Chapter 3: Byakuya x Rukia

From that rather disturbing day, Rukia had sworn up and down she would never bother with laptops or technology of the sort for a few hundred years. How she wound up back in front of a glaring computer screen she had no clue. Well, she did have a clue. She knew full well why she was there, but it was still too much at the moment. Apparently Hisagi had decided to be nosy that day and check his web history. By doing so, he had come across the embarrassing fanfictions she managed to find.

And being the considerate man he was, note the sarcasm, he decided to show Renji. Renji, who wanted to know everything that was 'new' and 'hip' with the world decided to get a computer of his own and see what the fuss was about. Hisagi had kindly offered to let him use his laptop, but Renji believed it was 'un-manly' and ended up buying an old looking Windows 98.

"It's big and manly." He said when lugging a huge box into his division's barracks.

After hours of Hisagi trying to teach him the bare basics of computers, he finally managed to get some internet service. And that hadn't been the end of it, oh no- not by a long shot. Her elder brother had caught wind of this and wanted to know what all this fuss was about. Which somehow led to Byakuya getting a top of the line desktop computer with a sleek, flat screened monitor and the nicest of accessories. Because he was extremely rich.

Now, Rukia sat next to her brother, in his home office, while trying to set the blasted computer on fire with her eyes. There should be a Kido with that ability.

"Now, Rukia, I wish to know what it is that Abarai has been obsessing over for the last few days." Byakuya asked calmly as he managed to open the internet. His grip on the mouse was shaky, yet he tried his best to mask it. Rukia would have found it a bit endearing, but the feeling of overwhelming doom had consumed her very soul.

"I… discovered a website dedicated to the publishing of stories called Fanfiction. Renji had gotten interested in it and I assume has been using it ever since he got a computer."

Yes, she would surely murder the pineapple head later.

Byakuya was silent for a full minute without moving.

"Is there something wrong?"

In truth, the Captain didn't have a single clue as to get to the site and refused to admit it. He had to keep his pride after all. Letting go of the mouse, he placed both hands in his lap and closed his eyes.

"Direct me to this site, Rukia."

Nervously, Rukia did as she was told. With every keystroke, she found herself wishing a bolt of lightning would strike her down. Hopefully he wouldn't pry too much into the site and would leave it alone. Hopefully.

The familiar blue and white layout appeared in nearly an instant and Byakuya opened his eyes to read the English writing. That was something he was capable of at least.

"Eh, you see, you can browse for stories based off of stories or people done by other people here. And, well, all the stories are written by the fans of it."

"I see. What is it that you read, Rukia."

A blush began to develop on her face.

"I-uh. I found stories based on me."

Once again Byakuya was silent before speaking.

"Were there any based upon myself?"

Fresh waves of dread crept over Rukia's skin.

"I may have seen your name, yes-"

"I wish to see them."

Rukia screamed in anguish inside her head but complied nevertheless. In the search bar, she typed in her brother's full name and cringed when the first result happened to be romance. Her eyes went as wide as a saucer however when she read the description.

Rukia looks so much like her sister, Hisana. Byakuya can't help but to fall for her, and decides to make love to her under the full moon.

Bile had made its way up her throat and she excused herself while getting up. She had to find a bathroom and fast. The story had managed to catch Byakuya's eye as well and his eye twitched. Spiritual pressure leaked from his being as he glared impassively, a feat only he could accomplish, at the accursed monitor.

With an almost un-seeable movement, Senbonzakura was in his hand.

"Scatter, Senbonzakura."

From the bathroom, Rukia felt the tremors in the air and shuddered. She wasn't sure who to kill first. Hisagi for showing Renji, Renji for getting her brother involved, or hunting down the wretched author who dare wrote such a thing.

Chapter 3: End

A/N: Woot! Done! Thank you everyone for your kind reviews. I do love me some reviews.

If anyone knows the game, Bleach: Shattered Blade, there are these funny clips in English of the characters VA's saying Sega in a different way as well as talking about the game, all while in character. It's hilarious. I wish Ulquiorra's wasn't such a rush job. I mean, he didn't have an official English VA at the time I believe so they used some other guy. Anyway, Byakuya apparently gets Bleach SB from Renji who didn't know how to play it or something like that. Just look up the game on youtube, the user who adds the funny clips is called YuuGiJoou.

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