Byakuya was sitting seiza at the table, taking a last minute look at some documents, when he heard her soft, timid voice:
"Omatase shimashita."
Rukia opened the door of the dining room and trotted to her place. Byakuya's curiosity was so strong then that he couldn't fully concentrate on the papers and looked up at her. The little shinigami was already wearing her uniform, but now he could smell the scent of jasmine from her hair, which he could see was still wet. He watched her sit down, his eyes warm, her usual gait and sweetness provoking strange sentiments in him.
Of course, Byakuya could never admit that he found Rukia's personality so adorable and full of life; at least, when she wasn't being so timid. He had come to appreciate and look forward to the moments he had with the little shinigami. He must confess that, more and more nowadays, he found himself wanting to learn more about Rukia.
Unfortunately, work meant that time was tight for him and the occasions when he could see her
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