Krazykoreangurl here ~ ^_^ Just an angsty pick at Ichigo's angsty side. ^^:; Enjoy and R&R. :)
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Ichigo stared at his hands. They were large like the paws of a bear. There were no claws to extend nor was there any fur to smooth down.
But there was so much blood.
He wasn't prone to such thoughts, but the war against Aizen had just been revealed, and he was only a 16 year old boy who was headstrong, stubborn, and kind of an idiot at times.
He was only courageous when it was called for. He was stubborn at all times and refused to admit when he was wrong.
He wasn't wise. He wasn't always strong. He wasn't smart.
There was so much he had to prove. There was so much he had to work for. There was so much he had to gain.
There were so many things he had to protect.
How could he act like a guardian to those around him when he had the blood of his mother on his hands?
Fin.
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I always wondered how Ichigo felt from his mother's death. I know he was greatly affected and all, and really sad, but I wonder if he's every truly blamed himself...