this is kind of bad cause i wrote it in like 2 minutes and i didn't really edit it well, so sorry for the bad grammar. Enjoy:
It was a feeling from long ago. Long ago it was, but it was never forgotten. Not one bit slipped away. It was a feeling of love. Not that of hate and anger, but something different. Something so diverse it was almost a miracle, but the feeling didn't last. Oh no, he liked it, lusted for it, and wished for it to come back, but it never came back. Not one bit.
Ichigo looked around. He couldn't be in that room any longer, so he grabbed his keys to go to the bar again. He left without a goodbye. He just slammed the door closed. He didn't notice that a stare of longing was directed at him. It was a pained stare. The one that showed the most hurt. One that had seen the warmth of love, the lost of that love, and the love replaced with anger and hate. That was the one that hurt the most. But he still lived. He lived for the sake of Ichigo. He had promised, long ago, to be together, but even though Ichigo had broke that promise already, he still kept it. It was weak, but it survived.
He stayed alive so that promise could be kept. Even if it is lost and forgotten, in the heart of that one hollow, it still lived. That was the reason he stayed alive. Even when no one noticed or cared, he kept it. He'll keep it till his bones shatter and his mind breaks. He'll keep it till his hopes are crushed and his will is broken. He'll keep it till after he dies and as long as his heart will live and beat to keep that one promise. That promise from long ago. A promise to be together. A broken promise but still a promise worth keeping.
hope you liked it. it was really short cause i wrote it too fast. well review please!! flames will be used to burn my stupid math hw!! XP