Hey Moonlight here! Yeah I know I havent' updated Patient Snow in a while but school's been very busy lately. Here's something I wrote really quick last night for the IchiRuki FC over at Mangafox. It's based on 2 poems that I have yet to post, and wrote for the IchiRuki FC over at Mangafox. But the poems and this fanfic is based on the plot of the 3rd Bleach movie, Bleach: Fade to Black: I Call Out Your Name. I might upload the poems, I'm not sure if I'm going to yet.
Hope you like it!

Fade to Black

The sound of metal against metal echoes in my ears, the only sound I can remember. Blades stained with the blood of its opponents fly through the air, the only sight I know. In my hand I hold a blade the color of pristine white glows in the moonlight. The ribbon attached to its hilt flutters in the air, elegant even in the rough wind. My fingers lightly trace the blade and I wonder where or when I found this sword.

Closing my eyes, I whisper a command mechanically. There is no meaning in the words, not to me. They were words that I used to attack, nothing more. Mechanically I went through the motions needed for the attack. Motions my body knows, not my mind. As I opened my eyes I saw a portion of the battlefield encased in a wave of ice. Nothing, I feel nothing fighting this battle. With one last look, I turned away from the scene. Overhead the dark sky slowly turned red as the sun rose over the horizon. In my hand the white blade was replaced by a normal katana. The change in form, I don't know why it happens. Just as I don't know anything about my sword, I don't know anything about myself.

I search my minds for answers but they slip past my fingers. How can I know what is true and what is not? My memories have disappeared, that I know. I can feel an empty spot within myself. Slowly, each and every day, my real self fades to black and who I am now slowly takes over. My name, I stop and wonder what it is when I am called. Maybe I'm dreaming all this. Maybe I am who I am, not someone else. Maybe I am dreaming but how do I know?

I'm shaken out of my thoughts as someone appears in front of me. A black sword is held in front of his face, a stark contrast to my own, which had returned to its white form. His eyes look into mine, holding my gaze for the longest time. In his eyes I see pain, sadness, and desperation. What does he see in mine?

His lips move, mouthing silent words. He moves forward, his eyes begging me to do something. Those amber eyes, that black sword, and that orange hair, they stir something in me. I don't know him yet I feel as though I've known him my whole life. Each step brings him closer and with each step I fight an inside battle to remember who he is. Nothing rises to the surface except his face, smiling gently and his face right now, filled with pain and concern. He takes another step forward and immediately turns to block an attack. I watched as the strength of the person caught him off guard and threw him to the side.

A suffocating sense of dread filled my heart and I stepped forward, shouting a name.

"Ichigo!"

It's his name. I can feel it. I wonder why I know this person's name but not my own. Then I realize that it doesn't really matter. His name feels right. It feels right slipping from my lips. I don't know him but I exhale a sigh of relief as he stands up, seemingly unharmed. He turns towards me with wide eyes. In them I can see hope. He whispers a name to himself, but I can hear every syllable.

"Rukia…"

I shake my head, not knowing who that is. As I shake my head his shoulders fall just a little and that look of desperation returns to his eyes. I walk away, his name still echoing in my mind. I don't know my own name, but his feels so right. Behind me he shouts before jumping into the fight.

"Rukia! Rukia!"

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Bye-Bye
-Moonlight-
-It blooms into a sweet flower but bears a poisonous fruit-