Standard disclaimers apply to the fictional characters of BLEACH used in this story. They are the property of the esteemed Kubo Tite-sensei, and I have no claim over them. Please don't sue.
AN: There are spoilers from the manga, starting from Chapter 528 onward.
"Come in." Katagiri opened the door and carefully pushed the trolley into the room.
"I have brought you some tea, Young Master," she announced as she stopped the metal cart next to the small round table.
Ryuuken stared at her from the window's reflection. It was still raining outside.
Kanae paused in pouring the fresh brew and silently set down the pot. Looking down at the cup of tea, she murmured, "Masaki-sama will be okay. She has the Shinigami looking after her."
He walked over to the table and did not answer her. Her heart clenched when she spotted the cut across his left cheek. Lowering her eyes again, she steadily placed the cup and saucer in front of him. Once he took a sip from it, she reached into one of the pockets in her apron and pulled out a tube of ointment and a bandage.
"Please use it after you have finished your tea," Katagiri told him softly. She left them on the table next to the teapot and then she went to collect the towel discarded by the bed. She could feel his eyes trained on her.
Folding the towel carefully, she turned to him with a smile that did not reach her eyes. "I will come back to pick up the tea a little later. Is there anything else you need, Ryuuken-sama?"
Ryuuken stared unblinkingly at her for a few moments before turning away. "No, this is fine, Katagiri."
AN: So, it might be a drabble/short story style. I'll speed things up, maybe. We'll see how I feel. Leave some love!