Good day, Minna-san. This is my third Byaruki story. Again, it's unrelated to the Soul society or Shinigami things. It's parallel world, perhaps I can tell. I always want to try something magical behind modern world. People should always believe in miracle, that's what I have in mind^^ Please tell me how you feel about this story. Meanwhile, please enjoy reading.
Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine.
I apologize for the lack of spelling and grammar.
MIRACULOUSLY IN LOVE
Prologue:
"Miracle"
Name: Kuchiki Byakuya
Age: 25 years old
Occupation: Executive Director of Seireitei Corporation
Marital status: widower
When did I stop believe in miracle? As far as I could remember, I never believed to something called 'miracle'. There are many stories about someone who died and then back to life, or someone who had coma for twenty years regained his consciousness, or perhaps someone who survived after hit by a truck. Peoples called it miracles. For me, it's just inevitable.
Even though I notice that deep inside my heart I still wanted some miracle happened to me, my ego refused it somehow. For someone like me, who had earned power, wealth and famous with my own serious efforts, it was absurd to accept something abstract like 'miracle'.
I never believed esper's existence too. There's no way someone has such extraordinary abilities as telekinetic or psychic. It's just ridiculous.
In short, you can call me a realist who only has pedestrian thoughts in my mind. I believe in something real, something I can see, hear, feel, touch and smell, or something happened to me directly.
That was before that day..., the day when I met her.
She was a miracle in my plain life. For the past five years, my black-and-white world became colorful. It was all because of her presence.
Everything changed since she left me behind and never returned. She left my world, taking away every color in my life except black and white. My world gone colorless after you're gone, Hisana.
God, you are so cruel. You took my precious person, the only possession I treasure the most, the only miracle that ever happened to me.
Now, I could not find any reason why I should believe in miracle, not if you are not by my side anymore.
Name: Kyouraku/Ukitake Rukia
Age: 16 years old.
Occupation: Second grade of Karakura High School; also Part-time employee at Paradise maid cafe
There are many people in this world that lucky enough to gain all the things they wished for. As for me, I'm the opposite of those lucky persons. My mother told me that maybe I was born under the misfortune star. I caused nothing but unfortunate for my beloved persons. That's way everyone hates me.
I entered Karakura high school as a freshman one year ago. I feel lucky to get a scholarship in this prestigious school, even though I must work harder that the regular or the elite students. At first, I regretted this decision as my new school was so far away from my apartment. It takes 20 minutes if I walk (and run) and it will be 13 minutes by bicycle. Every time I remembered this, along with the fact that I would have to repeat the same procedure every day for the next three years, I became depressed. Then, I realized, it wasn't so bad at all.
I applied to the high school when I was in my mother's house. I picked it because the distance was not far away from the house. However, I decided to live in my old apartment so I can stand by my own feet. On top of that, I'm waiting for someone I missed so much.
…Father.
My father's company was going bankrupt two years ago. He has been chase by the debt collector so he ran away, left us behind. I couldn't comfort my mother when father left. I made her cried every time she saw me. She said I resemble my father in many ways that it torturing her so much. She won't be able to forget him if I'm around. So, the only thing I could do is disappear from her life and wish for her happiness.
She remarried nine months ago after she got divorce papers that sent by my father via post. I couldn't tell she cried in sorrow or in a joy when she signed the papers, but I did remember that she smiled after that. I don't want to bother my mother and her new family. My mother had to bear all the misery because of my irresponsible father. I thought she deserved to get her new life and live happily with her new family.
I'm just her useless daughter after all.
I'm a misery carrier. I hate myself more than anything in this world. Sometimes, I wish someday a black hole appears from nowhere and swallow me. As if that kind of miracle could happen.
However, I just couldn't hurt myself no matter what. It's nothing to do with courage. I'm not afraid of dying, but I do believe God loves me in His own way. In order to prove my faith, I have to stand still and keep on praying for a miracle.
God..., I do not wish wealth.
I do not wish popularity.
I just...want to beloved by someone.
Is that too exaggerating?
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Please, make a miracle happen to me.
I always want to try writing this kind of story. This prologue maybe a little bit gloomy, but actually this story is brighter than my other stories. Please tell me what you think about this story. Should I continue to write it, or should I stop right here?^^ honestly, this story is so light without angst at all like 'Dance Under the Moonlight'. I didn't mean to be so cruel toward Rukia. I knew she's strong enough to pass through all her problems^^ Please tell me how you like it^^
PS: my next story, I think I want to write with Shinigami world as the setting^^ It's about the time back to the real plot, I guess^^