Drabble: Gone
Title: Gone
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
A/N: Well, my first Bleach drabble. Here goes!
You looked at me with your soft, dark eyes. The dark purple, almost black, eyes, begging me softly. They tugged at my heartstrings. I do not want to do this to you. I made a promise to protect you, and I intend to keep it. But how could I, when on the other hand, I have made a promise to never break the rules again? The same rules that now bind me, preventing me from gathering you into my arms and hastening away from that dreadful prison.
You are my everything. I do not desire to watch you perish in front of me, not when I myself hold the power to free you. I want you to be safe by my side once more, just like it had been for the past few decades. Hisana, what should I do? Your sister languishes in prison, and here I am, torn between my promise to you to protect her, and to my parents to follow the rules always. Hisana, what would you have me do?
Kuchiki Byakuya closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, then another. Calmness settled over him. He knew what to do.
A flash of shunpo.
"Bakudo no rokujyuuichi, Rikujokoro," effectively took care of the few guards patrolling the area.
The cell was unlocked with great efficiency. The pale, dark haired shinigami gently lifted and cradled in loving arms. Violet eyes popped open in shock. A gentle smile curved her lips when violet eyes met impassive gray ones. "Nii-sama". She turned her head trustingly into him, pressing her cheek against the warmth of his body.
Another flash of shunpo, and they were gone.
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me.
A/N: Well, my first Bleach drabble. Here goes!
You looked at me with your soft, dark eyes. The dark purple, almost black, eyes, begging me softly. They tugged at my heartstrings. I do not want to do this to you. I made a promise to protect you, and I intend to keep it. But how could I, when on the other hand, I have made a promise to never break the rules again? The same rules that now bind me, preventing me from gathering you into my arms and hastening away from that dreadful prison.
You are my everything. I do not desire to watch you perish in front of me, not when I myself hold the power to free you. I want you to be safe by my side once more, just like it had been for the past few decades. Hisana, what should I do? Your sister languishes in prison, and here I am, torn between my promise to you to protect her, and to my parents to follow the rules always. Hisana, what would you have me do?
Kuchiki Byakuya closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, then another. Calmness settled over him. He knew what to do.
A flash of shunpo.
"Bakudo no rokujyuuichi, Rikujokoro," effectively took care of the few guards patrolling the area.
The cell was unlocked with great efficiency. The pale, dark haired shinigami gently lifted and cradled in loving arms. Violet eyes popped open in shock. A gentle smile curved her lips when violet eyes met impassive gray ones. "Nii-sama". She turned her head trustingly into him, pressing her cheek against the warmth of his body.
Another flash of shunpo, and they were gone.