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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"Why did you do that, Masaki-sama?" asked Katagiri when they were alone. Masaki told her that she needed company to the department store and the maid took that chance. There were too many eyes and ears back at the mansion.
Masaki looked over at her friend as she shifted through the clothing racks in the dress section. "Hm? Do what, Kanae-chan? Oh, what do you think of this color?"
Kanae took hold of the dress passed to her. "It suits you very well. I mean during the dinner last week. Ryuuken-sama has been very withdrawn since."
"Then he's taking my question seriously!" stated Masaki with a nod. "I'm glad that Ryuu-chan is thinking more of himself. It's bad for his health if he worries too much about others. You too Kanae-chan!"
The young maid blinked at the finger suddenly pointed at her but then had to readjust her weight when Masaki took hold of her elbow and lead them to the dressing room. "But you know that Ryuuken-sama still-!"
They paused outside of the rooms and Katagiri found herself face to face with Masaki with Masaki's hands planted on her shoulders. "That's exactly why I did that. You may think I'm being cruel to Ryuuken, but I can't lie to myself. It's just who I am."
"But Masaki-sama," Kanae faltered. She was already overstepping her boundaries.
Masaki smiled and patted her on the shoulder. "It will be okay, Kanae-chan. I know that I can't give happiness to Ryuu-chan, so I'll leave that up to you. Now, let's try on these dresses!"
"W-What?"
"Oh, didn't you know? Our school is having a Winter Ball next month. I'm sure Ryuu-chan will be asking you!"
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AN: Needed a little more angst, because this family is full of drama.
Thank you to my reviewers Isame Kuroda and Nessie910.