Hello everyone, and welcome! Lately, I've fallen in love with one-shots and drabbles, but I realized we really don't have that many for this ship. So voila, I decided to create my own! I'm not going to guarantee a regular updating schedule, but my goal is to have 100 one-shots/drabbles in this collection.
This first one is sort of an experiment I would say. I'm not really that good with drabbly things, so I'm sorry if it's awkward and stuff.
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo. Obviously.
I - Beginnings.
Toushiro wasn't sure when it began.
When did he fall in love with Kurosaki Karin? When did he begin to act like the lovestruck fool that he was?
The more he thought and asked himself these questions, the more he realized that there wasn't a time when he did not love her. Always, she had always captured his heart. She was the one whose fiery personality and explosive outbursts melted his frozen, icy exterior. Her joy, her passion, her everything warmed him up, from the depths of his soul.
He had willingly handed her his heart, asked her to safe keep it. He never regretted that decision.
From their first meeting, Kurosaki Karin was captivated by the silver-haired child. He was so different from the moronic idiots whom she interacted with on a daily basis. He was calm and collected at first sight, mature and serious, yet passionate at the same time. His striking appearance of white hair and teal eyes captured her attention, dragging her in.
Was that the beginning?
Her eyes couldn't be drawn to any other after their meeting, as she was solely focused on him. Toushiro, a boy whose icy disposition hid an incredible individual. She loved him, for who he was, for how he was, and for being there for her. Always.
When Toushiro confessed, she had accepted with a grin and mischievous eyes.
"Someone's embarrassed," she had said with a teasing smirk. Her grey eyes lured him in, causing his breath to hitch. Without warning she leaned in, lips a hair's breadth away from his. "But you know, I always did like that about you. You were always awkward in these types of situations, and you haven't changed at all. You're still the same as when I first met you."
Toushiro's face was burning, but his fingers were cool to the touch as he played with Karin's hair.
As the two closed the distance between them, Toushiro smiled.
And he knew this was no mistake. He knew she was for him, that he was for her, and that they were always meant for each other. Perhaps, there was no beginning to their love story. Because no matter which time, which era, they would always find each other, and they would always fall in love. In the end, their ending was just a beginning to a new story.
One down, 99 to go!
The next one should be less drabbly (meaning more of a one-shot), and it'll probably be up sometime this week. Thanks for reading, and reviews are very much appreciated!
~abyss-of-lights