He watched her sleep, breathing lightly, looking deep in thought.
She looks so peaceful he thought, if only you could see how beautiful your sister has grown to be, Hisana.
He sighed, remembering his beautiful wife, the sister of the girl before him. Looking out the window, he began reminiscing about his beautiful wife. He closed his eyes; the only image appearing was that of Rukia's face.
His eyes shot open, only to be greeted by the same soft face.
What's happening to me? I seem to be losing my restraint he thought.
She gently turned over in her sleep, her contented face now looking slightly disturbed. A lock of raven hair fell onto her pale face.
His delicate fingers moving on their own, he gently brushed aside the strand. He gently sat down next to her, staring in deep concentration.
He began making a mental comparison between his beloved Hisana (May she rest in peace) and her sister, Rukia Kuchiki.
Staring at her face was like staring at his beloved.
He was suddenly lurched back into reality, realizing that he was only inches away from Rukia's face. Her eyes were now wide open and filled with fear.
"Byakuya-nii-sama" she began, her features turning bright red. He put a finger on her lips, his other hand playing with her hair. She began moving further into the bed, only to have him crawl in next to her. She opened her mouth to speak but words had failed her.
Taking this to his advantage, he kissed her, drawing her breath. He felt her tense in his arms but she soon relaxed, wrapping her fragile arms around him. Finally she drew back.
"Byakuya-nii-sama…why?" she asked.
"You look so much like Hisana. I had you adopted into this family, hoping that I could contain myself. Hoping to restrain these feelings. Forgive me Rukia" he whispered, loosening his obi.
