Bet Of Torture

Bet Of Torture
Rukia sighed lightly and stared up at the ceiling, "You're addicted to me," she stated simply, Ichigo stared over at her from where he was standing and raised his eyebrows, "Oh am I?" he chuckled as he pulled on a shirt, "Yes, you are, it's quite sad actually but you can't keep your hands off of me," "Well I don't see you making any struggle to escape," he replied, she slowly sat up and smirked at him, "I never said I didn't like it, I just mean that, think about it, you would die if you had to go a day without me," she said smugly, "Oh you wish, if you spent a day without ME you would probbably cry," he boasted, her eyebrows raised, "Wanna bet?" "Oh I SO want to bet," "Great, until tommorrow morning there will be no kissing, no touching, no licking, no physical contact at ALL, first one to cave looses," "And what do I get when I win?" he asked with a smirk, "Well, after I win, I'll get to decide what we do for our anniversery," he raised his eyebrows, "Our first anniversery isn't for nine months...." "I meant the anniversery of the day we met," he smirked, "Oh, I get it, so winner gets to decide what we do for our OTHER anniversery?" "You're right," "It's on,"

At first Ichigo thought it was going to be a relativly easy bet to win (or atleast not loose) because Rukia was the one to initiate affection half the time (well, from his point of veiw she was) he figured that despite how much he was attracted to her before they got married, since he never acted on his desieres, he'd be perfectly fine, he figured that the increased sex drive was just because they COULD do it, not neciciairly because they HAD to like it was some primal need, but alas, he was so wrong, before he married her he had urges yes, but they were never strong enough to make him want to kill himself like he did now, he hadn't thought that being with her could so thoroughly ruin his self discipline.... but he assumed it was like the first time you give a dog table food, they'll never go back to dog food and they'd rather starve than not have table food again.... Rukia was his table food.... deprivation was his dog food... and this? What she was doing now? Well this was just pure torture..... she was outside watering some flowers, on it's own? Not a bad thing..... when she was wearing a tank top and Daisy Duke shorts and had her hair in pig tails? A method to kill him, so in she walked, her legs and bare feet drenched in hose water and the rest of her damp with sweat from being out in the sun for an hour, she ignored him completly and walked to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water and uncapping it before taking a long drink from it, purpously letting a little water run down her parched lips, and walking out of the room.... he hoped she didn't do that again until tommorrow.....

"So Ichigo, want some lunch?" Rukia asked with a hum as she entered the kitchen in nothing but a thin, black, day dress, "S-Sure," he muttered, she smiled at him and started getting out some sandwitch supplies, he sighed lightly, he could SURELY make it until tommorrow, he had more self-control than this, he was going to win and then he was going to take her to the beach on their anniversery, the very one where they had their first kiss, and he was going to book a hotel for the entire week.... and then he was going to do everything in his power to make her glad that he won the bet- "OW!" he jerked up from his thoughts and saw Rukia walking away from the cutting board, holding her hand, "Ouch.... I cut my palm...." she muttered, he glanced at the tomatos on the board and the knife next to them and noticed the tiniest hint of blood, "Let me see," he said, gesturing for her to hold out her hand, her palm was indeed bleeding, but only as much as say, a pappercut, would bleed, "I'll go get you a band aid," she frowned as he started to walk off and she sighed loudly and dramatically, "It's too bad you and I have this bet going, I always LOVE it when you kiss my wounds," she said as she batted her eyes, "You're cheating!" he accused, "Excuse me?" "You can't flirt with me OR seduce me! That's CHEATING!" "It is not! If you wanted a no flirting rule YOU should have said so!" she growled back, he narrowed his eyes, "Ok then... TWO can play at that game..." he growled out

She wasn't expecting it... no she COULDN'T be expecting it, because if she was expecting what he was about to do then she was the All Powerfull Ruler Of The Universe and should never be doubted in the first place, so he said goodbye to the last ounce of his pride and walked downstairs where Rukia was, he cleared his throat, thus distracting her from doing the dishes, she turned around and the plate she had been holding fell to the floor with a clatter, her mouth falling open and her legs starting to shake, she gulped audiably as he walked forward, "I do believe you dropped this Love," he said, bending down and picking it up, it took every OUNCE of her Kuchiki-taught self-control not to pounce on him right then.... all he was wearing was the gag Halloween costume she bought him last Halloween when they were engaged, it was a pair of bleached white, fuzzy boxer shorts with a little bob tail on the back, a headband with very soft rabbit ears was on his head and a light blue collar hung around his neck, and that was all he was wearing, she hesitantly took the plate from him and put it back in the soapy dish water, her throat suddenly dry, he leaned against the counter and tilted his head, making his bunny ears flop, "Aren't you going to feed your bunny Rukia?" "N-No! I already made you lunch twenty minutes ago! What, do you have a bottumless pit for a stomach or something!?" she shouted in a high, shrill voice, her face slightly red, the things he did in that costume ... just the thought made her want to pass out.... he cocked his head to the other side and stared at her with his beautifull coffee-colored eyes, innocence and sweet, old-fashioned, gentlemanly care shining through like it ALWAYS did when he wanted it to, "I wasn't talking about ME Silly, I mean did you feed Snowball yet or not?" then it hit her like a bullet in the chest and she breathed a sigh of releif, "N-No, in fact, I'm going to go feed Snowball RIGHT now!" she screamed, dashing away from him and out of the kitchen to go feed her rabbit, he smirked, walking to the refridgerator and opening it, "Yep, she's gonna cave," he chuckled, taking out a carrot and taking a bite of it

Rukia REFUSED to let him win, she REFUSED, just the THOUGHT of her loosing a self-control contest to that.. that.... case of testostorone and libido made her both angry and dissapointed in herself, just the fact that she was female should automatically give her the upper hand, she was going to fix this little issue right NOW, and OH how she LOVED cleaning her house.... with a smirk, she pranced out of the bedroom in the outfit she had stashed away to show Ichigo at a time that she wanted to mess with his head, she had no idea why but for some reason maids always made a man drool and FRENCH maids..... well.... she might as well just go on and book a cabin for that trip to the mountains she was planning to take Ichigo on for their anniversery, nice, fresh, winter snow and air surrounding them with ice skating, snow ball fights, natural hot springs, and hot chocolate? The perfect way to say goodbye to winter, hello to spring, and "I love you" to her partner.... but that fool hated cold weather... and SHE hated hot weather.... thus why the bet occured to begin with, "Ichigo can you get my step stool please? I need to reach the top shelf!" she called from the living room, smirking devilishly as his footsteps trailed into the room and a loud gasp exited his throat, "R-R-R-Rukia," he sqweaked out, she turned around, her little, puffy, black and white dress just BARELY covering her thighs and her chest, she tilted her head, "Is something wrong?" "Why are you wearing that!?" "Because I feel like it," she replied, bending over to pick up the wooden block and take it over to the fire place, she picked up a duster, stood on the step stool, and started to dust the top of the mantel, she smirked, purpously nocking over a little candel holder onto the carpet, "Oops," she said, bending over to get it, when she looked up again Ichigo was gone without a trace, she smirked, "I give him an hour before he looses it," she said smugly as she went back to cleaning

Ichigo could. not. LOOSE! He REFUSED to spend ANOTHER vacation in the mountains, he just didn't LIKE it, watching her skate all day? Please.... he'd rather swim with her in the ocean and take her scuba diving than watch her ice skate and freeze his butt off at a log cabin with limited electricity.... if it weren't for the hot springs there he would HATE the mountains instead of just DISLIKING them, he HAD to win, he HAD to win! And he would do it at ALL costs.... even sacrificing his manhood for it.... he stepped closer to the bottles on the counter and stared at the ceiling, breathing in a deep sigh to calm his nerves, oh how he HATED having to do this..... how he WISHED Rukia was a NORMAL female who LOVED the smell of sweat and testostorone and MAN with a hint of mint, like most females did, but no, her nose was so sensitive that she HATED it, she ALWAYS complained that he smelled too strongly to her, "Get rid of that soap you use" she says, "Use MY deoderant" she says, "If you put on cologne one more time I'll strangle you" she says, she wants him smelling like a woman as sad as that is... no... not even a woman wore the perfume and deoderant she uses.... this stuff was for little girls... it was made by DISNEY for crying out loud! "Well here I go," he muttered as he picked up the scented lotion, "Princess Berry Blossum indeed......"

Smelling good was barely half of his plan to seduce his pretty little wife, most of the time Rukia would be turned off when he exercised because the smell of sweat and exerted hormones bothered her, but if he was smelling like daisies then the exercising would be a turn on for her .... he hoped.... so he went outside and ran a few laps around the house to work up a good sweat and when he came around the backyard noticed Rukia standing in front of the window, facing him. cleaning the table there, he smirked and dropped immediatly to start doing crunches, after three of them he looked up and saw her watching him like a hawk, he smirked (inwardly ofcourse) and came to the conclusion that this was working, he slowly got up and started walking towards the door but didn't go inside, instead he picked up the hose and turned it on, letting the cold water spew from the spout into his mouth and splash over his hot face, he ran the hose all over him in an attempt to cool down (because he was only wearing a pair of shorts thankfully) and when he glanced back to the window, hair dripping wet, he noticed Rukia was gone, he smirked, "She's close to breaking~" he said to himself, walking into the house and into the living room where Rukia stood, pretending to fool around with the coffee table trinkets, she suddenly turned around and gulped, "You smell good..... surprisingly..." she chirped, he smiled, "Thanks," he replied, chuckling and walking up the stairs

Rukia popped the muscels in her neck, if she was going to do this she was going to have to bring out the big guns, the big guns being Renji, "Ichigo! I'm gonna go play tennis!" she shouted over her shoulder as she walked towards the backdoor, Ichigo, who was just coming out of a shower, raised his eyebrows at her, "Tennis? With who?" "Renji's coming over, he's bringing a net too," she replied, he frowned slightly but didn't expect much of it, after all he had pulled the exercise card an hour ago, that COULDN'T be what she was aiming for....

...And then he understood it, as she worked out vigorously in the back yard, hitting the ball back and forth and back and forth, he became mezmerized by her, her movements, her heavy breathing, her sweaty skin.... he gulped, her purple tank top clung to her like it was part of her skin and her yellow basketball shorts shaped against her legs, finally the game ended and she went up and hugged Renji.... a long..... agonizing hug..... then she came walking back inside and he looked towards her as she entered, smirking at him, "W-What are those?" he sqweaked, pointing to two blue tennis balls in her hand, "What? The blue balls?" she joked, ignoring his question and walking away with a hum, 'I am going to win....' she thought happily

Ichigo huffed softly as he walked into the bedroom, he needed to find something else to tilt the odds in his favour.... and then the door to the bathroom opened and he turned around...... and out walked Rukia....... wearing only a towel..... he gulped as she walked towards the closet, ignoring him, and grabbed a dress, then she turned to the dresser and opened the drawers, she grabbed a bra and a pair of panties and then...... she dropped her towel to dress in front of him...... great....

Rukia smiled as she walked around the corner, Ichigo was nearly there, just about to cave, and she knew it, oh she knew it well... she just needed ONE more thing, and likely taking her bra off through her sleeve would do it, she walked into the living room and paused, Ichigo was on the couch sleeping, one leg draped over the arm of the couch and the other on the floor, his head on the other arm of the couch and Snowball, her bunny, on Ichigo's chest, also sleeping, she felt like she was going to melt, Ichigo was so much more than just primal desiere and masculinity, he was also sweet and compassionate and in that way he was more of a MAN than anyone else.... she didn't understand it herself, but truthfully the longer he stared at his peacefull face and the way he carefully held onto Snowball even as he slept, unwilling to let the rabbit fall to the floor and get hurt, it rang her "mother" bell to the point where the ringing was about to defean her and the instinctive need to have children started to churn in her mind, she understood that humans still had those more primal instincts and actually feeling them sort of weirded her out... but the more she looked on the more she wanted babies of her own..... and Ichigo would make such a good father..... she sighed lightly and decided to leave him in peace with Snowball for a wile, there was something she had to do anyway.....

Ichigo sighed, he wanted to win.... he so badly wanted to win.... and yet he was sure he wouldn't.... Rukia walked down the stairs happily and swung around the corner, Ichigo gulped, bracing himself for her next tactic.... but even though he expected something to drive him nuts... he didn't expect what she said, "Ichigo, I'm pregnant," she said with a large smile, being as calm about it as she possibly could be, his mouth fell open and he gaped like a fish, "W-Wa..." "I just took a test, I'm pregnant," she replied with a shrug, in moments he had scooped her up in his arms and was smoothering her in kisses, "Rukia that's fantastic!!" he screamed, she smiled, "AND you just lost the bet too! EXTRA fantastic!" she laughed, he stared up at her, giving her the puppy eyes, she sighed, pulling the pregnancy card was hard to do and regardless it was underhanded to win that bet anyway.. she felt a little sorry for him... "We'll compromise... a little..." "Good enough," he said, picking her up and walking upstairs with her, "Hmmm.... I guess we can get rid of those blue tennis balls now..." she said with a smirk, "Stop that, you shouldn't be so dirty..." he muttered with a blush as he walked into the bedroom and shut the door with his foot