Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach, though that would be amazing if I did :]
A/N: I doubt I will get any reviews on this. This is the first TensaXIchi Fic ever on FF and it shocks me. But then again… I am honored to create the first story between them. Even though it maybe really small.
From a caring writer:
Teiden~
Tensa Zangetsu sat on the edge of a building looking out to the city. He had combined with the Dark Ichigo and given the greatest power any Zanpakto could give its wielder, the final Getsuga Tenshou. And now he watched the outside world as the orange haired boy fought against an enemy more powerful than ever faced.
This was not what he wanted… Everything had gone wrong…
"Would you stop it with the bullshit?" Dark Ichigo yelled within his mind. It didn't matter that they now shared one body, they had their own thoughts, that they could unfortunately look into if wanted.
"Just watch the damn fight and stop whining!"
"Leave." It was a simply word that echoed between their minds, but the threat was easy enough to perceive.
"Tch, fine…"
Tensa Zangetsu felt the other presence dissappear from his head, to once again be alone.
To once again watch the fight, his heart breaking.
This was not what he wanted. He never wanted to give Ichigo the raw power of destruction. He had wanted to protect the boy. All his life he had known that. But when they met for the first time, the teen begged for his own demise, and they started to fight. Though the truth maybe he had never known why he had wanted to protect Ichigo, as their blades moved together, he was sad.
For he had figured out something that horrified him to no end.
Tensa Zangetsu was in love with Kurosaki Ichigo, his wielder.
And what truly made his heart break after this realization, was that he would never see the boy again. Once the fight was over, and even the unlimited power was gone, he would disappear. Because Ichigo would no longer have a drop of reiatsu.
But had he not serve his purpose? Ichigo would live to see another day. A peaceful day, with any hope.
So as the battle enraged, Tensazangetsu gave the faintest smile of stricken insanity.
He had said it himself hadn't he? The reason he wanted to protect Ichigo would come to him with the essentials of the technique.
The boy would know. Even if he realized it at the very last second. He knew Ichigo would see his intentions.
That had been filled with love all along.