Do you have a specialty dish that you’re really good at making?
Probably crack chicken casserole and cheddar bay biskies
Are you good at making big decisions alone or do you tend to seek approval from others?
I almost always can make my big decisions entirely without approval from others.
Does your town or city have good public transport, or is it easier to drive?
There are plenty of bus stops and trains and uber and such, but most people drive.
What was the last cocktail you drank?
I had some port. C brought me a huge bottle as a gift for thanksgiving. Its freaking delicious.
Are you good at keeping running counts and tallies in your head?
Somewhat, but i almost never rely on it.
How often do you take a nap during the day?
Couple times a year. Almost always when im sick.
What social media platforms do you use?
Snapchat, instagram
Are there any foods you hate the smell of but like the taste, or vice versa?
Ummm not necessarily food but i love the smell of coffee but it tastes like battery acid.
Do you have a dishwasher?
Yes thankfully.
Who do you live with?
Right now just me & mom.
Are you listening to anything right now?
I have frasier on in the background.
Do you make to-do lists?
Making lists is my SHIIIIIIIIIIZZZZ.. It literally makes me so thrilled.
If you could magically become fluent in any language, what would it be?
dutch
Have you ever tried vegan ice cream?
Not to my knowledge.
What pet names do you use for your friends/loved ones?
Lol goober, “esther mary susan marie”, uhhh goomba.
What pet names do you like to be called?
My love, sweetie, honey, darling.. But i only like it when its by someone i love.
What was the best concert you’ve ever seen?
Country thunder. I would love to go again
Do you have any hobbies?
Read, journal, letters, sew, draw, paint, crosswords, drives, etc.
What is your favourite pasta shape?
Penne, or fussili or w/e
Have you ever developed your own film?
no
When was the last time you stayed in a hotel/motel and where was that?
Uhhhhhhhhh solo vaca.
What breed was the last dog you saw?
Im not sure.
Do you watch the Super Bowl?
Usually yes
What’s the most stressful job you’ve ever had?
Either nannying or working with pregnant and hormonal women. ugh.
What was the last text message you received?
“You had to know i have the same feelings for you”
Should you be asleep right now? If so, go to bed!
Its only 9:28 so nah, but eventually ill try.
Tell me about the first five photos you have on your phone or camera.
A bed, benny, a selfie, stretches, and the clean christmas aesthetic.
Have you got any half or step siblings?
No, not to my knowledge lol
When was the last time you were disappointed?
Stuff with K has me very disappointed.
When was the last time you had wet hair?
yesterday
Do you like kids’ movies?
Yeah. most of them.
Have you ever known someone online and then met them in person? If so, which website did you meet on?
Yep yep. CM mostly.
Have you ever been to the beach? If so, tell me the name of the beach you last went to and when.
Ive been to the beach hundreds of times. The most recent one was out here a couple days ago but its super cold out and everything is freezing.
When was the last time you were sick and what illness did you have?
Im chronically ill. So always.
When did you last wash your hair?
yesterday.
Who did you last speak aloud to and what did you say?
“Text me first!” to mom. We say this every night to one another lol
Do you know anyone with a serious anger management problem?
Yes. a lot. And that is my number one instant turn off.
Do you have a calendar in your room?
I do
What color is your wallet?
cream.
Have you ever been to Manhattan?
No.
Are you wearing any jewelry right now? What are they?
I took it all off for bed
Did you get swine flu?
No.
Do you know anyone from Alabama?
yes
How bright is it in the room you’re in?
Its dim. I have a christmas tree and a strand of twinkle lights on. Plus the tv.
What can you smell right now?
Nothing. I have fans on my face so its just air lol
Have you ever bought a game from a site like Big Fish Games or Shockwave?
no
Have you ever had a snow day?
yes
Do you have an unhealthy obsession with colored furry throw pillows that are different shapes and sizes?
no.
How often do you change your underwear?
Everyday.
Doesn’t it bother you when guys in your family / household leave the toilet seat up so that you wind up almost falling in when you’re sleepy and dazed at 3:00 AM and need to pee?
Uh thats not acceptable. In my family that would be straight up a problem. The seat has to be lowered always.
Approximately how many books do you have in your house?
In absolutely no exaggeration, well over a thousand.
Have you ever had to call the cops on someone else before?
yea
Have you ever been to court for something other than a traffic ticket?
I’ve had jury duty. I was not in court for myself beyond that, but for family.
Don’t you hate it when people suddenly love a celebrity when they die?
No, it doesnt much make a difference to me what people think about celebs.
What type of math are you the best at?
addition.
How’s the weather?
It’s cold. 18 degrees right now and my winter coat wont come in until the 6th-9th.
whats your full name?
Diana
how old are you?
I’m 30
when’s your birthday?
July
what starsign does that make it?
cancer
whats your favorite color?
blue
do you have any pets?
Yes, two cats
where are you from?
USA
how tall are you?
About 5′9
what shoe size are you?
9.5
how many pairs of shoes do you own?
A lot.
if you were prime minister/ruler of the world what laws would you make?
I would literally do anything imaginable to not be in that position
what was your last dream about?
A really random group of people i know were planning a trip. I was going to meet up with them halfway thru the trip. They needed to rent a van and for some reason they put it under my name. Obviously this was a problem when they tried to pick it up. Anyway, the dream was so annoying and boring that i just straight up woke myself up.
what would you do if you won the lottery?
Make sure all my family has their debts paid. Id put aside a good amount for tithing. I would make sure to set aside money for schooling. I would buy houses for me and mom and fam and omg, i just wish.
would you like to build/design your own house?
Ummmm, maybe.
which form of public transport do you prefer?
Plane.
what talents do you have?
Memorizing. Organizing.
can you juggle?
No.
do you have a cherished childhood teddy bear?
No, not really.
are you psychic in any way?
No.
are you a good dancer?
No. that wont stop me, but no.
are you a good singer?
No, sadly. I wish.
are you a good cook?
If i follow a recipe sure lol
are you a good artist?
Not too bad
are you a good listener?
I think so. Im told so?
are you a good public speaker?
yes
are you a good babysitter?
extremely.
are you a good mechanic?
No. but if i need to get something done, ill look it up and do it.
are you a good employee?
My employers always said so
are you a good dresser?
No, i cant afford to be right now. Plus im changing sizes so frequently so things are not fitting right.
are you a good swimmer?
Decent enough
are you a good skier?
Never tried
are you a good lover?
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
are you a good writer?
yes
have you ever been bungee jumping?
Nooooope. That is not for me.
have you ever been canoeing/kayaking?
yes
what types of holidays do you prefer?
Valentines, 4th of july, christmas.
what’s your favorite holiday?
Christmas probably
can you tap dance?
Not anymore
what’s your favorite zoo animal?
Hate zoos.
what’s your favorite sport?
A lot of them
what’s your favorite pizza topping?
Pepperoni or a bbq chicken sorta set up
what’s your favorite film?
Ps i love you or sleepless in seattle
what’s your favorite song?
What if we could by blue october
what’s your favorite alcoholic drink?
Depends on the day. Margaritas are always good
what’s your favorite non-alcoholic drink?
Ice water
what’s your favorite tv program?
Frasier, bobs burgers, office, gilmore girls
what’s your favorite boy band?
Obvi nsync
what would be your ideal partner?
Oh thats loaded. I want someone kind, stable, dependable, present, patient, sassy, funny, loving, open-minded, slow to anger, etc.
do you want children?
yes.
do you want a church wedding?
Ummmm im not sure. I think outdoors maybe.
are you religious?
I have my faith. Not religion. Relationship over religion.
do you like reality tv programs?
nah.
do you like tv talent shows?
nope
if you could go back in time to change one thing what would it be?
I would ask questions about the things i think are semi sketchy. I think i would have known about K & all that much earlier if i had pressed the issue of hanging up every time he’s home. I sit and think about that a lot. I probably would have gone on that walk with Logan or i would have pursued C.
how many hats do you own?
Like 10
are you any good at pool?
Lol ummm not really. I enjoy it tho
what’s the highest you’ve ever jumped into the water from?
I’ve done this like “high jump” but im not sure what that was.
have you ever been admitted to the hospital?
Yes.
have you ever had any brushes with the law?
Nope
have you ever been on tv?
I have. A house was on fire in my town and my gram and her bestie used to take us to go find the fires.
have you ever met any celebrities?
No one i found particularly exciting.
have you ever been to Legoland?
Uhhhh no.
have you ever done something heroic?
yea
have you ever played a practical joke on anyone?
Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no. i despise practical jokes.
what would be your best achievement to date?
Probably the two degrees with highest honors.
do you prefer baths or showers?
Showers.
do you prefer towel drying, blow drying, or natural drying your hair?
I dont mind letting my hair air dry but it will absolutely go curly and it will be a beast to tame. If i half air dry half blow dry then it is manageable and it is the most presentable
have you ever built a snowman?
yup
have you ever been sledding?
yup
have you ever flown a kite?
absolutely.
what color socks are you wearing?
None at the moment but they were these carhartt creamy ones.
if you cold live anywhere, where would that be?
Anywhere cooooooooooooold.
have you ever been famous?
no
would you like to be a big celebrity?
Nooo.
would you ever go on Big Brother?
No.
how big is your tv?
I have no idea. Over 50 but i havent got a clue
what is your most essential appliance?
fridge
what type of music do you like?
A wide range. Spotify said i had listened to over a hundred different genres (which since when are there that many?)
have you ever been skinny dipping?
yes
how many pillows do you sleep with?
Like 8
what position do you often sleep in?
I toss and turn. I dont sleep
what do you wear to bed?
Shorts and a tank
how big is your house?
It feels enormous right now due to the loss of Gram. its 4 bedrooms and 2.5 baths. 3 different levels.
do you prefer sunsets or sunrises?
Sunsets.
what do you typically have for breakfast?
Often i forget it.
do you like scary movies?
nah
what’s your favorite milkshake flavor?
Anything super sweet lol
have you ever been in a newspaper?
Yes.
how long can you balance on one foot?
A good amount of time actually. I tried this the other day at the gym while stretching
have you ever fired a gun?
Yes. I’ve been to a shooting range before.
have you ever tried archery?
Once when i was way younger
what’s your favorite condiment?
Mayo prob
whats your favorite clean word?
evidently
what’s your favorite swear word?
I dont use them but i dont mind hearing other people.
what’s your least favorite word?
I dunno
what was the last film you saw?
I watched half of a hallmark tonight that was good. But last night mom and i watched “still alice” holy eff.
what football team do you support?
bears
what’s the longest you’ve gone without sleep?
I often go a day or two entirely.
what’s the tallest building you’ve ever been up?
108 stories (sears tower)
do you have any scars?
many
do you like marmite?
Never tried
did you ever win in any sportsday events?
I dont bet on them
what did you want to be when you grew up?
Missionary, doctor, vet, or working at an orphanage.
if you could change anything about yourself what would it be?
Oh gosh. Married? Kids? Home? Slim? Lol but im fine. Ill be fine.
what’s the longest you’ve ever grown your hair?
Its really long rn and i need to chop it but i dont want to go anywhere where theyll touch my tumor. So its frustrating.
are you scared of flying?
Not at all. Its nice.
would you rather trade some intelligence for looks or the other way around?
Neither lol
have you ever tie-dyed your clothes?
Of course
how often do you buy new clothes?
Myself? Not often. I have no income at the moment.
are you proud of yourself?
yes
have you ever had a secret admirer?
yes
if you could ask your future self one ? what would it be?
Did you get your one year apartment experience?
do you hold grudges?
I can at times when i feel there wasnt closure. I gotta work on it.
if you could breed two animals together what new animal would you create?
I would not.
do you decorate the outside of your house for christmas?
Frig yea
can you solve sudoku puzzles?
Yes! I love them
have you ever played conkers?
Never heard of it
what’s the most unusual conversation you’ve ever had?
Oh there are so many.
are you much of a gambler?
No, not at all.
are you much of a daredevil?
No.
are you a good judge of character?
In many cases. But lately, sucking.
how long could you go without talking?
I mean, it could be a while i guess?
what has been your worst haircut/style?
When my mom let my sister cut my hair as a kid it was so bad.
can you ice skate?
No. i have such weak ankles and they break frequently so its not the wisest choice for me.
can you summersault?
Yes if i needed to
have you ever sleepwalked?
No.
can you build a house of cards?
Not far lol
if your parents hated your current lover would you ditch him?
I wouldn’t give a flying fig what my dad would think about any “lover” of mine. As for mom, her input does help. But she historically seems to like who i pursue.. For the most part. Some way more than others lol.
have you ever been professionally photographed?
Yeah.
have you ever baked your own cake?
Yes.
what traditionally adorns the top of your christmas tree?
Nothing lol
what would be your dream sandwich?
Omg i love sammiches so much but they suck so bad GF.
do you have a strong local accent?
Midwestern is known as the “standard” in films and things like that. So it doesnt feel strong to me but im sure it is to others.
what’s your favorite accent?
I like southern, british, kenyan
in O’s and X’s which do you normally pick?
X’s
do you prefer black or blue inked pens?
Black if important, blue if for personal use
what was the last thing you recorded off of tv?
A hallmark
what was the last thing you dressed up for?
Grams funeral/wake 🙁
do you prefer green or red grapes?
Red always
what do you like on your toast?
Most anything.
do you prefer liquid soap or bar soap?
Liquid.
how do you like your eggs?
I seldom like eggs outside of moms egg salad.
what’s your favorite saying?
A still sea did not make a skilled sailor.
have you ever been in a tug-of-war?
yes
and did you win?
yes
can you stand on your hands unassisted?
No way
what do you have on your fridge door?
nothing
do you love or hate myspace?
I never used it
who was the last person to knock at your door?
A delivery guy lol
how old were you when you last went trick or treating?
Beats me, honestly.
have you ever been bobbing for apples?
Yes its gross lol
what’s your most expensive piece of clothing?
Probably a dress or coat.
what’s the last thing you took a picture of?
Ummmmm a selfie maybe?
what’s the last thing you drew a picture of?
Ooo its been a while.
have you ever bought anything from ebay?
no
what’s your favorite scent?
refuge
can you blow bubbles with bubblegum?
Yeppers
what was your favorite birthday?
One a couple years ago.
can you curl your tongue?
yes
is your belly button an innie or an outie?
It’s an innie.
what is your dream car?
It was always a jeep but i cant afford that realistically.
are you left or right handed?
Right handed.
what was the last book you read?
I can never remember names.
what was the last song you danced to?
Literally any song i hear.
have you ever owned a yoyo?
Yes
have you ever been on a pogo stick?
yes
who was the last person to send you a text message?
C.
whats your preferred playing piece in monopoly?
Probably dog.
how high can you jump?
Like not high at all lol
what are your three favorite websites?
Tumblr, old navy, amazon
who was your first crush?
chris
how fast can you say the alphabet?
Uhh never timed it?
vanilla or chocolate?
choc
which is better Mario or Sonic?
sonic
do you prefer ice cream in bowls or cones?
Bowls unless good cones
would you ever work at mcdonalds?
I don’t see it as a negative but im not sure my tummy could do the smells.
what is your sexuality?
I’m straight.
who is your best friend?
In transition at the moment.
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Lakmé
Summary: Is this not the closest I’ve ever been to living? The Kurosaki Family invites Rukia along with them to the Opera. Ichiruki/Rukia-centric one-shot inspired by the opera scene in Moonstruck. Set a little bit after FB arc.
PS: It’s a pretty famous song but if you haven’t heard Flower Duet before, I highly rec you give this rendition a listen, it’s breathtaking! : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M9NK-EbUAao
“ICHIGOOOOOOO! RUKI-CHAAAAAN!”
SMACK!
A day in the Kurosaki household was not complete without at least one collision between Isshin’s face and either Ichigo’s foot or fist.
“I don't know how many times I have to tell you, old man: QUIT DOING THAT!” Ichigo roared, swiftly kicking his father back to the other side of the living room.
Rukia waited patiently for Isshin to complete this strange ritual, a fond smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. “Oh, Masaki!” Isshin sobbed, throwing himself upon his poster. “H-how cruel, how unloving our son has become! And Rukia at his side, so pure and lovely! W-we truly have here a beauty and the beast!”
“SHUT IT!”
The dark-haired shinigami watched them butt heads and felt a vague sense of nostalgia swirl inside her. I didn’t realize how much I…missed this, she silently admitted to herself. Seventeen months had passed and Rukia kept herself busy with work--very busy. Too busy to stop and realize just how much she missed life in Karakura. But now that she was back, the realization was sudden and overwhelming; she missed late night hollow-hunting, the bustling hallways at Karakura High, she missed Keigo, Mizuiro, Tatsuki, she missed indulging in her schoolgirl act, pretending that she was human and truly one of them. But most of all, she missed him. That was a realization that had set Rukia very much on edge. Ichigo was a comrade, a partner, a friend. A friend she found herself pining for in those seventeen months. She recalled a saying she learned in the human world, something along the lines of “absence makes the heart grow fonder”.
Absence had only made Rukia’s heart confused as hell.
Though almost two years had passed, her relationship with Ichigo picked up almost right where they left off. They bickered, laughed, they understood each other without need for words. But…now there was something new. No, not new; it had always been there. But now....now it was loud. And hard to ignore. It was something that Rukia couldn’t quite name, but its presence was undeniable. It wasn’t uncomfortable...but… but it was there.
“What do you say, Rukia-chan? Oh, please say you’ll be joining us?”
Isshin’s question snapped her out of her thoughts.
“Eh? I-I’m sorry?” she asked, startled.
“THE OPERA! An old buddy and colleague of mine has season tickets to the opera house here in Karakura. He’s away on a business trip so he gave me tickets to tomorrow’s show. We haven’t seen you in so long, the girls would just love if you came! SAY YOU’LL JOIN US!”
“Don’t push her, Dad!” Ichigo said irritably. He turned to Rukia but didn’t meet her gaze. “Seriously, y-you don’t have to go. It’s really boring, the last time I went I wanted to die-”
“OH, BUT THAT’S NOT TRUE,” Isshin cut off gleefully, shoving Ichigo out of the way and putting an arm around Rukia. “The last time we went, Ichigo was but a boy. Though only eight at the time, he was so moved by the performance that he wept and blubbered all night long--”
“HEY! N-NO I DIDN’T!”
“Yes, you did!” Karin called boredly from the kitchen.
Ichigo hunched up his shoulders and scowled, his ears and cheeks an angry shade of red.
“I’d be delighted to attend this...this ‘op-ohr-a’, Mr. Kurosaki!” Rukia declared, a cheerful and sparkly smile on her face. “Excellent! Come tomorrow evening at 7, and dress your very best, my dear! The opera is a most formal event,” Isshin beamed.
“Whatever. And get your arm off her!” Ichigo grumbled, yanking Rukia away from his father and up the stairs to his room.
“Ah, young love,” Isshin sighed after them. “Eager to get her to your bedroom, I see? Yes, yes, I’m sure you have a lot of catching up to do, if you catch my drift--”
“SHUT UP!” Ichigo screamed over his shoulder. He hurried Rukia inside his room and slammed the door shut.
“Nice to see the family dynamic hasn’t changed,” Rukia said, a sly smile on her face. She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall alongside his bed.
“1000 Yen says my dad’s got an ear pressed up to the door right now,” Ichigo replied. He sounded annoyed but there was a humorous glint in his eye. He looked up and met her gaze. They both dissolved into a quiet, gentle chuckle.
“Feel free to sit, you know,” Ichigo said, gesturing towards the bed. “I know it’s been a while but time’s never stopped you from acting like you own this place.”
“No, that’s okay. I’m fine here,” Rukia responded, cursing herself for answering him a little too vehemently. Ichigo looked at her questioningly, and Rukia could have sworn she saw a very, very faint blush creep on his cheeks. A moment of silence passed.
Tension. That’s what it was.
“So what is this opera thing, anyway? I just realized I agreed to something I know nothing about,” Rukia asked, eager to change the subject and genuinely curious about this “most formal event” that moved a young Ichigo to tears.
“It’s, uh, like a play. But with only singing. Really loud, annoying singing. And fancy costumes. And they usually end in tragedy.” Ichigo said, scratching the back of his head.
Her amusement at his fumbling explanation made Rukia forget her discomfort earlier. She smirked and flopped onto his bed. “Sounds like fun. So this loud, annoying play moved you to tears, eh?”
“IT DID NOT-Hmph, *ahem*, It did not move me to tears, I told you already that I found it boring. And I SAID YOU COULD SIT ON MY BED, NOT LIE ON IT!”
“Oh, Daddy, th-they’re on his bed already! They certainly are fast, aren’t they?” a muffled voice that sounded suspiciously like Yuzu’s could be heard saying from the other side of the door.
Ichigo’s left eye twitched.
He swung the door open and Isshin and Yuzu tumbled onto the floor. “SCRAM!” He roared, shaking his fist as they hurriedly fled the scene.
_____
Giant, crystal chandeliers hung over the U-shaped hall, twinkling prettily in the warm, golden light. The house was packed with many well-dressed and well-to-do people. The euphony of various conversations and chatter rang pleasantly in the air. If Ichigo had been moved to tears by the place alone, Rukia would understand; it was truly, truly beautiful. She tilted her head back, taking in the glittering chandeliers and intricate paintings of flowers and stars on the ceiling. She must have looked visibly awestruck, for she turned to her side to find Ichigo looking back at her, an odd, almost tender smile on his face. She gave him a sharp elbow in the ribs. “What? What’s with that dumb look?” She snapped.
“AGH! What the hell, Rukia?” He glared, letting out a sharp exhale before putting on another smile, this one more teasing. “N-nothing, I was just thinking...the last time I was here as a kid, I remember looking up at the paintings on the ceiling and counting all the stars as a way to pass the time. I guess I was just wondering if you were doing the same.”
Rukia blinked. It was rare for Ichigo to divulge….well, really anything about his past and his memories. To share this random little anecdote felt oddly intimate. She felt her cheeks warm slightly and turned away. “Heh, no I wasn’t counting, I was just...admiring. She looked back up and couldn’t help but laugh. “Ichigo, there are hundreds of stars, up there! Did you really count them all?” He looked up too and smiled wryly, shaking his head. “Nah, the show always started and the lights would go off before I ever finished. But...I like that I don’t know. It’s this weird, unfinished mystery that just...stays up there on the ceiling, y’know?”
His amber eyes and fiery-orange hair glowed in the warm light of the hall. He glowed. Does he even know how handsome he looks in that stupid tux? Rukia thought, torn between feeling endeared and annoyed. And spewing out weird, lovely musings like that, too. What an idiot.
She looked down at the program in her lap. In intricate, gold cursive, the words Lakmé: Opera en 3 Actes shone smack dab in the middle. “Is...is this in French?” she asked. “Yeah, but it’s okay; you see those black screens above the curtains up there? They’ll have translations…”
The lights began to dim.
Quickly, stealthily, Ichigo stole one last look at Rukia in full light. She was already a beautiful woman but tonight she practically glowed. With the help of Yuzu and Karin, she had parted her cropped hair to one side and teased it into elegant waves. She had reluctantly let them put makeup on her, too, and Ichigo had a hard time keeping his eyes away from her lips, soft and painted red like a pomegranate. She was wearing a dress that Ishida had surprised her with a few weeks ago, a wine-colored sleeveless piece that gently hugged her form and flowed past her knees. Yeah. She glowed. It was annoying.
Y’know, I bet she knows exactly how good she looks and is only pretending to be oblivious. He thought. What an idiot.
The red velvet curtains pulled back to reveal what looked like a stone courtyard on stage, adorned with all sorts of plants and exotic flowers. But the set was nothing compared to the music that emanated from the pit in front of the stage. She’d never heard anything like this. Not on the streets of Rukongai, nor in the banquets and gatherings in Seireitei. What was it Ichigo had called them? An orchestra. An orchestra, an orchestra, an orchestra. She had to remember that word. How so many voices, so many different strange and wonderful-looking instruments, could come together and create a sound so unified and sweet amazed her.
A procession of people dressed in long, unstitched garments came onto the stage, singing words Rukia could not understand. A big man, clad in a costume beard and yellow robe, opened his mouth and began to sing a solo.
Rukia froze.
It was obvious what he was doing required much skill, but….he sounded...funny? Rukia narrowed her eyes and fought a smile, trying to reason with this deep voice that shook with such a fervent vibrato.
She heard a snicker two chairs away from her, and turned to see Karin in the dim light, her face contorted humorously. Rukia was about to join her before Isshin turned to his daughter with a glare so scary and dangerous that any humor at all in both Karin and Rukia was effectively vanquished.
So entranced was she by the costumes and lights and flutes and cellos that the dark-haired shinigami found herself forgetting to glance up at the translations above the stage. She looked just enough times to gather that this was set in a temple in which rites were being performed. The ritual ended, and as smoothly as they glided in, the singers drifted back off the stage, leaving behind two women.
The women, arm in arm, walked down to the “river” on stage to gather flowers. The one dressed in red turned to her companion and began to sing:
Viens, Mallika, les lianes en fleurs
Jettent déjà leur ombre
Sur le ruisseau sacré
qui coule, calme et sombre,
Eveillé par le chant des oiseaux tapageurs.
Rukia froze once more. This time, there was no urge to laugh. Goosebumps rose on her arms. Her ears tingled. What, Rukia thought shakily. What is this?
The other, dressed in a simpler, sun-colored dress answered her friend in a voice just as haunting and sweet:
Oh! maîtresse, c'est l'heure
où je te vois sourire,
L'heure bénie où je puis lire
Dans le coeur toujours fermé
De Lakmé!
Rukia clenched her teeth, maintaining a stone-cold Kuchiki expression while her soul inside shook and quaked.
What is this?
Dôme épais le jasmin
Sous le dôme épais où le blanc jasmin
Like flowers landing on the surface of a pond, their voices floated, glided, rippled through the hall, lighter than air.
À la rose s'assemble
À la rose s'assemble
The melody seemed to follow some invisible wave that drifted down, then up, then down, and down again. It was elegantly unpredictable, like the path a feather takes on the way to the ground.
Rukia’s throat caught. The swelling in her chest bewildered and almost angered her. This...this beauty was almost cruel. Her eyes felt hot. Her face remained expressionless.
Rive en fleurs, frais matin,
Sur la rive en fleurs, riant au matin,
I never did get the chance to understand what it is to live, Rukia thought. She had, in fact, died when she was only a baby.
I....could see traces of what life was in the youth and excitement of Ichigo and his friends...the sound of their laughter, their chatter about the future.
Nous appellent ensemble.
Viens, descendons ensemble.
With each rise and fall of their voices, Rukia felt as though her soul was expanding. The singers’ figures became blurry behind the tears that began to well in her eyes.
But this…this swelling in my chest, and the goosebumps on my skin. My throat...feels tight.
A tear broke free and began to trickle down her cheek.
Is this not the closest I’ve ever been to living?
Ichigo gazed steadily at the stage, letting himself float and drift with the melody. It was no wonder the Flower Duet was such a famous song, even to those unfamiliar with opera. He cleared his throat as quietly as he could and turned to check on Rukia. His jaw clenched.
Ah! glissons en suivant
Doucement glissons; De son flot charmant
She stood absolutely still, upright, her small, pale hands clenched into fists on her lap. She did not look at him. He watched with well-hidden astonishment as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She stared solemnly at the women on stage, blinking slowly. Her amethyst eyes glistened with the water and salt that filled them.
Le courant fuyant
Suivons le courant fuyant
A lump began to form in Ichigo’s throat. He turned away, back to the stage. He couldn’t put into words what she was feeling, but he felt he understood it. He didn’t want to intrude on her moment, but he also wanted to let her know that she was not alone. Even when they were worlds apart, he’d find a way to reach her. Slowly, his hand moved towards hers.
His fingertips lightly brushed her wrist, and traveled up towards the back of her hand.
Rukia kept her eyes fixed on the singers. She gave no indication that she even noticed his hand on hers. A twinge of disappointment and embarrassment stung him. I...probably ruined her moment. I shouldn’t have-
His heart stopped. Silently, suddenly, the slender, cold hand seized his own. She intertwined her fingers with his and squeezed lightly. She did not look at him.
Dans l'onde frémissante,
Dans l’onde frémissante
To this day Ichigo couldn’t say what the hell compelled him to do what he did next. Maybe it was the nearly two years of separation, or the swelling music and stupid, glittering, chandeliers messing with his head, or the way she gripped his fingers with such a quiet and loving intensity, or a mix of all of those things. Slowly, he raised her hand up, off her lap.
D'une main nonchalante,
D’une main nonchalante,
Rukia stirred, tilting her head slightly towards him. He brought her hand up to his face and slowly, gently, firmly, pressed his lips against her knuckles. Rukia’s eyes flashed wide open, and now she turned to look at him. Another tear rolled silently down her otherwise stoic face. Ichigo opened his eyes and looked back at her.
Dôme épais, blanc jasmin,
Sous le dôme épais, Sous le blanc jasmin,
Nothing was said, but a thousand words were exchanged between them. Ichigo lowered her hand but did not let go. They held their gaze for a moment longer, then turned their heads back towards the stage.
Nous appellent ensemble!
Ah! descendons ensemble!
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