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Ever wondered about a jealous Byakuya?
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Chapter 4: Jealousy
Kuchiki Byakyua frowned ever so slightly as the hell butterfly perched on his finger relayed him the message. He briefly wondered how many vice-captains he had in his years as the captain of both the prestigious first squad, and the sixth squad. Yet another vice-captain had been severely injured, he knew that this vice-captain would surely face death. Sighing inwardly, he knew that his days would be spent submerged in paper work until he found a replacement. This would meant that there was going to be less time to go on personal missions, and also less time to do the paper work that would enable her to become a Kuchiki.
His future adopted sister was certainly recovering quickly. If things went according to plan, it would not be long until she would enter the Academy. Narrowing his eyes slightly, he reminded himself to do a check on the Academy. He needed to make sure; he needed to know that she would be well shielded from harm.
He would have to go to all extents, use despicable moves if needed to ensure her safety. He sorely reminded himself that he was only doing so as a brother. It did not help that Senbonzakura was singing about him being in love at all times at the back of his mind.
Clenching his fist, he got up.
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Rukia was silently eating in her room. She was now relocated to another room, which was separated from his room with a thin shoji door. When he turned on the light in his room at night, she could see that he mostly sat and meditated or took walks in his private garden.
At night, she knew when he was in his room, without opening her eyes. She felt safe when he was near. His scent, his presence would wash over her. She was intoxicated. There was no cure.
She felt his presence nearing. Rukia smiled slightly she heard a knock on the door before the door was pushed open.
"Kuchiki-sama…"
Byakuya nodded, before stating, "You are to remain at the manor even after you have fully recovered. You may take a trip around the manor."
Rukia frowned slightly before nodding her gratitude.
Byakuya continued, "You are entering the Shinigami Academy once you have fully recovered. I will leave you to rest."
With that, Byakuya turned and left, his scarf and haori billowing after him.
Rukia stared at his back. Did Kuchiki-sama just say that she was joining the prestigious Shinigami Academy? How was she going to get in, when she knew nothing about spells and swords?
Rukia groaned, she was in deep trouble, and there was no way she was getting out of it, not when the Kuchikis have a say in it.
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A few weeks later, Rukia found herself standing in front of a towering building, gaping. Students were dressed in white tops and either red or blue bottoms. Everyone had a wooden bokken, and it was either at their waist or carried around over their shoulders. The whole academy was bustling with activity; everyone seemed so at ease, so happy.
Rena who was standing beside the staring Rukia laid a soothing hand on her shoulder, "I will leave you here, Rukia-chan. Have fun!"
Rukia began to make her way inside the Academy. She was already in the Academy uniform. She managed to figure out the location of her classroom, with much help from the other students.
Upon reflecting at lunchtime, Rukia felt that the lessons conducted were rather boring, further more, she had no idea how to read or write, which greatly hindered her learning. However, she had met some new people, who were rather kind to her.
Rukia was just trying to learn how to read the notes the teachers handed out when the girl beside her nudged her and jerked her head towards the door and motioned for her to stand. A whole class of students were streaming into the dining hall. Rukia looked at her new found friends, very confused.
The girl on her other side whispered, "We place our seniors in extremely high respect, especially those who are in the sixth year."
Rukia raised an eyebrow, and looked at the seniors again, examining their movements.
Suddenly she saw it. There was no way she could ever miss it. The flaming red hair…
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Rukia collapsed on her bed. The day at the Academy was exhausting, both mentally and physically. Feeling drained of energy, she shut her eyes. Images of the man with red hair began flowing back. Those days, catching fish, stealing food, those days were filled with happiness. As she thought of those days, she couldn't help the tears that were making way down her eyes, he left me, he betrayed me.
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"Captain of Squad Ten, Histuguya Toushirou, seeking permission to enter, Kuchiki-soutaichou sama.
Kuchiki Byakuya frowned delicately as he allowed the Tenth division captain to enter his office. Motioning for Histuguya to seat, he said, "You may begin your report."
"Yes, it is confirmed that Rukia-san is the youngest in the whole Academy. She is placed under the second class. Her strong point is her demon arts. Her swordsmanship is good but it could do with improvement. However, she needs to learn how to read and write. That is the end of the report." Histuguya said, closing his eyes with a frown. "Why her, Kuchiki-sama?"
Byakuya narrowed his eyes, almost warningly. "I do not understand."
"Kuchiki sama, both you and I know that you are not the type who will simply ask for a report on a student's progress without any reason." Histuguya opened his eyes to look at King. "What is puzzling is that the girl has no background, is not from a noble house that might be against the royal house of Kuchiki."
Byakuya casually rested his hand on the hilt of Senbonzakura. "Histuguya Toushirou, watch yourself. You may leave."
Histuguya frowned before leaving the office. He was of a much lower house than the royal house of Kuchiki. However, he served the King well. Fighting alongside with him; going along with him for political missions.
Rubbing his temples, he remembered all too vividly, he remembered how the king had seemingly changed from a peaceful child to a stranger with nothing but hatred. He remembered all too well one of the first missions he had with the king, eliminate the house of Sugeti.
After the manor had burst into flames, Toushirou had walked out to his king who had yet to reach his shoulder. Carrying a child in his arms, he passed it to his king.
He remembered the cold look in Kuchiki Byakuya's eyes as Byakuya placed the child down, mere inches from the fire.
The child started to cry out as the fire neared. Kuchiki Byakuya had said, "He is of Sugeti blood."
As the childs wails escalated into screams, Kuchiki Byakuya turned away silently.
From that day, Toushirou understood. Kuchiki Byakuya was uncapable of love.
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Byakuya entered his room. Although he did not show it, he was inwardly frustrated with what Histuguya had said. He knew the reason why he was so frustrated. For once, he did not know why. He did not know why he felt so protective over Rukia. Was she not just another girl from Rukongai?
He silently slid open the shoji door that separated their rooms. A small smile tugged at his lips as she turned around in her sleep on her bed, wrapped in a pink silken yukata. He made his way softly towards her, to observe her. As he gently brushed away her bang of hair, and tucked it behind her ear, she mumbled something.
Byakuya withdrew his hand from her form like he was shocked. He could not explain the heavy feeling he was currently experiencing. He left his soon to be adopted sister, and went back into his room.
He felt beyond anger, he needed to vent his frustration on something. He realised that she was not just another girl from Rukongai. He also knew there was a word for this feeling.
Narrowing his eyes, he contemplated. Was it… jealousy?
For she had muttered, "Renji…"
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A.N
Haha! Our lovely King is getting jealous.
In case any one is starting to worry, nope, this fic is not going to be Rukia/Renji, it is going to be purely ByakuRuki. Personally I think that Rukia and Renji are more like best friends or siblings…
Chapter 4 was out on 22nd March 2009
So, on to the preview!
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Rukia stared at everyone, clad in formal attire.
Finding her voice she hoarsely said, "Could you please repeat?"
The elder frowned at her, "I said that you are to be Kuchiki Byakuya's sister. It is a great honor, so we suppose you will have no objections?"
"It is an honor, to be a princess of the royal house of Kuchiki, to be considered in the main bloodline." Another elder piped in.
"Yes, such an honor…"
Rukia froze on her spot. Slowly, she swiveled around to stare at Kuchiki Byakuya. Surely, he won't want this?
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