A/N: Hey there. It's my first time writing a fanfic about this couple. And I will start it from their childhood. :D Note that Byakuya's always older than Rukia(reminds me of Jane Eyre). Forgive me for some grammar and spelling mistakes. If there are any, tell me. You can suggest another chapter if you want.
DISCALIMER: Never did I won Bleach. Its characters, plots and whatever are by Kubo-sama. If I had just owned it, I will let Ichigo and Rukia fall in love or even make it BYARUKI. Peace!
"You insolent child! How can you do this to my daughter! You rude and disrespectful being! Get out of here and go back to your room!,"
A little girl with raven hair and sad, violet eyes wearing a brown tattered dress rushed up the stairs, running to her bedroom. She had just been bullied by her cousin, and yet, she was still the one to blame. Apparently, her cousin had "accidentally" cut her dress and as she tried to tell her cousin to stop it, her aunt just had to come to the living room and as she did, her cousin started crying out, "Mama, mama! Rukia slapped me on the face! Oh, look, she's even threatening me with a scissor!,"
At the moment, the scissor was now in Rukia's hand. She didn't know when or how it managed to be on her hands. The aunt went on to slap her face and her arms. She also started cutting her dress more before shouting at her and telling her to go to her room. Which was.. the attic.
Her room was slightly dark, with a dusty window in front of the door beside a small bed with only one pillow and a thin blanket. A candle lay on the small table near the window. A box of matches on top of some books were also neatly placed there. She closed the door and sat on her bed crying. She turned to the window which was big enough for her to fit if the glasses were open. She turned away from the window and continued crying.
"Why is it always me? Otou-san... Okaa-san... Where are you?,"
She heard soft knocks on the window and looked at it. There was a boy looking at her. She looked again and began to wipe her tears with her small hands as she tried to smile upon seeing the boy. He was much, much taller than Rukia. He had long, dark hair and a pair of dark gray eyes. He was standing on the ladder outside Rukia's room. Since the attic is upstairs and was on the backside of the house, anyone rarely noticed the ladder placed at the back of the house.
"Byakuya-san!," she happily whispered as she stood up, went to the window and desperately opened the window glass. After she did, the boy went inside her room. He was holding something in his hands. Flowers. She hadn't noticed them yet, until Byakuya finally gave them to her.
"For me?," she asked. There was a long pause before Byakuya said something quietly.
"Keep them, and stop crying," he said the words as he pulled Rukia in a soft hug. Rukia tried to fight back the tears, bu she can't. They continued flowing. "A-are you telling me to keep them, because you'll be going somewhere else with your family?," She sniffed and sniffed as the tears just continued flowing.
Byakuya put his other hand on top of her head and began caressing her hair as if they were the most important thing for him. "Don't cry," was all he said. Another sniff from Rukia was heard. "W-Will you be b-back, then? Where w-will you go?,"
He hugged her tightly and kissed her forehead. "My family and I are going to another country for a business trip. Don't worry, it won't take long,"
She cried even harder, as she choke upon her words. "B-but t-that means... B-b-but I-I'll miss y-you!"
"Don't. I'm sure I'll come back," After saying that, he removed his embrace from Rukia and started to walk to the window. Rukia pulled his shirt and said, "Come back, please,"
He stopped and turned to look at her. "I will. And when we meet again, remove the -san from my name,"
Byakuya was five years older than her. Rukia was by now, ten years old, and her friend was fifteen. They met when Rukia bumped with him on the way to the market. He was taking his time disobeying what his father has told him about straying away from them. Rukia was with a servant from her aunt's "house" as they were told to buy something for lunch. Byakuya was a cold boy, rarely shows emotions and yet, as he stood to help Rukia, he felt something hit him. He does not know how to explain it. And after a long time, he smiled as he saw the girl's hurt expression as she sat on the road, holding her butt while saying "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts... "
But that was two years ago. Now, Byakuya's leaving her.
"Good bye, Rukia,"
He continued on and this time, Rukia had not the courage to stop him as she broke down on the floor in tears. Her eyes were, by the moment, puffy red because of too much crying. "Why is everyone leaving me?," she thought.
Before Byakuya went to climb down the ladder, he was sure to leave a letter on top of Rukia's books. "Don't worry. I'll come back. Promise," he whispered before finally climbing down.
*****
The next day, as Rukia sat near the window reading a book, she looked at the window. Beside their house was Byakuya's house. And in front of his house, she saw a carriage piled up with things from Byakuya's house. She looked down sadly as she remembered yesterday.
Unknowingly, Byakuya was also looking up at her, painfully. He was behind the carriage helping his dad put something on the carriage and he took just a moment to see if she was there. Indeed, she was. He wants to wave at her and smile, but he won't. Under his father's presence, he was not allowed to show even the slightest expression. At such an age, he was already being trained to be the next heir of the Kuchiki family. Therefore, he was bound to his family's laws. He went on to get inside the carriage, following his father's lead. Again, he turned to look at the window one last time.
"I'll come back," he said silently. And that was his promise. The one he will fulfill just for her. The carriage started to move and they were by now, heading their way far from the place.
Rukia saw the carriage leave. She wanted to go there, hug Byakuya one last time but she can't. Like Byakuya, she was also bounded by rules by her aunt. Cruel rules. She cannot take breakfast until she is told to. That was why she was very thin. Even so, she remained pretty after all. Far prettier than her cousin.
She turned to her book again when she noticed something on the floor. Something white. It was a small envelope containing Byakuya's letter. Maybe, it fell on the floor while Rukia got her book.
She reached for it and saw something written at the back.
"To: Rukia"
She opened it and inside was a letter for her.
"Rukia,
I'm sorry I had to go. My family and I needed to. It was for a meet-up with some relatives in another country. I am not sure how long we will be staying there. But no doubt, it would be more than a year. Or more.
I promise you I will go back. I will find you no matter what. I like you Rukia. And I will do anything just for you.
For now, goodbye.
Your friend,
Byakuya"
A/N: So, how's that for a one-shot? Or possibly a multi-chapter fanfic. If readers would like it, then, why not make it multi-chapter? :D
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