Follow Your Nose (Kuchiki Byakuya/Kuchiki Rukia~ #13)
Title: Follow your Nose
Author: Evergrnterrace
Characters/Pairing: Kuchiki Rukia and Kuchiki Byakuya
Rating/Warnings: G?
Theme: 4~Masks for bleach_15
Word Count: 867
Rukia left the 13th Division headquarters well after the sun had gone down and set off towards home. She began to chew on her lower lip and slowed her pace. It wasn’t that she dreaded going home, she was just anxious. And it wasn’t the house, if you could simply call it a house, itself that made her feel this way. It was the who that was probably waiting for her within its walls.
Last night, Byakuya had asked Rukia to marry him. She had attempted to respond but he had cut her off by quickly adding, “You needn’t answer right away. This is a heavy decision, Rukia. Think on it before you respond.” He had paused then, seeming to choose his words carefully and continued. “Once you make a decision, you won’t be afforded a change of heart.” She had agreed to thinking on the matter and had decided to retire early. That had been all she’d been able to think about since. She had barely slept at all, her work had suffered and Ukitake, her division’s captain, had requested that she have a little talk with him. Ukitake had been worried. This remained the case as Rukia had explained the previous night’s events.
*flashback*
…”And he asked me to… to marry him!” she exclaimed, the shock still evident on her smiling face. “And the weirdest part is that his expression never changed!” she continued. Ukitake remained silent and thoughtful for a short time and then he asked, “What are you going to say?” Rukia blushed deeply and averted her eyes. “Well.”She began, slow and cautious, “I was planning on saying yes.”
*back to present*
Rukia’s pace quickened along with her heartbeat as the Kuchiki estates finally came into view. She was a bit nervous. She hadn’t really expected him to propose to her. She knew that he felt something, which was why it wasn’t so hard to feel this way about him. He had shown her on several occasions, by his actions alone, that he cared deeply for her. So maybe he wasn’t like other guys. Maybe he didn’t buy her flowers or chocolate or take her to some movie she didn’t really want to see. He was there any time she needed him. And he had put his own life on the line to save her more than once. If that wasn’t something, she didn’t know what was.
She was a bit worried, however. He hadn’t really shown any sign of actually showing his feelings, so for him to just propose out of nowhere? She had a sneaking suspicion that his advisor had brought this about. She decided to ask him about it. She would ask him, and she would tell him her decision.
Rukia walked through the back halls to make her way to Byakuya’s rooms. She had entered through the side gate so as not to bring unwanted attention to herself. She wanted to avoid any of the household servants if possible. When she didn’t find him in his rooms or his office she decided to try something else.
Rukia followed the scent of cherry blossoms. They seemed to light the way, a glowing beacon with which to guide her way. When the smell became so strong that she fully expected to be standing on him, she glanced around and took note of her surroundings. This wasn’t a part of the house she was familiar with. She noticed a door that was only halfway closed, with a dim flickering of light. She peeked around the edge of the door and her eyes grew wide at what she saw. Byakuya was sitting at some type of altar, with his back to her.
“I hope you can forgive me, Hisana.” He whispered. “But I can’t change how I feel. I’ve let this go on long enough…” he stopped speaking when he felt Rukia’s presence. Her eyes were wide as he turned his head to face her. “Rukia…” he whispered in the same quiet, pained voice. She could see the sadness in his eyes along with something else. Something she had never seen so strongly before, something she hoped to see more of. “Byakuya…” she replied in a whisper, and his eyes widened, too. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had spoken to him so formally, the last time someone had greeted him as an equal. It felt... good. He didn’t even think about how Hisana had always called him ‘Byakuya-sama’.
Rukia dropped her eyes and blushed. She gathered herself a bit and looked back into his eyes. “Yes.” She said, a bit louder than before.
He could have screamed. Would have screamed if it weren’t for all of the discipline and self control he possessed. He hadn’t planned on her saying yes. He hadn’t really given her much reason to. And yet, she had.
“Rukia,” he began, feeling slightly nervous. “Are you sure?” he waited for her answer and became slightly confused by her relaxed demeanor and the sour look on her face. “Baka.” She muttered. His eyebrows shot straight up at the insult as she continued. “Of course I’m sure.” Byakuya released a breath he hadn’t even known he was holding.
END
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It seems to me that the tables have turned. Rukia is completely comfortable and Byakuya seems… what? Different? I would say out of character, but I don’t really think it’s just that... I mean… As long as we make him seem like an asshole to the outside world and we don’t go making him think stupid things like “I’m gonna fuck a chicken, yeehaw” or something, he is pretty much still in character, ya know?
*shrugs* Hope you liked. :) It’s one of my new favorites. I may do a continuation. :D
~Evergrn
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Author: Evergrnterrace
Characters/Pairing: Kuchiki Rukia and Kuchiki Byakuya
Rating/Warnings: G?
Theme: 4~Masks for bleach_15
Word Count: 867
Rukia left the 13th Division headquarters well after the sun had gone down and set off towards home. She began to chew on her lower lip and slowed her pace. It wasn’t that she dreaded going home, she was just anxious. And it wasn’t the house, if you could simply call it a house, itself that made her feel this way. It was the who that was probably waiting for her within its walls.
Last night, Byakuya had asked Rukia to marry him. She had attempted to respond but he had cut her off by quickly adding, “You needn’t answer right away. This is a heavy decision, Rukia. Think on it before you respond.” He had paused then, seeming to choose his words carefully and continued. “Once you make a decision, you won’t be afforded a change of heart.” She had agreed to thinking on the matter and had decided to retire early. That had been all she’d been able to think about since. She had barely slept at all, her work had suffered and Ukitake, her division’s captain, had requested that she have a little talk with him. Ukitake had been worried. This remained the case as Rukia had explained the previous night’s events.
*flashback*
…”And he asked me to… to marry him!” she exclaimed, the shock still evident on her smiling face. “And the weirdest part is that his expression never changed!” she continued. Ukitake remained silent and thoughtful for a short time and then he asked, “What are you going to say?” Rukia blushed deeply and averted her eyes. “Well.”She began, slow and cautious, “I was planning on saying yes.”
*back to present*
Rukia’s pace quickened along with her heartbeat as the Kuchiki estates finally came into view. She was a bit nervous. She hadn’t really expected him to propose to her. She knew that he felt something, which was why it wasn’t so hard to feel this way about him. He had shown her on several occasions, by his actions alone, that he cared deeply for her. So maybe he wasn’t like other guys. Maybe he didn’t buy her flowers or chocolate or take her to some movie she didn’t really want to see. He was there any time she needed him. And he had put his own life on the line to save her more than once. If that wasn’t something, she didn’t know what was.
She was a bit worried, however. He hadn’t really shown any sign of actually showing his feelings, so for him to just propose out of nowhere? She had a sneaking suspicion that his advisor had brought this about. She decided to ask him about it. She would ask him, and she would tell him her decision.
Rukia walked through the back halls to make her way to Byakuya’s rooms. She had entered through the side gate so as not to bring unwanted attention to herself. She wanted to avoid any of the household servants if possible. When she didn’t find him in his rooms or his office she decided to try something else.
Rukia followed the scent of cherry blossoms. They seemed to light the way, a glowing beacon with which to guide her way. When the smell became so strong that she fully expected to be standing on him, she glanced around and took note of her surroundings. This wasn’t a part of the house she was familiar with. She noticed a door that was only halfway closed, with a dim flickering of light. She peeked around the edge of the door and her eyes grew wide at what she saw. Byakuya was sitting at some type of altar, with his back to her.
“I hope you can forgive me, Hisana.” He whispered. “But I can’t change how I feel. I’ve let this go on long enough…” he stopped speaking when he felt Rukia’s presence. Her eyes were wide as he turned his head to face her. “Rukia…” he whispered in the same quiet, pained voice. She could see the sadness in his eyes along with something else. Something she had never seen so strongly before, something she hoped to see more of. “Byakuya…” she replied in a whisper, and his eyes widened, too. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had spoken to him so formally, the last time someone had greeted him as an equal. It felt... good. He didn’t even think about how Hisana had always called him ‘Byakuya-sama’.
Rukia dropped her eyes and blushed. She gathered herself a bit and looked back into his eyes. “Yes.” She said, a bit louder than before.
He could have screamed. Would have screamed if it weren’t for all of the discipline and self control he possessed. He hadn’t planned on her saying yes. He hadn’t really given her much reason to. And yet, she had.
“Rukia,” he began, feeling slightly nervous. “Are you sure?” he waited for her answer and became slightly confused by her relaxed demeanor and the sour look on her face. “Baka.” She muttered. His eyebrows shot straight up at the insult as she continued. “Of course I’m sure.” Byakuya released a breath he hadn’t even known he was holding.
END
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It seems to me that the tables have turned. Rukia is completely comfortable and Byakuya seems… what? Different? I would say out of character, but I don’t really think it’s just that... I mean… As long as we make him seem like an asshole to the outside world and we don’t go making him think stupid things like “I’m gonna fuck a chicken, yeehaw” or something, he is pretty much still in character, ya know?
*shrugs* Hope you liked. :) It’s one of my new favorites. I may do a continuation. :D
~Evergrn
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