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Lemony: BTW *WARNING* This chapter contains lemons, if that offends you, why the heck are you reading this?

Chapter 9

"You are NOT getting out of this kitchen alive! Do you hear me?" Rukia hollered as she took cover behind the counter island. Somehow the fight between Gin and Rukia had escalated (if that where even possible). Within thirty minutes of being locked in the kitchen, Gin and Rukia had physically attacked each other. At first, Gin felt bad about hitting a girl, but then again, she drew first blood so this was self-defense. Rukia had her back to the counter listening for any signs of movement.

Complete and utter silence filled the kitchen.

Rukia had armed herself with cups of pudding and was ready to hurl them at Gin. She had a pot over her head for safety, just in case Gin decided to throw a jar of mayonnaise or something. Somehow, the couple had forgone hitting each other with kitchen utensils and began to pummel one another with whatever food was on hand.

This wasn't a food fight…

It was a food WAR!

Rukia slowly peered her head around the counter, she saw Gin sliding across the floor in his knees wielding a bag of sugar!

Rukia tried to take cover back behind the counter, but it was too late. Gin chucked the entire bag of sugar and it exploded across her mid-section. The heavy bag managed to knock the wind out Rukia, but she would quite. Rising to her full height, Rukia began fling the cups of pudding at Gin. She connected squarely on his forehead.

With vanilla pudding dripping down his face, Gin took cover behind the pantry door. So far he was already cover with splattered food, but then again, so was Rukia. Gin scanned the pantry for anything he could use as ammunition, he smirked when he saw a couple of boxes of cereal.

Gin ripped opened the box began to scoop handfuls of cereal, he waited to see if he heard anything.

All was silent, Gin could make out some heavy breathing, but that was about it. He carefully maneuvered around the pantry door and searched the kitchen for movement. His steady aim moving for place to place with cereal in hand ready to clobber Rukia.

Surely enough, Rukia popped up from behind the counter slinging sticks of butter. Gin retaliated by chucking the cereal. The sticky butter covered Gin's shirt, while Fruit Loops rained down on Rukia. She scowled, and ducked back behind the counter. Rukia moved like a marine in training as she somersaulted across the floor avoiding the onslaught of cereal being flung her way. She managed to make it and take shelter behind the refrigerator door.

"You can't have cereal without milk!" Rukia shouted, Gin tried to find someplace to hide. But it was too late, Rukia had already whirled a cartoon of milk his was, to make matters worse, the little hellcat opened it!

It landed directly on the floor in front of Gin and the milk went flying up and splashed him. It was like a milk-bomb. The white liquid was all over the floor and Gin had slipped on it trying to run away. He hit the floor and more milk was sent flying, Rukia couldn't help but laugh at his clumsiness.

"You think that's funny, do you?" Gin said spitting out milk that flew into his mouth, Rukia didn't answer instead she kept laughing. While Rukia was laughing, Gin managed to sneak up on her with a full bag of flour! He crept behind the fridge door and poured the most of the bag over Rukia's head, her laughter ceased and her expression turned dark. She snatched a jar of pickles from the fridges and stood.

Now the two were eye to eye. Gin held the flour, ready to fire. Rukia was also ready…

This was now a stand-off.

Silence filled the kitchen, the only thing that could be heard was heavy breathing. Gin's nostrils were flaring, and Rukia's eyes held murder. Just then, her murderous glare went over to the sink…

"Yes! The spray gun!" Rukia thought, Gin followed her eyes and immediately made a mad dash for the sink. Rukia jumped over the counter island and got the sink just as Gin did. The pair fought valiantly for the spray gun, but they only successed in drenching each other!

Once the spray gun was out of their hands, the wild water wet everything within reach. But the madness didn't stop, Gin had finally stopped wrestling with Rukia and scrambled for a bottle of ketchup on the nearby counter. Rukia managed to get hold of the spray gun and aimed it directly at Gin. Gin opened the ketchup, ready to squirt it at Rukia.

Silence once again.

They had each other. Gin with the ketchup and Rukia with the spray gun.

The question was: who would fire first?

Gin was heaving, they had barely been trapped in the kitchen a good forty-five minutes and he was already covered from head to toe in food and drenched with water. Rukia was the only girl who get him so wiled up! She was a smart-ass, snotty, little hellcat who infuriated Gin beyond reason! Gin looked her up and down, Rukia was covered in God knows what; she looked like some beautiful, wild creature.

Rukia was gritting her teeth, she was waiting for Gin to squirt the ketchup all over her so then she had an excuse to soak him. Suddenly Gin dropped the bottle of ketchup onto the floor, Rukia was taken aback by the gesture. Slowly, she lowered the spray gun.

Now empty-handed, the pair gawked at each other. Gin's eyes where wide open and Rukia looked into them. Red eyes meet blue eyes as they waited for the other to do something. Gin was perfectly still meanwhile Rukia was trembling. What the hell was going hell? They looked like to animals ready to pounce on the latter.

And then they kissed. (Lemony: didn't see that coming)

Gin pulled Rukia roughly against him, snagging her around the waist. He savagely invaded her mouth not giving her a chance to breathe. Not that Rukia cared, she was equally aggressive. She bit down hard on Gin's lower lip, breaking the skin instantly. Gin roughly hoisted Rukia onto the nearby counter and forcibly spread her legs.

One way or another, their little feud was ending NOW!

Gin was like a primal, feral beast as he attacked Rukia's mouth. He pulled away and growled down at her, she was like some beautiful, wild creature! In the short time their mouths left contact, Rukia and Gin where fighting with each other trying to rip off the others clothing. Shreds of clothes decorated the floor and popped buttons from shorts went flying in every direction. All the while, Gin and Rukia were tongue wrestling.

"I hate you, Rukia!" Gin snarled at her,

"I hate you too, Gin." Rukia responded as she pulled him for a devastating kiss. Gin mind was in a haze, he was still in his predatory state ready to take Rukia. His hands groped at her roughly, kneading them and squeezing them as tightly as he could inside her bra. Meanwhile Rukia had freed Gin's cock from its cotton confines and fisted him for all she was worth using the pre-cum as lubrication. Gin grunted once he felt Rukia's tiny hand wrap around him and grip him with amazing strength. Her other hand had found its way to his head, pulling at silver strands of hair determined to pull them out at the roots. Gin dug his fingers into Rukia's sides pressing down hard hell-bent on leaving some bruises. He released his vice-grip hold on Rukia and forcibly pulled her legs together and pulled her shorts from her body. The underwear weren't spared either; Gin looped his fingers around the sides and tore the delicate to shreds. All the while, Rukia was kicking her dainty feet, landing prefect powerful blows to Gin's exposed chest. Gin let out a frustrated sound as he grasped Rukia by the ankles and forcibly spread her legs. Rukia gasped as the cold air hit her sensitive core. Gin positioned himself in front of her and mercilessly filled her to the hilt. Rukia froze at the relentless invasion. Gin didn't give her a moment to adjust as he began to fuck her with unforgiving force. He pistoned in and out of the raven-haired girl, driving his hips forward determined to tear Rukia in half. Rukia locked her legs around Gin's waist and increased the pressure, squeezing the life out of him. Rukia heard his back crack, and once she heard that sound, Gin sped up his ministrations. Rukia's hands latched onto his back, racking her nails down his flesh thus drawing blood. Gin winced at the pain, but welcomed it. Rukia was the most beautiful, wild, animalist woman he had every met.

And it made him impossibly aroused.

So Rukia wanted to tear at his back, eh? Gin wasn't about to take that. He heaved Rukia upwards and body-slammed her onto the counter island in the process sending dishes shattering on the floor. Gin continued to pump in and out of moaning Rukia, his cock being hugged by her silk insides. Rukia was surprised she enjoyed being manhandled.

Did that make her a masochist? Was it wrong that she liked it rough?

Gin's aching length finally hit her sweet spot and Rukia shrieked. Gin looked down at her and an evil smiled stretched across his face.

"You like that?" He breathed down at her, Rukia had snapped her eyes shut. She refused to acknowledge Gin. This enraged the silver-haired man and he plowed into that spot with as much force as he could muster. Gin growled as he continued to tear into Rukia's hot little body. All words seemed to vanish from the younger Kuchiki's vocabulary. All she could do was moan and insult him.

"I…hate…you so…much…" Rukia breathed thru gritted teeth as she felt increased pressure beneath her naval. Gin reamed himself into Rukia's burning heat, swearing under his breath. At this point, all pride was ripped from Rukia as she began to call out Gin's name, begging for more, and begging for him to finish her. Gin was muttering incoherently as he felt Rukia's hot sheath clamp down on him. His head rolled back as he felt his pleasure spike with Rukia's sugary walls choking his cock.

"Oh fuck…" Gin groaned as Rukia's silkiness clutched him.

Lying flat across the counter, Rukia couldn't do anything once her orgasm took hold. She screamed so loud someone might have though Gin was beating her…and he was…but she love it. Slippery wetness coated Gin's cock as he put in the final few thrusts. His eyes rolled into the back of his head once his balls tightened and fired bullet after bullet of hot release deep inside Rukia's warmth. Gin sighed at looked down at the flushed faced Rukia, she was actually smiling at him…Gin couldn't speak and all Rukia could do was sigh.

"Truce…" Rukia uttered tiredly,

"Truce." Gin breathed.

In the end, there are no winners in the ongoing battle of the sexes.

Lemony: And that's the end, hope you enjoyed. And I'll leave the rest to your imaginations.

Wicked: The food fight sounds fun.

Awesome: Don't even think about it you two.

Lemony&Wicked: What?

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