Hi, million thanks to everyone who still support me to write byahana story. It's so long time I didn't write and now here a special chapter for your long time awaiting moment. I want to make a slight change in love letter story. This chapter and probably the nex chapter will be focusing on Hanatarou's side. About Byakauya's havoc thing it will be continue later hehe...so have a read k.

Disclaimer: I'm not kubo but if bleach is mine I will change the story the way my mind want it.

The evening, it was a bit windy with a nice warm weather. Both of two dark haired best friends were lying under a big cherry pink tree, calmly enjoying cloud watching and good companion after their long tough works for the day. One of them is the young healer from forth division and the other is young male from sixth division.

"I have something to tell you," Hanatarou said, breaking the long silence.

Rikichi quickly turned his head at him, quirked up his one tattooed eyebrow. "What?"

"I had a strange dream last night," Hanatarou began chatting and rose up to sit on the grass.

"What's that about?" Rikichi asked, following his movement.

"It kinds of bothering me….," the healer added uncertainly.

"Bothering you? Wanna tell me the dream? " Rikichi demanded. His face beamed with curious.

"Hey, do you believe if dream might tell you something….I-I mean like precognition…," Hanatarou stammered. The nervousness colored his voice.

"I don't know," Rikichi retorted. Hanatarou just inwardly sighed and shut his eyes..

"But you can tell me if that will make you much better," Rikichi coaxed him.

"I-I….I dreamed that I become a mama," Hanatarou stopped immediately after hearing the shocking gasp from Rikichi.

"H-How you become a mother if you're boy…" Rikichi's voiced trailed off when he received a glare from the healer "Sorry, I'm interrupting you, go ahead!"

"T-There was a little boy calling me Okaa-sama." Hanatarou held his breath and fidgeted, waiting for another his friend's reaction.

"Sound's weird," Rikichi looked up in wonder and massaged his chin.

"He…looks very damn cute and lovely and huh…I felt like to hug him as tight as I can, Rikichi. He always tugged my kimono and asked me to pick him up," Hanatarou frowned up and worriedly glanced at Rikichi.

"Hmm…I sense no spooky thing there. Maybe it's just a good sign, beautiful kids and wife. Um! Pardon me, handsome husband" Rikichi bit off laughing while brushing off dry leaves from his shinigami uniform.

"I don't think so…" Hanatarou looked down with tremble. The beads of sweat fell down from his temple. He then brought up the back of his palm and used it to wipe his wet face. Rikichi quizzically faced him and only waited there impatiently for another hint of the haunting dream.

"The boy….he wear kenseikan."

"WHAT!" Rikichi rolled off his eyes and froze on the spot.

"H-Hey Rikichi, You want to tell me that's only a joke right? T-That…It couldn't be true right? Tell me, it's only a stupid dream?" Hanatarou quickly grabbed the front of Rikichi's shirt and shook him in paranoid.

"No…" Rikichi replied in surprise.

Hanatarou sighed with relief and touched his small chest but his friend still remained the same.

"Nightmare…." Then after a little short moment, Rikichi finally voiced out.

Hanatarou felt like want to madly scream for the rest of the day.

TBC

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