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AN: This started when I began drawing pictures (not Anime-related) for a 100 Theme Challenge on which I thought would work well for short stories of all genres. So far, it's worked. This is not my first fanfic or series, though it is the first one I've ever posted on I encourage critiques and comments, and frown upon flames.
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Theme 03: Light
There was a time when everyone was against him – everyone except her. She alone stood by him, even following him into exile. Sometimes, he questioned her reasons for following him, and always, she'd laugh it off and tell him he needed more than Benihime to watch his ass.
Looking at the woman sleeping beside him in his bed, he noticed that even in the pitch-black of his room, he could see her clearly. She glowed – not in the same manner that the former Miss Kuchiki (now Mrs. Kurosaki) did in recent months – with a light reserved only for him.
As he watched her, she stirred, opening her beautiful golden eyes. He smiled as she stretched a little before drawing his face toward hers for a soft kiss.
Yes, in his darkest hours, or even on those nights when the power was out and no one could see, he could always see her. She was his light, and he'd never get sick of proving to her time and time again why it was true.