[15 years later~50 years after initiation]

"Get out of my way you fool," I snarled.

"Forgive me Captain Diabolos but no one is allowed on Kuchiki grounds." I'm in front of the Kuchiki manor and this son-of-a-bitch won't let me in!

"Where is your superior? Fetch her this instant. If you're not back within a minute I will enter with or without your menial permission." I was annoyed. This man here was clearly a new worker, therefore didn't know that I was allowed everywhere on the Kuchiki manor. It frustrated me greatly because I was actually needed there, with Byakuya and his wife, Hisana.

"Diabolos-sama?" I snapped out of my annoyance and grasped the head maids hands in mine.

"Where is Hisana?" Her eyes widened at the urgency of my voice.

"She's in the bedroom." I was already gone. Shunpo-ing towards their bedroom, I stop when I see Rue and Byakuya standing outside the door.

"What's happening?" I ask. Rue was visibly shaking and threw her arms around me with a scared sob. I caught her and threw a scared look at Byakuya.

"Oh Kami please don't tell me Hisana is..." He shook his head quickly.

"No, no, she's not. The doctor is looking at her now but..." I can feel the panic rising up in my throat. Hisana is ill. Extremely ill. So ill that a couple hours ago she fainted with no warning whatsoever. Sure, I knew that she suffered with small bouts of weakness where all her energy seems to suddenly drain from her but this was entirely different. Usually, her energy would slowly drain away in the course of 4 days, now though her energy drained in mere minutes. This was not good, not good at all.

"How was she when you last talked to her? Pale? Was she talking? Has she eaten recently?" Rue distangled herself before brushing away the stray tears off her face.

"S-she was talking. Very weak though and she hasn't eaten. We were waiting for the doctor to come before we fed her anything." I nodded in understanding. I went up to Byakuya and clamped a hand on his shoulder.

"How have you been holding up?" He breathes out a shaky sigh.

"I'm scared. But I know that I won't lose her. I can't." I smile reassuringly.

"You won't. Don't worry so much, I don't think Hisana will like knowing her husband is worrying himself a headache." I remove my hand from his shoulder and force myself to calm down. I have to have a cool head, even if everyone around me is freaking out. The doctor opens the sliding door and softly closes it behind him.

"She's not looking to well."

"Don't you dare give me that. Tell me how you can make her better. Tell me how she can be healed," I growled. I stepped forward threateningly, wanting to pick him up in the air to show him I mean business but Byakuya stopped me.

"Don't Agito. Let's think of Hisana." I hiss in annoyance before stepping back, letting the doctor speak.

"Her bouts of weakness are worsening. If she survives this one, I can't say that the next one will be better. Her disease is so unknown, I'm afraid that there is nothing I can do." I wanted to kill him. How dare he? How dare he be the bearer of bad news to Byakuya? Byakuya is my homeboy. I don't want my homeboy to have to face this. Not this. He loves Hisana dearly and the thought of having his love gone is probably the worst feeling in the world.

"May I go see her?" Rue asks. The doctor nods his head.

"You may but please don't stray her in any way." Rue nods her head before sliding open the door going in. The doctor bows to Byakuya before scurrying away.

"I want to beat him up. Byakuya? Let me go break his jaw for you. I'll uppercut his jaw for you, destroy his knee for Rue and I'll lob his nose off." I crack my knuckles and crackle in sadism. Byakuya places a hand on my shoulder to stop me.

"No, stay here with us. I...need your support. Hisana needs all of our support but you're my best friend and I need you to support me." I instantly calm down and look him in the eye. He was scared. Scared and hanging on to the hope that Hisana will pull out of this.

"Byakuya, I got your back," I say with a soft smile. The sliding door opens and Rue peaks out.

"Hisana wants to see both of you," she whispers. Byakuya enters first, anxious to see his beloved wife. I follow after him, only to have Rue pull me to the side.

"Keep your visit short. I think Hisana and Byakuya should have some alone time together." A shiver ran down my spine when she said that. There's a difference when a doctor says it versus your sister. The sister who wanted them to live a life forever together is saying Hisana will probably die. I looked towards Hisana and my heart dropped. She was as pale as milk, with dark shadows of fatigue around her eyes. Her breathing was obviously labored but it broke my heart to see how she tried to hide it. Her tiny hand was clasped around Byakuya's larger hand.

"Hello beautiful, how are you feeling?" I knelt right beside her and gave her a warm smile. She tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace.

"I'm doing fine, Diabolos-sama." I hold back a wince to hear her voice so weak.

"That's good to hear. You better get better soon, Byakuya-boy here is turning into a worry wart." I laugh and she chuckled softly.

"I'm sorry Byakuya-sama for worrying you." I cut in before he could say anything that may rise the tension.

"You don't have to be sorry for anything Hisana-chan. You're too young and beautiful to regret anything." She smiled sadly at me. He tiny hand picked up my own and I gripped her cold hand.

"Thank you Diabolos-sama. Will you promise me something?"

"Anything for you."

"Please continue to care for Byakuya-sama. Promise me." i smiled at her, even if my eyes were burning to cry. You can almost feel it, Hisana was on her last breath.

"I promise Hisana-chan." She smiled happily. I glanced at Byakuya before standing up. Rue and I walked out the door, leaving Byakuya and Hisana to have their last moment together. When Rue and I made it out, I let out a shaky sigh before falling to my knees. I bite my tongue to stop from the hopeless wail threatening to escape my throat but I can't stop the shaking in my bones.

"What are we supposed to do, Agito?" Rue whispered. I looked over at her and noticed how fragile Rue looked. Oh, I forgot, Rue-chan isn't used to heart break. I wrapped her in my arms and hushed her.

"It's gonna be okay Rue-chan. We're gonna be there for Byakuya-kun. Anything he wants or needs, we will give. We will give Hisana that remembrance she disserves. We will stay strong and no matter what, we'll support Byakuya in his time of need." Rue hugged me back.

"Does it ever get easy?"

"Never," I answered. Before she could ask anything, a deep moan resonated from the bedroom. Rue and I scurried inside to find Byakuya hunched over the empty futon. Hisana was dead. In Soul Society, a soul doesn't die and can get buried. When in death, the soul dissentergrates into reiatsu and go to the in between point of death and life. Hisana was gone. Rue and I rush forward. I clamped a hand on Byakuya's shoulder to give him my support while Rue went to mourn along with him. Even if I'm more experienced at dealing with the death of a loved one, it doesn't mean that I'm invincible. There is no possible way for you to not feel our soul tearing up when someone you love is dead. Even now, I want to wail, but I won't. I'll mourn on my own time but I have to be here for my best friend.

"Byakuya-sama?" Byakuya stilled for a second and I could sense the unsurity of his will. Will he mourn outrightly or will he act emotionless? I stood up and faced the servants and other officials at the door.

"2 hours from now you may return but until then remove yourself this isn't. If I sense a soul within a 100 meter diameter around this room, I will properly introduce you to your worst nightmare," I threatened. They are ran away from the door. I waited until I felt no spiritual reiatsu in the circle I set before turning back to Byakuya. He was looking up at me, tears slowly coming down his cheeks.

"Thank you Agito." I smiled sadly back at him. It hurt to see him like this. It hurt to know that I'm probably will be the one looking after Byakuya as he mourns and making Hisana's funeral the most beautiful ceremony next to her wedding. I know what it means to have heart break. It's what I do best.

...

4 days after Hisana's death and it's still feels like the world is ending. The skies are grey from overcast and the smell of rain is brought in by a northern wind. I'm sitting in my dining room, looking out the window. I know this isn't like me to just sit around and do nothing but there are just some days where I have to just stop and think. Stop and think about everything that's happening. Even about the past. I finger the Rosario around my neck, a new habit of mine when I'm thinking.

Hisana's funeral was yesterday. No one really knew her. Even if she was the beloved wife of Byakuya Kuchiki, she was still recognized as a dog of the slums. There was only a handful of people that came to celebrate the life she lived and mourn her departure from it. Byakuya wanted it simple. Of course, Hisana deserved the best so I gave it too her, but kept in mind Byakuya's wishes. I made it elegant. Fit for the wife of the head of the Kuchiki Noble House. Since souls dissentergrate when they die, we hold a ceremony resembling a memorial. A portrait of Hisana was painted by a Chinese ink master and was placed in the midst of white cherry blossoms and pink camellias. The ceremony was held underneath the blossoming cherry trees near by the Kuchiki river where the giant koi fish were. A flutist was there, playing soft melodies in the background as some of Hisana's closest friends and her husband stood up to speak on her life and impact. It was a beautiful ceremony, one that can only be beaten by Byakuya's and Hisana's wedding. Everything was perfect and by the time everything was over, most people left with smiles on their faces, retelling tails of sweet memories with Hisana in them. I was revealed to know that Hisana's spirit lives on inside us now.

There was a soft knock on the door. I got up and went to open it, revealing a sullen Byakuya.

"Byakuya? What are you doing here?"

"Can...can I talk to you?" His voice was a mere whisper. I knew that voice. I used it so many times before. It's the sound of your soul in so much pain, it even hurts to speak. I open the door wider for him to enter. He walked inside like a ghost, a shell, a puppet. I closed the door behind him and retreated to the kitchen, fishing out a cup of tea for him. When I come back, Byakuya is sitting as still as a statue in the living room. I sat done back in the chair I was sitting on and we stayed in silence. It wasn't long, or reverent.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Making Hisana's funeral beautiful," he said. I nodded my head before standing back up to get the cup of hot tea from the kettle. I hand him a cup before sitting back down.

"Do you ever get used to it?"

"Used to what?"

"The pain." I rub the Rosario around my neck.

"You never do. Just because the scars have healed, doesn't mean the pain does."

"How do you live with it?" I looked down at the Rosario, the name Tristan scrawled in cursive on the back.

"First you have to learn to breathe." I looked at him. The feelings of losing a loved one comes rushing back and throbs painfully in my heart, resonating into my bones. I say, "It feels like you can't breath right? Or you can't breathe correctly? There's this heavy weight on your chest and it's almost impossible to find the strength to lift it because you can barely feel your limbs. Even now, you want to fall limp and just stop breathing."

"Stop...please stop." He begs me. His violet eyes are swimming with blue grief. I don't stop. He asked a question and I must answer it.

"You have to learn how to breathe with that hole in your chest. Remember her memory. Listen to her laughter. Smile at her smile. Fall back in love with all the good times you had together. Once you learned to breathe, you have to learn to sense again. Remember the feeling of her hand in yours. When you brushed her hair out of her eyes. Once you gain the ability to touch again. You're on your own. People grieve differently so I can't tell you have to grieve. I'm just telling you how to heal." He was looking me straight in the eye.

"How do you know so much?" My stomach churned and tears drop from my eyes. I smiled at him.

"Can't you tell? I'm just DYING on the inside you know." That was the last straw for him. He started to weep in pain. Having your heart ripped out isn't as easy to get over like a broken bone is. Imagine the feeling of being betrayed by everyone you ever loved and now you're dying in a cold, wet ditch with no one around. You're bleeding, your ribs are broken, your friends all laughed as they tossed you to the side and your family doesn't even try to find you. Now times that was 20 and you have yourself the feeling of heartbreak.

There's only one problem though, right now, your body isn't bleeding. There's nothing wrong with you but your brain and heart is telling you, 'Something is wrong' 'It hurts so much, stop it' 'I'm dying'. But you don't know why you hurt so bad and you have no idea how to make yourself better.

As I watch and hear the sounds and image of Byakuya just being killed inside, I can't help but cry along with him.