Disclaimer: - Don't own Bleach. That would be Kibo Tite.
Done in Ichigo's POV.
Bleach
The talon hurt. Blood emptied from my body.
The Hollow stood before me, confident I was cornered.
Rukia lay behind me, hurt and harangued by the Hollow's assault.
"You won't get past me," I swore it to my soul.
A bottle of White King rolled across the floor in the devastated supermarket. - Bleach.
I thought to myself, "You may bleach me,
…my existence…
…my pride, my worth…
…my hope, my dreams….
You may crush my future, my soul.
But you may NOT bleach my memories,
…my passion, my love
for…
my...
Rukia.
End
AN: I thought I'd try a serious 100 words challenge.