A/N: What a fast update from Deadly... Impossible D: haha well yes a fast update. Here ya go :D By the way... Reviews put me in my happy place :D I don't know how Byakuya puts up with Miyako haha
Disclaimer: I am not the god who owns Bleach, sorry to disappoint but this plot... all mine :3
I followed him like a little puppy through the maze of the Seretei. He had dropped his paperwork at the front of the Division's headquarters and kept moving. I wasn't one for directions but I had a strong feeling that we were not heading towards his home.
"Don't you have more, I don't know captainy things to do?" I refused to ask where we were heading. My pride had taken too many hits today. All of which were probably my fault.
"Yes."
"Then why aren't you doing them?" I asked looking up at him with big eyes. That was oddly forth coming.
He stopped suddenly causing me to skid to a halt. I never knew how fast we were moving until he stopped. "I am stuck babysitting an overgrown child."
"And the hits keep on coming." I comment rocking back onto my heels. "Seriously you could have let me go with Renji and the others I swear I would have played nice. Don't want to be dragging down your style." I grinned my most innocent looking smile.
"I think it is unnecessary to say that you will not be left with Renji again. At least not outside of my hearing range."
I frown rocking back and forth. I had too much energy pent up. The fight with Renji only seemed to make my restlessness worst. I wanted bloodied fists and broken bones now. The high amount of power floating around the Seretei only seemed to make it worse. "Why'd we stop?"
"Your utter lack of observational skills is appalling."
I opened my mouth for a no doubt genius reply but then shut it as I looked around. We were in the shopping district! My mouth opened once again in an utmost appreciative drool. This was almost as good as being a soul reaper for the day. I now began to bounce up and down out of excitement. We had stopped directly in front of a soul reaper uniform shop.
I looked at all the black and white uniforms hanging in the window all similar but with slight differences. "This is amazing," I shouted walking closer to the window and then I frowned as a thought hit me with the weight of a thousand cherry blossom trees... or something. "Shit I left all of my money in my backpack at the manor. I will just flash step and be back really really quick. Okay? Okay. Now which way is the manor again?" I looked around at all the different clothing shops for a big arrow that said this way. There was none.
"Do not be ridiculous. Go in there and purchase what you need." Byakuya Kuchiki taking me shopping, well this right here had some real possibilities.
I pause in my jumping with a frown. "Well, I guess I will just pay you back when we arrive at the manor." I hadn't exactly incorporated this into my budget... But it was so worth it.
"You will do no such thing."
No questions asked sort of statement. I leveled him with an icy stare. "I will do as I so please Captain Kuchiki." I didn't mind him paying for it now, but I would be paying him back. It wasn't like I came from a poor upbringing. The same pride that made Kuchiki insist on paying ran in my bloodlines as well.
Byakuya looked at me for a long second. "This is not up for discussion Miyako." He walked into the store letting my outraged self trail on after him. Damn nobles and their oh so noble way. We would see what was and was not up for discussion.
I stomped up the steps and my anger was forgotten as I saw all the outfits that lined the walls. I darted around the different racks as fast I could. I noticed the two women who worked here looking quickly between Byakuya and myself. There was curiosity in their eyes and gossip just on the tips of their tongues. "Okay, I guess I can forgive you for manhandling me Byakuya," I said with a grin.
He glanced at me sharply when I said his name his eyes blank before he realized what I just said. He was not pleased. When he opened his mouth to talk it wasn't directed at me but the store attendants. "Get the young lady anything she requests as well as taking her measurements. I want everything shipped to my manor before seven tomorrow morning and not a minute later. I will be outside." He just placeed an obscene amount of money on the counter and walked out.
We all stared at his retreating figure.
"You don't have to treat me special. I am just a lowly call girl he has decided to pay attention to for the week. He has to get his rocks off someway you know what I mean? I can hook you girls up with my agency if you would like..." They had scurried off disappearing to their respective stations.
Why did people always walk away?
I lost myself in clothing. Rifling through a little bit of everything as the girls went about taking my measurements to perfection. There was no messing up when it came to the Kuchiki family that was for sure. They still didn't know what to make of my latest outburst. With my current get up it was certainly a possibility. It took a lot longer than I though, there were just so many options... When I finally came to a decision I still felt uncertain but firm. Apparently Byakua's money more than covered everything as well as the speedy delivery.
I walked outside to find him standing there completely still even though it had been well over an hour. "Are you done with this establishment?"
"Yeah," I said with a mischievous smirk.
He glanced at mouth for a moment before giving me a very apathetic look that just held the meaning of all things apathetic. "Do you wish to go to anymore establishments?"
Color me surprised. "I don't need anything else," I stated confused. He stood there waiting for my answer. Apparently he was letting this shopping excursion go beyond necessities. "Nope," I said popping the p.
"Are you certain? I have heard the place down the street has lovely conservative nightwear." The emphasis on conservative had me scowling.
"Oh f-" I paused when I saw a slight smile curve one side of his face. I blinked at him a couple time. Was he joking? Doubted it. "Whatever," I muttered.
Who was I to turn down the opportunity to shop? Joke or not... which it probably wasn't. Walking down the street to this shop. Upon arrival I realized he was right there were conservative things but that was only about two thirds of the store. The rest was just the right amount of skimpy. I walked out quite happy, with him none the wiser.
"You are so easy to please," he commented, appearing astonished, as we were close to the manor. I had been humming to myself with a skip in my step.
"Not use to that huh? I am not filled with the complexities of the noble gals you are surrounded with," I was lightly teasing. Well that was a complete lie. Didn't get more complex than my life, sure didn't.
He didn't dare respond to that.
Byakuya deposited me neatly in my room with warning of behavior. I would be retrieved when dinner was served. Until then it was another night of solitude. I sat on the bed staring into my mirror uneasily. In the end I decided to put it back in my bag. Suzu would either laugh at me or make that look of disappoint she exceeded at so well.
I stood up stripping and climbing into the shower. I had worked up a sweat earlier today and the smell of good dirty fighting was starting to bother me. Standing still under the scalding hot spray of the water I allowed myself to feel some sadness over my predicament. Here with the water masking the tears of my own disappointment and frustration I could be myself. The longer I stayed here the higher my chances of being trapped for an eternity. Nothing but tutors and books. Watching my sister wither away before my eyes. Maybe she would get strong enough to withstand her own power, maybe she would be eaten alive by it. It was unbearable all of it. I didn't want tutors or books to teach me but experiences. I didn't want to watch the life get sucked away from my sister but see what it was like to live, not be trapped forever watching a world I could never be apart of.
With a few undignified sniffles I forced myself to stop. This was unacceptable, that is what it was. When had crying gotten my anywhere? I had done a lot of this locked up in my bedroom. You got the cards you were dealt etc. People would kill to be in my shoes. I had power and unlimited resources. Besides the milk hadn't even been spilled yet. Yes, Father would probably find me. Had he though? Not yet. Might as well enjoy this, maybe if I get lucky I can convince Byakuya to let me go on my oh so merry way. I could see myself annoying him into kicking me out of the house.
Despite my inner pep talk my skin was ashen and my eyes were a red puffy mess. I sighed combing my hair back. I pulled on my newest set of pajamas. That did cause me to smirk in satisfaction. See what happens when you tried to tell me what to do?
I sat on the edge of the bed once again evilly smirking and swung my legs to and fro. My smirk faded as boredom over came me. Well, there was absolutely nothing to do here.
I got up and promptly exited the room.
I didn't want to sit down in that damn room and was going to tell him such. Stomping down the hallway to the very end took a lot longer than I ever imagined it would. Eventually I slowed down to a normal walk. On a whim I pulled on a random door only to find it was locked. I continued to do this as I went down the hall finding either the doors were locked or that it was just an empty bedroom much like the one I was staying in.
Finally by the will of some god that decided to pity me I reached the end of the long hallway of the many doors. Seriously how did he make the trip back here every day? I would lose my mind. At some point I actually thought I was just walking in one big circle made to fuck with my mind. It turns out it was not a circle just one very long hallway with many, many doors.
His door was open a crack. Out of curiosity I slid up to it making sure to mask my riatsu. I peeked around the door. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dimness of his room but when I did, all I could do was a double take.
I mean come on how lucky am I?
He was sitting on the edge of his huge king sized poster bed combing through his hair slowly. Apparently he had taken a shower as well, although he had dried himself much better than I had. My hair was still dripping wet creating a small puddle by my feet on the floor. He was only wearing a hakama. His captain's uniform was folded in a neat pile beside him, his kenseikan sitting neatly on top of the pile.
I couldn't help but stare at the large expanse of his chest. I don't know when he had the time to do it but he trained often and hard. It was clear from the hard well muscled plains of his body. I watch as one of the few water drops that clung went down his chest and over the six pack. A single slim finger stopped it from going any further. I felt like I suddenly couldn't breathe watching his hand just being held there right above his waistline.
"Miyako, what are you doing?"
And of course he knew I was there.
"I was bored," I say the words in a quiet squeaky voice that just wasn't me. My face was twenty different shades of red and I wanted to melt into the floor.
"You were bored?" he questions, his head to the side trying to see me through the crack in the door. He sounded annoyed. I would be annoyed in his position too. I was completely invading his privacy. "And you find that watching people in a state of undress alleviates your boredom?" His tone was dyer than a desert.
I used the door like a shield. "How was I suppose to know you were in a state of undress?" I demanded. It wasn't like he was completely undressed or anything. It wasn't like I had seen anything provocative! I had no reason to feel so ashamed right now, like I had walked in on something private.
"Shut the door and wait outside Miyako while I get dressed. Afterward we will find a better more productive way to alleviate your boredom."
He was making me feel like a pervert. I had been standing there for less than a minute. Come on. I stood outside his door moping up a storm. When he walked outside he was perfectly dressed in his black and white captains uniform. The kenseikan were in place like they had never left to begin with. Was his hair even wet? I found I preferred the long silky wave when they were without the hair pieces. I didn't dare voice this out loud.
The moment was ruined by the scowl on his face. "What do you think you are doing wearing that outside of your room?"
Okay so now that I was in the present maybe wearing a tiny pair of frilly boy shorts and a silky black top hadn't been the best of ideas. He met my eyes not daring to look anywhere else. I frowned and placed my hands on my hips. "I thought you preferred nightwear from that place I am just accommodating you."
"Do not be a child Miyako. What ideas do you think people would form if they saw you here wearing those... undergarments?"
"People actually come here?" I said doubtfully. "What are you worried about? What they would think, really? And these are pajamas not undergarment."
"Yes people come here," he answered like I was dense and ignored all of the rest.
Oh, I got it. It all snapped into place. "Women actually come here to your room?"
He looked confused too now. "Of course, although not specifically too my living quarters. Captain Unohana, Soi Fon, as well as numerous vice captains have visited me on many occasions.
I gaped wordlessly at him. Not always in his living quarters? Where in all the spare bedrooms I passed? Is that what there are really for? "You have sex with all of them?" I managed to finally spit out. My eyes were as wide as saucers and my face a deep permanent red.
He gaped back at me, and at another time I would have definitely taken a picture. I was too shocked to do anything but stare at him in this moment. "You think-?" He stopped and began to rearrange his thoughts. "They come here on official business, what in the world do you think I am running some kind of harem?"
"Well I didn't until now," I snap. Disgust dripped from his words as he continued to regard me like I was the smallest, stupidest girl in the world. "It is not my fault, you worded it weirdly." I felt like a full blown pervert now. What was wrong with me? Like the head of the Kuchiki family would risk that kind of reputation.
He just shook his head at me. "Change out of that outfit. This is how rumors start."
"What that you slept with me? Am I that below you. Get over yourself you aren't even my type, I like guys that aren't assholes or afraid of intimacy." I turned briskly on my heels.
"I like women not children Miyako, no need to give people the wrong impression."
I huffed unable to stop myself from turning back towards him. "Believe me the only impression you are giving anyone is that you are cold asshole who desperately needs to get laid. Everyone only knows its been a while!" I continued stomping off down the hall while breathing heavily, not feeling even a little proud of whatever had just happened in front of his room.
And yet I wanted it to happen all over again.
Something had to be wrong with me.
