A/N: Don't get me wrong, I like Byakuya and all, but how he has such similar drawing techniques as Rukia when they're not even really related got to me. Of course, it could be Hisana who taught him or something, and Rukia is Hisana's sister, but I think it works much better this way. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach, or Byakuya's pen, or the toilet paper in the men's restroom of the sixth division barracks...or anywhere else, for that matter.
Byakuya looked around both ways to make sure no one was following him. He didn't want any unwelcome visitors to barge in while he was doing important things. Quietly, he slipped into his bedroom and closed the door behind him.
Byakuya then lay flat on his stomach (unsightly for a noble such as he, but no one was looking) and reached as far under the bed as he could go. The bed frame only rose six inches from the floor, so it was a tight squeeze for anything but his arm.
Groping around the dusty crevice, Byakuya found what he was looking for. His hand grasped it eagerly and pulled it out from its long sleep in darkness.
He gently blew off the dust from the worn book's cover. Byakuya flipped through each fragile page, savoring the contents.
But he couldn't linger for long, he had to work. Byakuya approached his desk and put the book beside his paperwork. Oh, the pains of a captain. Picking up his pen, Captain Kuchiki began his work.
The book kept alluring him. It screamed at him to open it, to stare at its beautiful pages once more…
Alright, Byakuya decided. Just one page. I haven't done it for a while, anyway. He opened the book and set a clean sheet of paper over the work he was supposed to be doing. Pen in hand, he set about copying the page before him, dot for dot, stroke for stroke…
"Captain!" Renji Abarai's voice echoed from the floor below. "I need you! It's urgent!"
Byakuya frowned. Was it so important that his vice captain had to barge into the house because of it? Sighing, Byakuya set down his pen and left his bedroom, closing the door behind him.
Five minutes later, Byakuya tried to keep his anger inside, his face impassive. "This is what that urgent matter was?"
Renji nodded, a little unsure of himself. "Well, Captain, I would have done it, but I couldn't figure out how to—"
With one movement, Byakuya took the roll of toilet paper and put it on its rack. Renji looked on in wonder as his Captain stormed off, muttering something about having paperwork to do.
Rukia approached her brother's door hesitantly. She'd heard Renji calling, but she wasn't sure if Byakuya had come back yet. She would have helped instead of Nii-sama going to all that trouble, but she just wasn't allowed in the men's restroom in the sixth division's barracks.
"Nii-sama?" Rukia opened the door just a bit. Silence. He must not be back yet.
Rukia was about to close the door and be on her way when something on the desk caught her eye. Deciding that it wasn't totally forbidden to go into Byakuya's bedroom, she crept across the floor and to the desk. On one side, one of her old drawing notebooks lay open for all to see the cute little bunny she'd drawn. On the other side was a sheet of paper that bore an unfinished copy of the same character, Byakuya's pen lying where he'd left it, right next to the stroke he'd just finished before Renji's "urgent" message had been heard.
And for all those Renji fans out there, I bear him no ill will. It's just that, I couldn't think of anyone else who'd ask Byakuya to replace toilet paper. So? How was it? My second fanfic for Bleach. Reviews requested!
