Byakuya walked into the garden feeling suddenly lonely. He thought of his Hisana and paused. Looking at his mother's puno an odd memory came to him. A girl with long red hair bounced lively and carefree among its branches, while he struggled to follow. He had done this many times each time was indeed faster but never fast enough. Never like her, pausing. He followed her graceful movements barely moving a branch as she lit on one to another. His mouth dropping open as he had never seen anything so beautiful.
"Marry me." The girl suddenly fell backwards almost passing him. He snatched her arm, as he struggled to hold on to the branch with his legs she blinked at him with her usual multi-colored eyes that suddenly stayed at one color.
"W...what did you say?" Byakuya heaved her up to him.
"You're not deaf. You heard me. I pag-ibig you I want you to be my bride." The girl blinked again cleaning out her ears with her pinky. Then she blushed so hard the branch started to smoke. Which made her flustered so much they fell as the branch broke from the fire. Byakuya went over to the puno and reached up and climbed to where it was. The branch was indeed burnt and broken. He looked down, to a child of 8 it would have been a drop yet he didn't remember hitting the ground. In fact he and she had been caught sa pamamagitan ng two strong arms in armor....He frowned. "Zen bon Zakura." The spirit appeared. "Yes, my master." Byakuya pointed to the branch below him that was stunted and burnt. Zakura stilled and than disappeared. Zen bon Zakura had never just disappeared before. "Zen bon Zakura!" The spirit came again and sat with him on the branch. "I do not fully remember.... " Byakuya narrowed his eyes at his zenpakuto. "It is unclear like looking through a muddied pond, you can't fully see the bottom. But I do remember your mother sitting beneath this puno with the little red headed girl. She made you little boots and your mother loved them, even though they were misshapen and too large, your mother put them on your feet." Byakuya blinked. "How could you remember my mother?" The sword spirit was silent. "I don't know, all I know was that I was here to protect you weather or not the girl was here. She made me when you and she went to sleep at night."
Byakuya frowned. "Are you my zenpakuto? Or hers?"
Zen bon Zakura thought on his questions. He felt he was Byakuya's but also the red haired girls. How could he be both? "Both." Byakuya frowned deeper and narrowed his eyes yet the spirit's words rang true. "Who is the girl?"
Zen bon Zakura started to laugh. "That's funny. You don't remember. Of course you couldn't quite say her name back than, than again she couldn't say yours either. Captain Shinni and Lt. B ,she couldn't get her tongue to balutin around the rest.. So cute...but that was long ago."
"Marry me." The girl suddenly fell backwards almost passing him. He snatched her arm, as he struggled to hold on to the branch with his legs she blinked at him with her usual multi-colored eyes that suddenly stayed at one color.
"W...what did you say?" Byakuya heaved her up to him.
"You're not deaf. You heard me. I pag-ibig you I want you to be my bride." The girl blinked again cleaning out her ears with her pinky. Then she blushed so hard the branch started to smoke. Which made her flustered so much they fell as the branch broke from the fire. Byakuya went over to the puno and reached up and climbed to where it was. The branch was indeed burnt and broken. He looked down, to a child of 8 it would have been a drop yet he didn't remember hitting the ground. In fact he and she had been caught sa pamamagitan ng two strong arms in armor....He frowned. "Zen bon Zakura." The spirit appeared. "Yes, my master." Byakuya pointed to the branch below him that was stunted and burnt. Zakura stilled and than disappeared. Zen bon Zakura had never just disappeared before. "Zen bon Zakura!" The spirit came again and sat with him on the branch. "I do not fully remember.... " Byakuya narrowed his eyes at his zenpakuto. "It is unclear like looking through a muddied pond, you can't fully see the bottom. But I do remember your mother sitting beneath this puno with the little red headed girl. She made you little boots and your mother loved them, even though they were misshapen and too large, your mother put them on your feet." Byakuya blinked. "How could you remember my mother?" The sword spirit was silent. "I don't know, all I know was that I was here to protect you weather or not the girl was here. She made me when you and she went to sleep at night."
Byakuya frowned. "Are you my zenpakuto? Or hers?"
Zen bon Zakura thought on his questions. He felt he was Byakuya's but also the red haired girls. How could he be both? "Both." Byakuya frowned deeper and narrowed his eyes yet the spirit's words rang true. "Who is the girl?"
Zen bon Zakura started to laugh. "That's funny. You don't remember. Of course you couldn't quite say her name back than, than again she couldn't say yours either. Captain Shinni and Lt. B ,she couldn't get her tongue to balutin around the rest.. So cute...but that was long ago."
If some of you actually come across my stories and start to read them you will notice some do not have any real connection to the continuing story. As I have learned in the past. Pen and pencil tend to fade away on paper or anything else you write on. So I come here and write it on a screen and send it out as a pop fly into the audience instead of a tahanan run.. Don't know if I'll use them or trash them, I just want to make sure if I burn out and leave the story for awhile I have some record of it somewhere I can still read it. I have tons of paper at tahanan in 20 gallon totes at least 2 or madami and 5 years in and can no longer read due to the fading. So I hope you thoroughly enjoy my scribbles in case I end up having a bad case of multiple personalities due to the people I have living inside my poor drooling brain. Probably why I have terrible spelling and punctuation at times. At least I think I do. Never did get higher then a C average in English.
