Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. The featured OC is my own, though.

Uryuu x OC


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"She was just too slow in picking up, but Uryuu understood"

005: come here!
_Uryuu. I s h i d a


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He never really knew her well. She was from his past, should-be-buried and should-be-forgotten.

But never really was.

She always belonged to someone else. Different men, unfamiliar men. Her door was always open, inviting—waiting (for her knight in shining armor)—as if saying: come here!

And Uryuu was always outside, looking in.


Love is elusive, she said.

Secretive, he conceded, looking up at the sky.

Yes, maybe you're right. She looked up with him.

(She was just too slow in picking up, but Uryuu understood)


Once—or twice—or thrice, he lost count—she came crying to him. Bruised and lamenting.

That was why he always kept a box of tissue and a ready-to-use ice pack.


"Do I look pretty, Uryuu?" she asked when she had a date.

no.

Uryuu forced a taut smile and nodded. "Yes. You look really pretty."

She beamed at him and headed for the next heartbreak.

He was a hypocrite, he knew. But it was her unspoken decision—to be the one night stand whore every time.


He never really knew her well. She was from his past, should-be-buried and should-be-forgotten.

But never really was.

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R&R