A Kuchiki Kristmas
By
Chocolate Thunder
Warning a little lemon on Silent Night.
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace
It was Christmas morning. Well, to Rukia it was still night. From her window all she saw were stars and blackness. Both figuratively and literally. Byakuya had decided that they would greet Christmas together, all through the not so Silent Night. By 12:00am she had been seeing stars from Byakuya's constant onslaught on her fragile, lithe body. She often wondered through the constant days which were really hours when he would get tired and sleep. She herself was nearing her limit. She thought she neared her limit one, two, no three hours ago but Byakuya had always been there to prove her wrong.
Byakuya adjust her body so he was hugging her limp form. She was so far gone that Byakuya needed to support her to keep her able. As the umpteenth orgasm rocked her body and forced her back to the oblivion of ecstasy. She thought that Byakuya had finally grown tired. She had stopped pounding her for a lapse in time and she allowed herself a moment rest. Byakuya looked upon the face of his wife. Her face had many streaks and beads of sweat. When Rukia open her eyes and tried to smile, Byakuya saw the tiredness in her face. He pumped into her a few more time and saw Rukia's face contort into a pained expression of pleasure. He then allowed himself to meet her in nothingness. When Byakuya finally filled Rukia with his essence Rukia had gone passed the edge and passed out. Byakuya and Rukia had fell into bed together. Rukia was in Byakuya's arms and they both slept peacefully. The atmosphere settled itself out and it was a silent, holy, peaceful night.
The First Noel, the Angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!
Byakuya woke up first. It was nearly dawn and everyone else in the house was sound asleep, even the servants. They should be up preparing the Christmas dinner but a part of him wanted peace to reign. This was the day that they say Jesus was born; the day Christmas started. His own grandfather told him the story of how the man named Jesus used his spiritual powers, even as a dead human, to walk through hell and set the captives free. He always use to say that Jesus was real and that God was the creator of everything, even the king of soul society. Byakuya put on the comforter on Rukia, admiring her long black hair splayed everywhere. Suppressing his desires he dressed himself in a simple winter robe. It hadn't snowed and it was Christmas! Regardless he looked into the horizon and saw the sun peek its head into the sky. Creating an amazing display of colors only the living God could create on his mighty palette. Making sure that no one was nearby the Great Kuchiki clan lead started singing.
"The First Noel, the Angels did say
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay"
By sheep, little Himeko had awoken from her slumber and had walked out to the gardens to where the voice was coming from.
"In fields where they lay keeping their sheep"
Her little feet were chasing the beautiful voice until she found it. Her father Byakuya was singing. She was so floor she made no sound at all.
"On a cold winter's night that was so deep.
Noel, Noel",
It was by then she had joined in the heavenly song"
"Noel, Noel
Born is the King of Israel!"
Byakuya had turned around and saw it was his daughter Himeko intruding upon his yearly tradition of singing the song his deceased mother taught him. Himeko had started clapping softly. In return Byakuya stared at her. That didn't faze her. She had to tell daddy how sweet his nice was. "Daddy you sound like magic" Then she ran and hugged her father's legs. Byakuya had been shocked to say the least. He could barely hide the smile lips. "Daddy, can you teach me to sing like that?" "Yes, just don't tell anyone" Himeko shaked her head and continued hugging her father.
Away in a manger,
no crib for His bed,
The little Lord Jesus
lay down his sweet head.
The stars in the sky
looked down where He lay
The little Lord Jesus,
asleep on the hay.
They watched Kazuyuki, Hideaki, and Himeko open their many gifts. They had been so excited this morning. They had crossed-over to the world of the living to celebrate this Christmas. In the Kuchiki Estate in Karakura town the Kuchiki Family was together in peacefulness celebrating the birth of Lord Jesus.
"Daddy will you sing for us"
All at once Byakuya went stonic (more than before). Rukia walked up Byakuya from the kitchen with an assortment of breakfast for the family to eat on a rather large tray.
"What is talking about Byakuya?" Rukia asked
"Daddy, I'm sorry but it's Christmas!"
"Himeko, Daddy doesn't sing" Kazuyuki said soothingly. He moved to touch her should as to apologize.
"Yeah, stupid" Hideaki chirped.
Kazuyuki then moved to punch Hideaki.
"Who is stupid Hideaki" Rukia and Kazuyuki said. One through squinted eyes and an angry voice vand another with a fist ready to hit.
"No one is because I will sing for you all" Byakuya said
I know this was late but I will redeem myself (hopefully) by completing this story when on the eve of New Years, starting my top secret story on the 2nd day of the New Year and on New Years updating my story The Journey to our Heart (which you should check out and review), and maybe (hopefully also) updating one of my babies from the Avatar genre and my teenager Kuchiki Kids or Kuchiki Family whatever I switched it to, in fact they are just Kuchiki drabbles (which you should check out and review). Anyhow, in case I sleep off trying to make it happen just know I plan on coming back soon!
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