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"Congratulations, Taicho Kuchiki. I am most pleased. This will only further solidify your place in society, and with the upcoming events. You and your sister shall be able to carry on our family pride and legacy proudly here in the Seireitei. I am most pleased and honor to inform you that the Azurian family have offered their hands graciously to make you the wife of the future head of the family, heir of their legacy, Nicholas."

She sat on the ground, on the cushion in front of the last remaining elder of their family. She had her new captains Haori clenched in her hands as she silently stared at the Elder, her heart pounding in borderline hysteria and panick. She wanted to beg him to take his words he'd just told her back. She knew the Elder had a son - why couldn't HE marry some kind of princess to carry on the family? Her uncle was surely worthy of such a deed - though, it would be most helpful if they could track him down. he was always off, doing something nonsensical. But, what were they thinking? She was SIXTEEN years old! The only reason she'd graduated early and become a captain now was because of the seireitei needing captains, needing order and a council, to rebuild. Her sister who was 18 now, was also a captain, taking over the squad their beloved deceased brother.

But... then again, Akane was now the heir to the family and if Ayume resisted, Akane would have to deal with the consequences. Their family was wiped out and though their wealth and status had no decreased the Kuchiki clan was now an endangered species. And she did not want to cause any stress on her beloved sister. So the newly appointed child-taicho bowed deeply to her Elder.

"Understood. I will carry my duty out with honor." She replied, before standing, and quietly exiting the scene. Her thoughts now wondered to the day she'd met him, two months after that awful old man told her what was to become of her. He'd come forward nervously and introduced herself... and she'd looked over at her sister and the elder, steeling her resolve. Ten years old...and engaged.
"We're getting married. Yah." She held her hand out to him and when he took it, she'd never thought that she'd hear two family cheering over children shaking hands. She looked around biting back her spite at them all, and then turned her crystalline blue eyes to Nicholas.

Ayume blinked as she came back to her senses, her pen had stopped writing. The Seireitei had been rebuilt, though many parts were still in ruins.. it'd taken so many decades to fix what had been destroyed. She stood up then, and walked to her door, peering out at the blue sky. She couldn't concentrate - and it was getting on her nerves. She'd just found out that the Elder and the Nicholas' parents had set up a 'date' for them tonight. Some place they would go together alone, and yet in public. They had said that their captaincy was preventing them from getting to know each other - and that they wanted to go through with the marriage soon. They'd given them long enough. Essentially they were right. She was lucky they didn't just marry them straight off the bat when she gained her first flower. She was very grateful for the illusion of kindness they allowed her in giving them time to get to know him better. They had a date set for the wedding now though, and in a few months she would not be just a girl who was in an arranged marriage, she would be an arranged wife and she would obey and take these days and nights that they set aside for her and Nicholas to get to know each other so that when her first kiss sealed her fate... it was not to a stranger.

She sighed and turned. she supposed she should start getting ready. What was she supposed to wear anyways? Where was her fashionable sister when she needed her?

Rokkubantai Taichou Kuchiki Akane
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDivision 6: The Seireitei Police. «««««








Akane was annoyed.
No.
That was a lie.

She was livid.

She knew that damned elder was up to something behind her back, and she was far from pleased when she was told that he had schemed to put the Kuchiki Clan in a more favourable political position among the other Clans by marrying her little sister off to the upstart Azurians. On the one hand this was understandable. The dramatic events that had taken place that had resulted in Akane herself taking the heavy mantle of being the head of the Kuchiki Clan upon herself, had left their family decimated and in physical ruin.

On the other hand, Akane was very close to simply stepping up to any and all how were involved and making fashionable garters out of their guts.

As much as the latter appealed to her, Akane knew she was going to have to play this one by ear. As one of the sharpest minds in the Seireitei, though this belied her actual appearance, she knew full well what a precarious balance now prevailed in connection to how the Kuchiki stood in relation to the other Clans.

They were still unimaginably wealthy, those who remained were still of outstanding nobility, and all carried a reputation one could cracks rocks on. However, their number had dwindled to almost extinction and only two women remained of the core of the family who could still form any sort of marriage. It was a very uncomfortable situation to say the least.

And Akane was well aware of it not going to risk her Clan's future.


Then again, the thought of her little child of a sister, the one person she adored above all else marrying someone completely unknown....no, even worse, someone whom she knew was a pervert from a clan that had only recently come into light (probably got bored from being under a rock up until now... she fumed to herself). This drove her well nigh mad with anger.

Akane stepped elegantly as she proceeded in a very regal manner as she hurried home, her captain's haori billowing out behind her and her famous pink her curling this was and that. Walking in this manner was almost an art-form with her. There was no one who could look as though she was dancing of floating as she walked as Akane did. She knew impressions and effects matter a lot, and lost no energy on perfecting them.

She facial expression was, as always, a blithe, charming, and smiling countenance; a mask that never slipped unless she wanted it to. It was also exquisitely perfect and natural-looking. No one looking at her would have thought she was about ready to skin someone beneath it. This was a habit, or mode of self-defense she had found she needed to use over the course of her life. It had also proven to be immensely useful in many other ways.

As Akane was walking the inner cogs of her mental pathways whirred and clicked as she sought to figure out just what she could do to stop her sister's arranged marriage in the few short months she had remaining. Once it was done, it was done, and there was nothing Akane would be able to do, short of bloody murder, that could undo it.

The bloody murder was an attractive idea, though....

This idea cheered her up immensely, and she began to hum to herself, pleased, envisioning ways in which she could actually carry this out. Unfortunately, all meant disgrace for the Kuchiki, so they could not be followed through with, but for now, Akane was happy just to fantasize.

Upon entering the Kuchiki Palace, the place of her and Ayume's residence, Akane waved her retainers and servants way. She could not shoo her old manservant away, though.

"Okaerinasai, Akane-sama," he said, bowing formally, "I trust Akane-sama had a fruitful day? I presume Akane-sama would like to see Ayume-sama?"

Akane could,sometimes, really, really, really hate the old man. However, he was loyal to the bone and got things done. Had been doing so long before Akane was even born. So he was always given some leeway in matters.

"Yes, Tensou-san." She said, charmingly, letting not one iota of her real mood show. "I had been thinking about her all day."

"Ayume-sama is preparing to meet Setsuka-sama." Tensou-san stated, poker-faced like a master, obviously knowing Akane's true reaction to the match, but not having the capabilities of his Lady. "Ayume-sama is in her rooms, dressing. Akane-sama may think of helping her?"

"I would be delighted." Akane chirped, all sunny smiles, in a voice that could charm the birds off the trees, clapping her hands. Inside, she had mentally pulled out her little chibi voodoo doll of Setsuka and was happily pushing pins into very painful-looking areas of it......"You know I adore dress-ups!"

With this she turned her back upon Tensou-san and walked hurriedly towards her sister's rooms, but not fast enough not to here a small snort from Tensou.

"Meme-chan!" She cooed, not bothering knocking and simply just charging into her little sister's rooms without a thought about another person's privacy. This was something Akane was prone to. And not just with her sister. No one was safe...

"Where are you, dear!" She called, looking about, searchingly. "I hear you're going out and leaving me alone!"

This last comment was said with the slightest reproach with the undertone of someone who was close to tears. And, yes, there was even the hint of tears in her beautiful blues eyes.




One last thing before I shuffle off the planet, I will be the one to make you crawl,
So I came down to wish crash your beggars' banquet, Someone call the ambulance...........


(Out Of Cookiedough: WHEEEEEEEEEEE!! Sorry guys, I thought I'd be on earlier...be still amazing I could post today!!! <3 FUN!FUN!UFN!FUN!!!! <3 Thank you Hope-chan!!! <3 This is a brilliant idea <3 Oh and Akane is 28 hun!! LOL )

[Okaerinasai: (formal) Welcome home.]

Rokkubantai Taichou Kuchiki Akane
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDivision 6: The Seireitei Police. «««««








Akane pulled a face. It was sometimes hard to get rid of the mask she was so used to keeping on at all time, no matter what the circumstances, even if she was only joking.

The name and honorary 'Nicholas-sama' was like three cats clawing a blackboard to her ears, no, make that four cats, especially coming from Ayume's mouth. This made her pull and even bigger face.

"You are always beautiful, Meme-chan." She cooed, this time without any fakery involved, hugging her sister adoringly. "Far more beautiful than me, dear. You need no help with that, dear. You are silly for asking!" She added, poking her sister in the side playfully.

She then took a deep breath, knowing there was nothing for it, and put her hands on her hips, looking about her sister's wardrobe, tapping her foot.

"As for what you should wear..." she said, looking thoughtful and her eyes scanned the possibilities. "Something comfortable, light, but covering as much as possible." She continued primly, face going dark for a second. "We wouldn't want any perverted eyes going where they shouldn't."

Ever, she added to herself. Akane did not want to express the true depth of her dislike to Ayume, as she knew her sister thought the match was inevitable and did not want to upset her. She could not hide the fact that she disliked this while 'marriage' idea. But she made it out to look as though she was simply upset at loosing her sister (which she was, truly, but she could have lived with that), and not because she was marrying that upstart Azurian who was so very below Ayume, it was ridiculous. Unthinkable.

She took up a soft pink blue, and tossed it at Ayume while she looked about for accessories.

"That one should do, dear." She told her. "You always look so lovely and elegant in that. Now, I'll fix your hair, come here."

Finishing, Akane stepped back and nodded happily to herself. She then leaned back against a wall and stared into the air before her, twirling a lock of her pink hair.

"There, dear, you're all done now." She said, looking back at Ayume and giving her a genuine smile. She did look very, very pretty. And all nicely bundled up, with hardly any skin showing.

Good, Akane thought darkly.

"All pretty and ready for a little party!" She cooed.

In truth, she was feeling sick in her stomach. To make herself feel better, she again visualized a voodoo doll of the Azurian and began mentally to stick it full of pins. This cheered her up a good deal. She was going to escort Ayume to the event, she knew. As the Clan Head, it was her duty and as her elder sister, and closest living relative, it was also her right. It was a pity only she thought all this also contain the fact that she needed to disembowel the husband-to-be. Akane knew Ayume would be upset with her if she went up to the guy and gutted him upon entering the party. But, as always, Akane adored to fantasize about things that cheered her up...

"I'm not going to change." She stated, sniffing, running her elegantly manicured fingers through her long pink hair. "I'm going as the representative of the Clan and your escort. My Squad 6 captain's haori is enough."

She then winked ditzily at Ayume.

"Are you ready, dear?" She asked, half-hoping she would say 'no'.


One last thing before I shuffle off the planet, I will be the one to make you crawl,
So I came down to wish crash your beggars' banquet, Someone call the ambulance...........


(Out Of Cookiedough: Ya know, Akane and Ayume remind me of Euphie and wtf was her older sister's name? Ya know, from Code Geass.... razz LOL LOL LOL
Ah!!!!! I got it now!!! Thanks for explaning to the Villiage Tired Idiot razz GLOMPZ!! The italics should've been a giveaway......-_-.....
Oh, and Akane ALWAYS thinks of Ayume as a 'child sister', regardless of her actual age. razz )

Nicholas heard his uncle defend his hair, and laughed abit. A rare sight for anyone who didn't know him Personally. Oddly enough, the Azurian heir didn't just have black hair, it was more of a sealed appearance. Whenever his reiatsu was unleashed, his hair and eyes both changed with his emotions. Nobody knew why his appearance changed in such a way, however every elder knew it had something to do with the crystal he was so connected to. "I don't think she'll want an old man who cares so much about his 'looks'" He spoke playfully, then heard his next words.

The heir never really cared about such things, though the thought had definitely come up. He would only have sex with one girl, such was pre-determined by the Kuchiki and Azurian families. He never fought it, as there was No point in doing so. Although there were few, the Kuchiki was the most well known noble family in the Soul Society. The family that Nicholas was the heir to owned maybe the most valuable treasure in the world. Such a thing meant that they could be easily attacked. Although they could probably handle it themselves, it was best to become friends with all of the noble families, to make sure they were known more as a family with connections. Such a thing would most likely Ward off attackers. All the other families, such as the Fon and Shihon, were reasonable when it came to forming a friendship. The Kuchiki was the most stubborn though. After weeks of negotiations, the Azurian offered the heir of their family as a marriage offer. The Kuchiki agreed to this immediately.

Everything had been set and locked in, there was No fighting it.

Sighing, he just ignored what his uncle said for the most part. When the topic of his clothing came up, the heir crossed his arms. "You act like I bought every aticle of clothing in there." All of the clothes bought by Nicholas had to have a purpose. The clothes he actually bought were all tailored by Division twelve, even the ring he always wore. All of the fabric in his closet were just clothes given to him randomly. All of it fit, however he never wore it Because it wasn't his style and served No combat purpose anyways. For example, the shoes he wore at the moment glowed a faint red at the bottom, they were called gravity bottoms, allowing him to walk up walls or stick to the floor like glue with just a snap of his fingers, which was the activation gesture.

A moment later, a set of clothes was tossed at him. Though it wasn't something he would commonly wear, it was a special occasion. Feeling his uncle ruffle his hair and call him Chibi Taicho, Noctis was tempted to take off his reiatsu limiter, which always took the form of a ring on his finger. (made by Division twelve) Deciding against it, he merely gave his uncle a slightly peeved look before walking off behind one of his dividers so that he could change.

Although he wanted to deny his uncle's next words in some way, he couldn't. He would have to make this girl 'swoon' or at least like him, in order to make her happy with the whole situation. Honestly, a part of him really hoped she would like him and that it can be a mutual attraction in the end. If not, they would probably have an awkward marriage. Because of all this, he decided to not put up the tough, unapproachable mask he always had up around a member of his squad. Instead, he would show her his actual personality, the one he had around his closest friends and family.

Stepping out from the divider, he fixed the cuffs on his suit before walking next to his uncle. He put a hand on the man's shoulder. "Come on, Let's try and hurry up." The words left before gripped his uncle's shoulder and both of them disappeared in a high speed shunpo. As the Captain of the Quick Response Division, Nicholas was arguably the fastest member of the Soul Society, and that was with his ring on. When the reiatsu limiter was off, he was pretty much the undisputed swiftest among the captains.

Within a couple seconds and two shunpo's, Nicholas appeared at the North entrance of the festival. This sudden appearance startled some of the rukon members, however he offered a light smile to them and he was suddenly recognized as the heir of the Azurian, and the child legend within the more poor rukon districts. "C'mon, Oji-chan, Let's go before we get swarmed by my fans." He spoke jokingly, as people began to wave to him and call his name. He knew almost everyone there. Walking into the festival, Nicholas gestured for Sage to follow.

...You've lost that right, to wear that crown.
I built you up, but you let me down.
So when you fall, I'll take my turn.
And fan the flames when your blazes burn.

Rokkubantai Taichou Kuchiki Akane
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDivision 6: The Seireitei Police. «««««








Akane grinned at Ayume's expression. She was far too impressionable. Which was another reason why she really disliked the idea of her marrying that upstart pervert...

She hugged her little sister to show that she was only joking, and escorted her to their ride. Getting in, they sat beside each other. As they traveled, Akane felt herself getting more and more stressed. She wondered for a moment if the roles had been reversed, would she be as stressed about marrying a stranger. It was doubtful, after all, Akane had more than enough down-to-earth sense and experience than Ayume, who was, as they said in the olden times, the type of person who only tread lightly in this world. She was in no way stupid or talent-less, quite the opposite, but somehow she could never understand the darker side of a person. And Akane had no intention of ever letting her do so.

Ayume drifted into a light sleep beside her, and Akane relaxed a bit, lulled by the momentary peace. But this was over far too soon in her mind.

"I suppose it is, Meme-chan." She answered, 'putting on her face', as she once told Ayume.

It was quite easy to make herself smile naturally, even in a situation that really rather stressed her. Her face was already biased towards it, all she had to do was think of something that made her smile. Right now this was entering the gala and sinking a dagger into the Azurian. Seeing Ayume freely being happy also helped.

Akane hoped this would last and someone would sadly announce that Azurian had been accidentally killed when he fell head first into the into the campfire over which he and his friends had been toasting bacon over last night.

Akane had a particular type of creative imagination at her beck and call.

As Ayume simply had fun, Akane became an ornament and screened all who came close to Ayume in this manner. She was, after all, a master of being able to derail and distracting people. She wanted to keep Ayume in her own little world for as long as possible.




One last thing before I shuffle off the planet, I will be the one to make you crawl,
So I came down to wish crash your beggars' banquet, Someone call the ambulance...........


(Out Of Cookiedough: <3 LOL LOL LOL LOL WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I almost feel like when I first joined GE <3 )