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.
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Two sharp knocks were followed by a call. "Katagiri, are you in there?"
Startled from the warm peace, Kanae sat up and looked around the room sleepily. In her hands were the shift dress and a needle with thread. Did she fall asleep?
Another knock. "Katagiri?"
"Yes, I'm coming, Young Master!" Standing up, she carefully deposited her sewing on the chair to answer the door. Ryuuken stood a few steps back from her doorway.
With a small smile, she asked, "What can I help you with, Young Master?"
He frowned. "Have you forgotten?"
"Forgotten…?" She repeated as she thought hard.
"Kanae-chan~ Are you ready yet?" Masaki popped up from behind Ryuuken. She was dolled up in a burgundy yukata with a deep yellow sash about her waist. "Hm? You didn't change yet?"
Seeing the yukata reminded her of the festival tonight. Masaki insisted that the three of them go and enjoy Tanabata together. "Ah! No, I forgot, it seems…"
"No problem! Let's get you ready!" Masaki slipped into her room and rummaged through her closet to pull out the navy yukata and the accompanying white sash. She skipped over with a teasing smile as she held the fabric over Kanae's shoulders and asked Ryuuren, "Doesn't Kanae-chan just look fabulous in this color?"
"Masaki-sama," Katagiri whispered weakly in embarrassment. She didn't dare to even look at the young man's direction.
"Hn, it suits you, Katagiri," Ryuuken said as he looked away. "I'll wait for you both downstairs."
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AN: I think I decided the chapter limit to this series, let's see if I stick to it.
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