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[August 4] [Bleach] Meaning
Title: Meaning
Day/Theme: 08-04-05/She left her life on Monday
Series: Bleach
Character/Pairing: Kuchiki Rukia
Rating: G
This is set before the Soul Society arc and will probably be revised later; partial inspiration hit me, so this seems quite incomplete, though I tried my best.
The sounds of the drizzle on the roof called her eyes to open in the closet’s darkness. Her eyebrows narrowed in slight irritation as she tried to go back to sleep, but the soft snores of her recent redhead companion didn’t let her do so.
She let out a quick sigh of frustration; she disliked being awake at night. It gave her an unfortunate opportunity to recall what she left behind—her so-called family and friends in soul society, and now her powers (though she couldn’t regret the latter, because Ichigo had a purpose and she didn’t).
Inside her mind she swam to her childhood and back, feeling the warmth of the sun, seeing brother and friend and new acquaintance, the man she killed. It was worse than a dream—it was all truth in reality, something she always couldn’t seem to get at.
.
“I’m staying in today,” she said, when she heard a knock on the sliding door. She was still in her pajamas, snuggled up in blankets. She wanted to escape.
When she noticed his grumble followed by a roughly closed door, she came out to open the windows, the morning sunrays pouring onto her skin. The rain had stopped; she could even hear the birds singing. She watched the world unfold before her.
(She had chosen this life, and she couldn’t go back.)
“Ichigo!” She called out to the walking figure who looked up, a bit startled. A somewhat bittersweet smile overcame the clouds. “I’m coming with you.”
The End.
Day/Theme: 08-04-05/She left her life on Monday
Series: Bleach
Character/Pairing: Kuchiki Rukia
Rating: G
This is set before the Soul Society arc and will probably be revised later; partial inspiration hit me, so this seems quite incomplete, though I tried my best.
The sounds of the drizzle on the roof called her eyes to open in the closet’s darkness. Her eyebrows narrowed in slight irritation as she tried to go back to sleep, but the soft snores of her recent redhead companion didn’t let her do so.
She let out a quick sigh of frustration; she disliked being awake at night. It gave her an unfortunate opportunity to recall what she left behind—her so-called family and friends in soul society, and now her powers (though she couldn’t regret the latter, because Ichigo had a purpose and she didn’t).
Inside her mind she swam to her childhood and back, feeling the warmth of the sun, seeing brother and friend and new acquaintance, the man she killed. It was worse than a dream—it was all truth in reality, something she always couldn’t seem to get at.
.
“I’m staying in today,” she said, when she heard a knock on the sliding door. She was still in her pajamas, snuggled up in blankets. She wanted to escape.
When she noticed his grumble followed by a roughly closed door, she came out to open the windows, the morning sunrays pouring onto her skin. The rain had stopped; she could even hear the birds singing. She watched the world unfold before her.
(She had chosen this life, and she couldn’t go back.)
“Ichigo!” She called out to the walking figure who looked up, a bit startled. A somewhat bittersweet smile overcame the clouds. “I’m coming with you.”
The End.