My really bad, sucky attempt at a come back. Worst of all, not really my genre, this...
Why Did You Let Go?
"...I'm a bit disappointed..."
You didn't have to put that sword to my neck. The very second you told me to not move, I would have done so. I guess it makes sense; I was labeled a traitor after all. Everyone thought I was an evil man now. Then again, I've always looked kind of evil anyways.
I would never hurt you, though. Imighthavekill anyone else there except you. Yoruichi, Soi Fong, Ukitake, Komamura, Kyouraku. But if Aizen had told me to kill you, I would have tried to killed him instead, no matter how futile it may have been.
"It would have been nice if you held on to me just a little longer..."
When the light came down to take me away, you let go. My heart dropped into my stomach. I lost you right there. You couldn't touch me anymore. Why did you have to let go? Why couldn't I take you with me?
"Goodbye, Rangiku."
That was all I could say. The walls of light split us apart. It wasn't light of course. Like Yama-ji said, it was some sort of alternate universe. I could still see you, hear you, but I could no longer reach out and pull you in. It was too late.
I actually hoped that those Ryoka might stop Aizen. Maybe that's what I was thinking, subconsciously, when I felt like letting them go. Maybe, I thought, subconsciously I suppose, they could stop all of this. Then, we could talk like we used to when we were in the Rukongai and the Academy. We might have been able to laugh again even.
I turned to look at you one last time. My small heart, that had only the small space for you and the love for power, was torn savagely to billions of tiny shreds. I continued to smile, like I've always had, to hide my thoughts to all.
"Sorry."
Gahhh! I wrote something serious Thatis scary!
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