{"id":235,"date":"2005-08-12T19:56:54","date_gmt":"2005-08-12T23:56:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.alltrees.org\/Branch\/archive\/?p=235"},"modified":"2007-09-04T20:00:59","modified_gmt":"2007-09-05T00:00:59","slug":"conspiracy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.branchandroot.net\/archive\/2005\/08\/conspiracy\/","title":{"rendered":"Conspiracy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Juushirou leaned back with a sigh, waving off the fourth cup of sake Kyouraku       offered. &#8220;Do you really think this is going to work out?&#8221; he asked,       frowning.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Of course it will.&#8221; Kyouraku emptied his own cup. &#8220;Rukia-chan       is brilliant at this kind of thing.&#8221; His eyes glinted under the mess       of his hair as he slanted a small smile at Juushirou. &#8220;Kind of like       you; after all, how many other people can actually call themselves Byakuya-kun&#8217;s       friend? Besides,&#8221; somehow a full cup was in Juushirou&#8217;s hand again,       &#8220;she has powerful potential but she just doesn&#8217;t think like a warrior.       That whole mess with the Kurosaki boy would never have happened if she did.       This will be the best thing for her.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Juushirou took a distracted sip of sake, and paused as the taste on his tongue       reminded him that he&#8217;d been going to stop. He gave his friend a rueful glance.       &#8220;Yes, well, you&#8217;re not bad at it, yourself, one on one at least.&#8221;       His lips quirked. &#8220;Though I&#8217;m not sure you could have been more obvious       with Byakuya unless you&#8217;d hit him over the head with a hammer.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;He&#8217;s got a thick skull when it comes to new things.&#8221; Kyouraku&#8217;s       airy wave didn&#8217;t spill a drop. &#8220;Now. How long before you think Rukia-chan       will be ready?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She&#8217;ll be promoted, formally, within the next year, at this rate,&#8221;       Juushirou mused. &#8220;Give her a little time as a vice captain, to become       better known to the officers of other divisions. Hmm. I don&#8217;t think we can       really expect to get her appointed in less than five years.&#8221; He chuckled,       remembering. &#8220;Not that she isn&#8217;t <em>capable<\/em>, now. You should have       been there yesterday. I&#8217;ve never seen anyone besides Unohana herself calm       Isane down that fast.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Kyouraku grinned. &#8220;That&#8217;s our Rukia-chan.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Juushirou rested a meditative look on the water visible through his open door.       &#8220;Can <em>we<\/em> keep this up, though? You know Genryuusai-sensei doesn&#8217;t       like the Court Guardians interfering in politics.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Kyouraku snorted into his cup at this perennial reminder. &#8220;It&#8217;s a little       late for that, now. As soon as the Forty-six were murdered we were all in       it up to our necks. The old stick-in-the-mud just doesn&#8217;t want to admit it.&#8221;       Exasperation and affection mixed about equally in his face as he grabbed       the sake jug. Juushirou smiled.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Perhaps he&#8217;s just cranky because the crisis interrupted his retirement       plans,&#8221; he offered. &#8220;I still think he was planning to pass the       title on, in the next century or so. And he certainly can&#8217;t choose either       of us for that, now, no matter how right we turned out to be.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Kyouraku&#8217;s eyes softened into the speculative haze that usually preceded his       most innovative and trouble-making ideas. Juushirou braced himself.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s really to bad that the Kurosaki boy is still living as a human.       He&#8217;d be a great successor as Captain-General,&#8221; Kyouraku murmured, dreamily.       &#8220;Him for the militant side, and Rukia-chan for the basic ruling and       policy. He&#8217;s got charisma to match hers, in his own way. It&#8217;d be the perfect       division of talents.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Juushirou stared at him, wide-eyed. &#8220;Kurosaki&#8230;&#8221; he repeated, a bit       weakly, &#8220;as Captain-General&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well,&#8221; Kyouraku said reasonably, &#8220;he does think like a warrior,       his potential is ridiculously high, and his allegiance to the shinigami is       unshakeable. He&#8217;s the star of Rukia-chan&#8217;s portfolio, on that count.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Juushirou gave in and held out his cup, wordlessly. Kyouraku grinned as he       refilled it.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Still,&#8221; Juushirou persisted, a bit raspily having tossed back the       entire cup in one go, &#8220;you think the Kuchikis will get through this       in one piece? I shudder to imagine how Byakuya-kun will choose to go about       it, now he&#8217;s got the idea in his head.&#8221; He paused, considering. &#8220;And       I shudder even more to imagine how Rukia will react.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She&#8217;s his match in stubbornness,&#8221; Kyouraku agreed easily, &#8220;but       she couldn&#8217;t manage to kill him yet. I&#8217;m pretty sure.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You&#8217;re so reassuring,&#8221; Juushirou muttered.<\/p>\n<p>Kyouraku&#8217;s laughter floated out over the water.<\/p>\n<p><strong>End<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ukitake and Kyouraku discuss the general success of their plans. <span class=\"summary-meta\">Drama, I-2<\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote class=\"teaser\">\n<p>Juushirou took a distracted sip of sake, and paused as the taste on his tongue reminded him that he&#8217;d been going to stop. 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