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Info on this story: Belinda said that Byakuya isn't good at comforting people, and somehow this was born
Characters: Renji, Byakuya, Rikichi (Byakuya/Renji story if you feel like squinting.)
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Renji sat quietly staring off into space a blank look on his normally expressionistic mug. His eyes seemed dull, and his shoulders sagged considerably. Blood from hollows littered the ground, though they had all long been defeated, and a good portion of the blood was dry. Curled in his lap was a much smaller Shinigami who had been fighting the Hollows alone for a good twenty minutes before the 6th squad had shown up to help.
Rikichi's dead eyes looked up at Renji, and Renji just couldn't bring himself to look down at the young boy who had admired him, who had tried to be like him. So he swallowed the lump in his throat instead and concentrated on keeping his mind blank.
Byakuya Kuchiki watched Renji in silence.
Approaching the younger man, and signaling his subordinates to go mind their own business Byakuya sat next to Renji and looked out off into the distance. Renji normally would have been alarmed to see Byakuya lower himself to sit in the dirt next to him, but Renji was doing his very best not to think, because thinking would welcome in those, 'If only I had gotten here sooner…' thoughts, and Renji just couldn't take that.
Byakuya didn't ever spare a glance at Renji, bit with an elegant motion he raised a hand and put it on the red head's back, letting his palm and finger's rest there.
Renji's face seemed to suddenly contort, and scrunch up. His head dropped and his arms lifted the body to him and he let out one loud racking sob.
Byakuya said nothing, but did move his hand to the back of Renji's neck, and his brows lowered just the slightest bit as he felt Renji's ache echo through him.
"God…dammit…stupid ass…punk!" Renji snarled trembling from anger and mourning.
"Hmm…" Byakuya answered back still not looking over at the man as with a casual calm tone he offered, "He did good on his own."
Renji took in a deep breath smiling as his angry tears fell on to Rikichi's pale cheeks, "He did damn good…impressive little pain in the ass."
Byakuya nodded and rose to his feet, he turned with ease but plenty of flourish, "Ready?"
Renji got up carrying the dead body to him, "Yes Kuchiki-sama."
And with that, they headed off, Renji carrying the dead little burden with pride.
