Well here's chapter two, since I am going to be posting short chapters at first, I am going to update really soon. Thank you guys for your reviews :D
Someone said this story starts much alike my first one, but really it is nothing like Lovespell, you'll see xD
Anyways, I do not own bleach, as we all know; and I really hope you enjoy this.
Happy reading!
The handsome head of the Kuchiki clan was taking his night walk trough the gardens, but unlike every other night, this was not a peaceful one.
In fact, he was not walking, he was pacing. Rukia-thoughts kept popping up in his mind. She was supposed to return home two weeks ago from her last mission and he still had not heard a word from her. He was beyond worried.
It's not like he doubted her fighting skills, strength or power, but every time she was assigned to this solo missions he could not stop his heart from wincing in pain and worry.
He kept walking.
Sakura blossoms were falling around him and, in the full-moon lighting; they reminded him of the purest snow. 'Just like Rukia's Zampaktou' he thought, sighing.
There was another reason why he did not like her going on solo missions: he was compelled to think about her constantly until she was back.
He did not like to think about his little sister, mostly because no matter how many times he tried, he could not bring himself to see her as a sister.
His mind traveled more than 50 years in the past and he remembered her. Hisana. His deceased wife, and of course, he trailed back to Rukia.
He remembered the first time he spotted her at the academy, she was looking trough a window and that was all it took, just one look at her and he knew he was in trouble.
Byakuya should have been happy; he knew right away that she was Hisana's sister. However, he was not.
When he adopted her, everybody thought he was taking her in as a replacement, people commented on how much alike she and Hisana looked, and figured that was the real reason behind her adoption. Nevertheless, he knew better.
Even though he could easily see the resemblance, he never thought Rukia was identical to Hisana, not even physically.
Hisana's eyes were blue, for starters, while Rukia's were a strange and unique mix of indigo and violet. Rukia was a bit shorter than Hisana, and more important, Rukia had a determination, strength and a certain aura of nobility Hisana never had. Plus Rukia was fierce in determination, while Hisana was always so full of regrets.
No, Byakuya knew they were completely different women, and the problem with that was that when he first met Rukia, and looked into those enormous violet eyes, he felt something he should not have, he felt at home.
Byakuya looked up to the full moon and decided to head back to his room. It was on his way back when he spotted a hell butterfly approaching; he extended one slender finger at it and began to hear the message: "Kuchiki Taichou, Yamamoto Sotaichou request you presence in his quarters immediately, he has very important matters to discuss with you regarding your sister"
At this Byakuya's heart froze. He shumpoed to the 1st squad with one and only one thought in his mind: 'Please, do not take her away from me'
R&R ;D