"I'm so excited, brother! Yu-chan is almost miiiine~!" chimed an ecstatic and slightly high-pitched voice, though it belonged to a male - Said male was currently sitting in a high-back, leather chair - His shaded eyes were taking in the image of two adult shinigami. One had unique and eye-catching orange hair, the other had shoulder-length hair of a dark-brown hue.
The brunette was heavily pregnant with, by the way he fussed over every need or utterance, the tall carrot-top man's child. He ran from one end of the room to the next, from what was heard, he was 'keeping watch'.
A resounding cough echoed off the secluded room, "Nii-sama - I still see not why you must wait for this," he sounded disappointed, or impatient - His pale blue eyes flicked towards the screen that had stolen his Brother's attention.
"You've never understood my plans," the cheerful spectator replied sadly, giving his 'brother' a quick glance before returning his intense stare to the screen to his right, "If I didn't wait, there would be too much complications," he said after a few moments, clasping his hands and twirling his thumbs around each other.
The questioning other sighed exasperated, "You could've simply spent all your free-time coming up with a way in which we didn't have to sit in this gloomy place for months, but instead you spent all your time writing this stupid novel," he glowered, waving a thick, script around infront of him.
"It's not stupid!" he barked fiercely, his anger fixating on his companion - The other was taken aback by the outburst, his eyes widening suddenly from the shock - It wasn't everyday this man became so infuriated. He coughed, recomposing himself, "When you fall in love, you'll understand, my impudent little brother," there was still a slight growl in his voice, but his outrage was dissipating gradually.
"Ichigo, sit down already!" insisted the hobbling brunette, shuffling herself over to where the lean Captain stood, watching vigilantly out the window, in attempts to keep his family safe.
"I can't - Unohana said there were only a few days left," he replied determinedly, "This is when they'll be after you!" he said through gritted teeth - All threw the pregnancy he had been like this, paranoid and mistrusting. He wouldn't even let Rukia or Orihime visit sometimes.
"Ichigo Kurosaki!" she yelled angrily. She had never been one to succumb to anger, but between the messed-up hormones and her husband acting like a cage, she was down to her last nerve.
He gulped and turned around, looking into her deep, emerald orbs, "Yes, honey?" he asked, fully intending to dissuade her from the furious mood she was in, as if that would work.
"Don't 'Yes, honey?' me, I'm a grown woman!" she blew up. What was with him and Karin babying people close to them? "Sit the hell down and do your work right now, and I don't want you looking out of that window until I say it's okay!" she roared, usually so level-headed, sarcastic and humorous, her pregnancy had really screwed with her.
"Y-yes, Ma'am," he stumbled over his words, nervously walking under her intense glare to his desk that he had requested be moved to his Quarters, claiming it was not so he could keep an eye on his child-bearing Wife.
She sighed, calmed down now and relieved. Sometimes, being like this with Ichigo was the only thing to get him out of his overprotective, 'nothing-matters-as-long-as-I-can-keep-an-eye-on-y ou' mindset - Like all Kurosakis before him, he was stubborn, "I'm very sorry for yelling at you, but you were being completely unreasonable," she apologized softly, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder.
"That's okay, Reika," he replied, he wasn't paying much attention to his work - He was never good at filing these reports, he was a man of action, after all - He just didn't want to face Reika's wrath twice in the same day.
TWO DAYS LATER..
"Yuzu-chan," a silver-haired Shinigami walked up to her desk, fully ignoring the hateful stare that assailed him from the direction of a certain Captain, "I was hoping that you'd come out with me tonight," he said calmly, flashing her that same charming smile, or the creepy one in Byakuya's keen eyes. The visitor's hands rested comfortably on either side of Yuzu's desk.
She looked up at him and beamed sweetly, "Oh! Ha-kun!" she greeted him happily, "I would love too, but-" she was cut off by him straightening and bowing his head in farewell.
"Great, I will see you later tonight then!" he said uncharacteristically excited, all but skipping out of her office in merriment.
Byakuya let out an almost silent growl that reverberated through his throat. Him again, he thought angrily, looking in the perplexed girl's direction, almost displaying a red irritation mark over his hair-covered temple.
"Ha-kun, thank you so much for taking me out today, I've had alot of work to do lately," she thanked him nicely, giving him a thin, curved smile. The different colored lights on the dancefloor flashing through her enchanting brown eyes.
"My pleasure," he returned in a cool voice, his hand was lingering dangerously close to hers, though she seemed too caught up in seeing the talent.
"A bottle of Sake and a lemonade for the lady," a charismatic waiter said, winking one of his pale blue eyes at Hakeno. Yuzu noticed this and looked at her 'date' in a quizzical manner.
"Do you know him?" she asked as the boy who was slightly younger looking than them both sashayed towards the next table of people, trying to look as care-free as possible.
"Oh, him?" he asked, rhetorical of course. "No, I've actually never met him before, he probably winked at me because I'm with such a beauty," he flattered her, hoping to get her away from the subject. Such a smooth liar..
The desired result was achieved, she denied it profusely, her modesty taking over and almost all the way to her ears turned a deep crimson. "Thank you though," she finally said, giving him a shy smile.
"I'm simply telling you the truth," he continued on, her blush reddened further, if ever that was possible and if you could see passed her long, tangle-free locks, you might've been able to confront her about it having reached her ears this time, "Cheers!" he said out of the blue, holding his cup filled with Sake in the air towards her and watching expectantly.
She clumsily and awkwardly answered the gesture, picking up her own glass and clinking it with his own one in waiting with a shaky smile. She definitely found him weird at that moment, he changed constantly, "Cheers," she mumbled half-heartedly, before taking a sip.
He followed her lead and put the tall glass' rim to his lips, taking a long drink of it, though he was really trying to hide his smirk.
Yuzu felt kind of dizzy and she couldn't explain it, she made it a point not to drink Sake because she didn't want to burden someone with her drunken self, but was there a problem with her order? She lurched forward, her palms smacking against the table in a desperate attempt to keep herself from falling onto it, face-first.
"Are you okay, Yuzu?" feigned concern again, just like the first time she met him. He got up and draped her flimsy left limb over his shoulder, his arm wrapped around her waist, while the other secured her arm's placement by clinging to her hand tightly, "I'll take you back to your quarters then," And with that, they both left the bar together.
Hm. Don't know about this chapter either, but it's almost here, yes the ending xD! I'm a badly inspired writer so please be nice ;-;