Heart problems

(Yukima's pov)

La la la la la... It was time for my weekly Bya-chan annoying.

I skipped to the Kuchiki mansion, taking my time. As of late, Bya-chan was happier, and who was the cause for that other than me. My efforts were finally paying off. Soon gone will be the frowny Bya-chan and will be replaced by always smiling Bya-chan...

At least on the inside. Bya-chan smiling is a terrifying image in my head. Maybe he needs to practice in front of the mirror. That would be funny if he did that.

On the other hand, I'm worrying for him. With his personality, he will never get another friend or even a girlfriend. At this rate, I will need to get together with him... not that I mind. As a friend, I would help him out...

Yes, as a friend.

My mood was great today overall, and thinking about what I'm going to do today makes it even better.

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Arriving at the mansion, I couldn't find Bya-chan, so I decided to wait for him there. I asked some of the house servants here, and he should return soon anyway.

I was getting pretty bored after the first minute of waiting, so I chose to pull some pranks and put a bucket of water on the door to Bya-chan's room. If Mister 'I'm going to surpass Yoruichi' is going to fall for that, then it's his own fault.

The whole thing didn't take too much, and before I knew it, I could sense Bya-chan's Reiatsu nearby, so I sneaked around to ambush him. The plan went as expected, and I was able to get a jump on him which surprised him.

After the initial surprise, I noticed that he wasn't alone. There was a beautiful girl standing next to him, but she didn't look noble, so she couldn't be a guest of someone important. It didn't mean that she wasn't pretty, but the air around her was saying that she came from a poorer area of living. Maybe it's because she seemed uncomfortable around the 'luxury'.

I wonder who she is. Better introduce myself first.

"Hey, I'm Yukima Yuuki. I'm Bya-chan's friend. Who are you? What's your name? What are you doing here?"

I asked as I vigorously shook her hand, but before I could get any answers from the black-haired girl, I got karate chopped on the head by the forever mean-faced Bya-chan.

"Stop your foolishness, Yukima. Can't you see that you are bothering her with your endless questions?"

Why does he need to hit me that hard every time? I'm a lady, goddammit, and he should treat me as such! He has a point, though, about asking too many things at the same time. Not that I will tell him that.

Bya-chan cleared his throat for some reason and introduced the unfamiliar girl to me.

"This here is Hisana, and she is my fiancé and soon-to-be wife..."

His voice sounded surprisingly fond and warm, but to me, it was like a stab to the gut. I practically muted whatever he was saying.

Bya-chan is getting married... Bya-chan is getting married.

No matter how many times I repeated this one sentence in my head, I still couldn't believe it.

There was an uncomfortable feeling in my heart. I wanted to run away as fast as possible, but I didn't want to make a scene, so I quickly made an excuse and ran home.

It felt like I was faster than ever using my Shunpo. I just wanted to be home. I didn't know if anyone was home, but maybe it was for the better.

After a short amount of time, I arrived home. I burst the door open, and I ran inside. Surprisingly, someone was inside at this hour.

It was Dad.

"Hey, Yukima. I didn't expect you so early."

He was wearing his favorite apron, but I didn't take the time to take a look at him and ran up and hugged him.

Dad quickly returned the hug and, feeling my distress, started stroking my head gently.

"What happened, Yukima? You aren't hurt, are you?"

I shook my head while still burning my face in his chest.

The next moment, I could feel two of his fingers touching my neck, and I could instantly feel calmness flow through me. He always did that to me and my siblings when I couldn't control myself. I looked up to see Dad gently smiling at me.

"Better?"

I nodded.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I nodded again but more hesitantly this time.

"Let's go to your room then."

We changed our locations, and both sat on my bed. Dad didn't ask what happened and patiently waited for me to prepare myself.

Maybe Dad really can help me. He is smart and always knows what to do.

"I visited Bya-chan today, and I found out that he has a fiancé. My heart hurt, and I wanted to run away from there as fast as I could. I... I think I like him, and now I don't know what to do..."

Unlike my usual self, I was speaking very timidly, and just like me, Dad didn't behave like I expected him to and was perfectly calm.

"To be honest, I'm not sure how to help you with a broken heart. I never experienced it after all. The closest thing to it that I experienced was my best friend dying by killing herself, but I know it's not the same."

I... I don't know what to say to that. Dad seems serious, but I think whatever he went through was much more tragic. Even if I'm feeling down at the moment, I can see that clearly, but he looks genuinely deep in his thoughts.

"All I can say is that it will go away after some time… probably. Love is like a plant. If you don't tend to it, it will wither, but if you are unlucky, you get a cactus that will survive for a very long time. Life is that cruel sometimes, and the best we can do is to try our best to walk forward. If that makes you better, we can go do some pranks on him together after you feel better."

I smiled at hearing that and gave my dad another hug.

"Thanks, Dad... for everything."

"Everything for my little girl."

We stayed like that for a while, but after some time, I realized that something was off.

"Dad, why are you wearing only an apron?"

Without any shame visible on his face, he answered.

"I thought I was the only one home, and it's more comfortable this way. Don't worry, I'm still wearing underwear under here."

With that said, he stood from my bed and exited the room...

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He lied... He didn't wear underwear...

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