*coughs and translates a bit of the fic she wrote yesterday (not posted yet)*
"Don't be afraid", said the man calmly; the kid blinked, hearing the voice so similar to his father's. "Do you remember me?" asked Senbonzakura, squatting in front of Hikaru. The boy looked at him uncertainly but then nodded. "Mister-Father's-Sword", he said and look around again, clearly very anxious. "But where is father? And where's dad?". Hikaru's voice trembled. There were tears in his eyes. The kid's reiatsu coiled in a bundle of worry and fear. Senbonzakura felt a distant flutter of Byakuya's energy and slowly, to not scare the child even more, he raised his hand and patted the ruffled red hair. "Your father is sick. Very, very sick. But he'll get better (...)"
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"Don't be afraid", said the man calmly; the kid blinked, hearing the voice so similar to his father's. "Do you remember me?" asked Senbonzakura, squatting in front of Hikaru. The boy looked at him uncertainly but then nodded.
"Mister-Father's-Sword", he said and look around again, clearly very anxious. "But where is father? And where's dad?". Hikaru's voice trembled. There were tears in his eyes. The kid's reiatsu coiled in a bundle of worry and fear. Senbonzakura felt a distant flutter of Byakuya's energy and slowly, to not scare the child even more, he raised his hand and patted the ruffled red hair.
"Your father is sick. Very, very sick. But he'll get better (...)"
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