Our life is nothing but an hour glass.
When it begins our time on the planet start to trickle down the glass tube,
waiting for the last grain of sand to join the pile below the others.
We don't know, when our time ends or when it's close to the end...
All we truly shall know, is that when it stops we know we lived it long and had a good life...
Well, most of us
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
BEEP!
A groan left my lips as my hand slapped down on the alarm beside me, when the beeping continued I had to sit up and shut the alarm off. My violet eyes looked at the time to see that it was 7 AM. Why the hell was I getting up this early on a Saturday?
Slamming the clock down on the night stand I slowly stretched my arms, as a yawn wiped from my lips. I ruffled my messy hair with one of my delicate hands before rubbing my eyes softly.
A meow was heard from the end of my bed, causing my drowsy eyes to look over only to find a slim cat with pure white fur. " Well, Good Morning to you, Sode" I smiled as she walked over to me with her elegant steps, with a hand I felt down her head and down her spine letting the soft and silk like texture cover my senses. A pur left her throat as she snuggled into my touch, it was much like Sode in the morning. Ever since I got, Sode back when I was 'cured' -which was about five years ago- she was the one that seemed to make my day, more bright and happy with her up beat personality.
Shivers went down my spine as I held Sode in my arms tightly, my body went cold and then to hot as I held the beautiful cat. " That's why" I whispered before placing Sode on the floor and climbed out of bed.
I walked to the white dresser in my room and grabbed a pair of yoga pants and a large grey sweater. Ever since I was 'cured' my life had been shaped into being healthy, I ran in the morning before breakfast, didn't eat fast-food, didn't drink liquor, slept 8 or more hours a day, have monthly doctor exams and I stayed away from illness -which was nearly impossible since, I am a kindergarten teacher.
Pulling on my running attire I looked in the mirror that was on my white wall, the reflection of my body filled my violet orbs. From the short raven hair on my head that flipped at the end, the pale skin that coated my petite body, the narrow jaw that was touched by doctors over a thousand times, small chest that was checked every time I got sick, my some-what curvy hips that children wrapped their arms around at school. This was me.
The grey sweater pooled over my body and the yoga pants were tight to my legs. I grabbed a brush from my dresser and ran it through my hair before pulling it back into a pony-tail. Turning to leave the room I grabbed my I-phone and my head phones that rest next to my alarm clock.
As I walked down the light and fluffy hallway of the apartment, I felt a warm feeling rising up my throat. I rushed to the tiny washroom and fall to my knee's quickly, leaning over the toilet allowing the warm and disgusting liquid spray out of my mouth. It seemed to never end, almost like there was a never ending supply of vomit. Finally, when all the vomiting was over I flushed the toilet and watched the yellow water disappear, with a pant I sat on the floor and looked over to see Sode looking at me with her blue eyes; they seemed to be filled with worry for me and what it may be but I didn't want to think like that.
Standing from the floor I went to the sink and slashed cold water over my face; trying to get my skin to cool down. " It's not, what you think" I whispered to myself, I didn't want to believe that my battle was back or that the beast that stole my teenage years and pre-teen years, was back to take my 20's away.
" It's probably from the food I ate yesterday, it probably didn't sit well last night" I told myself as I walked out of the washroom into the small living room with nothing but a large sofa, plate screen T.V. and some magazines.
Pulling on my running shoes I plugged my head phones in my ears and blared the music in my ears, the constant roar of rock and survival songs poured into my ears as I opened the door and jogged down the empty staircase. Since it was so early, no one would be heading down them or up them so it was going to be peaceful.
Breaking my steps on the stairway and onto the side-walk, the feeling of the bright morning sun warmed my skin gently. New sounds of birds chipping and leaves ruffling filled the air as the sun awakened all that was around, I didn't hear it since my music was loud trying to block all reality out of my mind. Reality, was my nightmare and my enemy even as a child, when I lost my sister I pretended that she was there still playing with me in my room, when my parents died in a car crash I never acted like they did but like they were right beside me; and when I got sick I acted normally like it wasn't real. Sadly, at the end of everything I noticed it was all real and that it was never going to be the same. Reality had struck me.
Even now, every now and again I would roam around Karakura town -the town I grow up in since I was nine- and believe that the people who I had lost were still there, some where, waiting for me to find them and be happy with them by my side. Perhaps it was childish to think like that, or maybe I was out of my mind but I needed the hope more than any other citizen in Karakura town.
Just the thought of be able to see the ones that I loved the most in front of me for ten seconds, gave me enough hope to get me through the day without worrying about what was to become of me. It was my peace.
" Good Morning, Ariawa-san" I called out as a women with long raven hair appeared from an apartment building, she wore the same kind of attire as me. In my mind, I thought of Tatsuki as a 23-year-old health coach, whose thoughts on life were: Live everyday like tomorrow will be the last time you see the sun, she was my running partner on the weekends since she thought the same as me and had small conversations with me when one of us had enough; and called it a day.
" Mornin' Rukia-chan" Tatsuki smiled as she began to run beside me, looking over at her through the corner of my eye I noticed that she seemed to have a glow to her skin. Perhaps, it was the sun in the morning or she had lotion on, but either way I wasn't going to get nosy, just yet. " Have you talked to Orhime lately?"
I smiled at the name, Orhime. At 23 years old, she was living the normal life with a husband in the medical feild, a daughter whos in my class and had another on the way. She had the life that I wished I had. " I spoke to her the other day when she dropped off Umi. She told me that she is pregnant with her second child but she didn't tell Uryuu yet" Tatsuki chuckled at the news and sighed as when passed ' The Koursaki Clinc' marking our mile, when I noticed she was slowing down near a black Benz; I couldn't help but look at her oddly. " What is it?"
" Did the Koursaki's get a new car?" she asked herself, when I saw her looking into the vehical I wanted to stop her from being nosy, and to tell her to mind her business. " Looks like, Ichigo's back in town" she told me. I froze at the name that left her lips, I and Ichigo Koursaki weren't good memories. " We should go say: Hello" Tatsuki suggested, I shook my head before looking at the house quickly.
" I can't, I have a doctors appointment at nine. Perhaps, I'll drop by later" I did have a doctor's appointment but in all truth; I just didn't want to see the one person who made my life a living hell back in high-school. Especially, with the rumors that were being spread around about me being pregnant when I was 16 years old... only if they knew the truth to why I was always away, throwing up, having dizzy spells, pale, tired and having hot flashes.
" Awe, come on, Rukia" Tatsuki whined but I just ignored her whining. She didn' t know the history that I and the famous, Koursaki Ichigo had. I wasn't holding a group about the rumor because he wasn't alone when it came to those, everyone started them and I never even met him personally. " Maybe, you two will hit it off and start dating. Don't you want to fall in love?"
I wanted to fall in love but I didn't know how much longer I had on this planet, for all I know, I could be dying of something that was supposed to be gone. Falling in love would only hurt the one that I loved, and make it harder for me to accept my fate. " Tatsuki-san, it's best that I don't fall in love. But, I'll probably stop by if all goes well at the doctors, because I have to talk to Yuzu about the picnic that we're having next week with the children"
With a sigh she turned to the house and then to the car " Whatever, Rukia. Just so you know, you don't fool me. I know you just don't want to meet him and take the risk of actually loving someone" shaking my head softly I began to walk down the drive and toward my apartment building that wasn't far from here.
Looking over my shoulder I noticed that Tatsuki was gone and the drive was empty. Tatsuki is a sweet women but she was definitely rough when it came to men, especially my best friend Renji who worked with her at her gym. Those two were like an old couple when they fight, she would yell at him that he was a lazy bum, then Renji would spit back that she is nothing but a man in a womans body. It was harsh and cruel but everyone that heard them, knew they had some feelings for each other.
As my thoughts of what Tatsuki said to me about love, I couldn't help but agree with her thoughts of me being afraid to fall in love. It was true, I was afraid that I would fall in love and be happy like my sister was with my brother. I didn't want to make someone feel for me, and then lose me like Byakuya lost Hisana.
The love the was between my sister and Byakuya, was something that many envied because it was pure and innocent. When Hisana got sick with breast cancer, he never left her side till she past. Back then he was a business owner for the largest office in Tokyo, but now he was traveling all over the world looking for the cure for cancer; because of Hisana and the love they had he wanted to be someone to save a person's life like he wished to save hers. It was the only way he could hold onto her, and believe there is hope out there.
I didn't want to be, Hisana. She left a throbbing and broken heart when she died of cancer, along with me -she was the only family I had left, besides Byakuya- but that all changed when she past. When Hisana died, Byakuya took me in as his own and was there for me, even when I got sick and was in the hospital for weeks on ends. He was like a father to me. There were nights that I could barely move he would feed me and held me, telling me that I will get through this and live; then there were the times that I was throwing up and he would be there holding my hair back, and times where he would just be there at the side of my bed holding my hand, hoping that I would survive.
Byakuya was my hero, because he gave me hope and all the strength to over come my battle. I thought that once Hisana past, he would forget me and try to block me out like most wanted but he changed my life and saved me from the monster that took many people. If I was sick again, I didn't know how I was going to tell him. I didn't want to come back and give up his search for Hisana, and I didn't want he watch me wither away into nothing.
This was why I didn't want to fall in love. It was my first rule to life, yet did I know that I was going to break that one rule, sooner than I wanted.
This story was inspired by a recent story I read, with Ichigo and Rukia.
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