Chapter X: I want you to know who I am
A/N: This chapter is shorter than most (sorry) but it gets better after this…this chapter is slightly crack-tastic, lol. I think you'll find it enjoyable
Thank you for all the favorites and reviews!! Also, I indeed did make a mistake, for some reason I totally forgot Renji fighting Byakuya with Zabimaru and Bya fighting with Senbonzakura Kageyoshi…like dur. So please disregard the whole "who saw bankai second kinda thing" in the ending A/N last chapter, hahaha. I loved that fight too… SS Arc Brainfart, lol.
Suggested Listening: "Iris" by 3 Days Grace
It had been almost a week to the day that Byakuya had defeated his Grandfather and become the head of the Kuchiki household, and Hisana had seen very little of him in that time. Tonight, in an attempt to find him when he wasn't busy, she sat inside Byakuya's chambers in a plush arm chair, a cup of tea beside her as an untold number of servants bustled in and out of the room, carrying box after box of papers and other various documents along with a long red robe decorated with the same seal that covered the fireplace. She had placed herself in the chair to try and stay out of the way, but the constant bows from the servants that hustled to and fro around her made her feel like she was holding up some sort of conveyor line.
After her evening meal with Oba-chan, she had been re-adorned with a new kimono in a brilliant pattern covered in shining mythical creatures, a pair of swords sewn into the fabric hilts exposed over her obi, the sheaths sewn in gold fabric below. Her sleeves had been buttoned back, and her wrists re-bandaged. The obi was much different than the ones she had seen before. It was torn and re-sewn in many places, each stitch delicately done, some looking as if they were sewn by a youngster, others more seasoned. She fingered the delicate hem line of the kimono where her legs were tucked up into the chair, and decided she could sit no longer.
She sat up and moved up quickly, her back pulling as she let out a small gasp of pain, trying to ignore the hovering servants around her. "I'm fine", she whispered to the woman who had helped her dress, coughing as she walked towards the doors into the hallway.
Most of her wounds from her encounter with Master Dillimund had healed, and she found herself more often than not wandering the halls of the mansion, looking for something to do. It pained her that she couldn't go out searching for her sister, but she had been specifically forbidden from leaving the estate's grounds by both Byakuya's retainers and Ukitake. She felt like she was being treated like a porcelain doll.
The lanterns had been lit, and a dazzling array of stars decorated the clear sky that she could see beyond the screens. Her fingers trailed along the sides of the walls as she slid her socked feet down the wooden floors, wandering aimlessly around the part of the complex that had become in less than a week the central unit of life for the administrative portion of the Kuchiki household. She couldn't believe that this much paper was involved in anything, but recalling Ukitake's comments about hell butterflies and their purposes, she could see why they had been changed to carry messages in the first place.
Her stomach rumbled loudly as she meandered, and she couldn't help but think that it had indeed been almost ten hours since she had eaten lunch, and that was only a piece of fruit. Even the tea she had had earlier wasn't good enough. She needed a little more honey for her cough. The smell of something cooking caught her nose as she dawdled about, and following the smell she also heard the sound of running water, a good sign for someone as thirsty as she.
Her fingers grasped the handle of the door from which the water sounds came from. A bubbling accompanied it, and she assumed quickly that she had found the kitchen, which throughout her weekly walks, she hadn't seem to been able to locate. She pulled back weakly and slid the door open all the way, a large amount of steam hitting her in the face as she rubbed her eyes against the heat.
A cough brought her back to her senses, and she turned her eyes towards the sound, and almost fell over. There, beneath a stream of steaming hot water showering down on his head from above, was Byakuya, naked, the steam obscuring his lower half from the waist down to his knees, his toned back and chiseled abs glistening under the waterfall, a barely there white towel slung low around his hips.
Her mouth went dry as she blatantly stared at him from head to toe in one slow, swathe of admiration. When she reached her face she was astonished to find his eyes staring directly at her, one eyebrow raised nonchalantly in a slightly astonished expression.
Embarrassed beyond belief, she stepped backwards and slipped, closing her eyes to feel the impact of the floor, only to be caught by Byakuya, who slipped and fell himself, right on top of her.
The funny thing is, shyunpo works well when one has on clothes. Unfortunately for Byakuya, as Hisana tried to calmly notice, his towel was now floating in a puddle of water behind him. A rush of noise from the next room signaled the arrival of several servants, who peeped in, watching Byakuya dangle sexily over the body of the young Hisana girl he had brought home, her legs splayed open, Kimono askew and wet, hair spilling backwards as his own dark hair brushed her still clothed chest, as he sat situated between her thighs.
Hisana was definitely not in the kitchen.
A/N: Mildly cracktastic… LOL
And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cuz I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closet to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
All I can taste is this moment
All I can breathe is your life
Sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
Cuz I don't think that they'd understand
Where everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am