My Final Wish
A/N: This story is going to be my depression outlet. I've just lost my beloved, youngest and sweetest cat to a vicious killer dog. I miss her so much, it was an injustice. So, I'm going to write about Byakuya and Hisana in Hisana's final days. I hope I don't depress you too much.
Disclaimer: I don't own.
My Final Wish
It was just before the first blossoms on the plum trees bloomed. The air was still crisp and cold from the earlier season. Snow still graced some roofs and even some of the ground. But yet, the air seemed tense and depressing in the Kuchiki palace. Byakuya Kuchiki, the recently crowned 28th Head to the Kuchiki family sat by his dying wife, his hand grasping her's as gently and lovingly as possible. He couldn't bare to see her suffer.
Hisana, his dying wife, smiled softly, yet sadly at him. "Byakuya-sama," after all she was going through, the woman still had the nerve to add –sama to the end of her husband's name. It disgusted Byakuya. She continued, "I have one final wish for you," she coughed and her voice grew weaker. Byakuya's hand tightened ever so slightly.
"Anything," he mumbled, pressing his lips to her abnormally and completely unhealthy cold hands. He leaned closer to his wife, the one he treasured so dearly. The one and only wife he would kill himself for. Without her, Byakuya swore he would be a lost man with no soul. He would be just a corpse begrudgingly living the rest of his life.
"For starters," Hisana put an 'I'm not kidding,' tone to her voice, "don't do anything stupid if I do…pass away," she slowly and quietly muttered, almost inaudibly. "And second," she continued on, "Please find my sister, I have no right to call her sister but let her have the right to call you brother."
Byakuya nodded slowly at her, tightly shutting his eyes so that Hisana wouldn't see the tears that were sure to come. He really didn't like people seeing him show any emotion. Nor did Byakuya believe that men of his class and stature…cried. "I would be most obliged," he managed to choke out.
This stray show of emotion did not escape Hisana. Her eyes narrowed in frustration and in guilt. "You're blaming yourself love, stop it." She was scolding him and her plan worked. A small chuckle came from Byakuya, unwillingly no doubt. "So," Hisana's voice was getting fainter, "Just know, deep in your heart that I love you more than anything, Byakuya…" the honorific was dropped, "And that…you were the best thing that ever happened to me…" Byakuya leaned closer towards Hisana again, this time he let the tears fall. "Be happy and live life to the fullest, it's my final wish."
Those were the last words Byakuya Kuchiki ever heard from his late wife, Hisana Kuchiki, and they would be the one's that haunted his dreams, but consoled him every year on that horrifying day just before the first blossoms on the plum trees bloomed and when the air was still crisp and cold from the earlier season and when the snow still graced some roofs and even some of the ground. Those words she spoke to her husband on that fateful day…those words were her final wish.