Hello! This is my second fanfic. It can be a oneshot or not, though I have a feeling that I'd like to make a short story in this so tell me if you'd like me to continue this one? Have a nice day!
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach.
Shiro. Albus. Weiss. Blanco. Witte. Bai.
I hate it. It doesn't matter what you call it since it only means the same. WHITE. I hate it. It's so pure, so clean, so naïve, so innocent. It's so easy to be tainted, to be stained, to be tarnished, to be sullied. It absorbs everything, even to the point of forgetting its true self.
Just like her.
She was too innocent and he took advantage of it. She adored him, she had even pointed her blade at me, her childhood friend for him. She trusted him and he took her for granted. He broke her. Now, she's sullied. Her innocent smiles are gone. She doesn't trust others anymore. Even me.
I couldn't blame her, I attacked her after all. They said it wasn't my fault, that Aizen was using his zanpaktou's powers, that I was deceived. Still, it was not a reason for me not to see through him, to not recognize my childhood friend.
It's funny, isn't it? I am the wielder of Hyourinmarou, the strongest zanpaktou with the ice element. When they say ice, they associate it with snow, and they associate snow with white, yet I hate it. Even my hair, I hate it. It reminds me of her. My incompetence to protect her.
Now, how am I supposed to bring her back to the way she was before?
Soooo. what do you think? I'd be glad if you'd bother to review this so.. have a nice day! =00