Fandom:Bleach
Subject:
Hanatarou
Theme:Hands
Title:How can they touch a soul?
Word
Court:300
Rating:K+
Legal things:I own nothing of the anime or
the cannon but the plot! So no sueing the poor writer..nice
lawyers!
He always found them strange when watching them all the time and using them as he did. They where part of him and yet so different then the rest of him on a level. They where his tools and exception into this world that made the different around him all the time. He used them everyday for the normal things they did; pick things up, grab things and move them, feel the world around them. The normal things they did, as everyone's did on everyday moment of the world. Still his stood out then the normal ones, those ones had been shaped to hold the hilt of a blade, for battle and war. To cause pain in the world and reshape it as they saw fit.
His touched the soul..
How could they touch a soul? They healed and mended it and sent back out to fight like he taught to do. They where stronger then any part of his own self for what they did for others. Wash away the scars of battles and heal the very tissues of the soul to look new to the world, chase away the pain of those wounds and mend the person inside that skin. How strong they where unlike him. He was a coward most of the time and ran from battle while others rushed head on like real warriors. He was not a warrior, but they where. They fought death itself at every turn and breath that might be the last for the soul that needed them.
His hands touched the very core of someone to being healing to them in the darkness times or take away those last moments of pain as they slide away to the next life time. His hands touched the soul. Not many people could say that.