Wait. That little inner voice pleaded. Don't cry be strong. So she did, she never let herself cry on the outside. They all felt it, when she came back she was broken. She was a toy for the Arrancars, when people asked, she laughed it off.
"Nothing is wrong with me!" she would say, her lips forming that fake smile. But her eyes, they were stormy as ever. Although threatening a storm for the world to see, she kept it hidden. Her beautiful hair floated with her head as she would walk ahead, eyes cast down on the ground.
Then she broke. It happened so fast when she broke, her mask fell apart the moment her lips touched the bottle. She went to school with a hangover the next day.
She soon stopped eating and sleeping as well. Her friends worried for her, but she soon ignored them as well as her Shun Shun Rikka. When the blade first touched her skin, she liked it. When she saw the red, she liked it. Soon, it became addicting. Soon she died. Her name is not important to her. Her life wasn't important. She distanced herself from her friends so they wouldn't miss her.
When you see the lost, broken hearted boy walking and bright orange with saddened brown eye down the street. You know why, all the town knows why. His Goddess was gone, into the Soul Society. She was dead and gone, and it's his fault for letting it happen to.
Soon he stopped eating and sleeping. Soon, he fell into the depths with her.
Love forever love is free
Let's turn forever you and me.
Inoue Orihime and Kurosaki Ichigo.
That were their names. Two teenagers, two people who died without telling one another their feelings. Live, like there is no tomorrow.
A/N: Eh, it's okay I guess. I hope you all like it, and well- no flames, please! The italics is from the song Feel Good Inc. By: The Gorillaz!