Where Hearts are BuriedMore Like This
The reception was tomorrow and Rukia was still working on her dress. She’d put off getting it fitted all week, and of course now here she was last minute trying to get it done. Standing on the table, Rukia remained perfectly still as the elderly woman circled around her with a mouth full of pins, hemming the dress until it was perfectly fitted to the young shinigami’s petite frame. Staring at herself in the mirror Rukia felt the slightest tinge of excitement knot in her gut. The gown was pure white to contrast her raven locks, and it made her skin practically glow. She wondered if she was really ready for this after all. She was a little anxious, a little afraid, and little excited. It seemed like just last week she’d gotten engaged. It all seemed to be going so fast.
Down the hall, Renji wiped his brow as he delivered the mountain of paperwork his captain had made him do this week. The captain was busy and Renji had been practically pulling a second job doi