Rukia and Byakuya have complained that they are not getting any in my current story. The Concrete Jungle. So this two-shot here is to help them let out their sexual frustrations.

I wanted to get this out of my system, before I could concentrate properly on Concrete jungle. The latest chapter in that had stopped halfway (huge writer's block)

WARNING: Please, for the love of god, don't read this if you're underage. The story contains strong themes and sex. Rated NC-17, Hard R. Set in the present world.

CONTAINS ALMOST CHILD RAPE AND PSEUDO INCEST! SORRY IF IT OFFENDS ANYONE. IT IS JUST FICTION.

DISCLAIMER: Bleach belongs to Kubo. I've just borrowed the characters.

Byakuya looked at the two men sitting in front of him. He was in their domain. He couldn't even let his disgust of them, and everything they represent, show on his face. They were vile. He wanted to kill his already dead father for even associating himself with them. The men were patiently waiting for his answer. Byakuya knew that to defy them would mean instant death. It couldn't be helped. No matter how much he's going to suffer in hell.

He looked calmly at them, "Never."

A slimy, snake-faced, white haired man spoke up. "Don't be so hasty Byakuya kun. You shouldn't just think about yourself."

Byakuya was riled. "I wasn't thinking of myself," he bit out with venom.

"Ah, of course. You're an honourableman. Things like these are very much against your principles. But, I don't think you can afford to be virtuous while so deep in debt with us. What do you think Aizen sama?" he looked towards the brown haired man seated next to him.

"Let's give him a day to think, Gin," the man said with a smile. "I'm sure he'll make the obvious choice. After all, we owe him that. His father was a dear friend to us. And I'm sure he wouldn't want us to pay a visit to his place. Why don't you come here tomorrow, same time? Make sure it's the right answer."

Byakuya clenched his teeth and fisted his palms. Before he gave into the temptation of punching those sons of bitches, he left.

"Welcome back, Nii Sama."

Byakuya entered the small apartment to find his sister Rukia, still in her school uniform. She had an apron on it. She looked beautiful. There was a smudge of flour on her cheek. Making her look even more adorable. Her shiny black hair fell to her shoulders. She had the most amazing set of violet eyes. He knew that more than one guy fancied her at school.

"You left right after school." Rukia said, making her way to the kitchen. Byakuya removed his shoes and followed her. "All the girls in my class were really sad. They want you to walk me home, only so they can tag along and be with you," she said with a smile.

Byakuya was confused. Why did her friends want to be with him? He followed her into the kitchen, removing his tie. "I don't understand," he told her. She was at the stove, preparing supper. He saw he curvy backside and came to the conclusion, he'd come to many times before; she's too attractive for her own good. He recalled the meeting he'd just been to and became unduly angry with her. Why the hell was she this pretty? Making it hard for him to protect her. He wished he'd never met her. No, that wasn't true. She was the one constant thing in his life, that hadn't abandoned him. No, she was truly a wonderful girl with a pure heart. She was, to put in a corny manner, beautiful both inside and out.

"Are you serious?" Rukia asked, turning back. Her expression was one of astonishment.

"Of course. Otherwise why would I ask?" Byakuya said coldly.

Rukia blushed at his rebuke. "Well, Nii sama, you're the most attractive of all the teachers in the faculty. The girls are crazy about you. Even the ones that usually sleep through history period are awake, since you became the history teacher."

"That's just ridiculous." Byakuya stated firmly. He looked at her. She'd turned back to the stove, her head bent at a dejected angle.

Byakuya sighed. This always happened. Rukia would try and strike up a conversation with him. She'd always have a smile on her face. But he managed to erase it every time. He didn't know if it was intentional or not.

He did hate her for quite some time in the past, but not anymore. She was his only family now. She was his to look after and to protect.

When Byakuya was eighteen, his recently widowed father remarried. The woman he married was a widow herself and had an eight-year-old daughter. Rukia. Even then, Rukia was a beautiful girl. With her shoulder length black hair and violet eyes, she resembled a doll.

Byakuya at the time still hadn't gotten over his mother's death. He'd loved her a lot. He knew his father was the reason she died prematurely. His mom had had cancer. His father's family, the Kuchiki was supposed to be loaded. But, his bastard of a father had used up all the money on himself. And now, they were broke. His mom died because his father was a self-centered worm. Byakuya had turned his hatred and anger towards Rukia and her mother. He treated the little happy girl abominably. Every time she'd try to talk to him, he'd sneer and make her cry with his nasty comments. But she never shed any tears in front of him. She'd always hold her tears back, till she escaped into her room. Though he secretly admired her pride, it pissed him off as well. He'd become more mean the next time he'd see her. Eventually, she started avoiding him. It was fine with Byakuya. And as for her mom, he pretended that she didn't even exist. Rukia's mom seemed like a serene and sweet woman. But Byakuya didn't think so. He was convinced that she was a slut, who'd just married his father because nobody was ready to claim Rukia. His father never scolded him for his behaviour.

Finally, his summer break was over and he was leaving for college. Byakuya was ready to forget his newfound step-mom and stepsister. He was never coming back. He had a full scholarship to study history, his favourite subject, at one of the top universities. He could pay for food and clothing by getting a part time job. Byakuya packed and left without saying goodbye to anyone, vowing never to set foot in the house again.

He broke his vow and went back to the house after three years. But only to get a few things he wished to have. Namely, everything of his mother's that was bundled in the attic. In his opinion, her things would be tainted if he left them at his father's place. He had found an apartment for himself, and paid for it by working every evening at a bar.

He's just going to get in with the spare key, grab the stuff, load it in his car, and drive off. He won't even bother to look at those people. With this in mind, Byakuya got out of the car and went to the front door. He found the spare key under one of the flowerpots. He let himself in quietly.

Everything seemed silent. But then he heard it.

"NOOOOOO", the scream echoed through the hallway.

At first he thought it was just his stepmother and his father at it. But then he heard a little girl cry, "MAMA… NO."

"PLEASE DON'T HURT HER."

"Shut up bitch," his father was yelling now.

Byakuya hesitated. But then, he ran up the stairs into his father's room. He froze completely at the threshold of the room. The sight that met his eyes still haunted his dreams. It gave him terrifying nightmares.

His stepmother was bleeding face down on the floor. Her dress was torn and it looked like she'd been beaten up really bad. He then saw his father. He held a knife in one hand and was trying to pin down a violently struggling Rukia to the bed with the other. She was putting up a hell of a fight.

No one had noticed him and he wasn't capable of moving. He couldn't believe his eyes. He heard his father then.

"Shut up, you slut. I'll show you what happens if you bitches try and leave me one more time. You obviously didn't learn from your beatings, my dear, neither did your little daughter here. I'm going to do it another way. I'm going to take your little daughter here. I've shown the two of you enough mercy." He struggled some more, before he gave up and punched the little girl in the face, rending her unconscious immediately.

"That's better. I'm going to fuck your daughter now. She'll be so darn tight this first time. I think I'll tear her little body into two. What're you going to do? No one can save you now." His father threw the knife down and began unbuckling his pants.

"No…." Byakuya saw his stepmother try and crawl towards the knife. Though she was beaten and slashed.

That made Byakuya move. He came out of his dazed state. He was at his father's side in less than a second. He tore the man off the little girl and threw him on the floor. He took advantage of his father's surprise and began pounding his body.

When the body slumped, he thought the bastard was unconscious. He turned to the girl on the bed.

She was just eleven. His mind cried. She was so tiny, barely four feet tall. And his father was going to… He was goin- …. Oh my god! How can such a monster exist? He saw Rukia on the bed. Her left eye had already begun to get puffy from where his father had punched her. Her black hair was spread out. She looked so small and young. How could his father think such things? Byakuya wanted to hurl at the thought of that monster's blood running in his veins as well.

Suddenly he heard his father howl. "You Bitch!" and then there was a crash. Byakuya turned around to see his father ram his step mom's head onto the floor, next to a broken vase. He could see a knife sticking out from the left underside of his chest.

It looked like his father had tried to knock him down with the vase. But, Rukia's mother had got there first and stabbed him with the knife.

Both were on the floor. His father struggled for a while before becoming still. And dead.

"B-Bya_Byakuya kun….." he saw that his step mom was still conscious, stretching out a hand to him. He walked over to her and held her hand.

"You shouldn't move so much. Stay still. I'm going to call an ambulance." Byakuya tried getting up, but she didn't allow him.

"It's too late..." she whispered.

"Don't say tha-" she cut him off. Trying very hard to speak without spewing blood.

"Byakuya kun, I know you don't like me or my daughter much. You must have loved your mother a lot. I knew you need time to get over her death, that's why I didn't force you to talk to me or my daughter." She took a deep breathe. "I want to thank you for saving my daughter from that monster today. I have a favour to ask of you. Can you please take care of my Rukia? She has no one now. I know you don't like her. But please... At least find her a good home. I won't ask you to take care of her. I just want her to be safe. Please promise me, that you'll give her to a good family," the woman asked pleadingly with tears pouring down her face.

Byakuya found that his face was wet with tears as well, "I promise to take care of her."

His stepmother's eyes widened but then smiled with love and warmth, "Thank you…m-my son." She then closed her eyes and slumped in his arms.

Byakuya held the woman's hands while tears poured down his face. After a few minutes, he retrieved his hand and went to pick up Rukia.

Byakuya didn't remember much of what happened next. He didn't remember calling the police. He didn't remember what he told them. He just held the little girl in his arms. Afraid to let her go.

At the hospital, he sat by her side till she was conscious. The one of the policemen had come along with them to take her statement as well.

Byakuya tried to take one of her hands, but Rukia just scurried away, looking at him with frightened eyes.

Byakuya's heart broke. The way she was looking at him… god! He wanted to comfort her. Tell her he wasn't anything like the man who made him. He ached to hold her and talk to her, have her trust him. But it didn't seem possible.

The policeman started questioning her. After a little coaxing, Rukia started telling them about the life she and her mother had under his father's roof.

The beatings at first only involved her mother. Her mother tried to leave and get a divorce. But, he brought them back and locked them in the house. They tried escaping two more times, but he always found them before they could get any help. He began hitting Rukia a month ago. He would chain her mom and beat her. They'd tried to leave again today, but they never even made it to the street. Today was the first and last time that he'd tried to rape Rukia.

Byakuya listened to all this with a sick feeling in his stomach. How could he have been so selfish? He should have been there. He could've helped them. He couldn't believe that he was so deep in his wallowing and self-pity that it cost Rukia her mom's life.

She asked for her mom after giving her statement. The lousy policeman just told her that her mother died. Just like that. No consideration in delivering the tragic news to her.

Rukia's violet eyes just glazed over. Her face was expressionless. Tears started falling. Byakuya's heart clenched and ached at the sight of them. He'd never seen her cry. Her tears just killed him. And he was helpless. He couldn't do anything. He tried to comfort her, but she just scooted away, the fear evident in her eyes.

Byakuya sighed. He had to earn her trust. And swore that he would. She'd never be alone again. He'd take care of her. Her mother had called him her son in her last moments. He wouldn't disgrace her words or her wishes. He vowed to be the best brother Rukia could ever have. He swore to protect her always.

Byakuya recalled his promise. And now, he was ashamed. He had been on the run from his father's debtors.

His father had been up to his fucking ears in debt. Byakuya had had to sell the house and move Rukia to his apartment. He had enrolled her into a local school and he struggled to provide for them both while still attending college. It was a long and tough two years. But he finally finished college and obtained a degree in history and economics. He got a job as a part time teacher in Rukia's school.

Things were going well until one day a few men broke into their apartment. Luckily Rukia was at the playground with her friend. The men turned out to be 'friends' of his father who had lent the man some money. But unfortunately, his monster of a father had died before he paid them back. And these were not the kind of men from whom you could expect sympathy or empathy. It was the fist time he'd met Aizen. Aizen told him to 'get the money that his father owed him or he's not going to like consequences'. And they'd left.

Byakuya packed everything he and Rukia owned into their tiny minivan and ran the same day. He thought Rukia might complain. But she just sat there, which hurt Byakuya more.

Byakuya earned a moderate teacher's salary. It was just about enough for Rukia's school and their living. He put aside a little money for Rukia's college every month. But even that wasn't enough. Their father had borrowed a lot of money, and his debtors had added a huge amount of interest. It was too much for Byakuya to pay off at one go.

They'd shifted to Karakura and managed to stay hidden for four years until today.

They'd picked him up from the school. Luckily, Rukia was nowhere around. He was taken to Aizen. He thought that he'd be dead for sure. But Aizen had other plans for him, which was more terrifying and sickening. He knew deep down that he had to move again.

He looked at Rukia's dejected back. It broke his heart, but he steeled himself. It was for their own safety. "We have to move again." He stated calmly.

Rukia turned around. He could see the series of emotions passing her face. Surprise. Confusion. Surprise again. A hint of anger. Hurt. Surprise once more before coming back to confused.

"Why?" she asked. "We're running away from someone aren't we? Why?"

"It's for our own good. You needn't know everything. It's better if you don't" Byakuya sighed. He didn't want to move again, but he had no choice.

"Please don't say that. I know you care about me. Though you don't show it." Byakuya was surprised at her perceptiveness. "I want you to tell me what's wrong. Don't leave out anything. Please?"

Byakuya couldn't steel himself towards her any longer. He sighed and asked her to turn the stove off and join him in the living room. Once she was seated, Byakuya told her everything about the monster's debts and Aizen's visit today.

Rukia listened silently. Then she asked the one thing he didn't wish to reveal. "What were his 'other plans'?"

"I can't tell you that Rukia." Byakuya stated firmly.

"I want to know what it is. We can't keep running all our lives. Tell me….." Rukia pleaded.

"I can't", Byakuya groaned. "It's very horrible. Girls like you shouldn't even hear it."

"I was almost raped at the age of eleven by my step father. So don't tell me what I can or cannot handle." For the first time ever, Rukia was short with him.

Byakuya glared. But he became embarrassed again at the prospect of having to explain things to her. "They... Uh… they … want you."

Rukia was stunned. "They want to rape me." She whispered.

"No…no… I didn't explain properly." Byakuya corrected her quickly. "You won't have to sleep with them at all." He looked down. "They want videos of you…"

Rukia sighed. But she was still uncomfortable. "They just want my naked videos. I-uh… I think we should do it. It's just videos."

Byakuya became even more uncomfortable. "That's not it Rukia. They want naked videos of me as well. With you……………"

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The silence was deafening. Rukia just sat there. Looking at him. Byakuya couldn't look away.

He decided to explain some more, if only to fill the uncomfortable silence. "They're into uh- damn there's no other way to put this. They're into pornography, Rukia. They want us to do a porn film for them."

Rukia looked away. Blushing. "I uh… I."

"I already told them we wouldn't." Byakuya hastened to assure her.

"Are they willing to forget our debts?" Rukia asked.

"What're you thinking?" Byakuya burst out.

"I'm asking if they're willing to forget the debt if we do this." Rukia looked dead into his eyes. Then she softened. "I'm tired of moving. And you must be tired of being on the look out for them all the time. I think we should just do it and get them out of our lives. And we aren't blood related, so it wouldn't be incest."

"Rukia…. We can't…" Byakuya began.

Rukia cut him off by placing a finger on his lips. "Tell them we'll do It." with that she walked out of the room.

"We'll do it", Byakuya said with a clear voice.

"See, Gin. He just needed some time to get his priorities set," Aizen said with a smile. "You have till tomorrow morning to submit the video. Get the handy cam from Big Luke."

Byakuya glared, but turned around and followed the 'gigantic' Luke. He kept thinking of what he and Rukia had waiting for them this evening.

"Um... so how do we do this?" Rukia asked.

They were in his bedroom. The handy cam was on the bed, right next to Rukia. Byakuya was still at the door, too scared to step in.

He had had sex before, watched porn before. But this was different. It had been six months since he last had sex. And it had been four years that he hasn't had a girlfriend. He usually had many offers (not surprising, given his movie star looks), but never took them up on their offers.

Now he had to do it with his stepsister. He went and sat on the bed next to her. "Is this your first time?" he asked tenderly.

"Ye-yes. But I still want to see this through the end. I hope my virginity won't be a problem," she said with red cheeks.

"Uh no." Byakuya was shaking. He's going to take Rukia's virginity. He didn't know if he was happy that she's a virgin or not.

"I don't know much about this. Do you? Will you teach me?" she asked softly.

Byakuya looked at her. She was in a loose, second hand sundress. It covered her arms and fell to her ankles. "I will," he said. "We need to get naked," he took the handy cam and turned it on. He put it on the wooden headboard which was at the perfect height to capture the action on the bed.

He turned to Rukia and started removing his shirt. Rukia blushed at the sight of his naked chiseled chest. He then removed his jeans. He wasn't overly muscle bound, but you could see that he had them. He sat next to her only in his black boxers.

"Let me help you," he said. He placed his hands on the hem of her dress and pulled it off her head.

He sat there stunned at the sight of Rukia in her underwear. It was (much to his everlasting shame) very arousing. He thought, given her wardrobe of loose clothes and her build, that she had a flat chest. But he was wrong. Her breasts were quite a handful. Not by any means large. Just perfect. They were enough to fill his hands. They looked firm. They dipped into the tiniest waist. He could encircle her waist completely with his hands. And one would expect her hips to be just as narrow. But no. her waist flared out into the womanliest hips he'd ever seen. Her pink cotton panties disappeared between her firm thighs. Her bra was pink and cotton. It covered her nipples and half her breasts, creating an enticing cleavage.

Byakuya cleared his parched throat, "Shall I remove those as well?"

Rukia nodded. He reached his arms around her carefully and unhooked her bra. He slid the straps down her arms, before removing it completely.

Byakuya swallowed. Her nipples were a coral colour, with large aureoles. They looked soft. Not like how an aroused woman's should be. "I need to get your nipples hard." Rukia nodded.

Byakuya placed a palm on her breast. Rukia shivered at his touch on her naked breast. He began massaging her breast. Her nipple became hard in just three circles. He plucked her nipples with his fingers. He went on to the other breast to do the same. He used both his hands to massage her breast and pull her nipples.

"I'm going to put my mouth on them." He only warned this time.

He began sucking her nipples. Rukia began moaning. He increased his pulls and began stuffing his mouth with her breasts. He went on to her other breast and gave it the same treatment. Rukia was becoming louder and louder. Byakuya twirled his tongue around her nipples and pulled them with his teeth. He became more and more aggressive. He bit harder sending Rukia into the plane of pain-filled pleasure. He dragged his tongue down her chest and to her navel. He dipped his tongue into her belly button as an imitation of what he's eventually going to do. Byakuya lost himself in her body. There was no returning now. He moved lower, but a tiny whimper brought him to his sense. He was breathing harshly. He looked at Rukia; she was in the same state of lust. But her legs were clamped tightly together.

He bent forward and placed his lips near her ear. "Trust me, baby."

He could feel her trembling. He laid her on the bed and covered the upper half of her body with his own. Their legs were facing the headboard. His lips began tracing the outer shell of her ear; she seemed to like it because she was trying to meld their upper bodies. Byakuya took the task upon himself and brought his chest on top of her breasts.

They both moaned at the contact. It was blissful. Rukia placed her hands on his back and began massaging his back. It was too much for Byakuya. His cock was fully upright and hard enough to drive nails into wood. They continued rubbing their bodies together for sometime. Byakuya then drove his tongue into her ear making her arch even more into his chest. She clutched him tighter. He brought his right hand down her belly and paused at the waistband of her panties. He began trailing his hands above the edge of her panties never crossing the line beyond it. Rukia's lust began to take over her inhibitions and she started lifting her hips, seeking his touch. Byakuya obliged. He placed his hand over her mound and slipped his fingers between her closed thighs. He began rubbing the entrance of her slit. He ached to have her pretty mound bare, but he exercised patience. He massaged her thoroughly while still tonguing her ear. Soon enough he could feel her wetness seeping into his hands, through the panties.

"I'm going to take them off," he whispered.

"Yeessssss," came her answer in form of a moan.

Byakuya removed her panties off in one hand. He placed his palm on top of her un-tampered curls. They were soft and springy at the same time. He dipped his fingers into her slit and moved them around in her wetness. He finally placed his fingers on her hard knot of nerves. He used his thumb and forefinger to massage it thoroughly. Rukia started mewling. Like a cat. A cat that was being pet by its master.

Byakuya couldn't wait any longer. He had to prepare her now. He placed his middle finger at her entrance and pushed it in. She was so damn tight that he could only push in an inch or so. Her thighs that were locked around his wrist, clenched tightly, powerfully. They almost cut off the blood circulation to his wrist.

"Open your legs and let me in, baby." He whispered, before moving his lips to her neck and biting softly. She acquiesced immediately.

He now thrust his middle finger fully into her tight sheath. God! He'd never felt anything this tight. She was like a vise, strangling every part of his finger. Finger. Singular. He was using just one finger and she seemed to have trouble with that. How in the hell is she going to take him? He seemed at least a hundred times his finger. For the first time ever, Byakuya wished he wasn't that endowed. He decided to add another finger and see if she can handle it. If not, he was going to pull away.

As he tried to put another finger in, he felt Rukia's arms leave his back. He froze; thinking she'd had enough. But his beautiful baby stunned him yet again. She wriggled her hands between their bodies and brought them to her lower lips. She held either side of her folds and pulled them apart.

It was too much. She was trying to make it easier for him. All thoughts of pulling back left his head. He thrust his two fingers up into her. She gave a shout. Byakuya didn't stop this time. He thrust in and out. Each thrust much harder than the one before. He felt her sheath becoming wetter and wetter. Until finally, he could hear the loud wet, slurping noises that his fingers made. He also felt Rukia's tight sheath milking his fingers. Byakuya had to taste her now! He immediately moved down her body. He spread her legs wider and thrust his face into her slit. He drove his tongue in. Rukia's hands left their previous position to immediately grab his hair. She screamed and tried to pull him off, but Byakuya continued his assault. He held her open with his own hands. Soon enough Rukia gave up her struggles and focused on the explosive sensations that Byakuya was forcing upon her. She arched her hips.

Byakuya could feel her orgasm coming near. He hastened it by pulling his tongue out and clamping his mouth on the hard knob above her slit. She exploded. Her tasty cream came gushing out into Byakuya's waiting mouth. Byakuya drank his fill. Rukia's grip on his head had loosened. She was now massaging his scalp instead.

Byakuya continued to feast on her. Soon, he could feel her rising to the peak again. This time, he brought his head up and placed himself between her knees. He lifted her hips to place a pillow underneath. He got rid of his boxers then. His erection sprung out. He was hard, hot, heavy, and throbbing. A thick vein was raised along the side of his massive shaft. He positioned her legs high around his waist. He held her open with one hand and used the other to place his helmet shaped tip at her entrance and push it in. It was a tough struggle, what with her being so darn tiny and tight, and him being that huge and enormous. He kept pushing until he finally had the head inside. He paused.

They were both panting with exertion. Byakuya looked her face. She opened her eyes as well. His passion filled grey ones met her violet ones. He could discern the pain and lust she was feeling right now. He didn't want to hurt her one bit. He held her gaze and pushed in a little more until he met her barrier at last. It was going to hurt real badly. They both knew it. Byakuya wanted her to focus on anything but her pain. So he did the one thing he hadn't till now. He placed his lips upon hers and kissed her. He felt Rukia's surprise. But she came over it and began to respond eagerly. The kiss was explosive. Byakuya nipped her lips with his teeth to seek entrance into her mouth. She opened her mouth.

Byakuya took the chance and thrust his tongue into her mouth as he thrust his entire length into her tight body. Her shout was yelled into his mouth. Her tears wet his face as well. But Byakuya kept himself still in her. Waiting for her to adjust. He continued to kiss her. His kiss was passionate, hot, and apologetic. It was as if he was apologizing for causing her so much pain, as if it hurt him as well. Rukia's body slowly adjusted to his. Soon enough, her pain began fading. Byakuya felt her squirming underneath him. He brought his head up, detangling his tongue from hers. He placed his mouth at her neck and began to suck. He began moving as well.

Rukia was like a tight wet silken glove, squeezing tightly, every inch of him. He moved slowly at first. But upon feeling Rukia arch and grasp him tightly around his hips with her legs, he increased his pace. Soon enough he was exhausting himself, thrusting wildly into her wet, tight sheath. He started feeling Rukia ripple around his shaft. Her approaching orgasm triggered his own. They both reached the peak simultaneously, yelling loud enough to shake the roof. Byakuya kept spurting his juices in her and Rukia kept milking him.

After a few minutes both lay still. Neither was moving. Byakuya pulled himself out slowly and sat back on his heels. Rukia lay before him, too tired to even open her eyes, looking thoroughly loved. He could see their juices gushing out of her. It was an erotic sight. But then he saw the huge blood stain on the sheets. His heart stopped. Oh god! What had he done? He'd fucked his own sister! He glanced at the handy cam which he'd totally forgotten. And I taped it!

Byakuya immediately turned the handy cam off. He turned to look at Rukia. She must be sore. He got and went to the bathroom, returning with a wet washcloth. He placed it in between her thighs. Rukia stirred at the contact and opened her eyes. She watched her stepbrother clean her gently. She smiled. She levered herself up on one elbow and caught his cheek with her other hand. He looked at her with repentant and remorseful eyes. She kissed his cheek and whispered, "It's ok," before falling back on the bed.

Byakuya finished cleaning her and went have a quick shower. By the time he came back out, Rukia was fast asleep in his bed. He decided not to move her, it would only cause her more discomfort. He placed the sheets around her. He stood there staring at her. He realized something. He'd just come inside her! What if he'd gotten her pregnant? God! Would she hate him?

Byakuya had brought condoms, but he was so deep in lust that he'd completely forgotten about it. How could he be so irresponsible? He'd never had sex without a rubber before. It was second nature to him, to pull on a rubber before entering. And forgot with Rukia! He was a first class bastard! If Rukia got pregnant what would they do? Byakuya couldn't stand there looking at her, knowing that he must have robbed her of a future with his actions. He strode into the living room and sat down on the couch with his head in his hands.

Sleep had been impossible. He kept thinking till 6 in the morning. Not moving an inch. He came to the conclusion that he'd help her have the baby. The thought of abortion was like sacrilege to him. He would bring the baby up by himself. Rukia needn't spoil her future because of his irresponsibility.

He got up and went into the room. He decided to let Rukia sleep for some more time. He got ready and grabbed the handy cam. It was time to pay up the piper. Byakuya left with his jaw set, wanting the whole incident behind him as soon as possible.

"You call this porn? It's crap! You guys have the equipment, but I can't see a damn thing properly. And where is the audio? Do you know what a porn movie sounds like, boy? You just messed up a good 'cherry popping' video. It would have been enough to pay off your father's debt. But now, you'll have to do better. I say three more videos. Luke will give you the themes. Get her a Brazilian B-wax. We can see something then. Why don't you take home a couple of actual porn movies and study them. Then do it right! You have a month," Aizen's face was condescending.

"What? What the hell do you mean?" Byakuya yelled. Immediately, he had a gun to his temple.

"What he means, dear Byakuya, is that you better do as he says, or someone else will teach little Rukia Chan how to do things properly," Gin sneered into his face. "How about Big Luke?"

"Hell Yeah!" the man in question answered with a leer. "I'd do that tight pussy anywhere!"

"Your choice," Gin said.

Byakuya couldn't believe what was happening. He was terrified for the first time in his life. These men meant business. They'd really hurt Rukia. His precious Rukia. His hand were tied. He nodded grimly.

"Good man! Luke, give Byakuya the handy cam and a couple of good movies and send him on his way. It's going to be his homework," Gin laughed loudly.

Byakuya followed a leering Luke outside.

What was he going to tell Rukia?

PHEW! I just had to write this! The second and last chapter will follow soon.

Anyhoooo, I'm fresh enough to get back to my other story! (God, that just made me sound really nasty for some reason) :)

Please review if you want chapter 2 on this. :)