Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, or any of the Bleach characters used in this fic. They all belong to Tite Kubo: the genius behind the captivating manga that started it all. I only own any of my original characters that I choose to include, as well as any of my own original plot ideas.
Year 3: Searching
Another day in which Byakuya was busy with duties was one more chance for her to search. She had asked to visit the Rukon, to which he had complied. And so she had gone, a basket in hand, just in case she came across that for which she longed.
It was all so much the same, the district in which she had lived. It had only been a couple of years, but Hisana had already forgotten the name of this place. She supposed that it just held no more meaning for her. The only thing that kept her coming back was the memory of her cowardice.
How could she have done such a thing, leaving an infant all alone?
She had been selfish, frightened, believing that they both would die unless the weaker of the two had been abandoned. That had been a mistake in more ways than one. Yes, she had been blessed with a new life and a wonderful husband, but that did very little to comfort her.
In the time that she was there, Hisana questioned everyone on the street, asking for any information on the child she had cast away. She hadn't phrased it quite that way, as they would have thought her horrid, wife of a noble. Even so, she had prayed to the gods, pleading for forgiveness and fortune with which to right her wrong.
Sadly, by the time dusk had fallen, she had been no closer to the child than when she had started.
It was then that she decided: Every day, she would return here to search. And she would not stop until the quest had been fulfilled.
Even if it cost Hisana her life.