Chapter Text
Byakuya knew about soulmates. Everyone did. It was just a fact of life. It was cruel though. You can't see colours until you meet your romantic soulmate, but you have four different strings, all different colours, but you can't see them until you meet your romantic soulmate, but which string is it, why does it work like this!?!?
He hasn't met his soulmate. He didn't really care. He already knew who wasn't, Renji shared a string with him and he still can't see colours, so whatever.
His mother had told him about it when he was young. You have a red one on the most sensitive part of your body (Byakuya's was on his neck) for your romantic soulmate. This is the reason he knows which one is his romantic string.
A yellow one for your best friend, the most platonic love you can have. A blue one for your familial soulmate. He assumed that was the string that connected him and Rukia. And a black one for your enemy. Even on the greyscale, he knew that string was the one on his elbow. It was connected to Aizen, for some odd reason.
♤♡◇♧♧◇♡♤
Well. He met his soulmate. Kurosaki Ichigo, the boy he was sent to kill. The only problem was that Ichigo hadn't looked into his eyes, so he didn't see him in the right way for the soulmate stuff to work. Renji was his friend soulmate, obviously. He was right about Rukia too. And god, what is it about colours that are so pretty? Especially blue! It's beautiful!
He sighed. He needs a distraction from Ichigo. Now.
He looks over at Renji and sees that his work is done.
"Would you like to play chess?" Byakuya asked. Renji looked at him and smiled.
"Of course!"