Very short, 500ish word drabble in 3 parts. It's well past midnight, my first day of the new semester of college is tomorrow, and this idea hit me and wouldn't let me sleep, so forgive me if it's horrible :x
it may or may not be edited
Three parts for three people: Orihime, Rukia, Ichigo
She had always watched him, always believed in him, but had never been his person. She could never get him to fully open up to her, nomatter how long they had known eachother. After he became a soul reaper...he didn't need her as much anymore. He relied on Her, on the Woman who was always there, by his side, guiding him through everything. She was not who he needed when he finally broke down, or every time the guild became too much. she was not who he needed when there was no one left for him to talk to. She was not the one he would go alone into an unknown world to rescuue. So he couldn't lose that much from losing her....right? He never needed her...he didn't need her. So she didn't need to be around....
right?
This man. She never thought she would rely on this man. She never thought he would rely on her quite so much. She never thought she would hold him when the guild became too much. She never thought she would rock him to sleep when his pain became to deep. She never thought she would see him cry, never thought she would hold him as he fell asleep. She never thought he would matter this much to her...that she would give up anything; her family, her duties, her future... to be with him. When she first met him, on that night so long ago, she thought she would only know him for a night, and that they would never meet again. At that moment, she never imagined this. That she would be laying in his bed, with his arms wrapped tightly around her and his face buried in her neck, caressing his hair and back as she tried to offer him what bare comfort she could. Comfort from the world he was beginning to break from, comfort from the pain lest he soon shatter. She never thought, on that night, that she would love him.
But she does.
She loves him more than anything.
He clings tightly to her. Every time he cannot save someone, every time he loses concentration and gets someone hurt, every time he forgets something..and someone suffers for his mistake.
He is not perfect, and he trusts her to know this, trusts her to forgive him
She is the only one he trusts for this
She is is comfort, his protector from the deamons that are himself. Every time the hollow inside gets loose...he goes to her. She does not pass judgement, she forgives him, holds him.
She is his angel of death, his guardian of fate.
She is the one he loves, though he'd never say
He clings tightly to her as the night passes, and even though neither of them will sleep that night he knows that, because of her, it will all be better when the sun rises.
Because pain is a nightly occurrence, and she is always there to guide him through.