Mentions of IchiRuki in this chapter. If you don't like that it's too bad for you, for the rest of you guys, enjoy!
Blossom
Every time he watched the two of them sitting together it made his heart hurt.
He pretended not to notice them, of course, but how was it possible when the sound of feminine giggles and masculine chuckles was a nearly constant companion where ever he went, and the couple never had eyes for anyone other than themselves.
He saw himself and Hisana in the two of them.
He saw his wife stand in front of him instead of his sister, he saw himself stand in front of him instead of the orange-haired brat who somehow had managed to snatch away Rukia's heart.
He'd snatched away her heart just like Byakuya had done with Hisana.
Byakuya looked down at the scroll lying on his desk, eyes momentarily shooting to the left just in time to see his sister attack the Shinigami Daiko below the cherry tree and he sighed softly as he returned his attention to the scroll.
Yes, they were so much like Hisana and himself that it almost hurt.
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Kurosaki had better make her happy.
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