Alright here's the next chapter I hope you guys like it. Oh and just some random piece of info, I am really excited to go back to school (weird I know) only because I am going to a new school and I think I will have lots of fun there :D
Dear Byakuya-sama,
Forgive me for leaving without telling you personally but I have went to Rukongai to search for Rukia, hopefully my efforts will be rewarded today. I will be back before it gets dark so there is no need to worry.
Your loving wife, Hisana.
He read the letter carefully, analyzing each of her small yet elegant words making sure he didn't miss anything. Sighing softly he folded the paper along the creases that were already made by his wife's delicate hands and set it on his desk. His eyes wandered around the room until they locked on the window. He stared at the sky which was still light but sunset was approaching soon.
She probably wouldst be back for about another half hour. He began to undo the kenseikan that was woven into his hair. He preferred his wife to do this for him, it was more soothing and undisturbed when she preformed this act. Still he couldn't help but worry a little, it wasn't that he didn't trust her it was just that she had her fair share of dangerous encounters in the past and he was lucky to get there on time.
What would he do if something happened to her? If those eyes were closed for good, if those small hands never touched him again, if her words didn't leave her mouth, if that heart stopped beating...
He quickly shook himself of these thoughts, she would be okay because she was a strong woman even though her body was frail her mind was very tough.
He told himself that whatever happened she would be okay, she had to be. He couldn't rush over to Rukongai every time she went off on her own.
Still, maybe it was his protective instincts, he was very protective of his wife, he always made sure she had the best and nothing less because she deserved everything that he could give.
He went to the small table and began to pour tea into two cups. He put them both on the table and sat down waiting for her to return. He sipped his tea quietly, letting the serene sound of silence fill the room and his ears.
He waited patiently, every few seconds looking out the window to see if any time had passed which it didn't. The sky was still blue, the birds still humming there soulful tune and the koi still swimming away in the pond not quite ready to relax yet.
Why was everything going by so painfully slow? Why was time torturing him? He only desired to be with his wife this evening and yet that simple request was taking an immense amount of time to be fulfilled.
He closed his eyes and sat completely still. Patience was a virtue, but that didn't mean it was going to be easy.
The tea was getting cold and so was his expression. Usually the warmth that radiated from his wife could melt away any sour expression that clung to his face but now he couldn't help it.
He wondered if this was how she felt when she had to wait from him to return from his duties. It probably was and he should probably make an effort to return home a little sooner.
He absentmindedly drummed his fingers across the table while letting his mind take him wherever it wanted to. His eyes crossed the room and still managed to find themselves glued to the scenery that laid outside the window. Just the previous night they had both enjoyed a tranquil walk in the garden, the comfortable silence between them was something that he now yearned for. He then began to reminisce about that wondrous night.
"I really do enjoy the garden at night, it is very beautiful' Hisana said as she sat on a small bench that was surrounded by many different flower beds.
'Indeed it is' he agreed as he sat next to his wife who was dreamily gazing up at the starts that lit up the night sky as well as the garden before them.
'It is amazing that the moon shines so bright even when the darkness of the night surrounds it' she whispered as she held up her hand to the moon as if she could touch it, capture it in her hands and make it hers.
'Hisana, why do you enjoy the moon so much?' he asked as he eyed her curiously.
'The moon is very beautiful...especially in Rukongai, when you are laying out in the middle of a field and the moon Is the only thing shining you cant help but fall in love with it' she explained while slowly retracting her hand and resting it on her lap.
He stared at his wife as he took in her words. He then looked up at the moon himself, it was shining bright on the two of them, blessing them perhaps.
'Still I felt guilty, all alone in Rukongai having such a amazing sight all to myself' she continued while shifting her body so her head was resting comfortably on her husbands shoulder.
'It is not a crime to enjoy the sight of the moon alone' he replied as he began to gently stroke her smooth dark hair.
'Yes I know' she responded as she stifled a yawn. She gently wrapped her arms around her husbands waist.
'Still, such a sight would be even more beautiful with someone to share it with' he said softly while placing a small kiss on her hair.
'yes it most definitely is, how selfish of us to claim the moon ours' she chuckled softly.
'Not so selfish, they still have the stars' he murmured as his hand moved from her hair to rub her shoulder.
'The stars are not as beautiful as the moon' Hisana spoke as her eyes closed and she cuddled closer to her husband.
'Really?' he asked as he looked up at the millions of glowing dots littering the nighttime sky.
She nodded, ' All the stars radiate with its own individual light, and when they come together I do believe they rival the moon' he explained.
'Well when you put it that way...' she dreamily whispered before raising her head, her eyes still closed and placing a chaste kiss upon his cheek.
He smiled lightly as she rested her head on his shoulder once more and he watched her slowly fall into a deep slumber, her breathing invading her husbands senses and making him feel tired as well.
If he could he would make the moon, stars and the sun all hers. She was his world and he would do everything in his power to make her happy.
He awoke from his daydream as he then noticed it was indeed sunset. He looked back at the cup of tea in front of him which had gone cold. He sighed once again, the wait was almost unbearable. He wanted her near, he wanted her with him today, to talk to her, hear that voice that rang like bells, and smell her intoxicating smell.
Soon enough he saw the shoji door slide open and to his disbelief he saw his wife enter the room. He thought that time would make him wait much longer for his beloved to show.
She gracefully crossed the room with a small smile on her lips but her face was stained with a melancholic look.
He raised himself from the table and quickly walked over to his wife who was walking at an oddly slow pace. Her face was pale, and her smile had fallen from her lips.
He stopped in front of her, a worried look crossing his face. He took hold of her small cold hand and pressed his lips against it. "Byakuya-sama" she whispered sweetly before he tangled his hand with hers and looked her in her eyes.
"Hisana, how are you feeling?" he asked in a serious tone his eyes deep with concern.
"Just a little tired" she replied as a smile returned to her pale lips. He raised his free hand to her forehead and left it there for a few moments. She seemed to have a slight fever.
"Come" he commanded quietly as he led her over to the futon. With his help she sat down, her body swayed from side to side as if she was dizzy.
He removed the haori from her body and laid her down on the futon. Her breathing was shallow and sweat began to trickle from her forehead.
He left to the washroom and quickly got a cloth and soaked it in water. He hated seeing his wife so ill, It made him regret not going to get her from Rukongai.
He returned to his wife and gently began to dab her forehead with the cloth before pressing it against her forehead.
"I will summon the doctor" he told her. "Byakuya-sama" she called to him before he could leave her side.
"What do you need?" he asked while moving some strands of hair from her face.
"There is no need for a doctor, I am just tired that's all" she assured him as she forced a smile.
"Nonsense Hisana you are ill" he replied as he examined her with uneasy eyes.
"No, I am just exhausted from my trip...it was a very tough trip" she insisted as she moved her hand up to capture his that rested on her forehead.
"Hisana, it is your trips that are making you unwell" he told her. Hisana's face dropped and a tense feeling filled the room.
"So what are you saying? That I shouldn't look for Rukia?" Hisana asked her voice a little hoarse.
"No...its just dangerous for your health" he explained to her as a sigh escaped his lips.
"But I must go, I have to search for her" Hisana begged as she moved her hand from his and he moved his hand from her forehead. He wearily ran his hand through his hair before closing his eyes for a few seconds.
"Then allow me to search instead" he finally said after a few moments of silence. Hisana looked at him in shock as he spoke. "I can't, you are tired when you get home from your work, you will be too worn to make such a trip" she protested.
"Hisana, I would rather be tired then you become sick" he said quietly as he began to stroke her cheek with his thumb.
"Byakuya-sama..." was the only thing that she could say. "You will stay in bed until you are well enough to accompany me" he instructed.
He began to pull the covers over her and tuck her into the bed while she stayed silent, just watching her husband. He was doing so much for her and yet all she did was stay in bed because of her health.
"Thank you Byakuya-sama" she whispered as he blew out the candle that lit up the room that was now filled with a peaceful feeling.
"Do not thank me Hisana, I wish to do this" he replied. He sweetly kissed her lips, he lingered there for a few moments, wanting to savor the feel of her lips against his.
He eased his kiss and let his wife get her rest. To think that just the night before everything was perfect, it seemed as though not the moon nor the stars could keep her to this earth, which meant that he would have to, and that was something he intended to do for the rest of his life.
I hope you liked it. Well I got the inspiration for this chapter while listening to waiting for tonight by ...I don't know how that happened but it just did :D, only 51 more to go!
