Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm still writing on two other stories, but when chapter 212 came out, I just couldn't stop myself from writing this little oneshot.
TOTAL spoiler for chapter 212.
Disclaimer (since I forgot it in my last story...): Bleach: not mine. Rukia: HA...I wish.
She was pale.
Deathly pale.
It's all my fault too.
Rangiku took her to Inoue for me. I'm really thankful for her help, and Inoue's too.
Thank goodness for Inoue.
Who knows what kind of situation Rukia would be in if it weren't for her?
I sat there and watched Inoue take care of Rukia. Healed her.
Her color's returning.
God, it's all my fault.
I have to hold myself back from touching her face. Just to make sure she's still with us.
I clutch my hakama.
They told me that I needed to clean myself up. I think there's still blood on my face. But I don't care. All I care about right now is Rukia. I have to make sure she'll be ok.
She looks so peaceful now as Inoue wraps up her healing. Like the time I had opened up the closet door and watched her sleep.
I want to wipe the sweat from her brow.
I want to make sure she's going to be okay.
I need to make sure she's going to be okay.
Please be okay.
I won't be able to forgive myself if you're not.
Yeah, I know. Short and not that great, but it was fun to try and imagine what Ichigo was thinking...He did look quite worried, didn't he...? Hehe.