They’re not fantasies, babe. All of these lil’ events are sure to happen one day, if only you’d get your panties out of their bunch, and started accepting the sprouting love the metaphorical gods of romance blessed us with!
Siiiiiiiiiiiigh. Leaving is a no-can-do, cutie. We’re not done here. I haven’t gotten my daily dose of Byakuya-sama yet!! Must you really try and rid me of this loooove drug that your very presence offers me, hmm? I recognize the fact that I may not supply enough grace and charm to return said pleasant aura you deliver, but that’s no matter — for our chemistry is enough to get us by.
Buuut, if you’re really that busy and you want me to leave, I guess I could step back for a bit. That would be super duper wuper zuper tuper uper boring, though! You don’t like boring things! Why can’t we make things fun for once?
I have an idea! Let’s go out and do something! Yes, yes, let’s! Gyahahahaheeheee!!
He scoffs, finding her thoughts so pathetic they even ranged to a bit humorous, "The day I do any of that is the day my name is no longer Byakuya Togami. And if your thick head can't decipher something to that level, let me clarify that for you. It means. Never." The absolute hatred in his voice had once again returned. "Don't you understand? The only thing I feel for you, you foul urchin, is loathing. Now get out of my sight, watching paint dry is even ten times more pleasant than having to spend a single additional second with you."


















