"It's over, Ichigo. I will go stay with my brother ... And I won't be coming back... I tried my best to love you... I just can't go back to being innocent... This is goodbye."
"So, how are things going with Orihime?" Asked the petite sadist, currently swishing back and forth on the lone swing next to the berry head. The snow was at least a few feet deep as tiny flakes landed elegantly on both of them.
"She left... She said she was never coming back." He took a drag of the lit cigarette between his fingers before asking, "How is Renji?", exhaling the intoxicating smoke.
The girl just shrugged nonchalantly while replying, "That bastard won't stop drinking, the idiot even knocked me up and proposed two days after finding out. What a dumbass!"
Ichigo took a quick glance at his childhood friend before looking away and expressing his confusion. "Do you love him?"
"...I guess..."
siggghhhh "...So, whats the problem them?.."
"...I don't even want to get married. I just said yes to shut him up...Life's fucked up that way...why'd Orhime leave?"
A cold breeze rushed straight through Ichigo's multiple layers of sweaters, bringing up his guard, before carefully answering the question."She met someone else...Someone whose tall with brown hair and is loaded with millions,she made sure to throw the money part in my face...I don't know what happened to us, rukia."
The frantic parade of questions came to an end, as did the girl's swinging. "I have to go, the dumbass will think I was in an accident if I'm away too long."
As the small form disappeared into the foggy distance, the strawberry murmured a quiet, "Thank you, rukia," before turning to go to his empty apartment place.
Yeah, life sucks ass.