Chapter 5: Realization I stopped to catch my breath, something that was required far more often than I would like, and turned back the way I'd come, squinting against the setting sun, hoping to catch a last glimpse of Seireitei. However, the sun was already behind it, and all I could see was the shapes of the towers and buildings of the beautiful city, as though it was a city of shadows instead of white marble. I continued to stare at the buildings, until the searing stinging sensation in my eyes forced them closed, and I turned away. My head reeled, and when I opened my eyes again my vision was so blurry and distorted that I had to sit down on a rock on the side of the earthy road that I was travelling on. I sat there for a long time, trying to calm the spinning of my head, and the nauseous feeling in my stomach. I sat there, with my head clutched in my hands, for so long that when I finally looked up the sun had set and night had fallen, shrouding the forest around me in daChapter 5: Realization by Greatme88
Byakuya's valentine's day( This takes place before Hisana died, so Byakuya´s vice captain is still Ginjiro Shirogane, not Renji Abarai.)Byakuya's valentine's day by Greatme88
Byakuya Kuchiki was thoroughly annoyed. This was admittedly not an entirely uncommon occurance, since the captain of the sixth division was often annoyed at one thing or another, even though his disdainful mood had lifted somewhat since he had married. However, this was one of the days he had to restrain himself so as not to snap at anyone who approached him. About halfway through his walk to the captain's meeting he realized the approach was not going so well, since people seemed to scamper out of his way even more quickly than usual. Well, the people that he didn't mind. Naturally, the ones that he was annoyed at got dicouraged too, but some were more persistant than most, and it was that as he arrived at the captain's meeting, his thin mouth was twisted into a scowl that raised a lot of eyebrows. The captains were however more used to his scary demeanor,
Happy Birthday, Byakuya It was in the winter of their second year of marriage, during the somewhat awkward state between shyness and open affection. The winter had come particularly late that year, and so it was that when the 31st of January came around, the remains of the first snow still lingered upon the ground.Happy Birthday, Byakuya by Greatme88
Hisana Kuchiki was sitting on the floor of her room, a quilt wrapped around her shoulders for warmth, mind spinning. She knew that the 31st was her husband, Byakuya Kuchiki's, birthday, but what was more she had no clue what to give him. She knew she ought to get him something, to show her love and appreciation for him, but the right thing just wouldn't come to mind. She knew Byakuya would act happy no matter what she gave him, but she wanted the gift to show him that she really cared. He would have no use for an expensive gift, because there were precious few things he could not get if he truly wanted to, having all of the Kuchiki fortune at his disposal.
Chapter 2: Misconception I slowly open my eyes, and stare right into the face of a smiling woman, her long braid tucked neatly into the folds of her haori. She looked genuinely nice, but I'm ashamed to say that her smile was a bit disconcerting, and I may have reacted rather inappropriately.Chapter 2: Misconception by Greatme88
'Gah!' I flinched, tried to scramble out from under her creepy gaze, and almost immediately fell back on my pillows, gasping at the pain in my chest, and the surprising amount of effort it required to move. It felt like trying to move in a thick-flowing liquid, like syrup. Every breath was a struggle. So instead of trying to shift, I simply lay still, letting my eyes roam over the surroundings.
I was lying on a futon, in what appeared to be a hospital ward. However, I was not connected to any tubes or such, and the only occupied slot in the room was mine. "Where am I?" I asked the woman, trying to not be impolite by not looking her in the face and keeping the go
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