Cont.
Ichigo was taking a bath. Tomorrow was the last day that Ichigo had to make a decision and he still didn't know what to do.
"Man," he scratched his head, "I'm running out of time." He sighed and allowed himself to sink lower into the warm water.
CREAK!
Ichigo lifted his head and saw Rukia walking in with nothing but a towel around her.
"What are you doing?" he asked casually.
"AH! Don't scare me, Ichigo!" she yelled at him with 'surprise' in her tone, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Taking a bath," he answered truthfully.
She glared at him. "Well then why didn't you lock the door? You're lucky that only the three of us are in the house."
Ichigo leaned to the side of the tub. "Then where is Takeshi?"
"Sleeping," Rukia answered.
Ichigo leaned back again and grunted. "That kid's always sleeping—OW! What the hell was that for, midget?" He yelled when Rukia slapped the back of his head.
"Move forward."
"Wha—" Ichigo just watched as Rukia slid into the tub behind him with the towel still on.
"I don't know what's going on," she said, "But you've been really stressed lately. You don't play with Takeshi these days and our friends noticed you've been more out-of-it these days. So as a treat, let me help ease some of the tension in your shoulders."
Ichigo smirked and then shivered when he felt Rukia's hands lightly pressed against his tight muscles on his shoulders. "I can get used to this."
"Well don't," Rukia smirked back, "Because this is only going to happen this once."
Ichigo laughed and relax under her touch. It felt good. "Hey."
"Hmm?"
Ichigo grabbed her wrists and pulled her forward.
"Ichigo!"
"Shut up," he said, "Let me stay like this for a second."
He leaned against her chest and relaxed. Rukia sighed, allowing her arms to drop on top of his chiseled chest.
"Feeling better?" She whispered into his ear.
"Hmm," he breathed out as an answer.
The two sat in the warm water for some time. They didn't speak. They just melted into each other's embrace. The warmth of the water was cooling down but they didn't care. They were warming each other enough.
Rukia look at her pruned fingers. "I think we've been in here too long."
"I guess," Ichigo agreed.
When he lifted his back off her chest Rukia stood up and stepped out of the tub. She turned on the shower head and Ichigo unplugged the tub.
"Here."
Ichigo turned around and caught the towel that the blushing Rukia tossed to him. "Thanks," he replied, with the same blush, and wrapped it around his waist.
Rukia grabbed the showerhead and quickly rinsed herself and left the bathroom. Ichigo followed suit, and entered his bedroom.
"You're dripping water everywhere," Rukia commented.
"I'll clean it up later," He said as he ruffled a spare towel through his spikey hair, "But what are you doing in here?"
Rukia lifted a manga. "Just grabbing this—"
Rukia tried to leave Ichigo's bedroom but he had something else in plan. He grabbed her wrist and pushed her against the wall.
"Ichi-" Rukia couldn't finish her sentence because Ichigo smashed his lips against her's. And that was all he had to do to get her.
They've been living together for three years in separate rooms… but whenever their lips met (whether through a drunken mistake or just by obvious desire), it was enough to make each other aroused.
As soon as their mouth met, Rukia opened her mouth to let Ichigo's tongue in. From there they would always battle for dominance as their tongues massaged against each other, exploring the mouth at the same time. It was crazy. It was sexy. It was just goddamn delicious. Ichigo loved sucking out her breath because it felt like he was sucking out her soul and taking possession of it.
Ichigo lifted Rukia's body and walked to his bed. Rukia automatically wrapped her legs around his waist and felt the towel fall off.
She looked down and smiled against his lips. "Looks like someone's excited."
Ichigo kept sucking on her swollen lips, groaning in the back of his throat as he grabbed her towel and tossed it off her body. He looked into her eyes and grinned. "Now we're even." He walked towards his bed and threw himself and Rukia on it.
As soon as Rukia's back came in contact with the bed Ichigo started to suck on her jaw line, leaving red marks. Rukia knew he liked to leave marks all over her body to tell everyone that she was his and only his. Even though it was embarrassing when someone sees it and annoying to cover up, Rukia liked seeing it on her. And what's more was the fact that it was on her more often these days.
Ichigo felt Rukia's fingers grabbing his orange hair and tugging on it with lust. This was driving him crazy. One of his hands was busy playing with her other hand, while the other hand was rubbing her back. When he heard her moaning, he knew she wanted more. Ichigo smirked as his hand went straight to her breast and started to knead it. Rukia gasped and was trying to catch her breath but when she felt his tongue run up and down her neck, it was becoming more difficult. Ichigo grabbed one of her hands and their fingers interlaced with each other, while her other hand was free to explore his muscular back. She felt his goosebumps coming out in areas her hand traced across.
"Rukia," Ichigo spoke on her neck, "Can I?"
"Don't ask; just do it," she commanded.
He let out a devilish grin. Ichigo loved it when Rukia tried to stay tough when they both knew that he was going to take control in the end.
Ichigo looked at the sleeping Rukia by his side. She had a smile upon her face to show her happiness. He allowed a huge smile to appear on his face as well. Just seeing her like this, next to him, made everything in life bearable. And he was willing to do anything to make this everlasting.
He tucked a lock of hair behind Rukia's ear and watched her skin glow in the moonlight.
Ichigo knew what he had to do.
Without waking Rukia, he slowly got out of the bed and went to grab a new pair of boxers. He then went downstairs to the kitchen and picked up the phone. In his wallet was Byakuya's number but he didn't have to see it. For a week he's been so obsessed about this that he ended up memorizing the number…
But it was not because he's gay, which he ISN'T!
Ichigo dialed the number and waited for the other end to pick up.
"Hello? Kuchiki Byakuya's Office."
"Um, hi. Can I talk with Kuchiki-san please?"
"May I get your name?"
"Ichigo."
"Just a moment." Ichigo waited as there was a pause. He could feel his palms getting sweaty. Man this was hard.
"Hello?" answered a cold tone that Ichigo knew right away who it was.
"It's me."
"And?"
Ichigo paused for a moment, taking in a big breath before speaking the forever-life-changing decision. "I'll do it."
A/N: Finally the end of the 3part special. Sorry for taking too long... and this chapter was a bit dull (yeah, even i'm aware of that). but i just wanted to quickly go back to the original story so I'll be posting them up real soon. Maybe later today I'll post up the next two chapters!
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