Inoue can't stand the dark colored wig. Unfortunately it was the only way for Tatsuki to get her in as her guest at the wedding. Even though Ichigo had asked her not to come, his father had told Tatsuki she could. Inoue's make up is heavy, the wig is making her feel itchy, not only that it kills her to see Kurosaki-kun looking so handsome in a tuxedo waiting for the woman he's going to marry, and it isn't her.
Please...don't let this wedding take place.
"My heart is racing...like my intuition is telling me something will happen..." Tatsuki whispers, and for once she's not just blowing hot air.
"Kuchiki-san is here...Kurosaki-san if things go the way I think they will..." Inoue whispers sadly, glad for the large sunglasses Tatsuki had ordered her to wear since her eyes feel teary.
"I guess we'll find out how spot on my intuition really is then." Tatsuki says in a low voice, and then they both get quiet since everyone else is doing the same.
An orchestra off to the side begins to play a wedding ballad, and the ceremony begins.
What beautiful music. I wish I were the one who were going to be at his side.
Tatsuki feels a small twinge, since she only ever wanted to see Ichigo end up with Orihime, and if not Orihime, then who else other than herself would be good enough for him?
He just had to meet Kuchiki fucking Rukia of all people.
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For Ichigo, it's like floating in a dream. He barely even hears the words being spoken during his own wedding ceremony because he can't take his eyes off of his beautiful bride. It's been like that since she walked down the aisle with her brother holding her arm. Ichigo hadn't even noticed the disinterested look in Byakuya's eyes, or the fact that the man was looking at him with disdain. Just Rukia, with her silk white bridal gown that hugs her body and is strapless. She looks lovely beyond compare. He's never seen a more beautiful sight. Her veil is held in place with a diamond studded tiara, passed to her from her mother at her own wedding to Rukia's father. Rukia had been too small to fit the dress, and it hadn't been what she'd wanted in terms of style either, but the dress she's in makes Ichigo forget to breathe.
For Rukia, it's pure torture. She has been doing a lot of planning to make this the perfect day, and now she sees Ichigo looking hot as hell, finer than fine in his tuxedo, and it's killing her that she can't reach around and grab his ass cheeks, even though her fingers are itching to do so.
It's like there's a glow around him. I just want to be in it, with him always...grabbing his ass the whole damn time! I'm going to grab it so much tonight!
"If there is anyone who legitimately objects to this holy union, speak now or forever hold your peace!"
"I do. On the grounds that our father had another man in mind. Rukia, you are already pledged to be married to someone." Byakuya says from behind the couple, and Ichigo sees white.
Tatsuki gasps, and Inoue holds her breath, covering her mouth with her hand.
Really? Truly? They won't be married?
"Hold onto your hat, Orihime!" Tatsuki says in a low excited voice since murmuring is running rampant among the guests.
Rukia grabs a hold of her soon to be husband as he faints, and doesn't miss the opportunity to squeeze his ass while he's out of it.
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Affected By Death
FanfictionA Ichigo & Rukia story were you wonder will love excite you or torment you...a romance in the light and a true story that will bring delight ;)...(Update every Friday)