[february 20] [bleach] [what terror there will be]

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(Just barely squeaking in here- sorry it's a bit late: Computer troubles.)

Title: What terror there will be
Date/Theme: February 20 | the blood that drips from heaven
Series: Bleach
Characters: Matsumoto, Gin
Rating: PG-13
Notes: It’s crap: I honestly don’t know what I was thinking. I guess homework is making me feel a bit morose. Haha.


The glint of steel was there and his glowing eyes laughed behind it. It rained, and the smell was enough to make her retch but she could not move from that spot. She wanted to reach out to him—Why, why?

Because power is a seductive mistress and you were not enough. A whisper and a blade shot forward.

But she jerked awake, her legs tangled in her comforter and sweat beading on her forehead. Her hair clung to her face. Her breath was ragged and remained so as she darted her eyes across the room, straining them to see through every shadow.

It had been a long time since a dream had scared her this much, and it was a while before she realized that it was in fact just that. A silly nightmare, an illusion, a trick of her own restless mind.

She closed her eyes and lay her head back down against her pillow. She counted her breaths until they slowed.

A whisper: 1, 2, 3... drip.

Drip? She opened her eyes.

Red was on the ceiling.

Drip.

A whisper (Ikorose).

Drip.

Red was on her bed.

Drip.

Her hand fell to the floor.