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Word Count: 298
A Kiss for Shelter
Escort
The red head sighed, not for the first time.
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, "You need not take me the whole way. You can double back- take your time and he'll be none-the-wiser."
He snorted at this with a smirk, "Oh believe me, he'd know if I did." His inked brows fell low over his eyes as he muttered, "He'd string me up by the heels and leave me in the courtyard for the birds."
Instead of looking appalled by this comment as he had expected the woman gave a laugh, "Are you really so frightened of him?"
A sheepish expression turned into a look of chagrin as he slumped further, "Yeah. The guy can get pretty scary, ya know?"
"Aa," She breathed out, cradling her belly with one arm as her back began to ache, "He has his moments… But I suspect it is all born out of his protective nature."
Renji looked over at her then, studying her small form with curiosity now.
He hadn't gotten much of an explanation out of his captain. Byakuya had doled out orders and that was that.
But now seeing the woman who Byakuya had demanded he escort back to the Kuchiki clan home, Renji was riddled with musings.
Was she a visiting noble?
Or perhaps one of his own clan?
Both ideas seemed odd to him. Why would a guest of the house seek the captain out at squad headquarters? Furthermore while he didn't know the particulars about the clan, he knew they were all northern-born and she distinctly had the look of a southerner.
Frown furrowing his brow, he scratched at the back of his head, pausing in his idle stride.
"Hey, ugh… how is it you know the captain?"