inspired by "The ash" By: XPretty DollyX


A sudden wave passes over his body, this sudden pain, the pain of death, the pain of abandonment, the pain of losing him.

He tries to call out his name. . .Nothing. . .He tries to reach out to him. . .Nothing. . .

He see's him standing there . . . Green, white, and black . . . That's all he sees

Those eyes. . .Those eternal tear-stained cheeks . . .Such beauty . . .Why did it come to this? . .Why did it have to end this way?

He reaches out one final time, trying to atone for his sins. . .Such beauty, The green is suddenly a blur as green clashes with blue he holds him up, caressing the tanned blue in his white arms holding him close.

Then a new color.

Clear.

A single tear runs over the tracks already in place on the snow white cheeks.

It lands on the ocean of blues below him.

The blue smiles at the green.

All his strength is gone. . .His will to live slowly depleting. . .

"Ulquiorra. . ."

His final breath was his name.

And there the green sat.

Holding his cold life-less corps in his hands.

The clear had quickly escalated from a signal tear to that which flowed like streams of warm saline from his eyes.

He slowly regained his calm and stoic face as he laid down the blue. . .Laid him down forever. . .This was. . .The final parting of the colors. . .

And yet he still would never admit that. . .

Deep within his cold body. . .

He had loved the blue panther. . .

But he never told the blue that.

And so.

As he lie there.

Cold.

Unmoving.

Fallen.

Forgotten.

Lifeless.

Dead.

The green whispered onto the lips of the blue.

"I. . .Love. . .You. . .Grimmjow."

He stood.

He walked.

He left.

He never looked back.

And he never touched blue again.