A/N: Oh, you again, hi! Yeah, onwards with you XD See you at the other side
Byakuya took a left turn and stopped when he saw Captain Ukitake waving at him. He had half a mind to ignore the man and move onwards but courtesy that the Kuchikis' had drilled into him forced him to walk calmly towards him. Somehow, he just knew what Ukitake was thinking about. His thoughts were confirmed when the white-haired man patted him on the back (which annoyed the hell out of Byakuya, again), saying happily.
"My heartfelt congratulations, Captain Kuchiki!"
He just knew he would say that. Byakuya answered back icily, "I believe you have been mistaken."
Ukitake blinked. "Well, on getting engaged to Rukia, that is."
Byakuya abruptly swallowed and felt it go down the wrong pipe. He immediately started coughing, taking a few steps back before Ukitake decided to pat him on the back some more.
"What did you say?" he rasped, his heart pounding against his chest.
"I'm glad you finally found someone. Personally, you're just too young to live without a companion," he said with a serious nod of his head. "And I'm definite Rukia-chan will keep you extremely happy. She does know you the best out of everyone."
Byakuya felt his annoyance increase. How the hell had a supposed kiss in a club become an engagement? And with Rukia of all people!? Had Seireitei gone insane?
"I would advise you to reconsider your words, Captain," Byakuya said in a cold tone. "I was already married once and do not wish to be married again."
Ukitake looked surprised on hearing his tone. "So, you are not engaged to Rukia-chan?"
" No."
"I see," he whispered, looking sideways. He then looked apologetically at Byakuya. "Well then, my apologies. I see I was mistaken."
"Understood." Byakuya turned to leave.
"Captain Kuchiki?"
"…?"
Ukitake smiled, "even though it wasn't true, I did feel happy about it. I still go by my words; Rukia-chan would have made you happy. Remember, no one can live alone forever."
Byakuya looked expressionlessly back at Ukitake before turning around.
"I can."
Rukia quickly turned right, hiding behind a bush while a stampede of shinigami ran straight past her.
"Quick!" One of the shinigami spoke up; a scrawny guy with thick glasses and bleach blonde hair. "I think she went that way!" he shouted in a way only self proclaimed leaders do.
Rukia let out the breath she had been holding in when they all vanished from sight. This matter had gone way out of control. It was now one huge hell that Rukia couldn't escape. She could swear that the whole of Seireitei was bloody possessed! Possessed and bloody stupid.
After Captain Soi Fon, twenty other people had tackled her and demanded answers. Even though she would scream at all of them to shut the hell up and stop listening to gossip, they would still not believe her.
And now a whole mob of hungry gossipers were after her.
From her recent observations she concluded that, apparently, the idea of there being absolutely nothing between nii-sama and her was downright appalling for them.
In fact, a couple of them had even made bets years ago on whether such a thing between them would happen.
It was as if they wanted to pair her and Byakuya nii-sama up.
Of course, one might wonder where they found the time to make bets about innocent people. If one ever finds the answer to that, please message it to a frazzled Kuchiki Rukia. She would be extremely grateful. Thank you.
Suddenly, a flare of reiatsu hit her from the direction where the stampede had gone. Her breath hitched when she recognized the source. How could she not, she lived with said source.
Judging by the intensity of the reiatsu, Rukia could easily tell that nii-sama was way past mad. It seemed as if he was close to 'destroy-everything-in-my-path' crazy. Her eyes widened when a horrible thought crossed her mind.
If so many people had confronted her about the incident, how could it not be possible that the same had happened to nii-sama? And if people were congratulating her on getting pregnant…OhmyGod. Rukia couldn't even think of what they might have said to him!
She felt her cheeks fire up, thinking of whether someone like Captain Unohana had spoken to him.
Rukia swallowed hard. Ever since the incident at the club, Byakuya nii-sama had taken to ignoring her. Well, he usually ignored her on a daily basis, but now it was as if he denied she even existed.
But now that everyone in Seireitei was under the opinion that she had been kissing him instead of a modsoul…shit, how would she ever face him!?
The though of it scared the shit out of her.
She quietly stood up and sneakily ran in the opposite direction. Rukia was fairly certain Byakuya was currently fostering murderous feelings about her and although dying right now felt extremely tempting she had to do something first.
She first had to hunt down the instigators. She'd die after that.
She held on tightly to her soul slayer as she flash-stepped, cursing under her breath along the way…
"Rukia!"
Well, think of the devil. Or one of them.
Rukia suddenly heard Renji calling her from the back. She glanced around to see that he was following her, motioning with his hands for her to stop.
They both slowed down to a stop. Rukia turned around with her fists balled, ready to pounce on him but Renji spoke before she could take her shot.
"OhmyGOD! Holy Fucking hell, Rukia! Why didn't you tell me you had an illegitimate child!?"
Rukia did a double take. She instantly forgot about beating him up. The very first thought that came through her head was that Renji could pronounce 'illegitimate' right.
The second being whatthefuck!?
"What the-"
Renji continued to look flabbergasted. "And on top of that, you're pregnant with another one! What sort of rules do you nobles have? I mean-"
PUNCH!
"Ow!" Renji staggered back after being sucker-punched, grabbing hold of his nose but not before blood started to squirt out of his nostrils. He messily tried to cover up his bleeding nose.
"What the buck was that-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCK UP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!! SHUT THE BLOODY FUCK UP! SHUT THE FUCKING HELL UP!!..."
(Goes on for a while)
"…KEEP YOUR FUCKING MOUTH SHUT!! SHUT THE FUUUCK UP!! JUST SHUT…THE FUCKING…HELLLLLLL…UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!"
(Complete silence)
Rukia panted heavily, her hands tightened into balls. She ground her teeth one last time, giving Renji the dirtiest look before turning around and flash-stepping away from him.
Renji confusedly looked at the empty space where Rukia had stood. "What the hell did I say?"
Matsumoto suddenly appeared from behind and whistled appreciatively at the gory sight on his face.
"She sure didn't hold back, huh?"
Renji looked wide-eyed at her, "I'b telling ya, she just flibbed out ."
"PMS"
"Huh?"
Matsumoto grinned pitifully at him. "Ah, it must be so nice to be so ignorant." Renji scowled, or tried to considering that he had a hand holding his nose.
"Anyway, I've gotta move. Hitsugaya's on my trail and I've still got a lot of people to talk to," she said in a sing-song voice. "Bye bye!"
Byakuya suddenly stopped when he felt the ground beneath him shake, the vibrations increasing after each second. The first thought that came to him was that Seireitei was being attacked. He quickly reached for his sword.
Suddenly, a shinigami came in from the right, his bleach blond hair standing out. He looked on both sides of the street until his sight landed on Byakuya. Then he gasped and pointed a finger towards him.
Byakuya frowned.
"I FOUND CAPTAIN KUCHIKI!!! LET'S ASK HIM!!!" he shouted proudly, running towards Byakuya.
The ground started shaking again. Byakuya confusedly looked at the approaching man's direction. That's when his eye's widened.
A mob of shinigamis came out of the exact same street the previous man had come from and following him, ran at full speed towards Byakuya. He took a hasty step backwards, wondering if they would actually run over him in their rush.
The man with the bleach blonde hair finally reached him. Byakuya noticed he had thick-rimmed glasses as well.
He spoke with a wheeze in his breath. "Captain Kuchiki, can I call you Byakuya-sama?"
"No," Byakuya said icily.
"Anyway," he waved his reply aside. "We just wanted to ask when you and Rukia-san were getting married?"
Byakuya narrowed his eyes, his jaw clenching tightly. He severely wanted to punch this imbecile for his stupidity. He waited for the other nosey shinigamis to reach them two before saying what he wanted to say.
"Before you open your mouths and make fools of yourselves," he finally spoke after the mob had successfully stopped in front of him without trampling him.
"I have something to say."
Could a mob be silent? This one was.
"There is nothing going on between Rukia and myself. What you have been listening to was just gossip. Now stop wasting my time."
"But Matsumoto-san saw you two were…uh, this is embarrassing," spoke out a woman from the mob with a blush.
"Kissing," supplied another. Several people hooted on that. He could distinctly hear wolf whistles from the crowd as well.
It was severely pissing him off. He again resisted the urge to bypass explaining the truth and simply finishing them all off.
"That," broke in Byakuya with a loud voice, "had been a modsoul using my faux body."
"But mod souls don't do that!"
"Yeah, they can't disobey orders!"
Byakuya raised an annoyed brow. Clearly, explaining would not solve anything.
"Hey, Byakuya-sama! What's the name of the new-born?"
"…"
Another woman spoke up, "I think they named her Hisana."
"…"
"Aww, that's so sweet! When can we see her?"
Another random shinigami spoke up. "WAIT! But I thought that Byakuya-sama and Rukia-chan were only in a love affair. Who told you about that?"
"Renji-kun I think"
"No, it was definitely Matsumoto-san."
More catcalls and whistles. "Ohhhh…that's juicy!"
"Totally!"
"THAT IS ENOUGH!"
Byakuya suddenly unleashed his reiatsu, not even reigning it in a little bit. He let it go off full blast, adding in all the anger and annoyance he was feeling. He felt extremely satisfied on seeing the entire group of imbeciles fall to the ground under the immense pressure. It seemed that it was the only way to get through to them.
"Say another word and you shall die by my sword!"
He let his reiatsu flare out for a few more seconds, desperately wanting to grin sadistically on seeing how they were unable to get up because of it. Too bad he could not take breaks from being a noble.
He gave them all one last disgusted look and flash-stepped out of the place.
Rukia took a hasty turn and slammed straight into someone. They both dropped to the floor with a loud thud, Rukia falling on top of the other.
A male grunt made her look down. "Oh! Captain Hitsugaya! I didn't see you!"
Hitsugaya looked back at her with an eyebrow raised. "What is that supposed to mean, Kuchiki-san?"
"Oh! Nothing at all! I was just running very fast. I wouldn't have seen Captain Zaraki either."
"You implying that I'm short?" he said, raising his other eyebrow.
Rukia shook her head. Hitsugaya looked silently up at her. He spoke after a moment.
"Kuchiki-san?"
Rukia hoped he wasn't a gossiper. "Yes, captain?" she said warily.
"Would you mind getting off of me?"
Rukia suddenly realized she had been sitting on top of Hitsugaya, straddling his legs.
"Oh, sorry!"Rukia shot up, giving him a hand to get up. He didn't take it and gingerly got up himself.
"I'm extremely sorry for tackling you, Captain Hitsugaya."
"Finally someone who calls me captain," he muttered. "Anyway, it's no problem. I was trying to find my idiot of a lieutena-"
"KILL THAT BITCH!!" Rukia burst out.
Hitsugaya looked back at her with a shocked expression, his mouth hanging open.
Rukia immediately covered her mouth after she realized what she had blurted out. "O-Oh, I'm so so-"
"My pleasure," Hitsugaya interrupted with a maniacal glint in his eye. He turned around and flash stepped from the spot, leaving Rukia with her hand still covering her mouth.
Byakuya stopped again with a frustrated sigh. The ground was beginning to shake again, the vibrations increasing after every second.
Honestly, did everyone have nothing better to do? He was so close to using his soul slayer on the lot of them. If only killing meddling shinigamis was allowed.
Byakuya widened his stance and prepared himself for another mob of salivating gossipers. They came from a street on the left a few meters away. A different shinigami was leading them in the front, running a few feet ahead of the rest. The shinigami was definitely female, with raven black hair.
The females are always the worst, he thought tiredly.
Only when they came a little closer did he begin frown. The female was familiarly short, her hair spikey at the ends. She reminded him of someone.
And her expression did not seem as excited as much as frightened.
That was when Byakuya realized the person in front of the rest was not just anyone, it was his Rukia.
She was not leading the mob, she was running from it.
Byakuya felt his heart race like always. He suddenly recalled the image of him kissing her at the club that night. Even though it had not been him, he still could not get over the way she had looked with his faux body. And the emotions he had suddenly felt.
Rukia looked up and blanched, catching sight of the last person she had wanted to see. Byakuya was standing a few feet away from her, looking back at her with this stunned expression.
For the thousandth time that day her breath hitched. The sudden desire to run the opposite way, away from Byakuya came to her.
She glanced back at the huge mob of shinigamis that were hounding after her with more questions she just couldn't answer. She was trapped from both sides, Byakuya in front of her and the shinigamis in the rear.
"Rukia?" Byakuya said in a soft tone.
She ran past him with a pained expression.
"I'm so sorry, nii-sama! I'm so extremely sorry! I take full responsibility for my actions!" she said, panting.
Byakuya silently watched her dash past him, frowning on hearing her apologize to him. He did not say anything as he watched her vanish through another street.
He then turned around towards the approaching mob and pinned them with a deadly stare. The shinigamis froze on the spot, making the ones behind them bump into them like a row dominoes.
Byakuya took out his soul slayer, looking down on them with a cold glint in his eyes.
"You will pay for making Rukia go through that."
Byakuya took his usual path that led to the Kuchiki Household, annoyance clear on his features. Today had been a thoroughly rough day, and judging from what he had seen, Rukia had probably faced the brunt of it all.
Right now, all he wanted to do was first make sure Rukia was okay, then take the strongest sedative for his throbbing head ache and sleep the night away.
He would murder his loud mouth of a lieutenant tomorrow.
Suddenly, Captain Hitsugaya appeared on his left and Byakuya resisted the urge to kill the kid for interrupting his silence. Generally, he approved of the young captain; he was one of the few that took his job seriously. But right now his patience was running thin.
"What is it, Captain?" Byakuya said with a tired sigh. I swear, if this one starts mumbling about the exact same thing I will-
"Have you seen my lieutenant anywhere? I've got an urgent matter to discuss with her, along with killing her under Kuchiki-san's request."
Byakuya snapped his head towards the white-haired captain. "Rukia?"
"Obviously, since she's the only Kuchiki I know besides you." He sighed, rubbing his temples. Apparently, she's hell-bent on finding and killing our lieutenants because of the recent gossip."
He could not help but feel proud of that. "If she does not, I will."
"You leave my lieutenant to me," he said grimly.
"Duly noted"
"I'll leave you alone now; it must have been hell today."
Byakuya deigned not to answer that, he tightened his jaw instead. Hitsugaya noted that gesture and flash-stepped from his side, leaving Byakuya to his silence.
He quietly entered the Kuchiki Household, setting his features into a stoic mask. As he had already figured, the staff in the household definitely were curious about the recent rumors, judging by the constant looks they would give him. Impressive since they did it while staying bowed.
Dammit! Was there even a single person who did NOT fucking know? He had doubted the intellect of Seireitei's people but he had not known they were all that dim-witted.
A servant stood in front of Byakuya's room, his head bowed.
"Two letters have been sent to you from the Kuchiki elders, Byakuya-sama," he said timidly, reaching out his palm with the letters.
Just what I need, he thought drily. Of course the elders would find out, they were the nosiest of all.
He took the letters and dismissed the servant, entering his room with a sigh of relief. If those annoying bastards dared to disturb him here, he swore he would not refrain from killing them.
He changed out of his captain's robes, putting on his usual household kimono and hakama. After setting his kenseiken on the dressing table, he picked up the letters and walked through the other set of doors that lead to the Kuchiki gardens.
It was his favorite place, mainly because of the many cherry blossom trees that constantly showered down petals. And it was the one place where he was guaranteed privacy.
He took a seat on one of the benches and opened the first letter, stifling the urge to snort at confirming his suspicions.
It has come to our notice that certain events have been occurring regarding Kuchiki Rukia and yourself that have just recently been brought to light. It has therefore been requested that a meeting be held tomorrow at 9:00 AM at the Kuchiki Household. Kindly attend it.
He felt his headache increase. It seemed one sedative would not be enough. Byakuya opened the next letter and resisted rolling his eyes. It was from Mikoto; one of the elders who was notorious for being eccentric but was nonetheless an important part of the council. She had decided to send a personal note.
Byakushi! (Byakuya raised his brow. Apparently, she still had not quit using the nickname) I'm so proud of you! We all were wondering when you'd finally look at a woman and my, have you chosen a woman to look at! Rukia will do wonders for you, she might even loosen you up a bit! Because you're such a stiffy! And look what she's done to you! Living on the wild side for once! Thank God! I was beginning to think you'd turn out like old Senryu! He's an absolute prick! You might have gotten another letter! Asking for a meeting! It's to discuss possible wedding dates between you two! Make sure Rukia comes too! I really want to congratulate her myself! Well done once again!
Byakuya noted how the woman still chose to add exclamation marks after every sentence. Some people would never change.
He set aside the papers and closed his eyes, letting the evening breeze cool his head. He opened his eyes and opened his other hand, looking at the greenish marble ball.
It was the exact same mod soul from that night, the same one who had made him go through absolute hell today. He raised it at eye level, looking at the reflection it made.
He should destroy it; throw it in the darkest hole to let it rot for the rest of eternity for what it had made him go through. But somehow, all Byakuya could feel for it was silent admiration.
That mod soul had done what he did not have the guts to do. Even admitting such a fact hurt Byakuya's immense pride but it was still true. That mod soul had connected to Rukia in way he dearly wanted to.
No one can live alone forever.
Byakuya knew what he had answered that with, but deep inside, he knew he had been lying. No, he could not live alone forever, and even if he could he simply did not want to.
He had already been doing it for decades, living a lonely existence, following a monotonous lifestyle, a never-ending cycle, day after day doing the exact same thing, following the exact same protocol, acting as if he did not need anyone. Did not need someone who would look at him and smile in a way that was meant only for him, didn't need that feeling of being loved and cherished, of wanting someone to look forward coming home to.
He was sick of it. He was sick of pretending as if those things did not matter to him. And even though it hurt his pride to admit it, the truth was that he did need someone, because he did not want to die alone. He had tasted happiness once, a long time back, so long that it was becoming a fading memory and he wanted was to feel that same happiness again.
Do I not deserve a second chance?
Recently, he had been looking forward to seeing someone when he came back home and recently, he had been feeling as if his one-track existence was changing, as if there was more to life then just duty and responsibility. All because of a certain someone.
And that someone was Rukia.
And it could not be anyone else but her. No one mattered more than her. She was quickly becoming an irreplaceable part of his life, a part that-though he would never admit it out loud- he looked forward to.
Even though she normally acted timid and restrained like a proper noble lady in his presence, there would be these rare times when she would unexpectedly slip up; suddenly laugh at his sarcasm, act all cocky or curse out loud when she got hot headed over something, forget whose presence she was in.
And those were the instances he could not help but anticipate. He soon noticed that the moments when she forgot to act like a Kuchiki noble made him feel warm inside, as if she was letting him into her lively world, where convention was not placed above everything else. The times when he would get to see the real Rukia were always memorable.
The feeling he got when he was with her was something no one could substitute, not even Hisana. Perhaps it was because the time he had spent with her seemed like a second compared to that spent with Rukia. But whatever the case, no other woman made him feel the way she did.
He could probably say that he had fallen for her over time.
He had never have predicted for such a thing to happen, it just happened. Byakuya doubted whether he could have even stopped it from taking place. All he knew that even though he had been extremely pissed today, he had, in fact, been a little happy.
Happy because, if he were to ever think of living an eternity with someone by his side, he would only think of Rukia.
Byakuya felt Rukia's reiatsu nearby, approaching slowly. It was fluctuating a lot, which clearly meant she was extremely mad. He could not help but feel dejected at that.
Whatever he felt for Rukia was obviously not reciprocated by her. The whole incident had probably just annoyed and repulsed her. And why would it not? She thought of him as an older brother; an older brother who only took to ignoring her and giving her the cold shoulder. Byakuya knew perfectly well how he acted towards her.
He quietly looked back at the marble ball in his hand. That was why he admired the modsoul. He had not been afraid to connect with someone else. With Rukia. And it was probably easier for him; he did not have that impenetrable wall that Rukia and he did.
Byakuya could easily remember the incident at the night club. He had first caught sight of Rukia, kissing some other man in a way he had never thought she was capable of. The feeling he had gotten when he saw her like had been extremely new, as if someone had punched him in the gut or thrown acid down his throat. It had eaten at his insides; the only thought that went through him was the desire to kill that bastard.
But then he recognized who the man was and shock had mixed in with all the rage as well. Even though it had been his faux body, the sight of him kissing Rukia had not been as shocking as he might have considered it to be a few decades ago.
Byakuya wished he could afford to act that free and unrestrained for once. Especially with her.
He looked back at the tiny pill.
Rukia stumbled inside the dining hall tiredly. She had been running around Seireitei the entire day, like a horse that had been whipped. It was safe to say that she would be taking the next three days off to recuperate.
She stretched a bit and yelped when her leg muscles got pulled. No, a week sounded much better.
Rukia stumbled through another set of doors that lead to the kitchen and ordered one of the servants to send her dinner to her room. The woman bowed and Rukia turned back, heading towards her bedroom.
As she passed by Byakuya's room, she slowed down to a crawl. Deal with him today? Hell no. She'd take her punishment tomorrow.
However, irrational curiosity made her stop in front of his doors. Like when you know you're supposed to stay clear from a particular place but you just can't help but go there? Yeah, like that. It's called being suicidal.
She hadn't been able to detect his reiatsu the entire day besides those two times and she wondered whether he was still being shadowed. She pressed an ear against his door.
Suddenly, the door slid open and Rukia, losing her balance, fell inside. Two hands grabbed her before she could hit the floor for the fourth time.
"Wha-!"
She felt herself being dragged inside until the doors closed behind her with a sound click. The hands pushed her back against the door and pinned her there.
Rukia looked up and gasped, losing all color from her face.
"N-Nii-sama…"
Byakuya looked back at her, his expression contemplative. Silky strands fell loosely in front of his face, unbound from his usual hair ornament. Rukia felt her heart pound loudly against her chest. She had never stood so close to him before. And the way he looked right now seemed all too familiar.
He took a moment in answering, whereupon he shook his head lightly.
"I am not your Byakuya."
She froze, frowning at his statement. Something about him wasn't right. "I-I don't–"
Her words died in her throat when he suddenly smiled. Her eyes widened at the way his teeth dazzled. It made her skin heat up, just like the last…
Byakuya bent down and whispered in her ear.
"I've missed you, Rukia," he said, his voice decreasing by a few decibels.
Rukia gasped loudly when she recognized him, her cheeks immediately flushing pink. She then placed a hand on his chest and shoved him, hard.
"You!" she sputtered.
Byakuya looked back at her, his eyes wide, smile wiped off his face. She pointed a furious finger at him.
"You asshole! You made me go through hell today! I've been tackled THREE FUCKING TIMES because of YOU!"
He raised a brow at her choice of words. He lifted a hand to his chest.
"I feel awful."
Rukia glared at him, punching him on the shoulder as hard as she could, which wasn't very hard. He didn't even cry out or anything.
"Awful!? You feel awful!? Dammit, you should feel downright miserable! You should be crawling on your knees, begging for my mercy! Because of you, the whole, and I mean WHOLE of Seireitei is after MY ass! Do you know what Captain Unohana said!?"
Byakuya tilted his head, looking back at her with an amused expression. "What did she say?" he asked softly.
Rukia gladly continued, beginning to pace about his room.
"She was going to explain to me how to use a condom! A condom for God's sake!" she slapped her forehead. "Just imagine my mortification! But ohhh nooo! That wasn't the end of it!"
"It was not?"
Rukia glared back at him. "Hell yes! Captain Soi Fon came out of bloody nowhere and congratulated me on being pregnant!" Rukia furiously placed her hands on her hips.
"Now tell me, how do you go from a kissing someone to being fucking pregnant!?"
Byakuya smiled once again and Rukia faltered slightly on seeing it. "I honestly have no clue, Rukia."
Rukia huffed indignantly and crossed her arms.
"And now I'll probably be murdered soon by nii-sama," she muttered.
Byakuya frowned. "Why would you think so?"
She raised her hands in frustration as if the answer was obvious. "Well, because he would probably pin the whole thing on me, say it was my fault."
Her shoulders slumped. "I disgraced him and my clan…like I always do. He'll probably be glad to finally get rid of me."
Byakuya momentarily paused. He then took a step towards her and raised a tentative hand, caressing her cheek. Rukia froze by the action.
"I do not think he blames you for what happened, Rukia," he said in a quiet voice. "He cares very much about you."
Rukia blinked, looking away from him when she felt herself blush under the intensity of his gaze. Suddenly she looked back at him, her eyebrow raised in suspicion.
"W-Why are you here anyway? How did you get into a faux body?"
He took a moment in answering, not breaking eye-contact in between. "Someone accidentally put me inside this faux body…she had pink hair."
Rukia's mouth made an O, Byakuya was drawn to that. "Yachiru-chan. She usually does stuff like that." She turned around towards the door and tugged at his sleeve. "You should go before nii-sama catches you."
Byakuya suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist and forcefully pulled her back. She gasped at the sudden motion, falling against his chest. He snaked his other arm around her waist and pinned her to his body.
Rukia placed her hands on his chest and tried to push him back.
"What the hell are you doing?" she whispered furiously when he wouldn't budge an inch. She really had lost all her strength running around Seireitei all day.
Byakuya tightened his hold on her, bending down to rest his forehead against hers.
"But I came all the way here to see you, Rukia. Can you not spend some time with me?"
Rukia gulped, her face heating up even more. She should have been pushing the mod soul away. Not only was he a modsoul, he was in Byakuya nii-sama's faux body. Instead, she let him hold her for a little while.
"Nii-sama will be coming soon," she said in a low voice, looking at his lips. They were bringing back vivid memories.
"Byakuya," he emphasized on the word, "is busy doing his work at the 6th squad. I saw him on my way here." He bent even lower till his lips hovered above hers.
"We have all the time in the world," he whispered back.
Rukia's heartbeat raced. She knew this wasn't right, her brain was telling her to stop. But the feeling of his hot breath caressing her skin was making it very difficult to think. She looked back at his lips, remembering the feeling she had gotten when they had been on hers.
The desire and passion she had felt was something she had never felt before. It had been so all-consuming, so powerful. It had been so heated, as if her entire body was on fire. His lips on her skin had felt like he was scorching her, taking over her senses, making her crave for more and more of him, making her think she'd go crazy if she didn't have him.
It had been a feeling she hadn't known existed before that kiss. No doubt, she had kissed many people in her lifetime, but those kisses had never stirred such emotions.
That feeling was not bad in the least.
No! He's a modsoul! And even if that isn't important than the fact that he looks like Byakuya should be!
Rukia looked into his eyes. Suddenly a thought occurred to her.
Maybe…the fact that he looks like Byakuya isn't part of the problem.
What if, the only reason why she had felt that desire was because he had been the one creating it?
Rukia had not known that the Byakuya that night had been a mod soul. She had been under the impression that it had been the real Byakuya all along. But there she was, kissing him in a way she hadn't known she could. Craving for his lips, his touch, his voice.
Rukia swallowed hard. She now knew what the answers to her questions were.
She could have realized it wasn't Byakuya; all the clues had been there, screaming at her. But she didn't.
Maybe because I didn't actually want to know the truth
She could have stopped him when he started to move towards her. she knew better, he could have been drunk or something. But she let him kiss her.
Maybe because I secretly wanted him to
Why did she kiss him back?
Because it had felt so good
Why?
…because it had been Byakuya.
The only reason why she had felt that way was because Byakuya had been the one to create it in her. She wasn't craving for just anyone; she wanted Byakuya and only him. It was his touch that she responded to with such a degree of desire, his lips that she hungered for, she just wanted… him.
Rukia abruptly looked up at the mod soul, smiling. He looked back at her in confusion.
"I can't," she said slowly.
Byakuya frowned. "Why not?"
"Because," she lifted up a hand and rested it on his cheek. Byakuya closed his eyes and leaned into it.
"I already like someone, and I would just be using you."
Byakuya's eyes shot wide open and he pinned her down with an intense stare. His grip around her waist tightened even more.
"Who is it?"
She let out a sigh. "The person who looks like you," she said quietly, looking away.
He froze. Whatever he had wanted to say next flew out of his mind.
"You…like…me?" he said, awe in his voice.
Rukia turned back at him, vaguely annoyed. She looked at his astonished face. "I just said I didn't like-ah!"
Byakuya had suddenly turned Rukia around and pushed her towards his bed. Rukia lost her footing and fell backwards on it. Before she could sit back up, Byakuya climbed on top of her, pinning her down lightly beneath him.
Rukia looked up at him indignantly. "What the hell are you-"
Byakuya cut her off in between, bending down and crushing his lips to hers. Rukia's eyes widened from the contact.
He began to kiss her, his lips softening over hers. She refused to respond, keeping her lips shut tight. But soon she gave up, slowly beginning to kiss him back. There was something about his lips, the way they slanted over hers, coaxing her lips to part for him. They felt so inviting, his movements so possessive and erotic, as if he wouldn't be satisfied with anything but the whole of her.
She leaned into the kiss, forcing him to exert more pressure, reveling in the heated emotions he was already creating inside of her. She couldn't stop herself from moaning when she felt him bite her lower lip.
Suddenly, he switched sides, laying on the bed beside Rukia and pulling her on top of him till she was straddling his hips. He snaked a hand through her hair and pulled her head down till she was a few inches above his face.
"I have a confession to make," he said, his voice raw.
Rukia dazedly looked back at him, her silence telling him to continue.
"I was lying to you," he said quietly. "I really am Byakuya."
Rukia frowned at him, her hazy mind still not getting what he had said. Suddenly, what he said clicked and she gasped loudly, covering her mouth with her hand. She looked at him, horrified.
"Oh…my…GOD!" She tried to straighten up and get off of him but his grip on her kept her from budging.
Rukia immediately went into panic mode, she tried again and again to scramble away from him, the only thing she could think of was OhmyGod! OhmyGod! OhmyGod! OhmyGod!
Byakuya sat up, his hands keeping her from running away. He rested his cheek on hers, closing his eyes.
"Hush, Rukia. It is okay," he said softly. Rukia ignored him and continued to push herself off of him. "Rukia, please stop trying to run away from me!"
Rukia froze, her hands going still. Byakuya took it as his cue to continue. His hand slipped out of her hair to her other cheek.
"Rukia," he said quietly, looking into her eyes. She looked intensely back at him.
Byakuya suddenly faltered, uncertain on whether to continue. It had been such a long time since he had opened up to anyone that it felt awkward.
He swallowed. "I like you…Rukia."
Her eyes grew as wide as saucers. He seemed a bit embarrassed to admit it.
"And…not only do I like you, I have also…fallen in love with you," he said hesitantly.
"I have for a long time," he said, his voice becoming stronger.
"Rukia, what if, whatever has happened, in that nightclub as well as today…what if it all happened for a reason?"
She was finding it difficult to speak. Her voice came out hoarse. "I-I-"
"What if," he continued, "it had happened so that I could finally be with you?"
She quietly looked back at him, her mouth opening and closing. Byakuya frowned.
"Rukia?"
Rukia suddenly pushed him backwards, arms wrapping around his neck. Byakuya's eyes widened with surprise as she rested her head against his chest as she hugged him.
"I think so too," she said happily, her face glowing.
Byakuya smiled and wrapped his arms around her. They both stayed like that for a moment, each of them reveling in their newfound happiness.
Then suddenly a loud grumble erupted from Rukia's stomach.
Rukia blushed, apologetically looking up at Byakuya. "I haven't had dinner yet. I had it sent to my room."
He smiled, getting up and slipping a hand underneath her legs. He agilely stood up, carrying Rukia in his arms and walked towards the door.
Rukia gasped and stopped him at the door. "The servants! What will they say!?"
Byakuya smiled wryly at her. "Well, they have already been talking. We should confirm those rumors to give those poor souls some peace of mind, do you not think so? "
Rukia giggled, letting Byakuya carry her out of his room towards her own.
A/N: *notices that you're done reading* wow, that was long, for me that is. So I'm dying to know what you thought of it. Byakuya's day out had more smut in it but this one is loaded with humor( or I think it is...please tell me you found SOMETHING funny in it)
It was fun writing Rukia's Day Out, I got to add a lot of character's from Bleach, I hope I portrayed them right. As I always say, please forgive me for any mistakes, grammatical wise, spelling wise, or any other wise you know of XD I'm no pro at writing
Yay! In the end, Rukia got to be with Byakuya, I hope it all made sense, their reasons for falling in love with the other. Maybe even a person who doesn't like this pairing might start considering them after reading this story. That would be my dream come true.
See you!