A/N: This is a little teaser for my upcoming story. I was thinking it may become a two shot, but I felt like it had the potential to be a several chapter story. Leave me some reviews tell me if I should continue on. I'm basically going to continue if I get a decent amount of responses. I have high standards when it comes to the amount of responses I receive.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or it's characters.

Prologue

Rukia stared at her reflection, barely able to comprehend what was happening. Her ebony locks were pulled back into a loose bun and pinned up to expose the gentle architecture of her neck. The old woman bustling around her, taking measurements and pinning fabric was the one who'd suggested the hairstyle. She wanted the kimono to accent her 'delicate features'. The fabric was bulky, but surprisingly light. There were other women there, helping the old woman, pinning, writing numbers down, swirling around her in a nauseating pace. The women were chirping around her, telling her how pretty she would look when the kimono was complete. The kimono was a shade of white that accented her skin in a way that made her appear ethereal. It was a beautiful kimono, but it was a horrible situation.

Byakuya stood off to the side silently, his mouth pressed into an thin even frown, he wasn't even looking at her. He simply stood there silently. It was his fault she was here and it was his fault that she was in this situation. She hadn't told anyone yet, but she was sure that it would be all over Soul Society soon.

It came from no where. It felt like some sort of dream.

One minute she's the Captain of the 9th Division and the next she's the fiance of someone she hadn't seen since she was in the academy.

She was getting married.

Her only concern was that he wasn't there to intervene. Hell, he might even miss the entire courtship, engagment and even the wedding. He just HAD to be the new Captain of the 5th Division. He just HAD to decide to be on a mission away from any form of communication. He wouldn't even know that it was really him that she wanted to marry.

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Rukia stood patiently before her adoptive brother's desk. He'd summoned her a few minutes ago, saying that he had to discuss something important with her. Now she was here, simmering in discomfort while her brother seemingly ignored her. The only sound in the room was the pen scratches as he signed paperwork. The seconds seemed to drag on as Rukia continued to stand uncomfortably.

"It's your duty to marry a noble." Byakuya said, breaking through the uncomfortable silence. His dark eyes still locked onto his paperwork. "As the youngest member of the Kuchiki family, it's your responsibility to keep the line of nobility intact."

Rukia fell into a chair, staring open mouthed at her adoptive brother. She swallowed thickly, she didn't like the turn this conversation was quickly taking. "But you didn't marry nobility." She croak weakly. It was obvious nothing would change whatever Byakuya had decided.

"You accepted this as a possibility when you became a Kuchiki." He looked up at Rukia for a moment and paused before saying the one thing that could ruin Rukia's future happiness. "A man has been chosen and the Kuchiki elders have approved. "

A/N: So that was the teaser/prologue, what do you guys think? Should I continue. It seems kind of cruel to leave it like that. Can you guess who the man she was talking about when she was getting fitted? *wink wink* I think it's pretty obvious.. At least to me.