Hello!
Today I'm starting a new story, way different than the rest I've put here... I already have whole story in mind, it really surprises me how organised person I am sometimes :) Well, this chapter is short and you can take it as kind of a prologue.
Hope you'll like it, fingers crossed!
1.
~NOTE~
Since pacifying Fullbringers Soul Society hasn't experienced any serious problems. It went back to its duties of sending there souls and exterminating hollows that appeared in Gensei or Rukongai. Peaceful time came, long unseen, time, that everybody was looking forward to.
Days were slowly passing by, with shinigami getting used to unusual calmness. All issues were cleared, not just with enemies, but also among shinigami themselves.
Everything was so usual and calm, and that was what made Kuchiki Rukia, 13th Division's fukutaicho, really happy. Peace came finally.
At the moment she was walking towards her division's buildings, holding a finished report from her last mission for her taicho. Another thing that made her happy – recently Ukitake-taicho was feeling unusually well.
Rukia continued her walk, lost in thought. She was observing shinigami she was passing. There were students of the academy, discussing their last exam and how handsome is this guy that practiced swords' fight with them that week. In the other place few shinigami were playing cards, boasting about the number of hollows they fought. Walking further, Kuchiki recognized some faces – Kira, Yamada, Matsumoto – all enjoying this less stressful period in Soul Society.
However, she was so distracted that she didn't notice a person coming until she bumped into her.
"Kuchiki-san?" a familiar voice asked.
Rukia wanted to collect the papers that fell on the ground, but the other person did it first. She saw long, orange hair and she recognized the person.
"Inoue" Rukia said surprised, taking her report from Orihime, who smiled in reply. "What are you doing here?"
Inoue looked at Kuchiki, a bit confused.
"Don't you remember?" she said, and, when Rukia shook her head, continued. "I wanted to be useful, like others, you know, and so I took up a work here in Seireitei. I help the 4th Division with prisoners. They often fight, so there's pretty much work."
"They can hurt you!" Rukia almost shouted, but Orihime only smiled again.
"I'm not the only one there" she replied. "Well, we work with different prisoners, but I can call others for help anytime. Besides, I can protect myself with my souten kesshun."
Kuchiki didn't look convinced, but Inoue changed the subject.
"You weren't in Karakura for some time, were you?"
It surprised Rukia to be asked such question, but she just nodded. Orihime looked at her, concerned.
"You miss Kurosaki-kun, right?"
Rukia froze.
"Why..."
"I can tell you two are close" Inoue said. "He's somehow different when you're in Gensei, and you too" she looked away. "You don't have to admit it, it's noticeable."
This time Kuchiki looked away. She suddenly felt quite uncomfortable. She wanted to say something, but Inoue was first.
"I'm sorry, you're probably in a hurry."
"Yeah" Rukia didn't have a good answer in her head.
Unexpectedly Orihime smiled warmly.
"See you soon, Kuchiki-san!"
"See ya" Rukia replied, still a bit confused after the strange talk, and she watched as Inoue went away.
Then she realized she still had the report, so she hurried to the division.
Ukitake-taicho was as nice as always and that calmed down Rukia. After giving him the papers, she decided to head back to her brother's mansion.
She was walking slowly, enjoying quiet streets of Seireitei and the sunset. She didn't think about Orihime's words, instead she started to plan her meeting with Renji the next day.
Suddenly Kuchiki heard a strange sound, but she couldn't clearly say what it was. She ignored it, though, and went forward, but with every single step one particular feeling was filling her more and more.
The feeling that someone spies her.
However, whenever Kuchiki stopped or turned around, nobody could be seen or heard.
When she reached the mansion, she sighed with relief. She didn't understand the feeling, but still, entering the house, she finally felt safe.
Byakuya wasn't here yet, as always working to the late hours in the evening.
Rukia put her zanpakuto on the desk and turned to take something, but then her eyes landed on a piece of paper stuck to the wall.
Her eyes widened and she suddenly forgot how to breathe, when meaning of the words got to her mind.
Kuchiki Rukia, I'm going to kill you.
She just wanted somebody to come.
Anybody.
