Ukeire

Summary: As he lead in the snow that was stained red, he thought about all he had done and he was happy and glad that things had happened as they did. He smiled and accepted that today was his day to die. Character death.

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Hey, this is a one shot I wrote during one of my lessons at school and my friend read it and told me to post it so here it is. 'Ukeire' means acceptance in Japanese. Read and enjoy!

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'I do not regret one moment of my life'- Lillie Langtry

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He had always known that if he didn't live a long life and live to an old age he would die on a battle field. Though he had always imagined, and hoped, that his friends would be there. Yet fate had other plans. Fate wanted him to die alone on the cold ground amongst the falling snowflakes.

In a way, he mused, it could be good to die alone. His friends wouldn't have to suffer as they watched the last scrapes of life leave his cold, broken body. He would be able to see them again in soul society. That was a good thing.

A ghost of a smile crept across his pale face. In a strange way it was peaceful as he led there unable to move on the now white ground. Well it would have been pure white if it was not for blood, his blood, staining the ground red.

Due to the peaceful silence he was able to think about his life. Looking back he was glad of all the choices he made. He was glad he met Rukia and that she made him a Soul Reaper, he was glad he decided to stay one. Most importantly he was glad that he protected people until the end.

As his blood continued to stain the ground and the cold, white snow continued to fall he led there not moving, just thinking about all he had done and that, honestly, he didn't mind dying now. He accepted his death and that he would die today. His body went limp and led silently surrounded by a blanket of red and white. Faded brown eyes stared out at the peaceful surroundings one last time before closing and sinking into a black abyss.

At that same moment, all over Karakura town and the Soul Society, those with high amounts of spiritual pressure stopped what they were doing as they felt the spiritual pressure of Ichigo Kurosaki disappear as the protector, warrior and hero passed from one life to another.

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