This chapter is written from Byakuya's POV, the chapters will take turns, there may be a couple from Toshiro's POV as well, but at the moment, it's mainly between Byakuya and Sakurai. But one of the chapters in the world of the living will definitely be from Toshiro's POV.

I walked silently along, toward the hill where myself and Sakurai had been several hours previous. The meeting had lasted a while, and then I'd had to take care of something at the barracks. So I had a slight feeling that I'd let her down again. I knew that she felt that I did that all the time, but it was never purposely. I had a lot of work to do, and a lot of meetings to attend, though I wasn't too fond of the random ones that were called every so often.
I thought she would have left already, but I was pretty surprised to see my best friend, lay on the grass in the shade of a tree, her Zanpakutō by her side. She was sleeping. She'd stayed here all that time. It was true that it had been months since they had held a real conversation, but had she really stayed out here waiting for me for this long? It seemed illogical; then again, it was Sakurai.
I walked over, squatting beside her sleeping body. "Wake up lazy." I told her somewhat firmly. There was no response so I put one hand on her shoulder and spoke again. "Sakurai."
"Ugh?" She groaned as her blue eyes fluttered open. I smiled at her as they fixed on me. "Huh? Byakuya? You actually came back?" She was slightly surprised. I was slightly offended.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
She yawned as she sat up. "It means you never keep your promises." I don't think that she meant for me to hear that, as it was only a mumble. "Never mind." She stood up, that's when I figured she hadn't fallen asleep, but fainted again. She lost her balance as she rose to her feet, nearly falling straight back down again. I caught her quickly with one arm.
"Are you alright Sakurai?" I felt my worry creep its way into my usually emotionless voice.
"I'm fine." Her voice was sharp, her answer quick. It was too quick, she was lying. But this woman had been my close friend for an extremely long time, so I knew better than to push the subject.
"All right then." I shrugged looking away as she stood up straight and got her balance. "Where do you want to go, Sakurai?"
"You're staying?" Again, the shock in her voice offended me slightly.
"Yes I'm staying Sakurai." I said harshly.
"All right, good lord." She rolled her eyes, as did I. She then sighed as she went into thought. "No clue."
"How about that field you promised you'd take me to?"
"The Sakura field? You remember that promise, that was years ago?" I saw the surprise in her eyes and couldn't help but smile.
"For some unknown reason I can remember everything you have ever told me Saka-chan."I said it emotionlessly, but I could have sworn she blushed at that point, but the surprise was still there, until she smiled sweetly.
"That's sweet." She smiled, which then faded as she looked at the sun. "Can't we just go somewhere high up?"
"High up?" I was puzzled by her request.
"Yeah. Somewhere where we can see everything, and feel the wind." She smiled and closed her eyes as the wind in this field blew through her long brown hair.
"You can feel the wind anywhere."
"But you feel it better in high places dumbass!" She laughed, grabbing my wrist and spinning me round as she ran in front of me. "Come on!" She flash-stepped away.
Somewhere high... I knew where she was going. But it was outside the sereitei. So I followed.

I stopped on the large hill in district 78, Inuzuri, why she loved to come to this place so much I'd never know, it was rough around here, not a safe district at all. I had a hood on as I walked over to where I could faintly sense her spiritual pressure.
"You know Byakuya, you could take your hood off?" Sakurai used one hand to push up part of my hood so she could look at my eye, or one of them anyway. Then again, it was only one of her eyes that was ever visible.
"And if I don't want to?" I raised one eyebrow, the one she could see.
"Then I'll take it off myself." She pouted. I made no effort to move, so she pushed my hood down, and the sun hit my face. "Better. Now I can see my best friend."
"What if some one sees me out here?" I asked coldly, I had a reputation to uphold.
"Say you were sent to find me." She just shrugged it off, turning to the edge of the hill and holding her face to the sun.
She had no such reputation. Though it is true that she was adopted into nobility, Sakurai has always been modest about it, always acting like she is not part of a noble family. Most would just say she's rude and incapable of feeling or she had no care for others. But I knew different. I could see I slight glint of sadness in her eyes that never left. It had not left in nearly seventy-four years. Since she had returned from the human world. Sakurai did show respect for people of nobility and for the Captain-Commander, but she tended not to show that in public most of the time. Though later she would apologise for the way she spoke to them. The only nobles she had not apologised to when speaking harshly toward them were the elders of my own clan. She was "voicing her opinion" as she put it, on their objection to my marrying Hisana. Sakurai had been a great help to both of us back then.
"Do you actually want me to show it to you?" Sakurai's voice intruded my thoughts. It seemed slightly empty, but it always seemed that way. Like she was missing a part of her that made her voice sound sad and lost. Again since seventy-four years ago, had she been like that, and then at the death of her father, her voice became slightly more empty.
"Show me what?"
"The field, Baka." She looked over her shoulder at me, her eyes were impatient.
"Of course. You promised." I told her.
"About one hundred years ago." She muttered. "Come on then." She spun on her heel. She walked over to me and smiled. "I'll try and stay slow enough for you to keep up. Oh and put your hood back up if you want." With that she flash-stepped away.
I followed her movement carefully as I followed her.

I had my hood up by the time we had reached the destination. Sakurai walked ahead of me, I could see petals at my feet every so often.
"Sakurai-Chan?" I heard a voice say Sakurai's name. The voice was a woman's, it sounded relatively young and child-like. "Okaa-sama! Obaa-sama!" The voice rang out.
"Mayu-chan? What is it?" This voice Byakuya heard seemed like that of an old woman. "My, my. To what do we owe this honour, Mitsugayani-sama?"
"You know you can call me by my name Ishaki-senpai." Sakurai's voice was soft, kind, all tone of sadness had evaporated from her voice.
"Which one?" I heard the old woman whisper. But she got no reply from Sakurai. "Sakurai-sama, who is that figure behind you wearing the hood?"
"Oh!" Sakurai seemed to jump alert and the next thing I knew, her hand was around my wrist and she pulled me forward.
"Nice way to treat nobility, Saka-chan." I muttered.
"When have I ever treated you like nobility, Kuya-chan?" She remarked back. "Take your hood off, or do you want me to do it again? You can't see the field like that." She spoke louder now.
I did as she said. I took my hood down myself this time, revealing my face to those in front of me. I looked around in awe at the Sakura trees scattered everywhere. Then in the centre of the field of blossoms, I saw a well, it was older that anything else I had seen. It was covered in Sakura petals.

"I never told you how I got my name did I? Well, figure out what my name means, and if I ever take you to that field one day, you might figure it out."

I remembered Sakurai saying that when he asked about her name. It was something to do with that well.
I heard the older woman take in her breath.
"Kuchiki Byakuya?" Her voice shook as she said my name. She sounded slightly scared of me.
"Relax Ishaki-senpai. He's not as scary as he looks, believe me." Sakurai laughed at the woman.
"You seem to like him Sakurai-chan." The younger girl I had heard before spoke.
"Well, I have known him since I first went to the sereitei." She laughed again, rubbing the back of her head.
I turned around to look at the figures properly. I remembered then that the girl had called for her mother and grandmother. There were three figured stood before me. The youngest looking one only looked about six or seven human years old. Her hair was blonde and curly, framing her slightly tanned cheeks. Blue eyes lit up her face, those eyes were identical to that of the woman stood beside her. This woman looked somewhere in her twenties. Her hair was the same colour as the young girl's only hers was slightly longer, falling just past her shoulders, where as the girl's only reached her chin. She woman had quite a slim build, but she looked ill, as if her life force would not sustain much longer. Both of them were wearing kimonos and the woman had a sort of apron around her waist. Then the oldest woman spoke.
"Kuchiki-sama." I noticed she addressed me directly. "This is my granddaughter, Mayu Ishaki. The youngest of our family, seven years old." The little girl smiled at me and bowed her head in respect. "This is my daughter, Akari Ishaki. She is the same age as Sakurai, the two were good friends when Sakurai lived in this district. I'm sure her health has not escaped your notice. My daughter is unwell, the illness is unclear, and we have no idea as to the outcome." Akari looked at me emptily, bowed her head then looked away. Then the older woman introduced herself. "My name is Akako Ishaki. I have lived here my entire life, I was born a spirit of this district. My entire life has been devoted to this field. And I was the one that gave this young lady her name." She motioned to Sakurai, Who smiled softly back at her.
I nodded, taking the information in. So Mayu was Akari's daughter. Akari was ill, possibly dying. And Akako was the one that gave Sakurai her name. Why didn't Sakurai's mother give her a name? He'd always wondered this, but Sakurai never spoke of the past. That was clear whenever he'd asked why she hid her face.
"Well Byakuya, what do you think?" Sakurai smiled at me, as Akari began to sweep up the sakura petals that had fallen with the broom in her hand. Mayu ran over to a swing in one of the trees and leapt up on it. Akako watched her family with a smile. The woman's face was old and withered. Her existence seemed to have been a long, enduring one.
"I think that this is a very large field, and that the spectacle of all of these Sakura trees are amazing. Especially with the ground covered in their petals." I told her, she smiled at me warmly and looked around herself.
"Yeah. I agree. I've always loved this place." She told me.
"I remember when you and Akari used to play on that swing Sakurai." The old woman mused aloud, watching her grand-daughter. "Did Sakurai tell you about her name, Kuchiki-sama?"
"Not in so many words." I admitted.
"Well, Sakurai never was one for the past." The old woman sighed.
"Tell him is you like." Sakurai shrugged, walking through the field, in and out of the trees until she got to the well. She leant against it, sitting down. Her blue eyes watching the wind carrying the petals.
"Would you like to know? It's a simple story. Not long at all." The old lady turned her attention back to me.
"I would, if you don't mind." I nodded to the woman, who smiled.
"I don't mind." She said calmly. "Sakurai was very little when she first came here. Without her brother in fact. She told me she followed the smell. She was four and a half years old. And she fainted from hunger." My eyes widened. "I understand your shock. But I knew her father, it is not all too surprising when you know who he was. That information I cannot reveal, as the child herself doesn't remember.
"As I was saying. She fainted from hunger, so I sat her by the well and brought her something to eat. I came back and she had woken up and was staring at the well. I asked what was so fascinating and she told me she liked the sound of the water. When I told her that there was no noise, she objected, saying she could hear it, she said it was a bit like the wind, she could hear whispers but not words. That surprised me, but my father had been a Shinigami before he died, and my husband at the time was. And my husband controlled a wind Zanpakutō, so I noticed the similarity between their circumstances. I too faint from hunger, but the child kept on fainting, as if she were wasting away to nothing." The woman sighed. "She kept on visiting, and when I asked her why, she just shrugged. I asked her why several times, just to get a shrug. She always used to sit on the well or leant against it, watching the trees. I decided to ask her again when she was sat down. She told me then, told me it was because the sakura were her favourite flower, and she saw them often along with a boy in her dreams. A teenage boy, and she said that as she got older, so did he. She said that he becomes a captain, with long black hair and brown eyes." My eyes widened. "I did not gasp earlier at my knowing who you were, but of my remembrance of her dreams. Sakura were her favourite flower, and she loved the sound of the water and the appearance of the well. Hence her name, Sakurai*."
"Her dreams, they occurred a lot?"
"Every night she said, Kuchiki-sama." Akako nodded.
"Mitsugayani-Taicho! Kuchiki-Taicho!" A female Shinigami, young in appearance with electric blue hair and the eyes to match, ran over to me.
"Ukitano-san?" I looked down at her in surprise. I did not expect her to know where we were, let alone show up.
"Taicho!" She nodded to me in respect then called to Sakurai. "Sakurai-Taicho!"
"Ruana-san. What is it?" Sakurai slowly stood up and walked over.
"The two of you are needed at the sereitei immediately!" She told us. "Karakura Town has been attacked by several high-level hollows. And the Sotaicho has called another meeting, which captains and lieutenants of all fourteen squads are to attend."
"Fourteen?" Myself and Sakurai said the number in perfect sync and exchanged glances before she spoke.
"Ruana, our squad? Myself and Kaori also?"
"Yes Sakurai-taicho." Ruana nodded. "Please hurry!"
"Of course." Sakurai nodded, I nodded also. She turned to face the old woman. "Ishaki-senpai, I'm terribly sorry."
"Do not apologise to me. Go. Just do not be a stranger for five years like the last time dear. Visit however often you like, that goes for the both of you." Akako looked at me.
"Of course." I nodded slowly to her.
Sakurai's nod was quick. "Let's go. Goodbye Senpai." With that she and Ruana disappeared. I bowed my head to Akako before doing the same.

"Be careful you two." Akako whispered to herself after their departure. "You will need each other now, more than ever." She looked to the sky. "Take care of that girl, Kuchiki Byakuya."

There we go! Second chapter done! Took a while because I had a blank period of time. This is a bit of a boring chapter. It just tells you how Sakurai got her name, and about where she spent her time. It was quarter past midnight when I finished this chapter, so bear with any mistakes please?

Heh heh heh. She wasn't hungry when she fainted at the start of the chapter, it was for another reason, that I shall leave you to debate. But it's connected to why she hides part of her face, with her hair.

*Sakurai means "Cherry Blossom well". It is usually a surname, but I thought it fit ad so used it as a first name.

Sotaicho- Captain-Commander