This is my first one shot so please go easy on me. I know it's short, but I hope you like it. It's about Gin and his death in his POV. This is my opinion on how he may have felt when he died.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
After Everything, I've Failed
It was so odd how the smallest things, like a loved one crying, could hurt so much more than the large cut across my torso or the hole in my abdomen. I was starting to feel numb with the exception of my aching heart and her tears on my face.
"Gin!" she cried again, more tears falling and landing on my face.
I never wanted to see her cry again…
I could see her blurry figure hovering over me through squinted eyes. I only wish I had the strength to give her one last kiss. So, instead, I tried to remember everything we've ever had together.
If you were to turn into a snake tomorrow and begin devouring humans, and from the same mouth you started devouring humans, you cried out to me 'I love you', would I still be able to say 'I love you' the same way I do today?
A tear leaked out of my eye and rolled down my cheek as I felt her shaking body above me. I failed. I didn't kill him…after everything I'd gone through, I failed. And she's still crying…
I gathered as much strength as I could from my suffering and choked, "I'm sorry…Rangiku…"
"Gin," she whispered.
Why did I fail? Who will kill Aizen?
Just before my eyelids threatened to droop shut, a blurry, black figure appeared before Aizen.
Yes…
It had unruly bright orange hair – Ichigo Kurosaki.
Your gaze has grown strong.
I kept my closing eyes on him, thankful that the aching hole in my chest would not grow larger.
Now I can finally die and leave the rest to you.