Moshi Moshi! This is for all those freakishly obsessed Byakuya lovers LIKE ME.

I made this FanFic because of my booming obsession for Kuchiki Byakuya! I wondered what Byakuya would do if he has a girlfriend. And what that certain girl feels.

And so I came up with Byakuya's girl's thoughts. This was supposed to be a one-shot but I'll be willingly adding more chapters if boredom and idleness won't come my way.

Enjoy! xP

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. But I would love to own Byakuya! But, sadly, he does not want to own me. –


Byakuya in Love

-A girl's point of view-

1: Byakuya's Kiss

We've been going out for a month now. He's such a sweetie, I think. Well, hard to believe eh? If you don't understand him the much I do, he would probably seem very boring. But he has his own subtle way of showing his affection.

His stares are unique. His face, emotionless as ever, but his eyes full of passion. He looks deeply into yours. How do I know? I've experienced it. Oh how it made me want to leap for joy! It was priceless.

He stroked my cheek, from the top to the bottom of my chin. His hands seem cold if you look from a distance. It seems pale, lifeless, like cold dry ice. But no…Its not, take it from me. I have felt it. His glove was taken off. It's warm and soft despite the paleness. It's smooth, not the usual palm of a guy. It might be because of his nobility, maids attending to his needs, watching after him. He's so delicate.

Go back to what was happening now! Right, stop pondering! He's here, right now, in front of me. It is cold; I'm in his mansion by the way. It's snowing. We're strolling down his ever-so beautiful garden, but the flowers cannot be seen. All is pure white. It's so cold.

He's still stroking my cheek. It made a tingling sensation. It gave me butterflies in my stomach. My heart's beating faster, louder.

I rested my hand on his chest. —thug-thug thug-thug—

'Whoa!' I can feel his heart, beating wildly, in synchronization with mine. It was alarming in a heavenly way. It meant one thing…he feels the same. This made me smile.

I felt something, wrapping me around my waist, clutching me. He moved closer. Or rather, I moved closer, I don't know. I haven't been paying attention. I'm busy, busy gazing at him.

He withdrew his palm from my face. I felt discontented. 'Not yet! Please! Not yet… I want you to touch me more!'

But then after a moment, I thanked God he took away his hand. He ran that very hand through my hair then halted it behind my neck. He moved my face towards his, still staring, not blinking. So did I. I stared without blinking.

Then, with just an inch between our faces, he closed his eyes. It gestured me to do the same.

Not so long after, I felt contact on my lips. 'He…he's kissing me!'

His lips were soft and sweet. His kiss was tender and gentle. It's as if he's protecting me, as if I'm a fragile vase, easily broken when not handled with care. It made me feel loved.

He smells of cherry blossoms. Very much like him.

He tastes of fruity sweet cherry. Oh heavens! Thank you God for you have blessed me!


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I want to add more chapters in this FanFic. So if you have suggestions for me, I will be happy to consider it.

JM.Rio