Minnaa-San, thank you so much for your wonderful reviews. Hope you all will support me till the end of this story. Here the next chapter of my story, it still focusing on Hanatarou. Hope all of you can be patience, Byakuya part will up next chapter, I promise hehe...

Disclaimer: I hope Bleach is mine...but sadly it's Kubo's

Rikichi didn't know that his best friend never put a single thought of believing with a dark, mystical thing. At first, Rikichi thought Hanatarou has a bad luck and assured him to see the famous witch doctor in 78th district of Rukongai to clean his spirit.

But Hanatarou firmly rejected it. He affirmed to him that he's still mentally and emotionally healthy to not hurt Rikichi's feeling.

In true words, the healer never believes any magical thing. "Nonsense and it won't make him any good" he exclaimed to him one day. He's actually too logic for that which make Rickichi a bit disappointed.

But those things never weakened him. He only wanted his friend to be happy again. The dream kept haunting Hanatarou almost every night, seems so real, causing him to suffer insomnia. Funny it sounds but scary for the little flower.

It took Rikichi a month to convince him to see the witch doctor. Then finally Hanatarou accepted.

And the night, both boys made a journey to seek for the witch doctor.

It was a long walk through a big wood and a few small hills. Hanatarou repeatedly chanted his prey in his heart, hoping that they won't bump into hungry hollows out there. He looked up to see the full moon and was so scared. He gripped hard Hisogamaru liked he never did before as a preparation for something unwished.

Rikichi felt the same too.

Unfortunately, both of them are very poor in sword skill. They might be in trouble if they won't be careful. No one will defend and fight after them. And so the best way to avoid the problem is choosing the safest path even it takes them a year to arrive.

After the long hours, the light from Tia Obaa-san's house finally came to their sight. They tiredly smiled as they made steps toward the old house's porch.

Before Rikichi managed to knock the door, an old creepy voice startled them from inside.

"Don't even bother to knock, just enter my child."

Hanatarou gasped and clamped his mouth. He turned his wide shocking eyes stared at Rikichi. "She knows we're here." He whispered but Rikichi ignored him and said nothing.

The boys carefully slide open the door and poked their head through a small creak. There was an old woman with long silver hair. Her onyx eyes watched them sharply behind the small table.

Hanatarou shrieked slightly when the scary gaze of Tia Obaa-san met him. "Please come, my boys and let your mind freely be reached by me," she made a slow welcome gesture by her forefinger.

The boys scanned their eyes at their surrounding as they made their way into the house. There were a few skulls of dead human and animal, weird bottles with an organ and dead human's embryo inside displayed on the racks.

It might be dangerous to come here for the healer's thought but he has made his mind. Their eyes again met the woman's.

They way her scary eyes followed them, the way she motioned them to come by her deep creepy voice sending a shiver through Hanatarou's spine. He felt like wanted to pee at that moment.

"Have a seat, boys…"

It felt like the old woman know his burden. And when she smiled, showing her eyesore teeth at them, he started to tremble and cold sweated. "Thank God, Rickichi is here with me."

"Hana, just try to get a hold of yourself," Rikichi said in low voice and pulled him to the seat.

"Do you have trouble with your mind, little man," Tia Obaa-san looked at him straight in the eyes and crossed her long thin fingers under her chin.

Hanatarou chocked off, speechless. The woman seems know everything. "Is there something… disturbing your peaceful nights? Make you restlessly sail in your dream?" Her glassy eyes glinted with unknown desire, preying each of the pretty boy's uncomfortable reaction with her predatory glare.

"Hey Hana, say something," Rikichi said into his ear.

"Um..Y-you know about me…I-I mean my dream?" Hanatarou asked, stuttering.

The woman smirked and creased one of her grey eyebrows. "I can smell your anxiety, your bewilderment that lead out from unstable spiritual pressure but….I want to be ensure the source of your problem and what I feel the most is right now….It comes from your restless mind, your dream sparked it.. Dream is one part of our mind's playground and there's so much thing that can be tell from dream, my dear. And we can control our lucks if we manage to extract the secret of dream," Tia Obaa-san gave long lecture, earning an enthusiast look from the boys.

"Can dream tell about future?" Rikichi suddenly asked. Hanatarou got a little surprise.

The woman only grinned as she knew the answer. "Precognition….is something that can be predicts by dream but…none all dream is precognition and all precognition is a dream. You understand me," she changed her gazes at each of them.

"No way…"

Hanatarou's chest felt like to pop out. His heartbeats were getting faster and cast his eyes downward. He touched his left wrist, it felt cold. He stayed there for a moments and said nothing.

Rikichi narrowed his eyes at him with sympathy.

"Ne, Obaa-san…help me, please…please, I want to avoid whatever happened in my dream. It's really bad….I don't want to be the mother and marry with the man who claim to be the father of the kid. I want to stay as me that I know forever…It's impossible to get pregnant and raise a child, that's so crazy!" Hanatarou sobbed out and unthinkably tugged the woman's hand.

The woman returned him a gentle smile and raised his chin with his finger. "You should be more calm and collected, boy," she coaxed him.

"How can you solve your problem if you're hardly to stay calm….here, let me look inside your head," he suddenly moved her hand from his chin and brought it to his temple. The woman shut her eyes as she started to read the healer's mind.

Both Hanatarou and Rikichi can see the woman's orbs moved behind her wrinkled eyelids. Then after seemed like an hour, the woman suddenly pulled away her hand and opened her wide onyx eyes.

She hardly breathed and coughed a little while rubbing her sore throat. "What the…interesting future that you bear, boy. Why not you let it happen?" she smiled knowingly.

"No!" Hanatarou made a sudden cry. Rikichi jumped a little from his seat.

"Is that a big matter for you?" she questioned him.

"Y-yes…It gives me a creep. I can't stand it Obaa-san, please help me," Hanatarou whined.

"The father of the kid….you scares of him, huh?" Tia Obaa-san gave a teasing look.

Hanatarou shifted his watery glance from the table toward the woman and slowly nodded. He swallowed hard and tried to ease his nervousness by inhaling.

"He nearly killed me for trying to save his sister….I get phobia with him since then. He's not at good man that you might think. And to think of me to become his wife…. 'sleep' with him and get pregnant, that….. " Hanatarou looked away for once and his cheeks slowly turned into pink.

"I-It k-kinds of embarrassing!" He quickly looked down to hide his flushing face.

By witnessing this, Tia Obaa-san burst out into hysterical laughter. Rikichi gave a horrify look at her and sometimes glanced over to his quiet friend.

Hanatarou on the other side remained speechless. The shamefulness ate him inside making him too shy to even raise his face and only let his ears caught the mocking sounds of laughter from the woman.

"Ne, isn't he's so handsome?" Tia Obaa-san slightly leaned forward and grinned.

Hanatarou shot his eyes at her before turned away. "I-I admit it…but…"

"He's the powerful and the strongest clan head ever exist in history," Tia-Obaa-san added like offering him.

"I know…"

"It could be hard first but slowly….you may accept him…"

Hanatarou silenced and let out a little whimper. The woman in front of him was so persistent.

"Besides, he's your destined mate….you cannot change the fact," she gave him for more advice. There's a little nurturing tone in her normally creepy voice.

"But I want to stay like this! I want to stay as Yamada Hanatarou! I don't want to bear his highly honored family's name neither bears his child," Hanatarou sobbed out and shuddered.

"And I don't want to turn like a caged bird, has no free will and always be abided by rule…please understand me, Obaa-san, I beg you please…I might turn crazy because of that," the healer cried out loud and put his head on the table. Rikichi only astonishingly gawked at his best friend's confession and stubbornness. Never did he know Hanatarou is so outspoken when it come to his happiness.

Tia Obaa-san quietly cast her eyes down upon the crying black haired medic and sighed in defeat. The sympathy started to flood into her heart when he looked at the poor boy. He must be to frighten and despise the noble, she mentally thought.

"Hey, cheer out, Hanatarou. There's going to be another way to help you," Rikichi comforted him.

The woman then reached out her hand to gently caress the top of Hanatarou's head. Hanatarou suddenly stopped crying and raised his head to look up at the woman's face.

"I'll help you," she said. Hanatarou straightened back his posture while rubbing tears from his cheeks and eyes. A broken smile craved on his face.

"I'll prepare you some kind of powerful talisman to help you," Tia Obaa-san exclaimed.

"Ah, Thank you so much Obaa-san…

TBC