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"I will show you

The Final Getsuga Tensho."

"If he really wanted to defeat me,

He could have done so at the beginning.

There was that much of a difference in our strengths.

And if he really doesn't want to show me,

He could just stop fighting and hide somewhere.

He should be able to do that.

So why?"

And now I know why.


I woke up at hospital.

At first I didn't know what's going on.

Them somebody came.

"Kurosaki Ichigo? Are you with us?"

I looked at a girl. She looked curious. Don't know why, don't ask me. I looked around.

"Wait a moment, alright? I'm going to get a doctor."

And she left.

Something was stuck in my throat.

I wanted to took it out but I knew it was pointless.

It was something helping and at same time it's exacerbating.

I closed my eyes.

They're hurting.

Everything's hurting.

My mind's hurting.

Ghh...

I closed my eyes.

I fell asleep.


I run to him.

Ichigo's woken up.

I opened the door.

He was moaning from the pain.

I watched my son falling asleep.

It was painful to watch.

It's not changing.

He wakes up, he falls asleep in pain with nobody around.

It's never ending nightmare.


I woke up.

Someone was holding my hand.

I opened my eyes.

Warm brown eyes.

It's not cold any more.

Just gentle wind.

Caressing my skin.

His hand caressing my face.

Strange but nice feeling.

"Isn't it strange, Kurosaki Ichigo?

Even now...

After our fight...

You lose again."


Somebody's caring me.

It's probably the same man.

I'm just a puppet in his arms.

I don't understand this.

I don't think I want to understand.

It's not hurting any more.

It's a gentle wind.

It hurts my mind but at the same time it's helping.

Clearing my mind.

I don't want to think any more.

He knows that.

He'll clean my mind.

To its harmony.

It'll be calm again.


Ichigo's gone.

Ryuken doesn't know what happened.

Nobody knows what's happened.

How this is even possible?

"Isshin."

"I can't talk right now, Kisuke!"

"Aizen is gone."


"Are you with me, Ichigo?

Does your mind know what's happening?

Your memories are disappearing.

They're never going to go back to you.

You're going to be mine.

You're my creation after all."


They're coming.

I feel it.

I don't want it.

I don't want them to come.

I want to be alone.

I want him, nothing else.

No one else.

I want-.

"What's wrong, my dear?"

He asked me.

He sensed my distress.

He hugged me.

I'm hugging back.

Even if my brain is screaming at me.

I'm hugging back.

I want to hug back.

He's different.

He's the only one I want to hug.

To smile.

To love.

I close my eyes.

He's walking with me in his arms.

I don't care where.

I only care he's here.

With me.

That's the only thing I care.

Here.

With me.


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