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Nighttime
Cicadas chirped fitfully in the night, creating a surprisingly peaceful vibe from the Zaraki-Kuchiki-Kusajishi household. Almost everyone inside lay asleep under their covers. The sky was dark and clear tonight, making the moon visible to everyone. Inside the two story house just outside the eleventh division, a pink haired girl tossed and turned in her futon. She just couldn't sleep. Over the past couple of nights, she had been having bad dreams about the Quincy War they had just recently won. They were about Ken-chan really dying, and Byakkun crying because he was gone. They weren't very nice dreams; not at all. Yachiru 'humph'ed and got up from her bed, opening her bedroom door and walking down the hall.
At night, the hallways seemed so much longer than during the day. The small shinigami tiptoed over to her adoptive parents' room. She could hear Ken-chan's soft snoring and Byakkun's wheezing. It seemed that they weren't 'sparring' tonight. Yachiru carefully slid the door open as to not make too much noise. Her small feet made almost no sound as she shuffled over to the large futon. She went to the foot of the futon and slithered under the covers, her head popping up at the other end; between her adoptive parents. The movement had awoken Byakuya, and when he realized who it was, he placed an arm over the covers where she lay. Just as Byakuya fell back asleep, Kenpachi woke up. After noticing his two favorite people curled up by him, he copied what Byakuya had done; placing his arm atop his noble lover's.
Now Yachiru felt safe—warm—between her adoptive parents. And she finally fell asleep—her dreams finally free of the bad that had a habit of seeping in.
~End~
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