Taming of the Dragon

(Ren x Tats, Ori x Uryu, Shiro x momo, Ichi x ruk)

Tatsuki is the toughest lady to handle. What happens when someone swept her off her feet, just to make her sisters available for the taking? Based on Shakespeare's play 'The Taming of the Shrew'. (AU and OOC)

Disclaimer: Bleach characters do not belong to me but it's just based on my imagination. So there.

Prologue

Once upon a time in Japan, there was a peaceful and beautiful state called Karakura City. In that city lived a wealthy nobleman who goes by the name of Ukitake Jyuushiro. And he had a problem.

He had three beautiful daughters; the childish and naïve Orihime, the sweet and kind Momo, and the tomboyish Tatsuki. As Orihime is so childish and naïve that any hot-blooded male with ill intentions (or a certain lady, whose name will be withheld due to her being an minor, with an unusual fetish for well endowed ladies) would take advantage of her, and Momo was really simply too kind for her own good, Tatsuki being the oldest sister became so overprotective of her younger sisters that she developed a nasty and spitfire temper. One glare or harsh word from her was enough to make any man wet his pants and cry like a newborn babe on the spot. Due to her infamous reputation, thousands of admirers shied away from her, even though she was an exceptional beauty.

Therein lay the problem. Jyuushiro has always worried for his eldest daughter being left on the shelf as there were no takers for her, even though he had received numerous marriage proposals for the hands of Orihime and Momo. Being her father, he was worried about Tatsuki being alone when he died, as he was always plagued by an incurable illness that made him vomit blood and leaving him breathless. He was also worried if his two younger daughters would ever marry the right man before he passes away. After many sleepless nights, and maybe a hundred or so fits of crimson vomits, he consulted with his best friend Kyouraku Shunsei. They discussed from day to night, and night to day, between bouts of fits and buckets of blood, until Jyuushiro had hit on the ultimate flawless plan!

The very next day, Jyuushiro stood in front of his mansion's entrance gate. He had gathered all of his daughters' suitors (or lack thereof) in front of his house for a special announcement. He breathed hard, and after making sure there was no incoming fit, announced to the whole wide world that Tatsuki must get married first before Orihime and Momo do, using the tradition that the eldest child must come first before the younger siblings. Even though he hated to jeopardize his two daughters' happiness, he was sure that this was the only way to ensure Tatsuki's happiness, even if it would cause her to hate him to the end of days.

The very minutethe words left his mouth, the number of Orihime and Momo's suitors were drastically reduced to a quarter (except for if you include a certain lesbian), for too many had tasted the iron fist, the steel legs and the knife-edged tongue of the elder daughter far too many times. No one ever dared, even if they were in a truth or dare game, to court this wild dragon bitch, who was dubbed by men as Tatsuki the Cursed/Battleaxe/Ogre/ Dramata.

With the announcement taking effect, and Orihime and Momos' suitors having a sudden change of mind, Tatsuki breathed a sigh of relief. Orihime and Momo were practically fishing baits that had drawn too many suitors for her own liking. She was glad that with the announcement being a double insurance, it was enough to protect her two younger siblings from those lowlife filthy males. Tatsuki even told her father that they were better off without those males, much to Jyuushiro's dismay. Little did she know that her life would change in the form of a certain redheaded male…