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A Taste of You
He cradled her gently. Tears stung his emerald green eyes as he ran a pale hand through her short onyx hair.
It was entirely fault; he failed to protect her.
He lowered his head and brushed his cheek against hers.
She was so cold.
He knew he shouldn't have gotten involved with her. He shouldn't have smiled back at her and let her in because there was no hope for anyone who was close to him. There was nothing he could do to save them.
His life, his very existence was like the bottom of the ocean. It was darkness, nothingness, hopelessness. And he had let her into it, he had dragged her to the depths and now she was slipping away.
"Stay… Please… don't…" he needed her so much.
He had always been afraid to admit it but he loved her. He loved her and he needed her and he wanted to tell her but the words refused to escape his lips.
Why?
Her pale lips spread weakly into a smile.
Cold tears ran down his pale cheeks.
"It's ok." Her breath fogged as she choked out the words.
He could feel her slipping away, going farther and farther away. He had brought her this pain, this torture and yet all he saw in her large brown eyes was love and warmth.
He didn't deserve it. He couldn't accept it.
"Please don't go." She smiled at his words, "Tatsuki… you can't."
They both knew there was no bringing her back. This was the end.
"Ulquiorra, please let the last thing I see be your smile; I hate to see you hurt." She reached out and brushed the tears from his pale face.
Her hands were so small and so cold.
He held her hand to his face and took in one last breath of her. A forced smile formed on his thin lips. "For me, if not for anyone else; rest in peace." He whispered in small broken voice and kissed her on the hand.
Who was he to hope he could save her.
A/N: I know it may be a bit 'confusingish'. =^-^=
It's Ulquiorra and Tatsuki a life time before Bleach is set.