the sort of thing one does not tell one's sister

Ichimaru Gin turned the corner, and stopped. He hadn't expected to find Kuchiki Byakuya there.

Kuchiki-taichou was watching the cherry blossoms fall, petal by petal.

Gin shrugged. His new coat was still a little heavy on his shoulders, but it was no different from the other man's. He walked past.

"Strictly between us," Kuchiki-taichou said flatly.

"Mm?" Gin paused. Raised an eyebrow.

"I will not argue in public. But touch my sister, look at her like that in private, and I will kill you."

Gin raised the other eyebrow, shrugged.

"Consider that your only warning," Kuchiki-taichou said, and walked away.

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