You were the one who once told me of my half forgotten dream.
And the heart that was always in disarray like a puzzle.
Neo Venus-- Janne da Arc
-Goodnight Lil' Shiro-
In war, you're bound to lose something. Maybe something irrelevant like a ring worn around your neck from a girl. A watch given to you by a father figure. Some would call those relevant. But not in war. Only life has high value. And the value is even higher when the life is a loved one.
Toshiro had to stop his attack on Halibel. He could see the onslaught nearby. Her Fraccion: Apache, Mila-Rose, and Sun Sun had created a large beast, ripping everything under the rips of Rangiku. But Momo…she wasn't at full health to begin with. She laid motionless, just the ragged rising of her chest.
His eyes shifted in panic. Stay- or go to her aid. Halibel, a woman of few words could see the pain in his eyes. She looked down to Momo, a sweet girl who didn't need to see war. "You may go to her." In seconds flat he was at her side. "Momo!" Her face was sheet white, blood dribbled down her shin. Her kind eyes were glassy. "To-shi-
"Don't talk for now, your going to be fine!" Saying mostly to reassure himself. Her shaky hand reached up and brushed his cheek. Her vision not working the best of its abilities. "Goodnight, Lil' Shiro…"
Tears streaked his face, she was so stupid, so naïve to think she was just sleeping. "Momo…you fool." He spat through gritted teeth. They would pay. If Momo had to die, so did they.
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