Epilogue
(Two years have passed since that faithful day at the Love Hotel…)
Kuchiki Hisana sat up against some mounted pillows on her bed, her eyes and attention drowsily fixated on the paperback novel she lightly held between her fingers. There was a soft amber glow cast upon the pages of that novel and the walls as well seemed to echo with the meek liquid like shade. The modest bedside lamp was her only company tonight and its effulgence was perhaps the most welcoming thing in this time of loneliness...
A soft gasp escaped the small framed woman's lips then as a rather unorthodox situation was played out before her in words. She pressed her fingers against her lips to stifle a bell like giggle before contentedly sighing and closing the book. Her eyes were weary from their reading exercises and there was an almost heavy softness dampening her lids. Sleep was nearing in on her and she tiredly yawned as she rested down the book upon her bedside.
"Tomorrow night…I'll continue…" she sleepily whispered to herself.
She glanced at the time on the wall before switching off the light. It was half past ten and sleep usually claimed her around then. She groggily racked her head next to ensure that she had remembered to close all the doors and windows and on remembering she had done so she snuggled even deeper into her sheets. A small smile also graced her lips as she absently nodded when she recalled that she had fed their dog, lulu-chan. He was asleep by now as well.
"All's well…" she tranquilly mumbled as she finally sunk into the all too pleasing warmth and comfort of her pillows and sheets. "I remembered everything…to-tonight…" She finally drifted off upon that final sentence as it slipped from between her lips.
Today had been severely hectic at the library where she had taken up occupation. Her marriage to Kuchiki Byakuya forbade her from working at the same office with him so she had been left with no other option than to seek employment elsewhere. Byakuya had wanted to make special allowance but she had stopped him. She would adhere to company regulation even if her husband were its owner. She did not wish that he go out of his way to just cater for their needs and wants. And she preferred that arrangement anyway for she would be afforded the opportunity to miss his presence and then lovingly cling to him between their sheets when the nights reunited them once more.
Their reunions were always such blissful things…
He had always reached out for her and she had never declined his advances. They spent tireless days apart from each other; they deserved their midnight requiems for both physical intimacy and conversational bonding. However during the days and nights that Byakuya's presence did not grace their home, she would of course submerge herself in the late night shows and dramas; they were entertaining enough for passing time and allowing some of the loneliness to gently subside.
She had vowed to remain awake tonight so as to get a glimpse of that documentary they would have been showing later on television. It seemed she had outdone herself however with all the hassle finally taking a toll on her weary limbs; the gods had not desired she remain awake that night.
Her body needed rest anyway and her doctor would agree with that too…
ooooOOOoooo
(Later that night)
Hisana was dreaming, she was certain of it. It smelt like him, it almost eerily felt like him… but how could it be him? He was not supposed to return until the following week.
Ah, but had he finally come home to her? Was this really him? Had her longing been so intense that she was dreaming that those coarse fingers were gently stroking her hair?
"B-Byakuya…?" she uncertainly murmured through the fog of sleepiness that was still resting upon her. She slowly blinked through the drowsiness until the darkness around her became sharper, more definite. The cloud of lethargy sweetly dissipated…
No, she had not been dreaming, those fingers were actually raking through her ebony locks. A meek smile graced her lips and she closed her eyes once more as she sunk into the feel of those caresses. She had missed that glorious touch, that masculine scent, that solid person… she had missed their nightly conversations, their silly board game crazes and their fond exchanges of experiences… Oh she had missed him so much...
"Welcome home…" she softly murmured after a while.
"Oh…?"
Hisana opened her eyes to glance his darkened silhouette outlined above her. Her eyes adjusted to the drunken darkness and she could see the soft, moist folds of his hair as they fell upon his shoulders.
"What are you oh'ing about?" she fondly mumbled as she raised her hand up to cup his cheek.
He lazily quirked an eyebrow before closing his eyes and continuing his caresses, "I've never been greeted before." He peacefully murmured.
"Yes you have, I just greeted you." Hisana smilingly returned. She rested her head on his lap then and felt the soft material of his attire against her.
He was in a bathrobe… that meant he had been home a while now for she could smell the lingering fragrance of bath oils and scents emanating from his skin.
"How long have you been home?" she softly asked as she played with the material of his clothes.
She felt a lingering kiss upon her forehead and revelled in the scent of his moist hair as it pleasurably cascaded upon her face. "A while…" he murmured.
"You should have awoken me; I would have prepared something for you to eat."
Byakuya smiled at her through the darkness before finally lying down beside her and pulling her closer into his warm embrace.
"I am hungry for nothing but you…" he deeply whispered.
Hisana smoothly stroked his arm and lightly chuckled at his words as a blush painted her cheeks. "You cannot survive upon me alone; I'm afraid that I'm not blessed with the power to nourish as does food."
"Two weeks… two weeks I have been gone and you cast away my hunger for you… you are a heartless woman Hisana." He thickly whispered as he began to sensually kiss the skin behind her ear.
"I am no such thing… I did miss you too…" she whispered as she pressed her lips upon his chin, his own kisses awakening a deep yearning within her soul.
"Prove it…" he deeply muttered.
The small woman smiled and shyly began to fumble with the belt upon his bathrobe. "You have no reason to doubt my words…" she whispered as she felt his fingers slowly and caressingly beginning to inch upon her thighs as his hands played with the hem of her night gown.
"I have been all alone for two weeks; without wife and without comfort. Those business men are lethal in their pursuits and I have had enough of their clipped talk. I am eager to hold my wife and hear the sound of her voice… Am I alone in my sentiments?" He raggedly asked as he slowly undid the small bow upon her night gown.
Hisana felt a pleasured moan escape her lips then as her husband began to part her fragile fabrics and drink from what she offered… "No Byakuya…" she softly whimpered as his fingers and lips teased and lingered, "You are not alone my love…"
Not long after there was the soft rustle of cloth as garments were shed and carelessly discarded upon the floor. The darkness was broken with the passionate and breathless moans of lovers as they sought refuge and solace in the arms of the other… the night was still young in their eyes…
Hisana instinctively allowed herself to be moulded by her husband's solid frame and she drunkenly succumbed to his love making as he sweetly embraced her in his heated touch…
His lips seared her skin, his hands delved her most intimate secrets and she tipsily but lovingly returned his passionate caresses as their desire for the other increased. It was not long before she could feel her husband's hands upon her thighs and the gentle movement of his knees as he began parting her legs…
"Bya-Byakuya…" the young woman breathlessly whimpered as she mindlessly clutched at the soft, snowy sheets beneath her fragile frame. She could feel the pain that coursed through her body, but slowly, slowly it began to distantly linger in her consciousness. She could hear the breathless pants of the man above her and she tightly wound her fingers into his hair then as he pressed his face against her neck.
"H-Hisana…" he thickly whispered as he began to move against her. She gripped his thick hair even tighter between her small digits and allowed a passionate moan to escape her lips when the fervour began to ensnare her senses. "B-Byakuya…" she breathlessly gasped then as the rocking increased and the small creaking sound of the bed began to intensify. "Byakuya!" she passionately whimpered when his hands firmly gripped her hips to steady her. She could feel the thick brush of his tresses as he moved atop her and she could hear his fervent moans as he too fell into the throbbing, sensual passion that had engulfed them.
They had been separated for an honest length of time and as such they were both eagerly and sensually reacquainting themselves with what they had not been familiar with for the past two weeks; the knowledge that the other was there… They needed to touch, and they needed to feel… they had missed that previous omniscient comfort.
"Am I-?" he raggedly grunted as he pressed his lips onto her neck.
"N-no" she whimpered with partially closed eyes, her feet unconsciously winding themselves around her husband's waist. "No-no…" she breathlessly murmured as her nails dug into his back.
The sudden pleasure however that coursed through her veins like hot white fire was nigh indescribable and the young woman wildly threw back her head in maddened ecstasy as she arched her small body closer to her husband's solid frame. She could feel as he moved deeper into her and she knew that he too was experiencing this near spiritual and divine sensation; it was breath taking.
Her nails dug deeper into his toned back as the sweet bliss exploded and she moaned then, as she felt their movements fall into synchrony. She could feel the sweat that clung to their passion laden limbs and she moaned into his kisses as they both soared into the climax. And they passionately clung to each other as the heat began to flame their souls and they both drunkenly sunk into the dizzying and heated pleasure of their physical union…
Kuchiki Hisana drunkenly allowed herself to be manipulated by the love making of her husband as she crumbled like freshly baked cookies beneath his vibrant and heated touch that night. His yearning was evident and his need was undeniable as he carefully invaded her spirit during their passionate brushings and she desperately clung to his warmth as they continued to ride the tidal wave of their physical love. Both were aroused and both were inebriated as they sought to satiate their immense hunger for the other.
Reunions were always such sweet things…
They had not sensed that familiarity of skin upon skin and spirit through spirit for quite some time; this was a moment of honest and simple reconnection, the reconnection of an old and well loved bond…
They let their culmination of ecstasy carry them forward as they conquered that immense vortex of rapture before breathlessly collapsing upon the sheets their lips still entwined and their hands lovingly appraising what they had missed in that absent time.
"I missed you…so much…Hisana…" Byakuya whispered through deep breaths as he sensuously kissed his wife's skin. His statement was returned with the loving twirl of his thick tresses between her fingers as she began to lovingly run her lips across the bare expanse of his chest.
"As have I…Byakuya…"
ooooOOOoooo
(the next morning)
The morning was soft and the wind was genteel as it kindly tossed the delicate and melodic bands of the wind chime. Morning was upon the residents of the manor and its kind greeting was viewed as an act of mercy. The jewelled glow of the young rays of the sun fervently attempted to prove its worth as it persistently tugged at the blinds of the windows and the paper screens of the oriental house that still lingered in today's modern times.
Kuchiki Hisana was securely wrapped in the arms of her husband, her head pressed against his bare chest as her hair splayed across his pale skin. Her fingers were tracing delicate lines along his torso and she peacefully indulged herself in the act with the knowledge that the gentleman in question was fully aware of her caresses. His eyes were closed though and his lips were furled into a calm, tranquil line. His own black tresses were untidily gracing the white sheets as they fanned the pillows, their disorder a clear sign of his sleepiness and languor.
Hisana happily sighed then when he stilled her fingers and carefully brought it up to his lips. A tender kiss was placed upon each knuckle before his lids were lazily raised to reveal smokey and hazy orbs of utter serenity. He was at peace.
"You're awake…" she softly murmured as she kissed the pulsing core of his chest.
He did not respond to her statement but continued to softly gaze upon her as she contentedly lay against him. He brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen into her eyes and quietly surveyed her for a moment.
"You look… full…" he huskily whispered.
Hisana quirked an eyebrow at his comment and gave a small chuckle. "Full…?" she smilingly queried as she blushingly averted her gaze.
"Yes…"
Hisana closed her eyes then as she felt his hand stroking her naked shoulders. She sunk into the feel of his touch before slightly raising her head to eye him. "Elaborate my dear man…" she softly murmured.
Byakuya quietly pondered upon his response before giving his answer. "Full as in… good full… there's something in your eyes…" he murmured as he traced a finger down her cheek. "Something… pleasing…"
Hisana leaned closer up to his ear then as she heard his response and whispered almost as though she were proposing some indecent thing, "Well, I am full… I've been filled by you… literally…" She shyly lowered her eyes to the sheets once more.
Byakuya became more alert and his attention piqued as he narrowed his brows. "What are you saying?" he uncertainly asked as he tilted her chin closer up to his face. Hisana carefully searched his eyes before cupping his chin and whispering, "I'm pregnant…"
An unbelievable gasp escaped Byakuya's lips as he looked on in shock at his wife's revelation. The largest range of emotions possibly in existence exploded in the CEO's mind and he gripped his wife even more tightly than he had intended.
Hisana watched with unsuppressed excitement as her husband's pleasure was immediately plastered onto his visage and she too felt the magnitude of the entire thing peacefully cascading down upon them.
"Are you pleased…Byakuya…?" she softly asked, her eyes presently aflame with an indescribable ecstasy.
The sudden grin that began to split his lips was almost comical then as he wasted no time in heatedly pressing his lips against his wife's. "How-long…?" he whispered between ardent kisses. He felt a strange surge of happiness swell from within his chest and he could have almost squeezed Hisana in elation.
"Five weeks, five weeks Byakuya. I think it was the last time we…um…made love…" she blushingly mumbled through his passionate grip.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he breathlessly mumbled. "Last night...if I had known I wouldn't have-"
"No." she softly cut him off as she lovingly stroked his cheek, "It's alright."
"But-"
"Oh Byakuya," she cheerfully chuckled then "You didn't hurt me last night, I assure you."
"Hisana… are you certain?"
"Yes, I am positive." She gently reassured him with a soft smile. "You worry too much." She had cupped his cheek by now to ease his anxiety about the situation and she happily grinned when she realised he too was broadly grinning.
"Oh Hisana, Hisana, Hisana…" Byakuya sensually whispered then. "You're pregnant… I can't believe you're…"
"Yes I know," she whispered as she laughed into one of his kisses, "I'm pregnant."
It wasn't after their frenzy had subsided did Byakuya bury his wife beneath him, securely shielding her with his body as he showered her face with soft touches of his lips. His legs were indecently tangled with her own and his arms were properly pressed against her sides.
"I despise the idea of working later…" he raggedly breathed as he lowered his lips upon onto her exposed skin. "Celebration… that is most called for presently."
"You cannot neglect your company," she humbly murmured as she raised her hand to trail a line across his handsome face. "We can always celebrate, my love-"
"But you're carrying my child Hisana, I'm going to be a father, you're going to be a mother! It is only natural that we celebrate such an auspicious thing…"
The young woman laughed at her husband's enthusiasm and lovingly giggled as he continued to woo her with his kisses.
"Very well then," she contentedly chuckled "Later tonight, I'll buy some wine, we'll sit on the porch and we'll toast to the full moon…" she fervently returned his kiss in between words and breathily asked "Would you like that Byakuya?"
Byakuya softly eyed his wife beneath him for a moment before finally sinking down beside her and drawing her in against him.
"I would want nothing more…" he peacefully mumbled into her hair, "You know me so well…"
"You really think so?" the young woman blushingly asked.
"Mmm, sometimes I feel as though we've met before Hisana. That we've known each other in some previous life… how is it possible that you know how to please and rile me so well?"
Hisana smiled against his chest "Rile you?"
"Yes…" he silkily returned "if you'd never riled me we wouldn't even be here right now…" Hisana chuckled at his words and snugly buried herself into her husband's embrace.
"Thank goodness for that then," she teasingly returned "Thank goodness you have the capacity to feel envy Byakuya."
"I will always feel envy where you are concerned, I want no other man near you, I want to other man to touch you…"
"And only you will have that honour you arrogant little boy…" she playfully whispered.
"Of course" he thickly replied as he captured her lips again and proceeded to brand her with his scent. "I will always see to that…"
After their physical passion had subsided Hisana warmly settled into his arms and comfortably began stroking his hair. There was a peaceful silence hanging around them as she mindlessly continued to caress her husband. She contemplatively narrowed her eyes then as her thoughts deepened and she pursed her lips in wonder. After a small moment she propped herself onto her elbow and thoughtfully eyed her husband in all his languorous glory. He was indeed...sexy...
"Byakuya," she softly began in a small voice.
"Mmm?" he lazily turned his eyes to glance at her.
"Do you remember when you just asked how do I know you so well?"
Byakuya's attention piqued and he curiously eyed his wife.
"Well I've never actually mentioned this to you but…well…"
"Go on." He softly prodded.
"Well I-I can't help but wonder if we've really met before…"
Byakuya's brows were raised by now.
"I often get this feeling as though we've always known each other… you know déjà vu…"
"Oh?"
There was a peaceful quiet as the girl took a sound inhalation. "I've often had dreams Byakuya…" she finally murmured.
Byakuya narrowed his eyes at this, surprised but also quite intrigued nonetheless.
"Dreams…?" he quietly asked as the memory of his own dreams suddenly reared in his mind. He silently observed her as he waited for her to continue.
"I- when I was younger and sometimes even now I often dream of myself in a situation…a somewhat peculiar situation… " Her voice had grown softer and she had pressed her palms upon her husband's chest. "It seems so strange, but yet so real." She gave a small laugh then and continued, "And do you know the strangest thing about it all… at the end of my dream I would always remember seeing myself being consolingly held in the arms of a man I assumed to be my husband and he would say my name… well," she laughed at the lunacy of what she was telling her husband and smiled, "well he would call my name just the way you do…"
"Oh?"
Hisana looked up at her husband and brushed away the hair from his face. "The first time I met you was during the car collision so I know we've never known each other before in this life." Her cheeks grew a bit pink at the memory and Byakuya smiled at the fond recollection. "But when we were married I couldn't help but realise that you called my name so comfortably… so intimately as though you've always known my name even before meeting me."
Byakuya's eyes widened in surprise.
"And I couldn't help but realise that your voice also sounded so familiar… so very familiar. Every time you whispered my name it was as though I was reliving some strange story all over again…"
"Hisana…"
"Ah, see!" she triumphantly exclaimed, "Just like that, just like that tone there, it brings the strangest sense of déjà vu…"
Byakuya smiled at his wife and neatly drew her into his arms. "Oh you Poor Hisana…" he softly whispered.
"Do you think I sound crazy Byakuya?" she softly murmured against his chest.
"No" he firmly asserted. "You do not."
"I believe we knew each other in some previous life…"
Byakuya smiled at her and fondly mumbled, "I wouldn't doubt for a second the veracity of your thoughts and dreams…"
"You-you believe we've met before then?" she sweetly asked as she lightly kissed him before nibbling his bottom lip.
"I don't believe it… I know it my dear woman." he thickly rumbled as his hands began to slide down her side where he lingeringly traced the skin upon her thighs. "I've had dreams before too…"
Hisana blinked in surprise at him. "You-you did?"
"Mmm"
"But you never told me…" she declared in wonder.
"Well I'm telling you now."
Hisana smiled at his words. "So then that must mean we've known each other in a previous life!" She seemed rather thrilled about the entire prospect and Byakuya contentedly smiled at her girlish excitement.
"I would believe so."
"I wonder if we were happy…?"
Byakuya grinned at her question and closed his eyes. "Whatever the case, I'm just glad that you're by my side and I'm glad that you're pregnant Hisana. The fact that we've know each other in some previous life means we should have a stronger bond…"
"I believe that…" Hisana whispered as she kissed his chin.
"We have a long way ahead and besides if we weren't happy previously, although I can't see how that was even possible, then we'll make this life a happy one."
Hisana snuggled against her husband and comfortably whispered, "Yes, yes we will…"
Even though Kuchiki Byakuya had mentioned to his wife the memory of his dreams he had not elaborated their details. They were often curious dreams, curious dreams where he would find himself upon the conclusion of those sleepless dreams waking up with trembling hands as he mindlessly gripped his sheets beneath him in a maddened fury.
He remembered the sadness even though it was unexplainable and he remembered the warmth of a woman in his arms as her tears doused his yukata.
Years upon years he had been plagued by this recurrence and years upon years he had wondered why he had always awoken with one name pressed upon his lips…
She was with him now; that was why he never doubted the fact that they truly had once known each other upon another life time in some other world…
He loved her and he always would no matter the era that they were thrown together in.
Hisana would always be that special thing that had happened to him.
~The End~
A/N: Finally done! I would like to think of this story as something that occurred perhaps after the entire Bleach story line…. When everyone's been reincarnated in the real world where they'll undertake another life cycle before making their way towards Soul Society again. I think it's pretty neat and I luv the idea. As for ByaxHisa, c'mon, I think they deserve it. They're one of the best couples EVER.
So thanks for taking the time to read this story and thanks for the reviews; it was a pleasure reading your thoughts on this fanfic. Also forgive me for any errors, both grammatical and otherwise, I do hope they did not lessen your enjoyment of this fic : )
Have a nice day!