A/N: This is the first fanfic that I will post! Actually I have other fanfics (6 SatoKasu, 1 NaruSaku, 2 IchiHime and 1 AlLena) but I completely forgot where did I put them. I hope that I can find them soon (goodluck on my part). My grammar and vocabulary wasn't that quite well so you'll encounter similar words again and again. Also, I might have hard time on updates due to school and family matters. Another reminder is that it is my first time writing a non-script type story and also my first time writing fighting scenes so mustn't expect great fight scenes. This story takes place during "A Tousand Years War" arc, all Vadenreich characters (except for Juha) are original characters but you can notice that some character traits came from other animes. Aside from IchiHime, there are other love teams as well like: RenRuki, ShinHyo, ToshiMomo, GinRan, KenUno, GrimNel, UraYoru and IsshinMasaki and slight IshiHime, GrimHime and RyuMasa.
I DO NOT OWN BLEACH! KUBO-SAMA DOES!
I hope you enjoy and I also hope that I can improve my way of writing as well! Read and review as well!
Rating: K+
Chapter 1: Prologue
Ichigo's POV
As the wind pass through, silence overwhelmed us. I can hear the loud beat of my heart due to my mix emotions:
wrath…
to those who are inside this blue and white crystallized castle located in a dry dusty plain with sapphire gates I am facing right now…
anxiety…
for I don't know if this final war will be in favor of us…
or them…
fear…
that I won't be able to finish this until the end…
worried…
for those who are left behind if they are safe or not…
and lastly, pressured…
for the whole world's fate is in our hands.
I breathed heavily, doubting if our shoulders can bear the world's dependence. I shifted my attention to the barren blue sky while praying that it won't be my last time to see it. I leave out a sigh as I lowered my head a bit, feeling nervous about the possible outcomes of this annoying and pointless blood and tear shed. As these thoughts played in my mind, I felt a small soft hand touching my right shoulder. My eyes trailed from the arm to the gentle smiling face of the owner of the hand. Her smile is telling me that we can do this and it will be alright. The person with the gentle and sweet smile, though the most vulnerable among us, join this good-for-nothing battle. I really felt sorry for her cause she's involve in this mess but I force out a smile in return just to make her feel at ease. After that, I look at the people around us in shikahushos and haori, white and black clothes and garments and casual clothes with grins on their faces. It reminds me of one thing that I almost forgot because of my pessimist thoughts…
I should not be anxious…
I should not be frightened…
I should not worry…
and I should not be pressured…
because…
I have my friends fighting alongside with me…
A/N: A short one right? Well, I just spent my spare little time in writing this for I have to do a lot of things right now. But anyway, Chapter 2 could be posted in a week or two (hope real-life attending doesn't bother me that much). Hope you anticipate Kurosaki-kun's companions in this fight. Til' next time!
-khazhoumieh ^.^