Chapter 3:The Final Suitor's

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I am done. My feet are asleep and they will be for another three hours with the rate we're going. I've been sitting here waiting for this princess wannabe to be prepared to come out for nearly two hours now. I bet you she's going to look like every other suitor I've 'seen' so far; a slut. Honestly none of these girls stand a chance against Rukia but I'm humoring their families. I sigh and Haruto moves closer to me for a moment before looking to Kenshin.

"The King is growing weary please tell the suitor to hurry or we are leaving." Haruto says quickly and powerfully. Their eyes go wide and one stands. His hands are braced on the table but I can see the indecision in his body because his arms wobble a bit and his fingers start twitching as he speaks.

"You can't do that!" He shouts his voice cracking while he points a shaking finger at me. Haruto opens his mouth to speak but a deep fiery voice echoes around effectively cutting Haruto off and gaining everyone's attention that are seated in the room including my own.

"Do not speak to your king in such a way and if you choose not to listen to my order I will personally deal with you." Kenshin says shocking me to the point where I nearly fall out of my seat and on to the ground gazing up at him as his lips move and words come out!

I crook a finger at Haruto and he bends down his body rigid and his eyes wide as saucers. "Haruto…please humor me and tell me I did not just hear something that no one else did."

"Uh…I believe we all heard Kenshin speak Kurosaki-dono." I nod and turn my head away from the now silenced man to my left as the doors fling open. Three maids follow out my suitor who is dressed in the finest of silk. Layer upon layer is folded over her body each folded over another to reveal her chest and shoulders. Her tight blonde hair tumbles out of a set of hair sticks and drape over her shoulder where a soft pink hair comb is places by her ear. Granted, she is beautiful but she's a bit too much for my taste. Everything is just too much. I like simplicity. I sigh and she bows before me fluttering her eyelashes in a way that she presumes is seductive.

"Hello Kurosaki-dono, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." I nod as she moves forward and takes my hand pressing her lips to it and nearly slobbering all over it. Imagine kissing that. With a sigh and mental shiver from Hichigo, I stand and bow back respectfully. I've already decided that I do not want her and I cannot spend another moment in her presence.

"Yes it's nice to meet you as well. Although your beauty is astounding I feel you are not the right woman for me, I apologize." She gapes at me openly making her resemble a fish almost before the look is washed from her face like footsteps in the sand as the tide crawls up the beach. Her eyes drain until they are darkened with anger. She moves forward to yell at me as I wipe my hands off on my pants getting any specks from the silk. That in itself is annoying. Why they would give me silk anything is questionable considering I can't even keep white shirts clean.

"We shall be leaving now." Haruto says before glaring at the woman as I turn and walk toward the door a migraine beginning to form behind my eyes from her perfume.

"You fool you will regret not picking me!" She shouts behind me loudly and I hear her foot hit the ground and echo around the room. I shake my head and shunpo away from her and her annoying house as well as my guards. They go to follow and I flick a hand shooing them away before heading toward the back field that Rukia always sits in after her shift. I hit a tree without a sound and close my eyes basking in the soothing presence of her reiatsu. Opening my eyes I find myself transfixed with the scene of Rukia crying silently into her hands.

At first glance one would presume she is just tired or stressed but if you look closely enough you can see her small shoulders tremble with each breath she takes and releases. What's wrong, has something occurred in her family. Has someone died and I was not alerted. I know she worries about Ukitake could it be him? I very nearly break my resolve not to move and go to her before locking my muscles and staying where I am.

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