Ok, you guys know how happy the previous chapters have been? Yeah? Well get ready for some real ANGST! Bring tissues! .
Sorry for the UBER long wait. ; -readies herself for shots to the head-
Blood Stained
Caked blood on a white training Shinigami uniform. The one's worn when in the Academy. Hisana sat outside the academy, blood soaking her hands (also rain soaked through her clothes and added to the wetness of the blood). Below her small shaking form was her best friend- Azami.
Today had been quite an unfortunate one. A hollow had found it's way to attacking the academy and many were injured from just the one monster. And unfortunately… some had died.
And there was yet to be any report or coming of the Shinigami captains or assistant captains in Seireitei. Hisana had prayed that Byakuya would show, had he even received ANY news of the attack on the academy. But now here she sat, alone in the cold pouring rain, clutching desperately to her best friends stone hard body as she sobbed uncontrollably.
"WHY?" Hisana cried out, throat sore from what felt like hours of miserable sobbing. "Why HER?" She struggled for breath and clutched at the material of the dead Azami's shirt.
Suddenly, a dark form stood in the distance, unmoving. Hisana's head whipped up, feeling extreme spiritual pressure that made her body almost cave. She felt fear stir in her heart and she gasped a little, moving back slightly, taking her beloved friend's dead corpse back with her slightly. "S-Stan-Stand back." It was a miracle that she could still speak English. Loosing her best friend reminded her of abandoning her baby sister, Rukia, and made her wonder if she was dead.
"Hisana," The deep voice had an uncharacteristic concern to it and Hisana's bluish, black eyes widened slightly. 'B-Byakuya-sama…' Her mind told her. Her small hands released her friend and jumped up to hug him, red staining the white of his robes when she grabbed them desperately.
And amazingly, the noble Kuchiki didn't care. In fact, he closed his eyes, Hisana's sobs tearing his apart inside. He embraced her as close as he could, her head resting against his chest (seeing as it couldn't reach his shoulder).
He let her cry for as long as she needed, lifting her up into his arms to warm her and he began heading off. Then, he felt a hand grasp his shoulder almost painfully. "St-Stop." Her voice shook slightly from her tears, though she tried to be commanding. "Th-The body…" Then, upon really realizing her friend's death, she began to cry into his shoulder once more.
Byakuya nodded, eyes still closed. Hisana's grip on his shoulder released and he noticed other Seireitei Shinigami coming to the scene. One lifted Azami's body, met eyes shortly with Byakuya, and then turned to walk away. Byakuya kissed Hisana's temple gently as her sobbing seemed to stop, her body shaking from the aftermath of the breakdown.
"You'll stay with me… all right?" Byakuya even checked for her permission first. Of course, as expected, Hisana nodded weakly but once and he shunpo-ed off to the Kuchiki manor, where little did Hisana know, she would marry Kuchiki Byakuya.
(A/N: Yeaaah... I'd imagine I'm pretty much dead now. -hides-)