HI HI HI! Okay, i've been writing about naruto forever now and decided to take a break from that and write another bleach fic. it's byakuya/oc since he's so awesome, and i think he needs some lovin'. and besides that's where my other nickname comes from (CBK aka Captain Byakuya Kuchiki) awesome right? well anyways the full summary is on my profile and a vague description of my OC and her zanpaktou. i want to keep this author's note short, since i'm prone to long author's notes =A= her name's Hitsugaya Shimowa, which vaguely (gosh that's like my new favorite word xD) translate to "frost feather" without caps. romance, humor, adventure/action... and other stuff... i just want this to be a chill story. no drama, just happiness :D ooc my fault, i apologize ):

summary/plot: toushirou has had an older sister for a very long time now. she wanted to become a shinigami, but due to her lack of motivation, procrastination, and overall laziness, her dream was fading. but one day in Karakura, Byakuya comes to the town for his own reasons. he meets up with toushirou and rangiku at orihime's home and stays there for the time being. after learning how to use the internet, he meets a stunning white-haired beauty with a gracious smile. she has a strange resemblance to someone he knows, but he doesn't know who. to his suprise, as she meets him in person she is a shinigami! the worst part is that she is toushirou's older sister! with a powerful reiatsu, a gorgeous face, and a stunning zanpaktou, has byakuya fallen for another? can a pink flower mix with a frosted feather?

i hope you enjoy it! and maybe i'll put those sentences at the end again ;) remember, description of her and her zanpakutou on my profile.

Internet for the Nobleman

Tite Kubo ;; i only own my OC Hitsugaya Shimowa & her zanpakutou

It was late day, warm and breezy. It smelled of sake and dirty dishes. It was a Saturday in the human world, meaning no school. A strawberry blonde laid, limp and wiggly, on the couch, while a small, white-haired body sat up right. Everything was quiet, and they liked it that way. A seemingly silent snort and a giddy giggle erupted, but ceased quickly, causing the white-haired silhouette to looked up, arms crossed. He scoffed before turning back to the very quiet television that played on an on-going college soccer game.

"I'M BACK!" Cried a loud, cheery voice. The sleeping body cringed and the smaller, sitting body twitched. "Toushirou-kun! Rangiku-chan! I'm home!" Toushirou sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "That's Hitsugaya-taichou, to you, Inoue." He said irritably. Yes, Toushirou and Rangiku were very grateful that Orihime let them stay at her home, but the food she made was another whole irritable story. "Oh right. Gomen'nasai." She giggled, bowing slightly. Rangiku rubbed her head gingerly, recovering from another hangover.

"What did you get this time?" She and Toushirou asked, hoping for something normal. Orihime smied graciously, hugging the bag to her body.

"Well, to begin, they had a sale on leeks, so I bought a few. I also bought a carton of eggs, a box of crackers, a jar of jam, some bean paste, pancake batter, fish liver-"

"Oh Inoue, I just remembered. Kurosaki and Kuchiki invited us for dinner." Toushirou said quickly. Orihime's smile hadn't falter as she turned her head to the side. Rangiku looked at her small taichou, rubbing and scratching her head at the same time. "Taichou, they didn't ask us for dinner." Toushirou shot her a dirty look as she stuck her tongue out at him. "They just did."

"Oh that's okay. They can come over and I can cook! No need to waste money!" Orihime insisted, waving a hand at the both of them. Both Toushirou and Rangiku groaned, and before she could notice, the door bell rung. Toushirou hopped up from the floor, racing to the door. Toushirou opened the door, his mouth gaping at the sight. Dressed in a tight dress shirt, dark pants and nice slick hair.

"K-Kuchiki-taichou? What are you doing here?" Toushirou asked looking at the formal man standing in front of him. Byakuya kept a straight face, hands in his pocket. "That is my own business, Hitsugaya." He stepped into the home, kicking off his shoes in grace. Orihime looked at him and smiled sweetly. "Byakuya-san! How-" Byakuya looked at her, stepping onto the carpet. "Kuchiki-taichou." He said solemnly, walking past her. She giggled again, "Gomen'nasai, Kuchiki-taichou!" She closed the door behind him and sat down next to Rangiku, watching Byakuya take a seat across them, looking around the home.

"Mmhm, Kuchiki-taichou, what are you doing here?" Rangiku asked, taking a swig of sake from the little white dish she held in her hand. Byakuya scoffed, placing a leg over his knee, lacing his fingers together. "Matsumoto, that is my business. But if you must know, I'm here on my own free will." Rangiku choked on the sake that almost went down her throat, and Toushirou patting her back. "What?" they both asked once she stopped coughing. Byakuya looked at them with slightly narrowed eyes, "Need I repeat myself?" Toushirou and Rangiku looked at each other, then at Orihime who just smiled at her newest guest.

It was awkward for about an hour, the quiet cheers emitting from the television that came from the perplexed and amazed fans. Bing! "What was that annoying sound?" Byakuya said, finally breaking the awkward ice. Orihime hopped up from her seat and skipped to the back room. She squealed, making everyone cringe. "Tatsuki came back from her trip!" The three figures walked towards the room without making a sound, Byakuya astounded the most. The three squinted at the bright screen, watching Orihime type on the lettered board. "Does that mean you'll be going to her home for dinner?" Everyone turned to Toushirou, then back at Orihime. Her apologetic smile said everything, "Yeah, I guess. Sorry you guys. She wants me over there right now. I guess you guys can get food for yourselves, right?" Orihime asked, standing up, smoothing her shirt. Toushirou and Rangiku looked at each other before nodding.

"We'll show Kuchiki-taichou to an empty room." Toushirou said abruptly, leading Orihime out the door, with Rangiku following close behind. "Oh, okay. You guys be careful! I'll be home in-a-bit!" She finished being shoved out the door. Toushirou slumped down against the door, looking relieved at his fukotaichou. "That's one. What about the other one?" Rangiku asked putting her hands on her hips.

"And this does what?" Byakuya asked once more, looking at the keyboard, poking at more keys. Toushirou and Rangiku came to the human world to observe, but they did learn how to use the comtraption Inoue called a 'computer.' They weren't as great a typist as she was, but they knew the basics. She had an 'email', and a 'instant chat account' and sometimes Rangiku would use that to talk to strangers. Toushirou had one, and he talked to a lot of girlswho admired his 'profile' picture. Rangiku talked to a lot of men who liked Orihime's picture, but when she told them it wasn't her, they stopped talking to her. So, she just talked to Orihime's friends.

Byakuya took his picture, thought up a username, filled out the biography in a short and sweet manner, and created his account. Toushirou's username was "icydoubt", Orihime's was "Leeeeky:Sweetness" and Rangiku's wanted hers to be "Grinning-Persimmons." They all thought Rangiku's was strange, but when Byakuya decided his, they were still debating.

"Are you sure you want that?" Toushirou and Rangiku asked once more before they left-clicked the 'Finish' button on the glowing screen. Byakuya looked at the both of their gaping mouths, before nodding in a serious manner. Rangiku scratched her head, looking at the newest profile. Username. GraySakura*Blossoms. Name. Byakuya Kuchiki. Age. As they filled it out, Toushirou and Rangiku looked at each other before decided on thirty-two. Hobbies. They both looked at each other again, then at Byakuya. Calligraphy, long nightly strolls, tending to Sakura blossoms, and sword tending. Everything else they asked him, and they took a picture of him from the webcam, and everything was great.

They added each other. They added Ichigo, Chad, Uryuu - strange enough, he was online but they refused to talk to him-, and Rukia. Byakuya got the hang of it and ask Toushirou and Rangiku left to get food, a message popped up.

frostysoftness: hi :)
GraySakura*Blossoms: hello
frostysoftness: nice username
GraySakura*Blossoms: i don't need your opinions
frostysoftness: hey man, chill. i was kidding

After a long hour of chatting, and a long hour of Rangiku and Toushirou finding food, Byakuya left, adding a new friend. Rangiku and Byakuya looked over her profile. Her name was Hatsuki Shimowa, had beautiful, white hair that trickled down her back, crystal blue eyes and a gorgeous smile. She had many pictures of herself; raining from her long, narrow figure, to her pale face. As astounding as she sound, she didn't live that far from Orihime's home..

As they chatted more and more, gotten to know each other, Shimowa decided they should meet in person. "She seems so nice! And she's really pretty!" Orihime squeled, bouncing in her seat next to Byakuya. He ignored her comments, watching Rangiku enter the room. Toushirou was the only one who hadn't seen her, and he insisted he didn't want to see her. Byakuya was starting to notice it, that Shimowa had a strage reseblance to someone he knew.

"So this girl you just met online is coming over here later this week?" Rangiku asked again. Byakuya arched an eyebrow at her, causing her to purse her lips as she bit into the last of her pork bun. Orihime went to bed early that day, for many reasions. One, she wanted to catch up on her sleep, since she was sleep deprived. Two, it was getting late. And three, Orihime had to get up early to meet up with her girlfriends.

"Good night, everyone!" She chimed before bouncing into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Byakuya logged off of his Instant chat account and pushed away on the swivel chair. He loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his shirt. Rangiku refused to have a room, so she slept on the couch, leaving Byakuya with the extra bedroom. She was already asleep and reeked of sake and pulled pork. Toushirou was just exiting the bathroom, going into his own room. Byakuya had kept quiet the past week he was here, and the only thing he had said was either him demanding food or water, or that he was going out.

As he was beginning to take his shirt off, his Soul Phone rung in his pocket. Pulling out the small celluar device with a small sakura blossom hanging on the end. Flipping the celluar device open, he looked at the hollow type, where it was, and how far away. Byakuya pulled out his Soul Candy dispenser, and popped one of the soul candies into his mouth. As he closed the door, he met up with Toushirou and Rangiku. They said nothing as they were out of the door. Orihime was still asleep, and they thought it was best not to wake her.

Once they arrived someone was already there. A white-haired shinigami had already taken care of the job. She sliced her zanpakutou in the air, the hollow's blood drawn across the floor. Without seeing her face, she disappeared with a step. Toushirou looked up at Byakuya, who just stared.

"Who was that?" Rangiku asked, her hands on her hips. Byakuya and Toushirou looked at each other before Toushirou shrugged and Byakuya sighed. "Whoever she was, she took care of this mess. C'mon, let's get going."

Toushirou was early to rise, Rangiku recovering from a hangover, Orihime left early again. Byakuya left his room dressed in his up-tight clothing; a clean, smooth dress shirt, a pair of black pants, and his shiney, black, dust-free shoes. His hair was just as shiney and pushed to the side of his face. Toushirou and Rangiku weren't surprised; acts like a nobleman, dresses like famous in the human world. He sat down on the love seat and looked at the bright television screen. Toushirou wore a black thermal shirt and pair of gray pants. Rangiku wore a low-cut t-shirt with a short skirt, a pair of long striped socks. Everything was quiet, and very awkward.

They were watching another soccer game that Toushirou was very interested in. He sat in front of the television, legs crossed and all, looking like a small child. Byakuya had his legs crossed as well, staring at the television along side Toushirou. Rangiku was reading nonsense again, and the ringing door bell startled the three of them. Toushirou popped from the floor and walked to the door. He opened it and yelped in shock. The voice from the otherside of the door also yelped, but it was higher and had a ringy, cheerful sound to it.

"O-Onee-chan?" Toushirou stammered, looking at the white-haired, tall and narrow woman in front of him. She looked back at the little white-headed boy in front of her, with the same shocked expression.

"Toushirou! What the hell are you doing here?" The woman asked, hands on her hips. Byakuya stood up and walked to the door to see the same white-haired woman he saw online. His eyes widened slightly, as he looked from Toushirou to Shimowa. Rangiku stood next to him, propping her elbow on his shoulder, leaning against him, holding her head in pain. "Oh! That's who she looked like!" Rangiku said, throwing her arms up into the air as she looked from her small taicho to his sister.

"What are you doing here?" Toushirou replied, looking at his opposite sister. She was taller, funnier, more laid back, but not as strong as he was. She wanted to be a shinigami, but due to her lack of motivation, laziness, and horrible procrastination, it didn't cut through. But there was a slim chance that she was the one that killed the hollow.

"Mhmm, good question. Well, I was chatting online and I met-"

"Oh my God! You're Frosty Softness?"

"Yeah! How did you know?" Toushirou turned to his fellow captain, grabbing his shirt. "Please, Kuchiki-taichou, tell me she isn't the one that you talked to!" Toushirou pleaded, looking at his sister. Byakuya couldn't see why he was he didn't like her. She was beautiful first of all, she was sweet, and unlike her brother, she wasn't cold.

"Kuchiki-taichou?" Byakuya looked at Shimowa, a perplexed grin on her face. "You're part of the Gotei 13! I almost got put under you, but I was put under Komamura-taichou!" Rangiku looked from Toushirou and Byakuya. She had white hair, blue eyes, pale skin. She was dressed in a black dress shirt, a white tie, a pair of white pants that clung to her legs, and a pair of black stilettos. "Damn. It's like Kuchiki-taichou and Taichou had a baby." Rangiku said, leaving the doorway and plopping back onto the couch.

"Shimowa... I thought... I-"

"You thought what? That I wasn't going to be a shinigami? Just because I didn't make it as quick as you doesn't mean I won't do it! Gosh Toushirou, think!" Shimowa said, poking her little brother on the forehead with a slim finger, her other hand on her hip.

"Were you the one that killed that hollow?" Toushirou asked, praying that she wasn't. Shimowa shrugged, placing her hands in her pockets. "I suppose. If these count for anything." She said, pulling out her Soul Phone and Soul Candy dispenser. Toushirou sighed an exasperated sigh. He and his older sister never got along. She was tall and he was short; she was happy and he was irritable; but he was a captain, and she was probably a lower seat.

"What seat are you?" He asked, looking up at this sister. Shimowa grinned, bending down to pinch both of his cheeks. "Aaw, little Tou-tou wants to know! I'm the 3rd seated officer." She said proudly, placing both hands on her hips. "Jealous?" She asked, looking down at Toushirou, who shook his head. "I'm a captain." Shimowa rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. "Yeah I knew that. I just wanted to see your reaction." She said, poking his nose.

"Aren't you going to let your Onee-chan in? And since when did you get your own house?"

"It isn't our home, we're staying here. And no, I won't let you in. Good bye." He said, closing the door. Shimowa stuck her leathered foot in the door, leaving a small opening, letting herself in. She was narrow, and tall, making it easy for her to get in anywhere.She looked Byakuya up and down, before narrowing her eyes playfully, a grin teasing her pink lips. "We match." She said, pointing a finger from him to her. "Wanna trade shirts?" Shimowa asked, raising her eyebrows, pulling on his black tie. Byakuya scoffed, walking away from her. Shimowa followed behind him, sitting down next to him as well. Everyone stared at each other. It was awkward; a lot more awkward than before.

Bing! Bing! Bing!

Every body looked at each other, then at Toushirou. "What?" He asked, looking at the colorful eyes that stared.

deathbystrawberries: toushirou...
deathbystrawberries: are you even there?
deathbystrawberries:goddamn it, you're online, where the hell are you?
icydoubt:what kurosaki?
deathbystrawberries:rukia wanted to have lunch with you guys. she said she saw byakuya around. is he there?
icydoubt: yes he is. but we have a visitor.
chappy'sawesome has joined
chappy'sawesome:hitsugaya-taichou, is nii-san there?
icydoubt: yes he is. along with a visitor
deathbystrawberries:hey toushirou, is he GraySakura*Blossoms?
icydoubt: that is hitsugaya-taichou to you, and yes that is him
deathbystrawberries: hahahahaha!
chappy'sawesome: ichigo! don't laugh at nii-san!
deathbystrawberries: yeah whatever. wait. there's only one laptop, how the hell are you online?
chappy'sawesome: your father let me borrow his
deathbystrawberries: figures.
icydoubt has left
chappy'sawesome: where did hitsugaya-taicho go?
Leeeeky:Sweetness has joined
deathbystrawberries: inoue, what are you doing here?
Leeeeky:Sweetness: that's matsumoto-fukutaicho to you, ichigo
chappy'sawesome: matsumoto-fukotaicho! you should make your own account! it's very confusing...
Leeeeky:Sweetness: okay. i'll be back.
Leeeeky:Sweetness has left
deathbystrawberries: god i wonder what her username is. i hope it isn't something like inoue's...
GraySakura*Blossoms has joined
chappy'sawesome: nii-san!
GraySakura*Blossoms: rukia, what is it that you want?
chappy'sawesome added GraySakura*Blossoms as a friend
chappy'sawesome: nii-san, do you want to have lunch with us?
deathbystrawberries added GraySakura*Blossoms as a friend
deathbystrawberries: yeah byakuya it'd be fun...
GraySakura*Blossoms: i suppose, but we have a visitor
chappy'sawesome: who?
GraySakura*Blossoms has left
frostysoftness has joined
frostysoftness: that would be meee!
chappy'sawesome: who are you?
frostsoftness: hitsugaya shimowa, toushirou's onee-chan
chappy'sawesome: but on your profile it says hatsuki as your last name
frostysoftness: mhmm yeah, i don't want people knowing my real last name...
deathbystrawberries: goddamn it, are we eating lunch or not?
frostysoftness had left
Grinning-Persimmons has joined
deathbystrawberries: who the hell is Grinning-Persimmons?
Grinning-Persimmons: matsumoto-fukutaichou
chappy'sawesome: that is a strange username, matsumoto-fukutaichou...
Grinning-Persimmons added deathbystrawberries and chappy'sawesome as friends
deathbystrawberries added Grinning-Persimmons as a friend
chappy'sawesome added Grinning-Persimmons as a friend
deathbystrawberries: lunch or no lunch? goddamn this was a waste of time
Grinning-Persimmons: taichou says yes, kuchiki-taichou said why not, i'm going no matter what, and shimowa-chan asked if she can come
deathbystrawberries: sure, i'm paying anyways
Grinning-Persimmons: great! see you there!
Grinning-Persimmons has left
deathbystrawberries has left
chappy'sawesome has left

one is prone to accidents, while the other is prone to irritability