Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, or any of the Bleach characters used in this fic. They all belong to Tite Kubo: the genius behind the captivating manga that started it all. I only own any of my original characters that I choose to include, as well as any of my own original plot ideas.
Silent Love Letter
Year 1: Prince and Peasant
Hisana had known nothing about him at first. Not even that he was a member of the noble Kuchiki clan. All that had spoken to her was his kindness.
But he had known who he was; what was appropriate for a man of his stature. Still, he would come to see her, daily, bringing with him not material things, but his adoration and that smile.
As he knelt, asking for her hand, she wondered: What would prompt him, such a beautiful man, to desire her, a mere peasant?
Still, she had said yes.
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That first year had been marvelous, the greatest she'd ever known. The wedding itself had marked the start of everything. He had given her free reign over the plans, insisting that she have whatever she desired. It had been sweet, but funny, for he had already given her what she desired.
She was to wed a man who seemed to have come out of a dream for her.
Still, there was that guilt, the kind that ate away at her as the days passed. The only solace she had found in this time had been in his arms. In the night, when it would rain or snow, she would wake, eyes wide and wet. The sorrow would overwhelm her then, bringing him to rise and comfort her.
It had worked for a while, but she feared he would never know the burden she carried.
No. He could never know.