The blood seamed endless across the barren soil. It poured from her crushed throat. ~ How did I get this way~ she thought. How could a top shinigami become deserts trash? Abnormal sounds came from her throat, a sort of gargling sound. ~Its all his fault~
Red clouded her vision, sinking back to a red eye. Sinking to a pale face, with red eyes and silver hair. Him. He made her this way. Sinking back to his full body. Then he was holding me. Something was wrong. He wasn't smiling. He was serious. Sadness in his eyes… maybe he does love me. Maybe he didn't have a choice but to leave.
I have to survive.
I opened my dull eyes, and released all my reiatsu at once. Black covered around 100 miles of surface. Someone has to see this… for him.
"This is boring" I though keeping up my eternal smile. Slouching in the white chair, in the white room, in the white fortress. White was bland. Moreover, I hate it. Always the same. Everywhere. White… I miss her. Her pale green eyes, her blue tinted black hair, her weak smiles she flashes occasionally, and her name. Such a dark name, for a beautiful girl. Kusari Chinamagusai. Rotten Blood smell. She could kill anything within a matter of minutes. The perfect girl… my perfect girl.
I looked out the circle in the wall. Something surprised me. A familiar reiatsu was being released outside. No. It cannot be her. She can't know. I shadow stepped out side. It was her. Her reiatsu always had this feeling of light raindrops upon your skin. Not heavy rain, but a light sprinkling. Again, perfect.
Could not help but Running over to her. I just need to see her again.