SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT. OKAY PEEPS HERE IS A SORT OF RAMBLING CHAP LEADING UP TO THE ******* OF BYAKUYA AND HISANA. PLEASE ENJOY!
Hisana woke up to another beautiful day at the Kuchiki household. She sat up and stretched while yawning. It had been three months since her engagement to Byakuya and she decided that she should start planning for her wedding. She then got up and went to her closet to get dressed. She picked out a cerulean kimono and matching sandals. When she was done she glided down to the dinning room where she received many looks. Some looks were filled with hatred, some filled with warmth, and one filled with... love.
Hisana tried hard to keep up with the conversations that were had at the table, but she didn't quite understand noble's politics yet. When everyone left the table and she and Byakuya were alone she turned to meet his passionate gaze. She blushed and stared down at her kimono. "Um, Byakuya, are you busy today?" Byakuya thought a moment. "Actually, my duties are going to be very lax for the rest of the week. Is there something you wanted to do?" Hisana's blush went scarlet. "I guess I wanted to start planning the wedding with you. If you don't mind, of course." She lifted her head to look at Byakuya who was smiling softly. "I'd love to, Hisana. Come."
Byakuya took her hands and led her to the main entrance. A lavishly decorated carriage was waiting for them in the courtyard. They climbed in and started for the shopping district for nobles. They spent hours making floral arrangements, seating arrangements, external decor, and to whom the invitations would go to. Lastly, Hisana wanted to get her dress made. "Excuse me, driver. Could you drive down to the Rukon district." The driver tipped his hat in response.
They pulled up slowly to Yukio's shop. Hisana felt butterflies in her stomach. She hadn't seen Yukio in months and knowing her, Yukio had probably heard something awful about what happened to Hisana. Byakuya took her hand and they walked into the shop. They heard a gruff voice say. "We're closed." Hisana swallowed. Yukio had sounded so sad and distant. "Yukio? It's me. Hisana." The elderly seamstress came out of another room with a shocked expression. "Hisana?"
The two women hugged tightly and Hisana felt Yukio's tears through her kimono. When they broke, Yukio wiped her tears away and smiled brightly. "I had heard that you were killed. Well, who ever came up with that story can kiss it!" Hisana smiled. "Now, dear, what do I owe the pleasure?" Hisana blushed. "Well, I need you to make me a dress." Yukio sat down at her desk and took out a pencil and paper. She placed on her glasses and said, "What is the occasion?"
Hisana took a breath and replied, "My wedding." Yukio looked up and at that moment seemed to notice Byakuya for the first time. She stood up again and went up to Byakuya. "I remember you! You're marrying him?" Hisana giggled. "Yes." Yukio stared up with disbelief at Byakuya. "Lucky young people! Well, then come into the next room. You don't want him to hear!" Hisana discussed her plans with Yukio and was done within an hour. She and Byakuya left after having dinner with Yukio and Hisana was exhausted.
They rolled back home quietly. Hisana slept peacefully on Byakuya's shoulder. He didn't want to wake her so he carried her inside. Instead of taking her to her own room, he went straight to his. While he prepared for bed, maids dressed her for bed without waking her. Byakuya slid into bed silently and wrapped his arms around Hisana's small waist. He never noticed how small and fragile she was before. That observation only made him want her more. He wanted her to protect, to nourish, to love. And he could care less what his family had against it.
When Hisana woke, she noticed that she wasn't in her room. Oddly enough, she didn't panic because of the strong hold around her waist. She turned in his embrace and kissed along his jawbone. "Hisana, that tickles." She giggled softly and continued along his jaw to his neck and felt Byakuya shiver. He lifted her chin and stared into her eyes. "Are you trying to tease me?" Hisana smiled mischievously so Byakuya kissed her lips softly.
It was a short kiss; his own way of teasing. Hisana kissed back tenderly, trying not to laugh too hard. Their fingers were intertwined in one hand and the other each traveling on the other's body. They had never been this intimate before, but they weren't shy about it. Their kisses rapidly turned harsh and demanding. They would've gone much farther-since they both wanted to-but they were interrupted. Old habits never died.
"Byakuya." Ginrei walked into the room and looked at Byakuya sternly. "We were supposed to meet this morning. Have you forgotten?" Byakuya let go of Hisana and got up from the bed. Hisana stayed in bed and turned away from Ginrei's icy glare. In just a few minutes, Byakuya was ready. He kissed Hisana softly and left with Ginrei. Hisana sighed disappointedly and started back to her room. Once she was there, she put on an off-white kimono and decided she wanted to talk to Shilon. They hadn't spoken for a while and Hisana missed her. A lot.
Hisana went to the maid's quarters and looked for Shilon. She went up to wart woman. "Where is Shilon?" Wart woman scowled. "That defiant wench is locked in her room. Can you get her out of bed, milady?" Hisana nodded determinedly and walked into Shilon's room. She saw her friend lying face down on her bed crying her eyes out. Hisana sat next to her and rubbed her back. "What's wrong Shilon?" Shilon turned her head to the side and looked at Hisana. "Oh, Hisa! I'm in love, but the man doesn't even know. We're good friends but he doesn't know how I feel. What do I do?"
"Tell him." Shilon stared at Hisana with disbelief. "You're so curt!" Shilon buried her head back into the pillows. "Shilon, if you love him, he has a right to know. It doesn't matter if he loves you too. As long as he knows, Shilon, it'll feel much better." Shilon sniffled and sat up. "You're right, I guess. Okay, I'll tell him." She stood and straightened her kimono. "Let's go."
"Wait! You're going to tell him now?" Shilon turned and smiled. "It's now or never, Hisa." They wove through out the manor until Shilon froze and tensed. Hisana looked past her and saw Byakuya talking to Jushiro Ukitake. "Wait! You mean it's Jushiro?" Hisana whispered. Shilon nodded dreamily and stepped toward the men. "Oh, good morning, Shilon." Jushiro smiled warmly and Shilon blushed. "Excuse me, Jushiro, can I tell you something?" Jushiro nodded. "Of course you can. Is there something wrong?"
"No, never. It's just that I-I-" Jushiro took Shilon's hands. "What is it, Shilon?" Shilon swallowed and pushed back her tears. "I want you to know that," she looked over to Hisana, "that you have a stain on your haori." There was a small speck of dirt on his captain's haori, but you had to be really close to see it. "I'll wash it for you." Jushiro took of his haori and handed it to Shilon and she walked away quickly. Her face was buried in the haori and she seemed to be crying again. Hisana felt her heart sink at her friend's depression. She knew that she would feel the exact same way had she not told Byakuya. It was hard to think about.
Later that night, she laid next to Byakuya and played with his hair thinking about Shilon. "Byakuya, if Shilon and Jushiro had children wouldn't they be cute?" Byakuya quirked up an eyebrow. "I suppose." Hisana started to trace patterns on his chest. "I wonder what they would call them." Byakuya stared at Hisana confused. "Are they intended?" Hisana shook her head. "No, but they should be together. Don't you think?" Byakuya was at a loss of words. So he decided to change the subject.
"What about the children we have together? Would you want a son or daughter?" Hisana shrugged. "It's not like I can control if the baby will be a boy or girl. That's all up to you." Byakuya smirked. "So, I get to choose?" Hisana shook her head. "No, it's still random. But it's all up to you." Byakuya lost a bit of the pride he had earlier. "Well, which would you want; son or daughter?" Hisana giggled at his sudden seriousness. "Either, I guess. I wouldn't matter to me. I'd love them anyway."
"Like how you love me." That was a statement and not a question. Hisana rolled her eyes. "So, conceited." She snuggled next to Byakuya and closed her eyes. "Yes, just like how I love you. Only a little more." Byakuya wrapped his arms around her and kissed her cheeks. "Maternal emotion." She giggled. "I love you, Byakuya. Even when you drive me insane." Byakuya smiled. "Good night my love."
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