There was no rain, but it felt as though there was.
It was pouring in my heart.
Ichigo slept in front of me and I could hear his soft breathing…
"Why is it so hard, Ichigo?" I asked myself, whispering so I wouldn't wake him or his sisters.
I want to be with you, I thought to myself. My heart jumped at the thought of his soft arms embracing me, breathing on my neck as he whispered his love to me. I would hold him tightly and hope that he would never let me go…
I leaned down, tears threatening to drip down my face… I got so close to his mouth…
But I couldn't do it…
I opened my eyes, tears now running down my flushed cheeks, but I couldn't believe what I saw.
He was awake.
His hand shot up and all of a sudden and I felt a constriction feeling around my neck. My hands shot up instinctively, weakly grasping at his larger ones. "W-what are you d-doing, Ichigo?" I shakily rasped, my throat becoming so tight I could barely speak.
"What do you think I'm doing, Inoue-chan…" He hissed in a sinister voice. His eyes were not brown…
They were yellow…
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