Eternal Beloved- Byakuya Kuchiki- Bleach (One Shot/Romance)

Life After-Eternal Beloved- Byakuya Kuchiki- Bleach--Part 11

You looked around the abandoned area where your clan always came to gather and learn of the news of the other subparts of our clan and what would be happening in the worlds they inhabited. 

You pulled off a cover that covered something that was scared to your clan. You sat on the bench and stretched your fingers out. You, dressed in a flowing white kimono that hung off your shoulders was seated at a stool, leaning over a big machine of some kind from which the sweet and sad sound emitted. The machine was like an elegant beast, sent to life by your slender fingers. Keys of ivory white and smaller keys of charcoal black decorated the magical object. Smooth brown wood curled delicately underneath the keys in which your fingers were dancing over.  

 A beautiful sound, one you have never heard before, flooded the room. This noise was the sound of icicles and little sleigh bells mixed into one impacting combination. It was pure sadness of the music seep into your body yet poured from your soul, slowly and spread throughout your  veins and yet seeping out from your being. The magic of the sound drew anyone in proximity, which was no one.

You heard the door pushed opened the door with a slight creak of its hinges. You looked to see Byakuya in awe at the scene in front of him, yet his aristocratic expression still held. But, his eyes was filled with adoration and love. 

You turned your head away from his figure, knowing  the fact that you will have to leave him to stop the threat from hurting the Soul Society and once they were stopped and you procreated with one another, you would have only nine months to live.

It is often described throughout the realms that the piano is an extension of our clans way of expressing our true feelings. A clan that is known to be savage, destructive, and have a god given ability to manipulate our bones into weapons, all from the genetics of our hollow counterpart have the ability to control and express our true feelings, especially through a piano. 

The  foreign sound of vibrating octaves that flowed from the strum of its keys to our clan was...like different voices we use to express our feelings at the moment and put our emotions and all of our life into one begin.

"Byakuya," you said while you continued to play the piano and Byakuya walked towards you. Today was his day off and he insisted on accompanying you to your clan's area of the Rukon District so he could "learn more."

"What happened to the Kikimaru clan?" Byakuya questioned as he looked around and noticed old mosaics and sculptures draped with a white cloth.

"A clan known throughout all realms, feared by realms, and eventually will be extinct from existence the moment I move on," you replied, "My clan was considered to be begin from the  direct sibling related to the soul king; due to a disagreement with the soul king and his sibling."

Soprano, alto, bass, causes me to tear up and I didn't not know why, new feelings come to me such as warmth, familiarity and maybe for the first time in my  life I felt empowered enough to appease my curiosity about my own clan and have the courage to actually share this story with someone who I will be making a sacred bond with. 

"His sibling achieved an Oken not to open the dimension to the Palace, but to leave it instead. He traveled around the Soul Society disguised as a regular soul until he found his way to the Senkaimon; he soon traveled the human world until he came across a hollow," you replied, " A Vasto Lorde Arrancar to be exact, though they battled it out for a few days, the Vasto Lorde was severely injured and the sibling did what the Vasto Lorde didn't expect, heal her wounds. Eventually, they fell in love with one another and consummated, creating the first Kikimaru. Considered damned, the family was sentenced to hell for eternity by the Soul King himself. With the will to protect their child, the Vasto Lorde and the sibling used their combined power to prevent the gates of hell from ever coming to reach for the child, creating a modified gigai for the child to survive in the human world."