirt before catching a quick bus to Renji's residence area. She proceeded to Unit 15-2 only to be greeted by Matsumoto, who was dressed in an expensive full-length red cocktail dress with a scooped-out neckline to enhance her generous bosom.

"You… look so beautiful!" The statement was uttered with complete admiration and sincerity as Rukia gaped at the elegant brown-haired goddess in front of her.

Matsumoto had laughed and then she had steered Rukia into the apartment. "By the time we are done with you, you will be stealing the spotlight away from me." She had eyed Rukia from head to toe. "Is that what you usually wear when you go out?"

Rukia nodded, visibly embarrassed at her choice of outfit now. She suddenly felt pathetic in her jeans, standing next to the tall voluptuous model in a beautiful dress.

Matsumoto just smiled at her. "No, I wasn't looking down or judging you, Rukia. Always know that, I never judge… maybe that's because I was never fair." Rukia laughed slightly and Matsumoto nodded. "But if we were to bring Byakuya here right now, I'm sure he would only have eyes for you."

Rukia blushed slightly but Matsumoto just laughed merrily.

"Can you stop faking the high-pitched laugh? It's killing my eardrums, I keep messing up my tie!" A gruff voice sounded and Rukia turned around to see Renji at the door of his bedroom. He was dressed in a white dinner shirt and silver evening coat, complete with matching pants. Rukia had never seen any man carry off the bright silver look as well as Renji did, the coat accentuating his broad shoulders very much.

"Renji, you look really good!"

"Well, yeah…" Renji looked a tad awkward but he winked. "It's me, the ladies' killer. You expect nothing less."

Matsumoto snorted and then she moved forward to help Renji with his tie. "Except you don't have enough brains to tie up your own tie." She straightened out the knots easily.

When they were both done, they turned to Rukia. "Shall we?"

xXxXx

"My dear?"

Rukia was jolted out of her reverie as she heard the sharp female voice. She looked up to see a tall woman in her mid-thirties. This woman was very elegant, she was dressed in a short form-fitting white pleated dress and her long hair held at the back of her head with an black oriental hairpin. Her eyes sparkled like dark jewels in her face, even the fine lines at the corners of her eyes enhanced the simple air of class and dignity she exuded.

"Oh, hello, Madam Kabuki?"

"The very same, my dear."

"Oh, I…" Rukia turned back to look at Renji and Matsumoto and both of them gave her encouraging nods. "I am here for an appointment today under the name of Kuchiki."

"Kuchiki?" A small smile grazed the thin lips of Madam Kabuki. "You must be Ukitake Rukia."

Rukia's eyes widened but she nodded.

Madam Kabuki's smile got a little wider. "You look exactly as I imagined you to be, according to Byakuya's description. Please come this way. Your dress has been set out and ready ever since yesterday evening." She walked to one of the glass cabinets and drew out a black dress case zipped up the front. "It is one of the best of my works yet, and Byakuya has paid a high amount for this piece but I daresay for good worth." Madam Kabuki smiled with pride and unzipped the case, revealing the contents in a clear, plastic cover. She turned to look at the three customers and was thoroughly satisfied by the wide eyes and shell-shocked expressions.

"Oh my God..." Matsumoto could only whisper in an awed tone. Renji could not say a word.

Madam Kabuki slid the dress smoothly out of its case as she approached a frozen Rukia with it. "My best work yet. I call it Amour du démon, or..."

"... the Demon's Love."

And there you have it. :) Just a lead-up to the dinner chapter (I hope I will be able to write it out sometime... but I think i might get a few death threats if I don't, lol :D) So now Matsumoto knows of our Rukia, a day early from the dinner, some evil plans are brewing somewhere, but so are Byakuya's plans for the night. ;) Not much ByaRuki moments this time but we are guaranteed to get lots of them next chapter, so yeah, hope you'd wait for that. This chapter was more of Matsumoto's knowledge of Rukia and her sentiments with Renji... and finally for all characters to gear up for the dinner. And Rukia's mysterious dress purchased by her Incubus lover... I thought the name of the dress would be really pretty but intimidating at the same time.~~~

Hope you like it, and hope I had it revved up good enough for the next coming update. Until we meet again. :)

p/s: Do let me know if there are any corrections for my story that you have detected somewhere. :)