Title: Tag
Series: BLEACH
Characters: Arisawa Tasuki, mentions of others
Word Count: 154
Rating: K
Pairings: None, really
Summary: This is a game; a game of tag, and he thinks that I'll never catch up.
Disclaimer: Me no own.
Author's notes: I would love it if Tatsuki "joined the group".
I can see everything.
I can tell what's happening; I can look out the window and see him running away with a giant sword slung over his shoulder and a black uniform wrapped around his body.
They're running with him.
She's got strange objects flying around her head; he's got a gigantic, strange looking arm; he's got a strange, blue, glowing bow; he's wearing the same black uniform the other is and has a strange sword that separates into around five pieces; she's wearing the same black uniform and wielding a smaller sword with a white ribbon on the end.
I'm not stupid; I'm not blind; I'm not deaf.
That's why I punched him.
He thinks I'm stupid, he thinks I'm blind, he thinks I'm deaf.
This is a game; a game of tag, and he thinks that I'll never catch up.
Lace my shoes, count to ten.
Ready or not, here I come.