Byakua vs SoifonByakuya Kuchiki knelt down on the wooden furnished floor. He raised his head and slowly opened his eyes. His gaze ended up on a picture frame that stood upright on a silk clothed sheet laid down on a table. It was a portrait of Hisana Kuchiki, his deceased wife.
Hisana, I miss you, he thought. Around his right eye, a miniscule drop of moisture appears in the corner of the eye. He noticed it and lifted his finger to brush it away. He began to reminisce the past, by looking at his deceased wife's portrait.
Byakuya sat by the bed, on the bed lay, Hisana Kuchiki, who was covered to her chest by a white blanket. He held her hand, he was sad, and time to time, a tear ran down his face and dropped onto Hisana's hand.
"Don't cry, Byakuya-sama, before I pass away, I must ask you something," she said. Byakuya was sad and nodded.
"Byakuya-sama, please find my sister. Then after you find her, please do not tell her that I am her sister. Without telling her anything, please Byakuya-sama
Byakuya vs the StormByakuya stood on a grassy field. He had a serious but calm expression on his face. He noticed something and did not turn round to check.
"Who are you? You seem to have the skills of the second division but I do not recognize your reaitsu," he said. He turned round and saw the culprit.
A figure stood on a rock boulder. He was wearing black trousers, a black short sleeved t-shirt with a grey hood. The only thing seen inside the hood was the mouth, but that was too covered by a thin piece of cloth. On the arms were tattoos, tattoos of the Japanese symbols of the zodiac animals. Byakuya could feel no good intent coming from this person. The man in front of him had not much muscle, but he had been proven wrong not to judge a person by its cover. He placed his hand on the hilt of his blade.
"Answer me," said Byakuya, he was getting annoyed and his temper inside of him was slowly heating up. The man bent his leg a little and dashed forward, using the height of the rock to increase his acceler