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Wordish t shirts3/18/2023 "What is this?" Byakuya asked skeptically. Momo returned moments later, bearing a steaming drink that she passed down the table. Izuru plopped down next to Renji and hissed in his ear, "Is everything okay?" Her eyes widened in sudden surprise, and then a huge smile spread over her face. Right now, Rukia's head poked out from the wings, her eyes scanning the crowd. "They're all set up, I really don't- oh, greetings, Captain Kuchiki." Izuru bowed respectfully, and then shot Renji a murderous glare once he was sure that Byakuya's attention lay elsewhere.Ī small stage dominated one end of the coffeehouse. If you don't like it, you can blame it on him. "I've listened to a lot of Lieutenant Hisagi's music, sir, and it's kinda. Renji nodded, not believing his captain in the least. "I can appreciate experimental compositions," Byakuya noted. He draws a lot of inspiration from Living World music." "What she probably meant," he said slowly, "is that she and Lieutenant Hisagi may be performing more of a contemporary interpretation. She warned me this might not be to my tastes, but I do enjoy shamisen music very much, and Rukia is quite skilled at it." "Does, uh, Rukia know you're coming? Sir?"īyakuya made a concerned face. You gotta behave yourself, you just don't gotta be fancy. Place to hang out, relax, have a hot drink. "'S called a coffee shop," Renji explained. "What.is this place?" Byakuya frowned, peering around at the eclectic decor. "Get Captain Kuchiki a Koifushi Fog, wouldja?" Renji called after her, as he and his captain sat. "If you'll just excuse me, I have to go…" She grasped for an excuse and utterly choked. "I think they're just about to get started. "Good evening, Lieutenant Abarai, Lieutenant Hinamori. He wore his full captain’s regalia, kenseikan and all, even though everyone else in the place was dressed casually, many people in the garb of the Living World, which was beginning to get picked up among the trendier inhabitants of Soul Society. Slowly, Renji's head turned, and then he and Momo hopped to their feet.īyakuya stood before them, ramrod straight and very serious. Suddenly, Renji and Momo froze as a familiar reiatsu descended on them. "Shuuhei and Izuru or Shuuhei and Rangiku? Or, like, all three of them?” "Are they together again?" Renji hissed to Momo after Izuru had gotten up. "In that case, I am going to go see if Shuuhei needs me to get Rangiku away from his equipment." "They're not on for ten more minutes, and isn't Rangiku supposed to be helping him?" Momo countered. "I'm going to go see if Shuuhei needs any help with his equipment, I feel like he should have started already." "There's a lot of sugar in it, too," Momo clarified. "Yours is just a pile of foamed milk," Izuru protested. "It takes some getting used to, but it's really good once you do." "Coffee is a difficult beverage," Renji informed him. "I am not at all sure about all these new World of the Living-style places that have been popping up," Izuru frowned into his drink. ← Previous Work Part 4 of The Heart is a Muscle Next Work → Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 136142 Chapters: 14/14 Comments: 223 Kudos: 233 Bookmarks: 26 Hits: 5694
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