Sunrise, Sunset, a bleach fanfic

Warning: implied shoujo-ai. In other words, femalexfemale, TatsuHime.

Disclaimer: I don't own bleach.

a/n Yo. This is short, but was posted just for some proof that I'm not dead yet. I needed some relief from my exams, and I felt the random urge to post this. No, this doesn't have to do with the song 'Sunrise, Sunset' from Fiddler on the Roof. I showed this to one of my theater buddies, and that's what they thought it was...-sweat- This is my lucky number story thirteen! Woot!

I look around;

I catch myself staring into an ever-cloudless sky.

The horizon is bleak;

indescernable from the gloomy landscape.

The sun has set.

I stare up into the swarms

of blaring hues,

and depthless blues.

The sky turns black.

I see your face;

and I never look back.

You are not mine;

I am never yours.

Your image haunts me,

though I may try to forget.

I tell myself

I am over this pain;

I do not love you,

cannot love you.

You are not mine to love.

Our relationship isn't healthy.

We are friends,

while I want more.

You are purposely heartless,

always going on about Ichigo,

Ichigo,

Ichigo.

I do not care.

You love him;

I get that.

When we met,

you said gender never

mattered.

When I heard that,

I nearly jumped;

the thought scared me,

that you of all people weren't

'normal.'

When you left, I realized,

I was exactly the same.

I loved you...

I could laugh.

that's what I convinced myself...?

This pain was at first because I was

missing my friend...

then I saw it as something more.

Now when I sit at home,

ever alone,

I tell myself I never knew if it was love.

I never knew if it was me missing our friendship.

I told myself I was over you,

yet the tears still came.

The sun rises.

Across the sky,

the cool violet-grey clouds

smash against the

horizontal rainbow of the sky.

It is breathtaking.

The sky seems to melt into a water color version of a diamond,

its fire burning bright.

Where the sun has just peaked over the land,

the pinkish red mixes with the palest yellow,

then fading to an easter-egg green.

It sprinkles into a purple-blue,

The color of mountains in the distance.

The pastel blue fades to a deep blue-black,

the sun has not yet attacked that plane of darkness.

But it shall come.

And when the sun reaches this frozen darkness,

the wounded heart of the sky,

I know my heart will only get brighter,

with it,

and I can't tear my eyes from that piercing white light.

My final thought as the sky fades to grey:

even seeing that bright orange sky,

I never once thought of you,

and THAT is a reason to cry.

a/n Inspired by the coolest sunrise I've EVER seen...I wanted to take a picture, but my camera was at my house...This seems alot like my other TatsuHimes, ne? Give me an opinion or constructive criticism, and I might be inclined to write mooore...

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