If Rukia had made a list of the many sights she never expected to see, her brother kneeling over a washtub full of suds with his sleeves tied back would not have been on it anywhere. It would never have occurred to her to imagine her cool, sleek, elegant brother with his hair mussed from rising steam, even for the sake of thinking it impossible.
“Nii-sama?” she asked, a bit cautiously just in case this was a symptom of madness, or some strange family ritual she’d never heard of. “What are you doing?”
“Everything has a price, Rukia,” he told her, evenly, without turning. He lifted his white scarf out of the water and held it up to the light. Rukia could see faint red-brown marks here and there. “Everything.
“Including dramatic gestures.”
He dropped it back in and leaned down to keep scrubbing.
End
*blinkblink*
*stare*
*howls*
*snuggles* You’re nuts.
*helpless* It just kind of happened. I was thinking about Renji contemplating the stainless white scarf and getting all metaphorical about it, and then /this/ struck.
*snickering*
^_^V
I’d actually thought about that scarf too, ’cause sensei made the effort to point out how valuable the thing was in Byakuya’s profile page. XD
… you’re not telling me Soul Society doesn’t have bleach? </bad>
*dies laughing*
It was such a lovely gesture… it just called to be cracked-out. *not sufficiently ashamed of self*
MWAHAHABWAHAHAHAHA!
But oyu know, Byakuya is just enough of a dork to do that *giggles*
*snickers* Quite possibly, though I’m sure he’d never stoop to explaining himself.
Bwahahahahahahahaaaaa!!!!!!!!!! XD XD XD
*grinning* Score.
I love the idea of Byakuya doing his own laundry. 🙂 A short piece, but to the point.
Thank you! *grins* I just couldn’t help thinking, after the SS arc, surely it would need to be washed…