The Perfect Something~Chapter 1
Title: The Perfect Something
Chapter: 1. Cherry Blossoms
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Byakuya, Rukia
Word Count: 821
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: S/S Arc, Het, slightly AU, doesn’t follow a time line
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or its characters.
Summary: Everything has changed. He pulls away, she embraces the new. Who will be left behind, who will find love?
Byakuya rose from the table just as Rukia had entered the dining room. This was the new morning ritual. Rukia would have just finished her morning preparations before sitting down for breakfast just as he was leaving for work. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought that he had it planned this way. She sighed inward as she bowed her head slightly and said in lowered tones, “Have a good day, Nii-sama.” She felt his gaze on her as he said nothing, then he turned and was gone. ‘Not the best way to start the day.’ she thought to herself. She hurriedly finished off what remained of her breakfast as she replayed the scene from moments earlier in her mind. She didn’t need to look up anymore to know that he would gaze at her for a few moments even after she had bid him good day, turn around with a graceful swirl of his captain’s robes and head out the door. Not for the first time, she idly wondered if he shunpo’ed to work.
With yet another inward sigh, Rukia stood from her kneeling position at the table and prepared for her walk of the gardens. This was another morning ritual of sorts and she never failed to look forward to it. She loved sitting under the cherry blossom trees. She loved the way the sun would filter through the branches, just enough to make the blossoms appear to be dancing. She loved that whenever she was in the gardens, she could feel Byakuya’s presence. It wasn’t his spirit energy, per se, but more as if he had made his mark on the nature itself. His fingerprints on the flowers, his foot prints on the paths, his scent in the air. ’Probably just the cherry blossoms.’ she thought with a smile.
It seemed that no matter how often she tried to convince herself that he was her brother, it never worked. She knew there was no blood relation. She could call him ‘Nii-sama’ until she was blue in the face and it wouldn’t change the fact that when she came into this garden, his garden, she felt immediately at ease. All of the coldness he seemed to radiate any other time was turned into warmth and comfort in this place. She felt closer to him, a different type of intimacy that she had never shared with anyone before, when she came here.
One of the sole reasons she came here nearly every day was to feel that closeness with him. To feel as if his warmth was meant for her. It seemed as though it was the only way she would ever be wrapped in his embrace, be able to share her feelings and thoughts with him. Another of the reasons was to reflect on her emotions. She still wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about him. What she felt for him. But she knew it had nothing to do with her adoptive status or the promise he had made to her sister.
She wondered idly how he felt. What he thought. ’If only he would let me in, even if just a little.’ She let loose another sigh as she realized, not for the first time, that the coldness he portrayed was most likely how he actually felt. She knew he wasn’t as stoic as he presented himself, as impassive as he appeared. But he had always seemed to distance himself from her. Always saying as little as possible, avoiding any eye contact and lately it seemed as if he were avoiding her presence at all. She didn’t know what to make of it, but she was starting to think that as time went on, he withdrew even more. ’As if we were ever close to begin with.’ she thought with a slight frown.
Pushing the bitter thoughts away in an effort to keep the comforting atmosphere pure, Rukia inhaled deeply. Such a normal gesture anywhere else, but int these gardens it was one of the most soothing things in all of Soul Society. For a moment, just a moment, she allowed herself to imagine this Cherry Blossom tree to be Byakuya. She wondered thoughtfully if anything could ever come of them. If he could ever feel anything for her. She wrapped her arms around her legs and looked into the branches. ’Stranger things have happened.’ she thought, slightly amused.
Rukia laid her head against the bark and allowed her body to be supported by the trunk. She closed her eyes and began picturing Byakuya on one of his nightly strolls through the Kuchiki property. He often followed the same trail as she. Rukia felt the breeze on her smiling face and allowed herself to settle even more peacefully into the scent of Byakuya. She imagined being wrapped in his embrace. Before long, she was dreaming of him.
TBC
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If you note any spelling, punctuation or grammatical errors, please let me know. I will fix them ASAP. Feel free to review. I don't demand it, but I won't deny that I am looking forward to some input. If you feel the need to flame, so be it. I won't stop because some people don't like this story. If you have any suggestions or things you would like to be included in this story, feel free to let me know. I am always open to knew ideas and I am not opposed to writing more fics. I am pretty open to a lot of pairings in both Bleach and FMA.
Thanks in advance for taking the time to read my story.
~Sam
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Chapter: 1. Cherry Blossoms
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Byakuya, Rukia
Word Count: 821
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: S/S Arc, Het, slightly AU, doesn’t follow a time line
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach or its characters.
Summary: Everything has changed. He pulls away, she embraces the new. Who will be left behind, who will find love?
Byakuya rose from the table just as Rukia had entered the dining room. This was the new morning ritual. Rukia would have just finished her morning preparations before sitting down for breakfast just as he was leaving for work. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought that he had it planned this way. She sighed inward as she bowed her head slightly and said in lowered tones, “Have a good day, Nii-sama.” She felt his gaze on her as he said nothing, then he turned and was gone. ‘Not the best way to start the day.’ she thought to herself. She hurriedly finished off what remained of her breakfast as she replayed the scene from moments earlier in her mind. She didn’t need to look up anymore to know that he would gaze at her for a few moments even after she had bid him good day, turn around with a graceful swirl of his captain’s robes and head out the door. Not for the first time, she idly wondered if he shunpo’ed to work.
With yet another inward sigh, Rukia stood from her kneeling position at the table and prepared for her walk of the gardens. This was another morning ritual of sorts and she never failed to look forward to it. She loved sitting under the cherry blossom trees. She loved the way the sun would filter through the branches, just enough to make the blossoms appear to be dancing. She loved that whenever she was in the gardens, she could feel Byakuya’s presence. It wasn’t his spirit energy, per se, but more as if he had made his mark on the nature itself. His fingerprints on the flowers, his foot prints on the paths, his scent in the air. ’Probably just the cherry blossoms.’ she thought with a smile.
It seemed that no matter how often she tried to convince herself that he was her brother, it never worked. She knew there was no blood relation. She could call him ‘Nii-sama’ until she was blue in the face and it wouldn’t change the fact that when she came into this garden, his garden, she felt immediately at ease. All of the coldness he seemed to radiate any other time was turned into warmth and comfort in this place. She felt closer to him, a different type of intimacy that she had never shared with anyone before, when she came here.
One of the sole reasons she came here nearly every day was to feel that closeness with him. To feel as if his warmth was meant for her. It seemed as though it was the only way she would ever be wrapped in his embrace, be able to share her feelings and thoughts with him. Another of the reasons was to reflect on her emotions. She still wasn’t entirely sure how she felt about him. What she felt for him. But she knew it had nothing to do with her adoptive status or the promise he had made to her sister.
She wondered idly how he felt. What he thought. ’If only he would let me in, even if just a little.’ She let loose another sigh as she realized, not for the first time, that the coldness he portrayed was most likely how he actually felt. She knew he wasn’t as stoic as he presented himself, as impassive as he appeared. But he had always seemed to distance himself from her. Always saying as little as possible, avoiding any eye contact and lately it seemed as if he were avoiding her presence at all. She didn’t know what to make of it, but she was starting to think that as time went on, he withdrew even more. ’As if we were ever close to begin with.’ she thought with a slight frown.
Pushing the bitter thoughts away in an effort to keep the comforting atmosphere pure, Rukia inhaled deeply. Such a normal gesture anywhere else, but int these gardens it was one of the most soothing things in all of Soul Society. For a moment, just a moment, she allowed herself to imagine this Cherry Blossom tree to be Byakuya. She wondered thoughtfully if anything could ever come of them. If he could ever feel anything for her. She wrapped her arms around her legs and looked into the branches. ’Stranger things have happened.’ she thought, slightly amused.
Rukia laid her head against the bark and allowed her body to be supported by the trunk. She closed her eyes and began picturing Byakuya on one of his nightly strolls through the Kuchiki property. He often followed the same trail as she. Rukia felt the breeze on her smiling face and allowed herself to settle even more peacefully into the scent of Byakuya. She imagined being wrapped in his embrace. Before long, she was dreaming of him.
TBC
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If you note any spelling, punctuation or grammatical errors, please let me know. I will fix them ASAP. Feel free to review. I don't demand it, but I won't deny that I am looking forward to some input. If you feel the need to flame, so be it. I won't stop because some people don't like this story. If you have any suggestions or things you would like to be included in this story, feel free to let me know. I am always open to knew ideas and I am not opposed to writing more fics. I am pretty open to a lot of pairings in both Bleach and FMA.
Thanks in advance for taking the time to read my story.
~Sam
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