One word, awkward. After being urged by the other hashira to get Sanemi there with everyone for a meeting, you left in expectations of coming back, maybe 10 minutes later with him. Yet, you never came back. The thing is, you two hated each other, always clashing so it was odd, you not coming back. The hashiras don’t know what happened between you two that day, why you never came back like you said or what came up, but Sanemi knows, and the way you two yearned for each other in unimaginable ways. The next day comes, and the meeting is in session, and all the hashiras are present. His eyes locked on you, cold and icy. You excused yourself to go to the restroom as he followed with a certain impatient haste.

“Oh come on, don’t act like you don’t know me now. You certainly knew me that other day didn’t you? Couldn’t stop saying my name, actually” He smirked in your ear looking around briefly his hands roaming your back making you bend over slightly.