In honour of Valentine's Day (yes I KNOW it was a few days ago!): another stand alone chapter using everyone's favourite captain to torture Byakuya Kuchiki and my lovely, cheeky little Yoshimi, with Kenpachi-san getting all jealous. He's so cute when he's mad. ^.^
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Byakuya nervously adjusted the collar of his clothing, wondering why it suddenly felt so tight. Maybe it was because no one, in the whole history of the Soul Society, had ever given a valentine to another shinigami's zanpaktou. Maybe because the zanpaktou he was giving the gift to happened to be the spirit blade of a certain bloodthirsty captain who hated his guts: Kenpachi hated him more than usual because of a prank Byakuya had pulled on him in revenge for a prank that Kenpachi had played on him.
Byakuya settled himself internally, taking a deep breath before he knocked on the door.
Kenpachi opened it, looked Byakuya up and down, and rudely slammed the door shut in his face. Byakuya rubbed his nose where the door had hit him, and heard Yoshimi ask from inside "Who is it, Kenny-kun? Is it Byakuya-sama?" He heard Kenpachi growl "No, it's not. Go back into the study: there's no one out there." Before he knew it, Yoshimi was laughing at Kenpachi, a little silvery laugh that brought to mind cherry blossoms above a chuckling stream beneath a clear sky with snow-capped mountains in the background
Byakuya shook his head to clear it of the poetically Japanese imagery as the door opened to reveal Yoshimi wearing a pale green silk kimono sewn with cranes and bamboo with a golden obi. Her hair was unbound and she was even more stunningly beautiful than usual. Byakuya felt his breath catch in his throat and a slight blush rise in his cheeks, but kept his face blank.
He held out the red-wrapped present with attached card to the young woman, bowing slightly. "Be my valentine, Yoshimi?" She took the present and smiled at him, and he couldn't help but compare her smile to a rosy sunrise. He had to tell himself to breathe, and inhaled deeply her perfume: she smelled of roses. "Thank you, Byakuya. I'll certainly be your valentine." She smiled at him again and kissed him gently on the lips, causing more blood to rush to his head. He bowed to cover his burning cheeks, and beat a hasty retreat down the street muttering something about leaving the iron on.
Yoshimi laughed and stepped back, closing the door and turning to find Kenpachi glaring behind her to where Byakuya had stood with just a hint of jealousy in his eyes. "Oh relax, Kenny-kun." She reached into her kimono and brought out a small, black-wrapped box. "Happy Valentines day." She went into the kitchen, leaving Kenpachi to unwrap the box in private.
The little black box contained a chunky silver bracelet, engraved on the inside with the eleventh division's symbol pierced with a sword with an eye patch hanging from it. Kenpachi admired the pretty thing, and pulled it on. It was easily hidden from view beneath his sleeve, and the weight felt good. The big captain looked through the doorway where Yoshimi had gone and smiled a big, true smile.
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Nothing like a little bit of sap to make you feel good, huh. Yes I am capable of writing mush.
Happy Valentines Day for Saturday, everyone. -love-