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Q- queen

Grand doors of cherry blossom wood with carvings of the graceful cherry blossoms that fall from the branches, slowly open to a show of beauty. Spotless pearl white floors shine from the sun that floods in from the tall stained perfect order, thirteen guards stand on each side with complete silence. No noise was made throughout the room, it was fear of death if the silence was broken. Farther down the room stood a dark brown throne that was fit for one person. Midnight black material pool around the large chair like a puddle of darkness. Moving up in dark waves to a small waist, the dress is elegant around all angles.

Porcelain skin with no marks grace the skin of the queen. Even though pale like the moon, the young queen still looks more fair than anyone in the kingdom. A small face is framed by shoulder length black hair that curves towards her neck. On top of her head laid a pure white gold crown that held the most glorious diamonds that has ever been seen. But if you were to stand face to face with this young beauty, you would be absolutely mesmorized by her eyes. Big, doe like eyes that holds no emotion. No one notices how cold her eyes are, they only notice the color. Dark violet, almost blue. It is a true mystery how someone could receive such extreme color pigment in their eyes.

Pure beauty graced this young queen, but everyone truly feared this woman. She was known as the ice queen, beautiful and dangerous. Pure as snow, but cold as ice. This is how the queen was seen, but if you ever got to personally know the queen you would see a whole new side. There was one person who knew the queen personally, it was the few people she let her walls down for.

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU RUKIA KUCHIKI!" Running down the halls like a raging bull, a tall soldier was recklessly trying to catch the small queen. Using his long legs to his advantage, Ichigo Kurosaki closes the gap between him and the queen. Grabbing her arm, Ichigo pulls Rukia into a small closet and locks them into it. No one would have thought a behavior would come out of a knight, let alone the queen. Anyone wasn't sure if they would ever see any emotion coming from the queen, but Ichigo knew just by the look of her eyes that she held a whole world of emotions in those violets.

Feeling around the wall for a switch, Ichigo fumbles around until the small light turns on above them. Staring down into violet eyes, Ichigo can feel the smile form over his usual frown. Being with his whole world in the closet was pure bliss for the young knight. If you told him two years ago that he would be sharing his world with the ice queen, Ichigo would look at you with disgust and punch you to shut up. But now that he was with Rukia, he would just ignore any assumptions and savage this young woman in the closet. "What did I tell you about running? I'm going to end up catching with you, idiot." Pulling on the young queen's arms, Ichigo smashes Rukia's body up against his. Tightening his embrace, Ichigo places his lips softly against her smooth neck. Feeling the light ministrations coming from the tall knight, Rukia rolls her eyes and starts to fight Ichigo. "Stop that fool! You know this isn't the time to be doing this."

Finally detangling herself from the tall man, Rukia began to open the door only to have it shut tight again. Turning around, Rukia began to glare at the other soul in the closet. Balling her fist, Rukia punches the man in the gut. As Ichigo begins to curl into a ball, Rukia takes the time to push him away and open the door again. Taking her chance, Rukia begins the long journey towards the throne room for the meeting. Looking back one more time, Rukia smirks to see Ichigo limping his way back. "Don't worry bakamono, I'm going back to the room. Be a good little knight and gaurd the castle. I'll see you tonight."

The moon graced the sky by the time Rukia was released from her duties for the day. Strolling through the dim hallways, there was no disruptions for the young queen as she quickly made it to her room. Dismissing the maids and knights that positioned themselves by her room, Rukia closed and locked the door. Counting to three in her head, Rukia released her breath and turned around. Opening her eyes slowly, Rukia is met with an ungodly figure that is a mere four inches away from her face. Observing every contour of this chest, Rukia lets her eyes gradually move up to a face she is always intrigued by. Placing her hand on top of the mutated flesh, Rukia lightly traces the long scar that crosses the defined chest. Glancing back up, Rukia could see the emotions swim through the amber orbs.

Taking her hands away from his scar, Rukia feels Ichigo tightly grab each wrist. Lowering his head towards her ear, Ichigo whispers softly as if the noise will shatter the peace. "It was never your fault." Hearing that sentence brought Rukia into a deep guilt. Letting out a shaky breath, Rukia closes her eyes once more and lets Ichigo take control of her whole body. Letting herself get carried to the bed, Rukia stays quiet as she is let down gently before Ichigo climbs in next to her. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Ichigo pulls Rukia up against his chest closely. Leaning his head on top of the girl's head, Ichigo breathes in the sweet scent of cherry blossoms. Feeling his lips quirk upwards, Ichigo begins to relax into a full night of sleep until he feels the treasure in his arms begin to turn. Cold hands touch a warm chest and eyes fly open. "Jesus, your hands are cold!"

Laughing at Ichigo's startle, Rukia places a tender kiss onto his chest. Keeping her hands on his warm body, Rukia's cool fingers skim across broad shoulders that supported a strong knight. Going up until she could place each hand on either side of his face, Rukia slowly brought his head close to hers. Looking into his eyes, Rukia felt herself warm up with emotions that melted the ice around her heart. Compassion, warmth, and love was all evident in his eyes. Rukia could feel the strength this man carried on his back for her and the kingdom. There wasn't a time where Rukia ever felt she was in danger when she was around Ichigo. But she always questioned herself and her relationship with this young knight. She knew that the elders would frown upon this affair between the two teens.

A queen and a knight, together in secrecy. This was a big no in the kingdom. But that never stopped Rukia from breaking this rule for the orange hair knight. Out of all the suitors in the world, Rukia declined every single one. Coming from a common place, Rukia chose a knight who fought his way up the ranks. Challenging the authorities and saving her life over and over, Rukia fell deep for Ichigo Kurosaki. Through physical and verbal battles, the two have stayed side by side for one another. At this moment in time was another chance for fate to shake their world into chaos. Coming to the age of marriage, Rukia was being forced by elders to choose the suitor that she would spend the rest of her life with. Looking back up to Ichigo, Rukia held on to what strength she had left to keep the tears from falling.

"Ichigo, it was the elders again." Hearing that simple sentence brought a frown to Ichigo's face. Using his hand to raise her face up, Ichigo could see the tears that threatened to fall. Ichigo knew from the start how much of a struggle Rukia went through as being a queen. It was already hard for her to last long without having a husband to help her rule the kingdom, but Ichigo knew how strong Rukia was. Ichigo worshipped this small queen that was in his arms, he believed she was a goddess. It wasn't love from first sight, but there was a definite connection that brought them together. They bickered, abused each other, did just about everything together. At first it was a simple crush that evolved into an everlasting love. The heart in his chest accelerated every time he heard her voice, his eyes widen and his mouth falls every single time she walks in the room. Her body was perfection in his eyes, and on his hands. Slowly gliding his hand from her hip up along the curvature of her body, Ichigo silently swore as he felt his control slip away.

Stopping his hand below her small breast, Ichigo began to move his hand again towards her back. Once he found a comfortable spot on her back, Ichigo pushed her closer and brought his head down to the juncture of her neck. Just staying still for a moment, Ichigo could feel the shivering moving throughout Rukia's body. Kissing her neck lightly, Ichigo travels up her neck to the side of her ear. "Don't worry my little butterfly, everything will be over. I'll protect you and save you from this prison" Leaving the spot from her ear, Ichigo moved slowly along her face. Leaving small kisses on her cheeks, forhead, nose, everywhere. Once he got close to her lips, Ichigo let a small smile fall on his lips. Looking close to Rukia one more time, Ichigo memorized the image of his violet eyed beauty before sealing her lips with all his love from the final kiss of the night. "Aishiteru."

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