Ichigo stared back at her from the chair, hope apparent on his face, "What is it, aijin?"
"Well, I suppose there's really no delicate way to say this."
At those words, Ichigo's face fell into disappointment. For a minute he thought she might confess to having feelings for him too...
"Ichigo, you belong to me now. You are my possession."
Nothing she could've said would have shocked him more. Ichigo's brows furrowed in confusion, "Ahhh...not that I would mind being your possession but...what do you mean, I belong to you?"
"I mean exactly what I said. You belong to me. Yoruichi and I worked out all the particulars tonight and signed preliminary papers. As of tonight, you will never be allowed to touch that Shihoin whore ever again."
A small smile worked its way onto Ichigo's face, "Let me get this straight...Yoruichi sold my contract to you? Is that right? She will have no rights to me at all?"
"Yes, that's exactly right." Rukia replied.
"You're serious, aren't you? You actually got her to let me go." He said wonderingly.
Rukia was caught by surprise when a laughing Ichigo pulled her to him for a hug, "I can't believe it..." His huge grin threatened to split his face as he looked down at the small woman in his arms, "How did you manage to do it...NO! Never mind, I don't ca...