To Meet the Beautiful Dream
Hisana shivered as she clutched her infant sister Rukia. The elder girl stared at the two bodies before them and the severed chains from their chests.
The man loomed out of the darkness like a dark spirit. He walked with a noble grace and approached, dark eyes locking eye contact with Hisana's own. He wore ablack samurai uniform, contrasted by a white scarf, white hair ordainments to contrast the ebony hair.
He bent down to press his katana's pommel to her forehead.
"Wait. What's your name?" Hisana asked. "Mine is Hisana, and this is my sister Rukia."
"Kuchiki Byakuya," was all he said, a slight surprise in his voice.
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