Disclaimer - I do not own any Bleach characters or make any money from this.
I know, everyone thought I'd died but I didn't! I was just really busy but my goal is to finish this challenge by the end of the summer. So wish me luck and we'll see what happens. I hope you will enjoy these pieces and that you will encourage me along the way.
Accomplishment
What is this?
The sky looks dark, an awful gray colour that pushes rain closer and closer. Lifting my hand is too much effort so I lay and watch the clouds roll in. I can hear Ikkaku laughing at something Yumichika said but it doesn't matter. Probably just some catty comment anyways.
Slowly, painfully, I turn my head to look at them. Yumichika is settled happily enough, feet tucked up on Ikkaku's knees, ass planted squarely in his lap. Not unusual. The chattering isn't that unusual either, nor, if I think about it, the excluding me. It's shrugged off mentally - he'll get over it.
Back to my original thought, I feel a bit strange. Physical pain, he beat to hell and back with barely breaking a sweat, but something else too. Warmth in my chest and my head feels a bit light. A smile in pinned to my mouth and I can't stop it. "Oh quit gloating, you still lost by centuries." My eyes open, did I close them? "No need to be so proud." Snobby peacock.
Is this pride? No, I don't think so, though it may be part of it. I watch Yumichika fuss and wipe at the scratch again, the white cloth staining with faint red. It's a small cut, only a few inches on Ikkaku's shoulder. A wound barely worth mentioning. Still, it feels good to know my blade brought it into being. Weeks, months of work, sweat, and blood went into that.
I hope it scars.