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Gin was, once again, tracking Byakuya down through the school, following that familiar trace of power down hallways and the ever-changing stairs.
It wasn't so much that he really desired to talk with the other man so soon after their messy battle in the forest some weeks ago. But there was a certain lingering interest in seeing how Byakuya was doing.
In addition, Gin had never gotten around to figuring out exactly what had happened to Byakuya on those two very eventful days. Something magical, no doubt. That seemed fairly common around the school. But if he was very lucky, Gin thought, he might happen to catch Byakuya in another of his strange magically-influenced moods.
It wasn't so much that he really desired to talk with the other man so soon after their messy battle in the forest some weeks ago. But there was a certain lingering interest in seeing how Byakuya was doing.
In addition, Gin had never gotten around to figuring out exactly what had happened to Byakuya on those two very eventful days. Something magical, no doubt. That seemed fairly common around the school. But if he was very lucky, Gin thought, he might happen to catch Byakuya in another of his strange magically-influenced moods.