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Post by Yukishiro Ryouma on May 18, 2015 11:14:13 GMT -6
Yukishiro took a step backwards and then, his eyes narrowed. “You are a Ryouma, are you not? Your duty, our duty is to better the family. Marrying is your purpose and it is the way to your happiness. Your misfortune is no reason to forget that. The family, I, gave you time to heal. It’s time you remember who you are.”
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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on May 18, 2015 11:16:51 GMT -6
Yumiko's eyes flashed violet as her rage peaked and she drew Mizue no Kagami from where she had it hidden against her hip.
Her brother paled, but in that moment, she didn’t feel the pain of his fear. She felt something else she didn’t put a name to. Kin to when she had beaten Vale in the sands of Hueco Mundo. And this was the heir of the Ryouma clan.
“I apologize,” she said in her sweetest voice. “You thought I would leave my zanpakuto behind, but I don’t like being separated from her.”
Yumiko waved her free hand and the sheath vanished again, wrapped in the light disguise of Kyokko. . “Kido relaxes me,” she murmured, eyes were strangely calm. “It has since the beginning, from when the Ryouma clan locked me away in darkness to the betrayals that are a part of Las Noches.”
She closed her eyes for a moment, felt a faint tingle of calm at who was outside and then focused on her target. “I have control, and I no longer need protection from the family. Sazanami ni nageru, Mizue no Kagami.” Her blade shone, rippled into the slender glass-like appearance, and then, sakura blossoms clustered around her.
As the ribbons wrapped around themselves twice, she unleashed the fluid reflection of Senbonzakura on her childhood study room, tearing into everything of that room. She spun the blossoms back towards her after erasing that room. The blossoms faded from view before reaching her.
An arm embraced her and she turned away, letting a tear escape her control.
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Post by Commander Shunsui Kyoraku on May 18, 2015 13:59:59 GMT -6
As Yumiko started shaking, Juushiro held Yumiko close. Meanwhile, Shunsui and Byakuya entered the courtyard. Both were dressed in formal black kimonos with the symbol of their house on the back marking their place as the heads of their respective houses. His best friend wore a dark blue kimono upon which his own house’s Kanji were written. Leaving Yumiko for his friend to comfort, Shunsui approached the young heir, waiting imperiously for the formal gesture from the boy before handing over a leaf of documents.
Only after that did he let a sly smirk curl up his lips.
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Post by Yukishiro Ryouma on May 18, 2015 14:09:37 GMT -6
Yukishiro continued his attempt to calm his mounting anger at the appearance of his important guests and took the documents offered. The top document was a formal decline of their marriage proposal signed by Kuchiki’s own hand. He took a breath. His Elders had told him an initial decline would be expected - that time would be essential for this plan to fall through. Time he wasn’t sure he had as he skimmed over a letter accompanying some material from the Fourth Division Captain. Apparently, it wasn’t healthy for his sister to be put in such a formal engagement. He schooled his features before pulling out the final long document. His eyes narrowed.
“What’s this?” he hissed.
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Post by Captain Byakuya Kuchiki on May 18, 2015 15:07:10 GMT -6
Byakuya spoke up. “The formal documents needed to change guardianship of a young noble, specifically making Yumiko a ward of another noble house, until further notice,” he murmured. “Such actions override your proposal of marriage.” Through veiled eyes, hiding his dark amusement at Yumiko's attack on her family, Kuchiki watched the Ryouma heir read the signatures of the two necessary houses needed, Kaori Shihoin and Tsukiro Ashimitsu as well as Suisenro Koriyama. Both parties were neutral.
Yukishiro Ryouma cleared his throat. “I’m afraid I am not familiar with this action,” the boy stated, keeping his voice neutral.
You already betrayed your anger at it.
“And I will educate you,” the Kuchiki head responded. “That is the reason I have accompanied the enforcers of this movement.”
It had nothing to do with the marriage proposal.
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Post by Commander Shunsui Kyoraku on May 18, 2015 15:19:27 GMT -6
Shunsui kept himself from chuckling but inside, he knew that victory was theirs. Standing to his full height, he nodded towards the arrogant cub. “As the Captain Commander of the Gotei 13 assigned this power by the Soul King himself, I have ratified this action and for war wounds unaccountable, do give Yumiko Ryouma into the care of the lesser noble clan and guardianship of Juushiro Ukitake.”
“Do you accept the responsibility of this position, Ukitake?”
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Post by Captain Juushiro Ukitake on May 18, 2015 15:32:35 GMT -6
Juushiro nodded. "I am well aware of the responsibilities and accept them with honor," he responded. The captain turned to the Ryouma heir and inclined his head. "I will not stop her from visiting her family if that is her desire. However," he raised his head and his own narrowed eyes met that of the young man, "any changes you wish to make for her future, you will have to discuss with me. And her. Before you present it to Central."
He felt the boy flinch back and hoped the scolding set in. He did not want to tear up what ties remained between Yumiko and her family, but he would not let those ties chain her down either. There were times that a gentle hand would not save those he cared about.
He nodded to his fellow captains and left with Yumiko, leaving Shunsui and Byakuya to deal with the rest of the formalities.
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Post by Yumiko Ryouma on May 19, 2015 10:57:23 GMT -6
As Ukitake-san led her away from the Ryouma estate, and the trap set in her arranged marriage, Yumiko was silent. She didn’t know how to feel. She should be relieved, glad even, but the clarity of her emotions were lost in a fog of half-lived memories and hurt. As her brother’s accusations echoed in her ears, she couldn’t help but feel something similar to the loss she’d felt after realizing Las Noches had been defeated. The hope of returning to her family was just another illusion torn down. A few more tears slipped down her cheeks. Yumiko closed her eyes as they turned a corner and leaned against the father figure she wished she could remember more about. Her hands clenched around her zanpakuto. She didn’t want to lose anything else.
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