Senses
*Hey guys this is a totally random thing I thought of while listening to songs by Within Temptation. Great band by the way. This will give a hazy sneak peak at what's to come in my fic A Sister's Strength. The first part is Naoko dying (no I am not going to kill off my OC later in the story!) The second half is Naoko seeing her brother, Uryu, after his fight with Ulquiorra and the hollowfied Ichigo. This is major angst, tragedy and possibly poetry. So please enjoy and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, just the OC Naoko.*
There are five senses:
Sight
Do you see the light dimming from my eyes? Do you see the crimson red gushing from my wounds and splattering onto the bone white ground? Do you catch sight of me lying limp and unmoving?
Sound
Do you hear my piercing scream ringing in your ears? Do you hear my body crashing to the ground? Do you hear the sound of silence as my scream fades away?
Taste
Do you taste the bile at the back of your mouth? Do you taste the bitter sweetness of this moment? The moment of being able to see me again only to see me die in front of you.
Smell
Do you smell the metallic scent of my blood spilling out of me? Do you smell death setting in? Do you smell the stale air around you and me?
Touch
Do you feel the absence of warmth from my skin when you touch it, just to confirm I'm dead? When you touch my cheek does it feel warm and soft or cold and hard? When you touch my heart do you feel it beat?
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When you have used all five senses to their fullest will you understand? Will you understand that...your little sister is gone for good? That she won't miraculously get back up using her boundless quantity of strength and determination?
Do you understand that she will never again open her piercing yet kind and strong blue eyes to look at you with sisterly affection again? Do you understand that you will never hear her strong melodic voice calling out to you? Do you understand that you will never feel her arms wrap around you in an affectionate hug?
Do you understand that you have failed as a big brother...Uryu?
There are five senses
Sight
Do you see my missing limb? Do you see the blood spreading across my stomach? Do you see my face getting paler and paler with each second?
Sound
Do you hear my ragged breathing? Do you hear the pain filled gasps for air? Do you hear my fading voice as I try and speak to you one last time?
Taste
Do you taste the blood in your mouth from biting lip to keep yourself from screaming? Do you taste the irony of this moment? And how it contradicts what you told me earlier?
Smell
Do you smell my sweat, blood and your tears mixing together? Do you smell the dust and sand swirling around you?
Touch
Do you feel the fleeting warmth on my skin? Do you feel the warm sticky red liquid pouring from my missing arm? Do you feel my heart slowing down as you rest your hand over it?
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When you have used all five senses to their fullest will you understand? Will you understand that...your big brother is gone for good? That he won't push himself back up and give you a smirk and tell you he's fine and not to worry about him so much?
Do you understand that he will never again open his intense yet intelligent and caring blue eyes to look at you with brotherly affection again? Do you understand that you will never hear his fierce soothing voice calling out to you? Do you understand that you will never feel his arms enfold around you in an affectionate and protective hug?
Do you understand that you have failed as a little sister...Naoko?
Earlier Naoko had said to her older brother, "Little sisters don't let their big brothers die."
In reply Uryu said, "Big brothers guard their little sisters with everything they've got."
*The first half is Naoko dying and Uryu watching. You can decide on the point of view at the little paragraph. Then the second part is Naoko watching Uryu die, and same thing about the little paragraph at the end. The last two lines may appear in my fic so keep an eye out for them. This is my very first attempt at writing something angst, tragic and with a touch of horror. I think I did well but you reviewers be the judge.*