...he and felt immense satisfaction. How dare she? How dare that disgusting woman allow a man to violate him like that? As much as he hurt her last night, she knew it was nothing compared to what he must have gone through. Fifteen years old, held down and brutally raped...her poor Ichigo-has he ever felt safe in his life? His mother and father were cruelly taken from him at such a young age and he was left alone to fend for his life as well as the lives of his young sisters. To protect and provide for them, he offered himself as a human sacrifice and in doing so, he lost a piece of his soul. Then there was Rukia. No matter what atrocities Yoruichi inflicted upon him, she was right about one thing...Rukia hurt him more than that bitch ever could.
When Rukia saw Ichigo release Yoruichi, she wanted to scream at him to continue. She wanted him to maim this woman...she wanted her fucking head on a silver platter and it seemed only right that Ichigo be the one to deliver the death blow. However, when he looked at her with terror in his beautiful brown eyes, all she could think of was making his pain go away. She'd been selfish enough...it was time to take care of him for a change.
"Please, Rukia." Those broken words snapped her out of whatever trance-like state she was in and she rushed to action. Rukia grabbed Yoruichi and hauled her to her feet and practically drug the other woman outs...