"Byakuya.." The purple clad woman in a simplistic flash came before him. Standing at his side with a uplifted spirit.
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"Byakuya.." The purple clad woman in a simplistic flash came before him. Standing at his side with a uplifted spirit.
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Despite everything, Byakuya has decided to be on speaking terms with me. Which is slightly surprising, given his development through the years. At the most, we can carry out small conversations. Granted, it's full of dismissals from his side and teasing from mine, but it's similar from before, in some ways. As a child, he loved insulting me--and trying to hit me.
Sometimes I think about the days when he had strived so hard to surpass me. I wonder if he thinks about that as well. Those days. As if they hold so much more meaning than some running around, insults and laughter. Training, yes, though it holds sentimental value to me, like the ribbon in my hair. I hadn't thought myself to be sentimental, though keeping this red ribbon says otherwise.
He holds himself up on such a high pedestal, as he should, though he pretends I am not there. So it seems.
Perhaps I am simply reaching now. And that makes me the only one.
"NIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-SAAAAAAAAAMAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" The petite girl yelled loudly to call for her brother.
Obviously the wrong answer BI
"Is little Byakuya upset I called him a demon?"
Silence had peeked in after his serene words were spoken. The violet colored hue petite glanced over his frame, lightly bowing for common curtsy of his presence. Rukia as always remained nearly speechless to speak a word to the noble men, but she sucked it up this time and broke apart the gap that remained between them, as though she found the equal force to speak to him properly. "Nii-sama." she said softly. "How do you fare?" The question itself was rather dull, and dumb because she knew that she was only searching for an excuse to be near him; wanting to know if he was well, but as always, he the Noble men, Kuchiki Byakuya was always at well state despite the injuries of past battles.
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You~
charismatic-noble replied to your post: What is your favorite place on Ichigo’s body to kiss? BI "N-NII-SAMA?!?!" Rukia blinked and jumped back.
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≧◡≦ - You’re cute.
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