So this is the chapter 2. Sorry for the wait!
I don't own Bleach.
That day was the deadline for the submission of articles from every division. Kira arrived early in his office to gather their division article and deliver it to Hisagi later on.
On his way to the 9th Division, he met some Shinigamis greeting him a good morning—in which he returned the same gesture with a small smile. Though for him, nothing was really good in that particular morning.
Well, it was just that he'll be like a school girl again who will go mad whenever Hisagi saw him and gives him a smile. And given by the fact that the former was in-love with him, he'll definitely blush crazily all over again.
Finally, the moment of truth came. He was now in front of the brunette's office, debating to himself if should he knock or not.
Then, he absently knocked the door and walked in without waiting for a reply. After Kira realized his lack of respect, he already wanted to bang his head on the wall.
"Sorry for the intrusion, Hisagi-san. I'm just here to—"
The blonde looked around. No Hisagi. When he checked for the other rooms, he still found no one.
Odd. Was he that early?
That was a relief though. He wasn't around. He mean, no freaking out. A 'Yay!' for Kira because of his good timing.
The thought of leaving the article on Hisagi's desk came to his mind. But when he placed the article on the table, his eyes caught something intriguing—a bouquet of fresh pink roses bounded by a baby pink ribbon.
Kira poked a pink petal. It smelt nice even on his finger. Every flower was arranged neatly and beautifully.
Rangiku Matsumoto was truly a lucky woman. Especially when you have a Shuuhei Hisagi courting you sweetly and even treats you like a princess.
Kira pondered a bit. If Hisagi would do this for him, he would definitely say yes from the very beginning with no hesitation. He would even be the luckiest person if it were to happen. Though sadly, fantasies were always the opposite of reality.
"Ki—Kira?"
The lieutenant snapped out of daydreaming about him and Hisagi when he saw the latter standing wide-eyed and ghostly pale on the doorway.
"H—Hisagi-san!" Oh my, why hadn't he sensed him coming?
Kira instantly tucked back a single rose he had been holding absentmindedly. He bit his lip. Hisagi probably hated him now for interfering with his personal belongings.
"I'm so sorry! I'm only here to bring this article for the Seireitei Communications. I'm not planning to do anything. Sorry!" Kira bowed his head in embarrassment. What's next? Will Hisagi lost his trust on him too?
Without waiting for a reply—scold, maybe, the blonde swept past him, looking only on the floor
Taking one last glance, "Oh and the flowers are pretty. They suit well with… Vice Captain Matsumoto. Good luck to you," he muttered bitterly before leaving.
"W—wait, Kira!" Hisagi managed to call out after recovering from his gaping, but when he looked outside. Good, his best friend flash stepped away without even hearing him out.
"That's not… what you think it is…"
Hisagi walked over his desk and lifted the bouquet slightly. Under it was a small dedication card designed cutely with pink polka dots and some touch ups of glitters.
He read the message inside which he composed himself last night, earning him a sleepless night. He thought it was worth it, since it was only written for his one and only… Kira.
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