Something in your eyes
Andy and Joanna
chapter one : A letter from Sano
Rukia had always wondered what her sister had ever saw in Byakuya. She knew for sure that she just couldn't see the two of them together right now. Hisana was a passionate girl who Rukia was sure had so much fire in her that sure that anyone who stepped in her way would end up with third degree burns, but that's just how Hisana was. Her heart was so pure and strong, Rukia doubted she hated anyone or if anyone hated her in that matter. She gave off this sort of friendly vibe that many people flocked to. Hisana was just too likable. She had this wicked smile that that made any boy who walked on the street want to stop and stare at. Hisana was intresting. She took every chance she was given and gave herself 100. Even more if she could. Hisana was just not someone Rukia had ever imagined would ever want to marry- him.
Turning over on her futon she made a point to remember to ask Hikaru about the photos she said she had with Hisana and herself. Sighing, she wondered again, why Hisana had ever chosen him, after all, he was the one that couldn't protect her.
Knock. Knock. KNOCK!
Rukia jumped out of her bed as the knocking at her door increased and began to bother her more and more. She knew she shouldn't have stayed at his house. Sighing again and trying, but failing miserably, she put on a fake face of no importance and let him in. "Come in", she said in what she hoped was a voice that held an emotionless soft voice.
Instead of looking suprised, she sat up in her bed and watched as Byakuya entered her room and leaving it ajar as he swept in like a ghostly gallon towards her open window. She noticed he was dressed again in dark blue and black and wondered idly if she should tell him that he looked more like a vampire than a Death God. She smiled at the thought and wondered if his face would move from his usual frown.
"You shouldn't keep the windows open". Not looking at him, she nodded in obedience and wished he would just leave her alone. She looked up, feeling his neautral face on hers as she stared right back at him. Behind him, the window blew from the moring breeze and little spoches of sunlight shone behind him, giving him somewhat an warm feeling to his cold exterior, but the moment she looked back into his eyes, she felt as if a cold storm had washed over her. His gaze lingered on her for a while until he pulled out of his pocket a white letter with a red seal on it. 'Sano-san?', she thought. 'What did he want with her'. The last time he ever spoke to her was a year ago and he wanted to see how she was. 'Bastard' she thought. 'All he wanted to know was if she wanted a shoulder to lean on and a body to hold onto late at night'. The sleezy old fool thought he could have a slide with her just because she was at her weakest, but she handled him nicely. She gave him the 'finger' and personally made sure he wouldn't be able to have kids with anyone ever again- not that she knew anyone who would. Smirking at that thought she was shocked to find Byakuya standing by her bed and handing her the letter. "Sano-dono" he said in his usual montone voice and slipped out of the door the same way he entered.
She let out a a spoff of breath she never knew she held in while he was around and stretched out of his bed. 'That was intresting' she thought. He never talks to me -ever, in fact he rarely even comes into five feet to me. When she had even asked him if she could stay with him for awhile the only thing he did was reach up to push her bangs away and she flinched at the contact. He nodded and just as if he had never been there or anyone around them at all he disappeared into a crowd of souls. She shook her head at him ever touching her again. And then her mind wandered back to her million dollar question "Why did her sister ever love him?'' she said out loud as she watched a gray little bird fly by. "Why him?''
Sano had always thought himself a fortunate man. Even more than fortunate, he felt that he should have been praised more by his fellow Death Gods and to have the women all around Soul Society clawing at him to have their go with him. But there was one girl he desired the most. Rukia,the little minx that had proven to be much more aggressive and frisky than he thought she would be. After all, while besides her lucious older sister, she seemed to be much more innocent and oh so delicate. He wanted to just run his fingers on her pale smooth skin and taste those pink lips of her that she bit quite often during meetings. He would have her one day, and no one would stop him, because their was no one to protect innocent little Rukia, but for now, he thought a smile curling his lips, business came before pleasure.