Hey guys here is the next chapter, I hope you enjoy it : D Oh and I'm trying to learn how to play the piano (just some random info) so wish me luck! I love you guys.
Byakuya stared at his wife's pale and cold face. Dark circles rimmed her eyes and she looked so fragile, like even the slightest touch would break her into millions of pieces.
He held her hand in his, her hand was deathly light and he could see her veins from under her skin. She was breathing very slowly and was wheezing as well.
He stared intently at her. She wasn't moving; like a statue so still yet so breakable.
Her small fingers curled around his hand and gave it the lightest squeeze anyone could possibly give.
In return he gave her a light squeeze back. He was very cautious for he thought any movement too rough would cause her to break right before his eyes.
A small smile graced her lips as her eyelids began to slowly lift to reveal her purple eyes that were watery like she was inwardly crying.
One single tear fell from the corner of her eye and slid down her cheek. Byakuya used his free hand to gently brush the tear away then he gently caressed her face by moving his hand soothingly across her cheek.
"Why do you cry Hisana?" he whispered as he began to wipe away the tears that continued to flow out of her sad eyes.
"Because I…." was all she managed to push out when a violent cough interrupted her.
All he could do was watch; he couldn't make the cough go away for her, it was just impossible no matter how much he wanted to.
After she had finished coughing she cleared her throat and tightened her grip on his hand.
"My apologies Byakuya-sama" she said lightly.
"There is no need to apologize Hisana" he replied while placing his lips softly to the hand he was holding.
"I cry because……..I fear that I will be leaving you" Hisana spoke as more tears began to flow out of her eyes and her smile faded away and was replaced by a grim expression.
Byakuya didn't quite get what she was trying to say. He didn't want to show his confusion to her because he didn't want her to waste her voice on explaining it.
Hisana raised her free hand to Byakuya's face and moved some hair out of his eyes.
"I like it when you don't wear your hairpiece" Hisana said quietly.
Byakuya nodded and said "I don't wear it just for you".
The smile returned to Hisana's lips for a brief second then it returned back to its grim look.
"Byakuya-sama…….I am sorry…….I wish I could spend more time with you……..Im sorry" Hisana managed to say but it came out barely higher than a whisper.
"Why are you apologizing?" he asked still confused at her choice of words.
"I'm sorry Byakuya-sama" Hisana said this time she closed her eyes and she moved her free hand to trace the features of his face.
She ran them along his forehead then along his nose, cheekbones, jaw line, and chin. Then they began to trace the outline of his lips. Byakuya gently kissed her fingertips as she then moved her hand down to it covered the hand that was on top of her other hand.
He brushed some stray hairs away from her sleeping face. She really did look ill, deathly ill.
After a few silent moments Byakuya was really trying hard to figure out the meaning behind her words. He decided that he might as well ask her what they meant even though he really didn't want to disturb her sleep,
"Hisana" he whispered to her softly. There was no response from her, her lips remained closed.
"Hisana" he said a little louder this time, there was still no response.
"Hisana" he said now with more urgency in his voice as he squeezed her hand.
Hisana still remained silent. Byakuya shook her gently but her body was limp and awfully light.
He untangled his hand from hers and moved it to her forehead. Her head was cold, surprisingly close to that of the dead shinigami that he had held last week.
Her hand lay limp on the floor deprived of any movement of life. Her body was completely still and all cold; there was nothing that could make her respond to him.
Byakuya lifted her upper body in his arms and he began to call out her name again, over and over each time more panicked than the last.
Byakuya could feel time stop as he moved his hand over to her chest. He breathed heavily as the seconds felt like hours when he placed his hand over her heart and prayed to feel a beat.
There was nothing. No heartbeat, just a cold and pale chest with no sign of life.
Byakuya's beautiful wife was dead. The woman that stole his heart, melted his cold exterior and gave him more than he ever hoped for was now laying dead in his arms.
At that moment a surge of sorrow shrouded his whole body. He could feel his heart drop and his body grow heavy as he stared at the passed woman that was lying in his arms.
His beloved wife was taken from him. There would be no more conversations no more hugs no more sweet kisses no more anything. His whole world was gone; his once full cup was now just an empty glass with a million cracks about to shatter.
His heart burned as he pulled Hisana in for an embrace. He didn't know what to do, think or say. He wanted so much to feel her small arms wrap around his body as they always did but he felt nothing.
He wanted to say so much, to scream, beg for her to come back, call out her name until she woke up but his mouth was dry. All the words only stayed in his head and couldn't find their way to his mouth; he was rendered speechless for what seemed to be forever.
He held her tightly as he possibly could, so tight that if she were alive she would be able to feel his heart beating on her chest.
His hand slowly moved through her dark locks caressing the hair that once had so much shine and colour but was now just something on the head of a deceased woman.
The burning in his heart grew and grew until it was a raging fire. He could feel his heart being torn out of his body, ripped apart piece by little piece.
His heart began to beat slower and slower as he pressed his lips against her hair and he closed his eyes.
He inhaled the scent of his wife one last time. He was trying to be strong trying to hold back all the feelings and emotions that consumed him but it was no use, he was now a broken man, his glass had shattered and this was the remain.
Soon he could feel his eyes begin to water, it happened slowly but surely. Tears began to form in his lifeless gray eyes and one by one slid down his cheek and fell on top of her raven hair.
He couldn't remember the last time he cried. He had never felt so depressed in all his life, he felt that tears were for the weak, they made you vulnerable, and that was what he was right now.
He finally figured out what she was trying to tell him. She knew her time was up and all she could do was apologize for not being able to spend her life with him.
She was warning him. Her last words ringed in his head 'I'm sorry'. He couldn't believe that he let his wife die feeling that way; he wanted to die along side her so that they both of them could be happy.
There wasn't any happiness in this reality; just the cold sad truth that he was now alone.
"Byakuya-sama!" a small voice called out.
Byakuya slowly opened his eyes and blinked a couple of times to adjust his sight to the dark room he was in.
He noticed he was in his room and it was night-time. He was lying in his bed and right beside him was Hisana.
Byakuya just stared at her. 'Didn't she just pass?' he thought to himself.
She was just looking back at him, a confused look on her face.
"Hisana" he whispered as he pulled her in for a tight embrace. This took Hisana by surprise, he held her so firmly like she was about to be snatched from him.
He hugged her as tight as he could so he could know that she was real, right in front of him, not dead.
"B-Byakuya-sama" Hisana managed to get out after being almost crushed by his embrace.
He broke the embrace and took her face between his hands and brought his lips to hers. Again Hisana was surprised by this but took the kiss anyway.
After the kiss broke he caressed her face. He was so happy that she was here, alive and that she was healthy.
"Byakuya-sama what has gotten into you?" Hisana asked holding back her giggles.
"I had an awful dream" he responded.
"Yeah you were tossing and turning and calling out my name in your sleep" Hisana recalled.
She moved a hand to his face and caressed his cheek.
"You were crying" Hisana said wiping the wet drops from his face.
Byakuya placed his hand over hers and sighed. Once again he hugged her but this time it was gentle.
"What was your dream about?" Hisana asked.
"Hisana promise me something" Byakuya whispered to his wife.
"Anything" was her response.
"That you will wait for me…….that you wont leave me……that you will pass being happy" he said to her.
A confused Hisana replied "I promise".
He exhaled and broke the embrace.
"Hisana…….please…..don't leave me" he managed to choke out.
She had never seen him like this before. He seemed so vulnerable and in disarray. 'He must have had a powerful dream' Hisana thought to herself.
She squeezed his hand and responded with "Byakuya-sama I will never leave you….I will always be by your side, nothing will take me away from you".
"Hisana…….will you also….take care of your health" he added squeezing her hand back.
Hisana was confused at this as well but nodded anyway.
He didn't know why that dream seemed so real like it was actually happening. He couldn't help but think his dream was trying to tell him something or send him some sort of message.
Whatever the reason was for that dream it didn't matter now, all that mattered was that Hisana was alive and nothing would take her away from him.
*SIGH* that was really long to write but oddly not as long as some of my other chaps. Anywho I really wanted to get into the emotion of Byakuya and show how he was feeling I hope I did that well. Oh and sorry that there wasn't much dialogue and if Byakuya seemed OOC, it was kind of hard to make the affects of his dream on him. Credit for this chap goes to star-gazing-in-LA. Only 75 more to go!!