A/n: I'm back!
Chapter Five : Clearing it up
Byakuya stood still for a moment, then knocked on the door, looking it up and down with cautious eyes.
"Hello?" he called out, voice low, for however improbable his sense told him it was, the door looked like it could fall if someone breathed in it's direction, "Is anyone in there?"
He heard some shuffling, and the scraping sound of cheap slippers on bare wood followed, no tatami, then. Then a girl's voice answered in polite speech, Rukia voice, perhaps, "Who are you?"
It wasn't anything like Hisana's. His reasons for believing that this was actually Rukia that the address had led him to were fading, and to believe that this was all a prank he was played into by the cat-lady were strengthening. Not to mention that shady manuscript that lay now at his feet, neglected. But he reigned his temper, and forced the rational side of his brain to answer before he could get carried away by sheer annoyance, "Open the door, please,"
The voice gasped, mumbled a name, then retreated back into the house. Byakuya knocked loudly this time. "Open up!"
No sound was made or heard. It was all quiet. Against all his morals and principles, Byakuya put all his weight against the door and shoved, and the thing gave way. And then, he saw.
The same violet of Hisana's eyes, shining brightly in the dim room with only a window to let light in. The same face, now scrunched up in an expression of utter revolt; the same hands, now holding a dagger, ready to strike; the same arms, now shielding a small boy.
It was all the same, but so different…
End of five
To be continued
A/n: This one is short, but the next will be up sooner, so, wait for it!