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Chabudai - A short-legged table used in Japanese homes.
Zabuton - cushion used for sitting.
CHAPTER 4
"That boy, I performed a konso on his soul."
That phrase echoed in Hisana's ears. She stood in front of her husband, frozen on the spot.
There was a stiff silence between husband and wife, and finally Hisana spoke.
"Byakuya…" she began. "How? How is it that you know this boy?"
Her husband turned away and looked towards the paper screen doors. He knew that after confessing, Hisana would in turn ask more questions. "Tell her everything." said Senbonzakura inside his mind. "She deserves to know and you, should help the boy."
Byakuya grasped the hilt of Senbonzakura, and silently agreed. Turning back towards Hisana, he takes a step and gestures her to sit by the chabudai in the corner.
"Sit." Byakuya says. "The story is quite long. So make yourself comfortable."
Hisana nods and makes her way towards the chabudai and sit on top of a zabuton. She doesn't hesitate to ask her husband once more, "Byakuya. I'll ask you again. How is it that you know this boy?"
Byakuya closes his eyes, and immediately he transported back to that day from 5 years ago. The sight of mother and son embracing each other, and weeping over the boy's sudden death played in his mind. He had sent thousands and thousand of souls to Soul Society. However, performing a konso on the boy with white hair was by far the saddest. He was much too young to have passed.
Opening his eyes again, Byakuya began to tell the tale of the boy with white hair, and turquoise eyes.
"Not too long ago, I was given an assignment to watch over a small village in The World Of The Living. At the time, I did not think much of anything.
Hisana nods and says, "Is this where the boy lived?"
Byakuya replies, "Yes. The village where I kept watch was the place where he was born. Also the place where he endured the most horrific tragedy." Simply speaking about it made Byakuya feel uneasy, and quite sad. A boy that young should have lived a long life back on Earth.
Noticing her husband's change in expression, Hisana wonder what tragedy could've shocked him. "Byakuya." she said while gently placing her hand on top of his own. "Byakuya. What tragedy befell on the poor boy?"
Though he did not wish to say, Byakuya slowly told the tale of tragedy. He described how the villagers were prejudiced against him for his strange appearance. Byakuya also went into detail how some of the village boys drowned the white-haired boy into the river. With that, the tragic tale had ended.
Hisana gasped and covered her gaping mouth both hands. How could humans be so cruel to someone who simply looks different?
A look of horror displayed all across Hisana's face. The Lady wanted to speak, but could not form any words. After some time, she finally spoke. "And then? What did you do, Byakuya?"
"I asked what was his name, and explained that he would going to the Soul Society."
"What was the boy's name?"
"The boy's name is Toshiro. Toshiro Hitsugaya."
Author's Note: Hi everyone! Hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 4 to Searching For the Answer. It took awhile to update because lately work has been occupying a lot of my time. I work 5 days a week totaling to at least 40+ hours per week. At my job, I'm at the computer all day unfortunately, and by the end of the day, I don't even want to even touch my laptop at home. So, updates will be sporadic.
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~foreveradisneygirl