In the Pouring Rain
Kaien...
I stand in the rain, just thinking in the middle of the downpour. Grieving all that the rain has taken from me.
Tears stream down my face, mixing with the cold, cruel rain.
I hate the rain.
I'm standing in the cemetery, in the pouring rain.
I read my mother's grave, not minding the cold and wet.
I loathe the rain.
I walk down the empty street, alone, all because of the rain.
My head is bowed as I mourn him.
The man I loved.
The man I killed.
I turn my back and walk away, thinking of her.
My mother.
Who died because of me.
Her blood is on my hands.
And image of my sword running him through pierces my mind.
A sob wrenches itself from the back of my throat.
It contains every ounce of my pain, my grief, my shame.
I stop as the picture of her still, cold body floods my senses.
I fall to my knees in anguish.
"Damn!" I whisper, slamming my fist into the ground.
I continue to walk, numb with sorrow.
My heart has shattered.
I rise to my feet with dry eyes.
I have no more tears to shed.
I walk past a boy.
His face is shadowy, deep in thought.
I wonder what's bothering him.
A girl walks past me, with the same sad, solemn look I see every day on my own face.
What is she thinking about?
Two people with bloodstained pasts, sharing one night in the pouring rain.
Okay, obviously the girl is Rukia and Ichigo's the guy. I know it's extremely angsty and vague, but I hope you liked it. Plz review!!!!