'Nii-sama isn't home yet.' Rukia said finally, as she walked towards him. Ichigo looked up from his seat on the balcony of Kuchiki Manor, looking away from the sun that slowly descended behind the horizon.
'Good.' He said, stretching his arms above him before placing one behind him and stretching his legs out in front of him. Rukia has a frown on her face as she nestles herself in the spot where he had his arm stretched, resting her head on his shoulder. 'He's almost as scary as you, midget.' He murmured.
Rukia tensed before letting out a nerves laugh, relaxing against him. 'Lucky for you.' She muttered, kissing his shoulder through the thin silk of his yukata. He moved his arm and fell back onto the wooden ground with one arm behind his head and one arm around Rukia, absently drawing circles on her hip. She looked over her shoulder and down at him, smirking. 'He's still pretty scary. When he's really made, his face goes a bit red... and his hand goes straight to his Zanpakuto, sometime a vein pops in his forehead...'
Byakuya scoffed quietly as he watched them. A vein certainly didn't pop in his forehead, no matter how angry he was. He'd arived to see Rukia sit down in his arms, and, though he didn't like it when people did it to him, he listened to their conversation, noting their body language.
He remembered a time when he had acted like that (not in public of course) with a woman who is a clone of the girl that sat before him. The subtle differences were ones that only Byakuya could notice; others had thought that Hisana hadn't died in the first place, just a Nobel scandal.
He sighed softly, placing a hand on the wall as he kept his eyes trained on them. 'Hisana...' He whispered, letting his mask slip and the pain to show clearly on his face.
A giggle interrupted his thoughts of his late wife and he opened his eyes (which he hadn't realized he had closed) and found Ichigos arms wrapped around his younger sisters torso and she rested her hands on his chest as she looked down at him.
'Of course he'll say yes, baka.' Ichigo said gruffly, reaching up and moving Rukias hair out of her face. 'He loves you.' Rukia blushed, her eyes moving from his and down to his lips. Ichigo leant up, his hand moving from her check to the back of her neck, pulling her down to meet him half way, and pressed his lips to hers in a soft, slow kiss.
'But marriage? He was never fond of us dating in the first place...' Rukia muttered.
Byakuya decided, that maybe Rukia was correct in her assumption that a vein popped in his forehead when he is angry. 'Chire, Senbonzakura.'
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IDEK! I saw a fanart on deviantArt of Rukia and Ichigo cuddling on a balcony and Byakuya standing a few feet away, holding a picture of him and Hisana and he was smiling, and it was really cute :) So yeah…
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