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Lost Symphony

Naruto/Bleach Cross Over

Sakura Haruno and Byakuya Kuchiki

Chapter 3 – His Voice, Her Voice

Author's note : !I tried to ruin the serious moment if this chapter by putting hinds of rumor on it. lol XD

Character might appear OCC because of it.

Hope you like it

She can see him.

No, it's much worst – She can touch him.

The woman is still clutching the end of his hakama, as if it was her lifeline. Unconsciously he stares at her form for a second before crouching down; taking the hand out from his Hakama, scoops the woman up and carries her bridal style. She's not really his responsibility, but he did promise to the man's soul that he will see to it that she'll come home safe and he needed to fulfill it. Because Kuchiki's never break their promises. That was what his mind telling him. Now, he had doubts about it but, for now it's not important. He needs to find shelter; as the woman is bleeding and needed attention. Fast. He can't just treat her in an open space and the weather is quickly changing. He observed that the wind changes it direction, the clouds started to darken and the snow falls again. In the next hour or two, a snow storm is coming.

The next village is a day away from their location and he can't afford for her to die on him. He didn't know the reason why but, there's something in his mind that she needs to live. Grey eyes surveys the area and shunpo-ed away from the scene.

He found a small cave an hour and a half distance from their former location. He laid her down and notices her pale form. She's losing blood and he had to move. Taking off his scarf, he started to rip it to pieces.

Ginrei-sama will rip your head, Byakuya .Senbonzakura speaks for the first time.

He ignored it, and continues his actions. Right now, her survival is important. His grandfather will surely understand his actions if he explained it.

Yes, if you can explain that you use your family heirloom as a bandage for helping a human when clearly you shouldn't. Senbonzakura briefly wondered what is wrong with his master. Yes, he knew about the promise, but this is wrong. Maybe his silent treatment to him has gone to his master's head and he snap off? Nah, maybe not.

Byakuya shook his head and cut her vest then rips her shirt and saw the damage in her body. He ignored his Zanpakutō's whistle, the smooth pale skin and work diligently. Wiping off the blood in her stomach, he started to clean her wound. Once done, he wraps it up with the make-shift bandages, and then looks outside. He calculated the time for the storm to come, and he got a little of 15 minutes left. Standing up, he shrugs his haori off and puts it on her then leaves to gather some wood.

A little while later, after he gathered woods, she develops a fever. As he was creating fire, she started to whimper, her breathing became labored, and she started to talk – endlessly. Cursing – he raised his eyebrow at that – shouting someone's name or rather a man's name which is clearly not the man she was holding a while ago and for some time her voice will call another name softly. As she was speaking the name she keeps on raising her hands, reaching something in her sleep. After not finding something to reach she'll drop her hands and stop. He was curious as to what the woman see in her sleep. The fever must have been giving her nightmares; yet, something in her voice tells him that he was wrong.

As the woman suffers – in Senbonzakura's words – he sighs and walk towards the woman's shivering form. He may never admit it to anyone – "I know" Senbonzakura exclaimed – he's worried about her. Crouching down, he sets his palm on her forehead to check her temperature.

She is hot.

Naturally, she had a fever.

That's not what I meant.

What are you talking about? He asked.

You're a genius right? Figure it out yourself.

Raising his hands away from her forehead, he ponders at what Senbonzakura meant. When the answer registered in his mind, he scoffs at his Zanpakutō's idea. Ridiculous. He wondered why he said that. It seems Senbonzakura will not answer him, so stood up and move towards the wall and sat. He looks at his patient, exhales and closes his eyes. He had done everything he could to save her. It's now up to her.

Now, he waits.

Shit. It hurts. My whole body is ach – wait, aching? She's dead right. Right? Not waiting for answer from her obviously still sleep Inner, Sakura snaps her eyes open. Adjusting to the light, she groaned loudly. She raises her hands to protect her eyes then she felt it – that eerie presence again. It seems whoever had that presence save her. "Feeling better?" a voice cuts her thoughts. That voice. I think I heard it before. Now, if she only remember when and who's voice was that. When a hand touches her wrist, she almost yelp, it's warm. So warm, she wanted to hug it. Drawing her hand down, she saw her savior's face. One word registered in her mind and Inner suddenly woke up.

Handsome!

She groaned at her Inner's shout. Well, she can't blame her Inner, the guy was handsome. Grey slate eyes that compliments his long black hair, lips that she is sure to be sof—Wait, a minute. Narrowing her eyes, she glared at the stranger. Though it appears he had saved her life, doesn't mean he can be trusted. She snatches her hand from his hold and almost groan out loud as the cold bites her skin. "No need to be hostile." His voice though it held authority, was warm. "Who are you?" her voice sounded weird and she was surprise that she just ask that. She was supposed to ask something else. Not that. Frown marred her face, she was about to ask again but stop when Inner spoke.

"Too late, Sister… Just hope he won't notice the desperation on your voice."

She visibly flinched at that. Furrowing her eyebrows together, she cautiously looks at the stranger's face for an answer. Sensing her dilemma, he answered honestly "Byakuya, Kuchiki Byakuya."

"Why?" she asked softly.

"I made a promise to a man." He replied. Immediately, a black haired man with azure colored eyes came to her mind. Kaitou. A single tear left her eye, and then a hand shots through her face and wipe the single tear. "He wanted you to be safe." He continued as he stares at her. The way his eyes would look at her, makes her shivered. But she can't do that, so instead she just stares back, not looking straight to his eyes but focusing on the way light would flicker on his black hair or the way his hair flows stunningly.

It seems like eons have passed before Byakuya, remove his hand from her face and look away. He stood up and move away from her. Can't stand the silence she asks "How long?" "3 days" She tried to sit but her stomach hurt so badly. Holding her stomach she notice the bandages hugging her form, looking at Byakuya, he simply nods. "I can't take you to the nearest village as you are losing your blood. I took you here and treat you, though I am no best at these kind of work, I did my best to stop your bleeding wound." He stops then look outside "The storm had passed if you can travel now, I can take you to the village for more medical attention. It is just a day away." She thought about it. "No, all I need is to restore my chakra and then I can heal myself. I am a medic."

"Very well."

And that's the last time they spoke to each other. Well, not literally.

She was hungry, thirsty too and she now notices that she is naked. Her top only, by the way. The ground is rough and hard it makes her back shout for pain. She just sighs, trying to ignore her hungry tummy, dry throat and aching back, she looks at Byakuya –he's a strange man. She can't feel his chakra, not that she's bragging or anything but she's good at sensing Chakra. If he was cloaking it, he was really good. But the eerie presence that she can always feel around him told her that she's wrong. All living things, even some non-living ones have chakra, but clearly, he doesn't have a tiny bit of it. Trying to sit, she grips the haori right in front of her to prevent from falling – as she was naked – and successfully sit up. She was about to speak when her stomach growls. Shyly, she looks down to conceal the blush tainting her face. She can't look.

Suddenly, a strange looking treat was shove on to her, not having much choice she look at Byakuya and raises her eyebrow, clearly asking. "It's all that I have in me. I can't leave you alone, so I never had a chance to gather food." He shoved it to her again, and nods at her. She hesitantly, reach for it, and take one. The brown colored treat that was shape as a – Well, what shape was this? – She stares at it.

Tree?Nope. Inner answered.

Ah, a flower. It has hands and feet, Outer. I don't think that's a flower.

Not that it matters, I'm hungry.Then she took a bite at the strange looking treat and hope it will not taste strange. Well, it tastes quite good. Nibbling on it, she looks at Byakuya, who seemed fascinated by her actions a while ago. A small smile was plastered on his face. "Wakame." "Hm?" Did she hear him right? Seaweed? But it doesn't taste like seaweed. "Wakame Ambassador." He speaks again. "Huh?" Clearly not understanding what he said. "That treat is a Wakame Ambassador shape."

Ah, so he just answered her question on what shape it was. Wait. Wakame Ambassador? Seaweed Ambassador? She chuckled at the thought. What kind of treat was that then? She laughs. Surprisingly, it wasn't hard to laugh. Her whole squad was killed and she can laugh right after it. Tears forms in her eyes, the treat lays forgotten on the ground as she cry. Hugging her knees, she cried silently. Byakuya's eyes soften and gently pat her head, comforting her. "Why?" He raises his eyebrow but he didn't speak. "Why did I become a Shinobi in the first place?" Shrugging, Byakuya replied "Why are you asking me? I wasn't even born here."

She can't help it. She just laughed then cried and now, she wanted to laugh again. He was really a strange man. Can't contain it anymore, she laughs again. He looks at her as if she finally lost it. She was crying a while ago and now laughing. But he smiled. Her laughter is beautiful, for a second, he thought he saw Hisana.

He shake his head.

She's not Hisana

Senbonzakura replied "Of course she's not Hisana, she has pink hair and green eyes. Hisana has black hair and purple eyes. Idiot."

On the next Chapter

Chapter 4: Shinobi and Shinagami

"Now, you're speaking like Neji." She said in a – a matter-of-fact-tone. He scowls. "Stop comparing me to humans that I haven't met and won't even dream of meeting them."

"Now, you're like Sasuke. A Bastard. "

Wait, did he say something wrong?

For her, you did.

For those who didn't know Wakame Ambassador – search it in google 'coz I can't explain it in words how to describe it. LOL XD. No, I'm serious I can't explain it.

Byakuya and Senbonzakura might be OCC, so forgive me.

It was rather short because I'm planning for the next chapter to be quite long.

About Byakuya's Scarf according to Bleach wiki, it was actually as Senbonzakura said – a family heirloom. It was passed down from generation to generation and was given to each Kuchiki family head and said that it can buy 10 mansions in that scarf alone.

Well, that's all for now.

Read and review. No flames please. See you all in the next chapter!

Next update: Most likely next week, as I was still writing Like a Wind's chapters. Thanks. I'll update as soon as I can.