"Hey, Shirou!" She yelled, smiling. He turned to see her overly bright face radiant against the maroon sun. Her eccentric shouting and too much waving really got on his nerves.
"Don't call me that!" Toshirou spat, dangling his legs off the wooden balcony. His expression curled into a frown, a pout playing on the edge of his lips. But Momo knew he was trying to hide his smile that widened with every laugh of hers. She just looked at him, melting all of his sadness with that grin, joining him on the balcony.
So then why isn't she smiling now?
I felt her warm blood soaking my sandals, now scarlet from the oozing liquid that covered the edges of my kimono. Her eyes were filled with terror, her pink cheeks now flushed and pale. My hands trembled, feeling the last of the warmth of her skin fading away, now cold like stone. Her eyes couldn't see the silent tears that were welling up in my eyes, never leaking because of the dam that stopped them from pouring onto my face. She couldn't heal the suffering I felt from seeing her heart pouring out onto the ground. She couldn't feel my hand as it brushed against her face, pushing the wisps of black hair that escaped from her always neat bun. She couldn't laugh and erase the scar that had been drawn onto my heart when I saw her like this.
"I want to become a soul reaper, Shirou!" She said, staring at the sky. The golden rays danced in her eyes as the ball of fire decided to rest beneath the earth. "I want to protect you and all the good in the Soul Society."
"Why would you want to do that?" He asked, looking at her. "That's a really dumb idea." He elbowed her in the ribs.
"Aww, that hurt, Shirou! Ow, stop it! Shirou!"
"Don't CALL ME THAT!"
It hurts, Momo. To not cry for you. You always asked me why I became a soul reaper. You teased me, staying that it was a dumb idea. But I never answered you.
It was because of your smile. I always wanted to keep it for myself. But when you left me, I became lonely. I couldn't stand not seeing your face again. I wanted to be with you. To protect you. So I vowed that I would become a soul reaper. I vowed that I would protect you and never let that smile disappear from your lips.
But it has become an empty promise. Now I stand in front of you, your body lying before me. I regret not protecting you. I was too weak. All I can say is that I'm sorry, but that will not heal the wounds that pierce your loving heart.
For the first time, I felt the droplets fall slowly, breaking the dam that always stopped the tears from falling. It stings my eyes, letting the emotions burst out. I couldn't stop the salt water drops from falling on your face.
A new feeling rushed through my skin. Anger made my blood boil, a new found strength coursing through my veins. My head spinner to face the one who did this to her. His eyes were shadowed under his glasses, hiding his evil laughter like a coward. I will destroy the one who stole her last smile.
"I will never forgive you. Aizen."
I almost cried when I read/watched this part. Poor Toshirou, his heart was broken when Momo 'died'. I wrote this on the spot, so it might not be as good as it could've been, but all the same please enjoy and comment.
~Blazingfyres