I think there might be something wrong with my brain, then, because it is going OMG SO CUTE SO CUTE. Theatrics in the rain! Umbrella! Raindrops on Byakuya's nose! (Hee, "hawk-like". Hee, he has a big nose.)
And god, Hisana, with her knife-sharp humility -- should she have danced for her sorrows, squee. An' an' their dialogue! They are just like Elizabeth and Darcy except with more kowtowing on her part and less sekrit gooshiness on his.
(Byakuya said "ho"! And not in a way related to gardening or prostitution or even Santa Claus! omg best fic EVAR.)
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I think there might be something wrong with my brain, then, because it is going OMG SO CUTE SO CUTE. Theatrics in the rain! Umbrella! Raindrops on Byakuya's nose! (Hee, "hawk-like". Hee, he has a big nose.)
And god, Hisana, with her knife-sharp humility -- should she have danced for her sorrows, squee. An' an' their dialogue! They are just like Elizabeth and Darcy except with more kowtowing on her part and less sekrit gooshiness on his.
(Byakuya said "ho"! And not in a way related to gardening or prostitution or even Santa Claus! omg best fic EVAR.)