There was blood everywhere. His glasses were gone, where were they? He was just white and red, white robes and red, too much red.
Please please please please please no…
He was alive, she realized. He wasn't dead. Not yet. She could help him. She could save him.
I can help I can help hurry hurry save him…
His soul was still there – he was still there. His soul…
Suddenly she felt it, growing over her face, and she tried to rip it off.
No no no no no no you can't, you can't, you can't…
It was a long battle. She kept trying, and trying, and trying trying please come off, please. But it kept growing and growing and growing stop it stop, until it covered her entire face.
NO NO NO NO DON'T YOU CAN'T PLEASE STOP
She was screaming, in her head or out loud she didn't know. But she screamed and screamed until he was gone, and then she realized, and it was silent, just a faint buzzing sound, and her brain couldn't function.
And she screamed, in her head and in her mind, and whether it was of joy or sorrow she didn't know. Whether it was her or it she didn't know. She didn't know anything, nothing –
God no please no don't do this no this can't happen please no no no no no don't be gone no don't please no!
Every part of her denied it, but it was true. She was impure, dirty, and she knew the tears would wash it away and she knew they wouldn't help.
But she cried anyway.
End---
. WHY AM I SO MEAN? "It" is Orihime's (theoretic) hollow side. The dead person is Ishida. :O
Sayone