Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo, but I'll be the highest bidder on eBay.
Zzzzap!
That was the sound of Ichigo's mind crashing to a stand-still, the world he knew coming to an end, turning upside-down. He stood as still as a statue, unable to do anything, unable to think. He would have stopped breathing if it was a conscious choice rather than an instinct.
He watched her walk away, the array of colors from twilight emphasizing her petite silhouette, with a small bundle barely bulging out behind her shoulder.
His mind finally revved up again, this time going into a sudden whirlwind of thoughts. Once again, July 17 proved to be an apocalyptic day. First his mother's death, now this…
Why? How? When? Why? … Why?
…What the hell?!
Impossible, his mind had to be playing tricks on him!
When his mind had calmed down, he decided he would come back here again to validate what he's pretty damn sure he saw. He loved her so much, maybe it was his imagination concocting pieces of fiction to give him a reason to be with her again.
But this was a bit much even for his imagination, wasn't it? This wasn't something he should be handling right now. It would be a burden…wait, no. He can't say that, he shouldn't. It wouldn't be a burden, it would be a gift.
It wasn't his imagination; it was a truth to feel grateful for.
Hopefully it is, he thought as he walked back to his car, trying to remember what time it was when he came here. He couldn't be late tomorrow.
* A/N- This is my first fic, I am such a Bleach fanatic, specifically Ichiruki, that I had to make one. Please review. If you have any suggestion on how I could improve my writing, let me know! Thanks. You'll find out what's going on later, obviously.
Thanks for reading, have a good day, and a great new year!
~IchiRuki always and forever~