Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, or any of the characters used in this fic. They all belong to Tite Kubo. I only own any of my original characters that I choose to include, as well as any of my own original plot ideas.
They Are Wolves
He shouldn't be smiling.
There's no reason for this simple gesture to be calming his thoughts, to be taking over his emotions. By all reason, he should be angry at her, at himself, for everything. Without him, she would not have come close to death. Without her, he would not have known happiness and strength. Without him, she would not have stayed.
And she would not be leaving him again.
He almost hates the way simple things can change him. The way a smile can lift his mood like the sun in the sky, or the way a frown can sink him in the sea. They're wolves, these emotions that run him. Fighting for dominance over one another, over which one will determine who he is each day.
Even as she fades away, his name a whisper in the wind, it's a warmth in him that brings about this smile.
Joy is the creature's name, with a heated coat to match. It howls in the void of his heart, saying she will come again.
"Goodbye, Rukia."