IT'S LIKE A ROLLER COASTER
WARNING: YAOI, FLUFF, AND MEANINGLESSNESS, NO LIKE NO READ.
I DO NOT OWN BLEACH OR THE CHARACTERS.
Ichigo stared at his ceiling feeling, the slivers of depression sink into his mind. He stretched his arms above his head, fingers stretching higher, wide open, as if waiting for someone to grab them and drag him from this darkness creeping at the back of his mind. He heard a deep sigh in his mind and sat up slowly, blinking in confusion.
"I hate it when it rains, King."
Ichigo shifted his position to look in the mirror. His inside out self looked back at him with gold eyes. Ichigo gazed at his other self with no emotion, having felt none in a while. The other's pale complexion and bleached hair stood out in an odd way and with his usual crazed grin lacking it seemed as though it was a different person standing in his inner world. He could see in the back ground that rain poured in rivets, coating his white self, making his white robes stick to his body.
"Why is it raining?" Ichigo asked in a slow voice that didn't sound like his own.
Hichigo gave the other boy a sad look. "It rains because of you, King. What are you so depressed about?"
Ichigo actually thought about this question. His eyes took on a glazed look and he sifted through his heart as for why he was so caught up in this negative emotion. Flashes of his friends came to the front of his mind. Renji grinned at him over his shoulder as he defeated a hollow. Rukia let a small smile escape as she argued with Ganju. More and more people flashed through his mind's eye. He cared for all of them in different ways, some more than others, but as he viewed these people, he realized that he loved none of them. A frown came to his lips as he realized - he had never really loved anyone.
Could this be why his heart wretched in pain every time he even thought of the word? Why his soul was crying out? He let out a sigh and looked back at his pale reflection, watching as white hair fell into curious golden eyes.
"I am lost." He closed his eyes and sighed, Hichigo waited for the boy to continue, sensing there was more. "I think...My soul is crying out for something, maybe someone. I feel incomplete, as if a part of me is missing and a huge hole is where it should be. I think I'm trying to call out to someone and if I don't get an answer soon...I'll die of sorrow and rejection."
Ichigo opened glinting brown eyes and looked at his other half. Hichigo's skin seemed to be even paler than before, his breathing erratic. Ichigo opened his mouth to ask if the other boy was okay when everything went black. He opened panicked eyes seconds later to realize he was in a mind of no gravity and blue buildings, and it was raining. He looked around and found Hichigo not even a foot away and stalked towards him angrily.
"What the hell?!" Ichigo closed his mouth as the other boy turned around to face him.
His face was contorted with anguish. His breathing was still uneven and rushed. He took a wobbly step towards Ichigo but fell to his knees and grabbed his chest with a whimper. Concerned and confused, Ichigo ran to the boy and dropped to his knees in front of him; his hands grabbing the boy's shoulders.
"What's wrong? What's happening?" He searched the other's face for a sign, for anything.
One gold eye squinted open to look at him. "Ichi-Ichigo..." He took another ragged breath. "You're calling so loudly, it hurts, King. Hurts in my ..." He gasped again. "You're in so much pain, King, pain." He whimpered again and Ichigo's eyes brows knitted together in confusion. His heart hurt watching Hichigo go through this pain. He searched his mind for the answer, then his eyes widened in realization.
"You...you feel it too? You can feel the pain?" Ichigo's eyes widened to their fullest as he searched the others face for confirmation. When he got a slight nod, he balked, sitting back on the ground, bringing the other boy with him. Hichigo sat in his arms trying to stifle the pain, shaking with the effort.
Ichigo tried to wrap his mind around what this meant. He closed his eyes and clung to the lithe boy in his arms, tears trying to escape. This couldn't be right, this couldn't be happening. No, no no no no NO! His eyes opened, and he looked down at the quivering mass in his arms and smiled sadly.
"Hichigo, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that my soul was trying to call me a mate. I'm sorry I didn't realize that this would call the one person..." His lips quivered. "The one person that I wouldn't want to live without." Hichigo paused in his pain. His gold eyes looked up at Ichigo with confusion and something that the other boy couldn't place.
"You...wouldn't want to live without me? Why?" The other boy's eyes were suspicious.
Ichigo let a sad smile escape as he looked at the clearing sky. "I think of all the things I've been through with you, all the fights, the struggles, the emotions. How every time I needed someone, no matter the reason, you were there, whether you wanted to or not, you taught me who I was and why I wanted to be that person so badly." Hichigo looked up at his king, watched the happy smile on his face, and his eyes widening with realization. "When I think about the people I care for, the ones I would die for, there is a long list, but when I think of the people I wouldn't...no, the ones I couldn't live without...the only face that comes to my mind is...yours." Ichigo smiled down at his counterpart and his brown eyes lit with an emotion neither one really understood.
Hichigo met Ichigo's smile with a tentative one of his own and wrapped his arms around the tanner teen's neck.
"It's about time you made it stop raining, King," he whispered into the boy's strawberry hair.
He felt the movement in Ichigo's chest as the boy laughed. The boy held him tighter and Hichigo returned the gesture with relish.
"To be loved..." whispered Ichigo. "I wonder what it's going to be like."
It was Hichigo's turn to laugh now. "Like a roller coaster, Chief. It's unpredictable, and it will contain many ups and downs and a few loopy loops, but in the end it was worth it and fun as hell."
They smiled at each other and laughed. Ichigo had a feeling that the hole in his chest would not be back, and that his very own roller coaster ride would be the best experience of his entire life.
AN: Okay guys this was my first Bleach fic...even though I've been wanting to write one for the longest time, but I've had the WORST writer's block. Hope you all enjoyed and tell me if I should continue, but I only will if I get 7 or more people telling me to, otherwise there is no point. Why seven you ask? Cause it's my favorite number!!! X3 terhe!