Hello minna! Finally Reira has a new story idea! xDD I actually have hundreds of story ideas but I haven't been excited about one of them so far…..I think this one might last…..I could only HOPE!
Pray for me!
I do NOT own Bleach, if I did…..then well…Ulquiorra will be alive and well, Aizen would be dead (thanks to my awesome karate skills) and there would have been more romance! ;)
Prologue
I felt the blood trickle down my face. I was breathing heavily and I could barely see. I stepped forward slowly towards the sounds of voices. I couldn't recognize the voices at all.
I made my way through the thick leaves and branches of the forest. I needed to get to the voices. I needed help. I was dying. He was dying.
As I slouched my way through the thick mud I found myself falling over. Due to my weak state I was unable to stop the impact of the fall and I landed face first on the ground. I lifted my head and spat out the mud that I nearly swallowed. I was too weak to stand up so I started crawling on my stomach.
I could see a light. I tried to move faster but my limbs were just about to give in. The pain stung through my body. It felt like hundreds of swords have stabbed me at different places.
When I finally reached the light I realized it belonged to the moon. I stopped moving and collapsed. I can't move anymore. Have I reached my end? Is this where I am going to die? Was I going to die without ever becoming a Shinigami? Was I going to die without being able to save his life? Was I going to die with no pride?
I lay there on the ground motionless. I could barely keep my eyes open any longer. It started raining. The little drops of water splashed against my aching body. Somehow it soothed the pain a little. I have always loved the rain. The bitter scent of freshness afterwards and the running streams. I closed my eyes and embraced my fate.
That's when I heard it. Footsteps. It was coming my way. Did my enemy found me? Did the ugly men dressed in dark green and black find me? Are they going to slice open my stomach and rip my throat out the way they did to my mother just before? I opened my eyes and forced my head to move.
I looked up into grayish brown eyes. It was a man. And he defiantly wasn't my enemy. His hair was long, blonde and cut straight. He had on a standard Shinigami Shihakusho with a white haori over it.
My eyesight was becoming blurry and I could no longer stay awake. I tried to keep my eyes open but my eyelids were too heavy. Before I completely passed out I whispered one final name.
"Hikaru."