Byakuya and Yoruichi

What different colors represent to Bya-boo and the demon-cat and the story that goes along with them.

Red- The color of the ribbon Yoruichi had stolen

They were flying, flying like they had done so many times before. Blindly, they rushed through the cherry blossom trees that were just beginning to sprout tiny buds. Byakuya's heart raced along with them…in unadulterated anger.

Damn that demon-cat! He seethed. That's the fifth hair-tie she's stolen from me this month. He gritted his teeth and shunpoed faster. But it seemed no matter how fast he went he was never any closer to her. Her mocking laughter never became any louder and her taunts still came from a place just out of his reach. Out of his reach. Yoruichi was forever out of his reach.

As he chased her across the Kuchiki property he wondered, not for the first time, why he was even chasing her. He knew he couldn't catch her. Because he was mad, he thought. But why was he mad? He had numerous hair-ties and her taunts weren't any different from yesterday or the day before or the week before, though he had chased her just the same all those times as well. But why? This question disturbed him so much that he actually stopped dead in his tracks to contemplate this.

A second later Yoruchi appeared a few yards away looking perplexed and disappointed. "Tired already, Bya-boo?" she called jauntily. Usually the chase last a good hour and their chases had steadily been getting longer.

Byakuya crossed his arms and turned away from her, "This is stupid. Just give me my hair-tie back you demon-cat thief!"

Yoruichi laughed and shunpoed next to him, "You baka! You have to steal it back. I'm not gonna just hand it over to you after I just spent all that energy stealing it from you!" She ruffled his hair affectionately, "Where would the fun be in that?"

Byakuya slapped her hand away but not before noticing that his heart was beating faster, faster than he was angry with her, even faster than when he was chasing her. He glared at her. Stupid demon-cat! What the hell was going on?

She laughed again, completely unaware of his discomfort, "Well if you don't wanna play anymore-"

"We are NOT playing!" he corrected her heatedly.

"Right," she answered dismissively, "Well, how about we race back to the manor Bya-boo? I'm sure Ginrei-san is waiting impatiently for us- not that he would ever actually show such an unworthy an emotion as impatience," she muttered wryly under her breath.

Byakuya's anger, already smoldering, flared up again, "HOW DARE YOU CRITIZE MY GRANDFATHER! And how dare you call him Ginrei-san! Have you no respect?!"

She looked at him, surprised, "On the contrary, I have the utmost respect for him. But," her eyes sparkled with mischief, "if you wish to defend the Kuchiki honor why don't you race me back to the manor?"

Byakuya glared at her, "Fine! I'll race you back BUT THAT'S IT! I'm never chasing-" but she had already taken off.