Thread: Stick With Me Now; My Story Gets Better (NobodysAngel80 x Collector of Rarities)

Uh oh. He didn't seem pleased. She wasn't a member of the Stealth Force or anything but even she knew that look, the look that meant that things were Not According To Plan. She was used to seeing that look it had come up pretty frequently when she'd worked with the Fourth Division, and occasionally had been on her own face when things during her times assigned to the world of the living went drastically sideways. However, she didn't know what could be causing it this time, unless Kuchiki-taicho was looking forward to meeting and courting her heretofor unseen cousin Sasaki. He was polite though, very commanding, which kind of went without saying she'd had to deliver papers to the Sixth Division before and she ran those guys like a freakin' machine! Walking around in this tight, ill fitting kimono, all this makeup and all these pins in her hair...how did anyone stand it? It was damned unnatural is what it was! Once they were in the tea room and to her credit, she didn't gawp at the lovely, simplistic elegance that surrounded her she sat down as he instructed, resting her hands on her knees. She squirmed a little here and there, as sif she was trying to find a comfortable position and was having a very hard time doing so. She didn't seem to notice that he was staring at her, seeming to be too busy concentrating on what the servant was doing. Mentally, she was trying to go over all of the rules for proper behavior that they had tried to drill into her head before she came. She was a perfectly acceptable shinigami as a noblewoman, her social graces left much to be desired. When the tea was poured she started to reach for her own cup, then glanced up to see that he was not taking his and was rather staring at her with this suspicious, accusatory look on his face. She recogized that look. She'd seen it before, that look that led the officers to gigglingly call him 'Captain Better-Than-You' behind his back, marveling at how a man could look so elegant while maintaining the expression that indicated he smelled something offensive all the time. However, his question took her aback and she blinked, her more arched eyebrow raising even higher. Sasaki? She's my cousin, apparently. I don't know the details or anything, but apparently she couldn't come today but...well, it'd be kinda rude after all of the negotiations that the clan apparently went through with the Kuchiki clan to just say 'eh, we lost our daughter, sorry about that'. So, they dressed me up and asked me to stand in. Something about saving face and all. She shrugged a bit, then paused, her eyes going wide. Ohh! Ohh but no, you don't have to actually marry me or anything! No, no! They said that you could just say that we didn't get along together well or something and no one loses any face or anything like that! So...you know, you can go back to running your division and I can go back to my paperwork. She shifted a little, smoothing her kimono, trying not to think about how unbelievably awful it would be for either of them to have to marry the other. Good lord, Kuchiki-taicho would have a high-class conniption every time she went to the noodle shop and slurped her soup, and she'd die if she had to wear this getup all the time. This was just to save face, that was all. Nothing else to it.