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Disclaimer: They're...they're... (sob) I can't say it...
Bleach Cast: WE ARE NOT HERS!!!!!!!
Me: (more sobbing)

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She was humming; she was in the kitchen and she was humming- Byakuya frowned slightly at this. What was she doing in the kitchen that required humming?

"Oops!" now that definitely warranted investigation, "oh you're up!" Hisana smiled at him as he swept into the kitchen

"Where's the cook?" he asked seriously

"Oh, I told him to sleep in today," she replied with another smile, "I'm cooking breakfast!" She continued, her smile stretching into an innocent grin.

Byakuya blinked, "why? The cook is perfectly capable of doing that himself," he informed her.

"Of course he can!" she sounded almost scandalised, "it took me half-an-hour to convince him to stay in bed!" She was in his room? "Besides, I wanted to cook for you," she finished smiling- again, "oh, that's ok isn't it?" she didn't look right without a smile

"That's fine," he informed her

"Oh good," she was smiling again…good, "it's almost done. Oh I haven't said morning yet have I?" She abandoned the stove to walk over to him; Byakuya was struck by a grace, as he had been many times before. He remembered as a child, it had taken him three years to perfect exactly what she did naturally. "Good morning Byakuya," she greeted him superfluously before pressing a quick kiss on his lips. He stared at her in surprise, making her giggle as she made her way back over to the breakfast, "you'd think I'd just told you I'm pregnant."

Byakuya went into a further state of shock when he realised his muscles were currently committing mutiny by refusing to suppress the smile tracing his lips.

Hisana peeked a glance at her husband out of the corner of her eye before turning back to the stove, humming happily.