Things were complicated
Disclaimer: Ever since I've become a fan of Bleach, I have wished I would own the characters. Lost hope, though…
A/N: Short one-shot about Yoshino and Ishida. Her name wasn't in the list of characters, so I just picked Ishida's name. Includes episode 70 to 79.
It wasn't difficult. The way she would just use Geitei to save him from that snake was easy. The way she would treat him at her house and tell him the story of them, Bountou, wasn't very hard. The way she would bring him to the hospital, only to find him later lying in a puddle of water and giving him the required surgery again, didn't cause her any trouble. The way she would tell him more, all because of his lonesome eyes, or the way she would lay next to him in Urahara's shop, both badly injured from fighting against the other Bountou or lack of surgery. It wasn't difficult. But saying goodbye, that was something entirely different.
It hurt when she removed her bandages and folded the beddings. And it hurt even more when she kissed him goodbye on his forehead. But most of all, it hurt when he still came after her in an attempt of helping her, even without his Quincy-powers. That was useless. She would only see how his eyes filled themselves with tears as he watched her dying, turning into dust, because of what Kariya had done to her. She hadn't been able to defeat them, the Bountou. She could only hope that he, that Quincy-boy, would be able to stay alive. He still had a whole life to live. That was different from her.
She had wished to die a long time ago. Useless. She had attempted to commit suicide. Useless. She had tried to become a member, a real member, of the Bountou. Useless. And most of all, she had tried not to fall in love again with someone she knew who wouldn't be able to love her back forever, just because that person hadn't forever to live. Also useless. All because of his lonesome eyes… It hurt. And from the sight of those lonesome eyes on, things were getting complicated. Until the eternity. And until the eternity, those things would stay complicated. Forever.