Title: Ignorance of the Truth
Characters: Nanao, Shunsui, Lisa (Mentioned)
Pairings: Shunsui/Lisa
Word Count: 332
A/N: I wrote this a LOOOOONNNNGGGG time ago. And then promptly forgot about it. So here it is.
Disclaimer: Yes, I am Tite Kubo. lol JK no, I'm not. And therefore, I do not own Bleach. I do, however, own the watermelon I is eating. Yes, you may be jealous.
"But don't worry. She'll be back in the morning."
That was what you told me and I, in all my childish innocence, took your words as truth. I ignored the terror building in my heart and trusted you. After all, Lisa was one of the strongest Soul Reapers I knew; how could anything hurt her?
I knew instinctively that something was very wrong first thing the next morning. There was a silence in the air; it lay over the barracks like a stifling blanket, threatening to smother me with dread. But I still foolishly trusted your words and went to Lisa's office as usual. And at the door, something made me freeze.
It was a sound, one I had heard all too often in the Rukon District. I heard sobbing. And there you sat in the immaculate office, crumpled on the floor like a marionette with no strings to hold it up. For once you weren't the ever-strong, ever-cheerful captain I knew. You were only a man, one who had lost one of his dearest friends and lover.
Did you know I was there that day? Did you know I sat watching you through a crack in the door as you lost all composure and control over the loss of your Lieutenant? And did you know how my own heart was breaking to know that my goddess, my role-model, my sister, was never coming back? Did you even care?
And now, even though over a hundred years have passed since she died I, I still can't shake the hope that when I wake, Lisa will be sitting in her office-my office now-with a book open in front of her and a steaming mug of coffee in hand. And I can't fight the rage I feel when I first see you in the morning, smiling cheerfully, as your lie from so long ago echoes in my mind.
"She'll be back in the morning."
Well the morning has come, Captain. But she never will.