Amme: Lynnia, Ichigo and Kish are away right now, so I'm doing this one by myself. This is a songfic and the song is Tourniquet from Evanescence and it's about Ichigo being torn between the death of Masaya, and her loves Ryou and Kish.
Masaya: Hey! Why did I die!?
Amme: Because no one likes you that's why!
Disclaimer: I don't own this song or TMM. I'm also not copying Everybody's Fool from Nizbo.
Tourniquet.
Ichigo is sitting on her bed, crying about everything.
Everything was wrong in Ichigo's life. Masaya had died. He died when he stabbed himself to kill Deep Blue. Right after he died, Ryou and Kish professed their love for Ichigo at the same time. It didn't help that Masaya just died a horrible death, but Kish and Ryou became enemies at everything. Even after the aliens stopped trying to take over the world and destroy all humans, Ryou and Kish would get into an argument in a simple game of goldfish. They were each trying to win Ichigo over, not caring about her feelings or anything. That's why she was crying about everything.
I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more (so much more)
Ichigo had gotten seriously depressed from both Masaya's death and Kish and Ryou's fighting over her. She was planning to kill herself she was so depressed. She took out a knife she had in a box on her desk.
No one had bothered to go into Ichigo's room. Ever. She had been depressed like that for about a year and a half so it wasn't new to anyone.
I might die, and I'm pouring
crimson regret
and betrayal.
Ichigo sharpened the knife she pulled from the box. This was it. This was going to be the very last moment in her life. Right when she was about to plunge the sharpened tool into her heart, she heard a rustling in the bushes.
Ichigo swerved her head over there to see Taruto. His happy face turned grave and pale when he saw Ichigo with a knife to her chest. He slowly moved towards her.
"Ichigo, what's going on with you?" He gently asked, still moving towards her as slowly as possible.
"Leave me alone!" Ichigo snapped. She pulled the knife back up to her chest.
I'm dying,
praying,
bleeding,
and screaming:
"Ichigo, you don't want to do that." Taruto pressed. Ichigo took the knife down from her chest once again and looked at Taruto.
"Why do you care!? Why does anyone care!? Kish and Ryou have only been arguing about who will have me other than worrying about me. Have they even noticed my depression!?" She snapped once again.
Taruto stood there silently for a second.
"Meep...."
"Ichigo..." Taruto said quietly once again. "I do care if you kill yourself. One: That's my job, and two: We're friends, and I care about my friends. Masha cares too Ichigo."
Ichigo looked at her little machine toy that Ryou had given her when Minto was depressed after taking that put-down from Zakuro. It looked at her sweetly.
"Meep..." He said again.
"am I too last, to be saved? Am I too lost?"
Taruto disappeared.
"Humph..." Ichigo thought. "Shows how much he cares..."
Ichigo put her knife up to her chest one last time.
My god, my Tourniquet, return to me salvation!
"ICHIGO!"
Taruto had come back with Kish.
"Ichigo what are you doing!? You could kill yourself!" He shouted. Ichigo had had enough. She stood up.
"Why do you care if I do get killed!? You never seemed to care when we first met! I bet the only reason you don't want me dead is so that you can take me as your wife. That's the only reason you and Ryou are fighting over me. You never cared about me, or about my health." She shouted at the top of her lungs.
Kish crept a little closer to Ichigo. She saw that and stepped back.
Do you remember me?
Lost for so long?
Will you be on the other side,
Or will you forget me!?
There were people pounding at the door.
"I brought Ryou and everyone else along too Ichigo." Taruto told. "I didn't want you to die."
"Ichigo, open this door! Now!" Came Minto's voice.
"Big Sis Ichigo, please let us in!" Purin's voice rang.
Ichigo growled.
"Will you people leave me alone!? Why do you all of a sudden care if I kill myself!? You seemed to be fine with me the past year and a half. You acted like I was invisible! This won't be any different." She said.
The door swung open. Everyone poured into Ichigo's tiny attic-room (a room in the attic that is really small) and looked at Ichigo.
I'm dying,
praying,
bleeding,
and screaming:
"Am I too lost, to be saved? Am I too lost?"
My god, my Tourniquet, return to me salvation!
"Ichigo, please. Put the knife down." Ryou pleaded. He reached for Ichigo. She just skittered into the corner of the room.
"Don't do this Ichigo..." Rettasu pleaded.
"You'll make a mess on the floor." Keiichiro said.
"Is that all you want to worry about?! The FLOOR!?" Ichigo thought. "I have no use for my life now."
I want to die....
Ichigo put the knife up to her chest one final time.
My god, my Tourniquet, return to me salvation!
My wounds, cry for the brave,
My soul cries,
For deliverance!
Will I be,
Denied?
Christ? Tourniquet? My suicide....
"Mai jinsei finisshu DORE!"
Ichigo finally plunged the wretched, evil, dark knife that held the difference between life and death itself into her heart. She fell to the floor, still alive and breathing hoarsly.
"Ichigo, NO!" Everyone shouted.
"Someone call the ambulance! Maybe we can save her!"
"She's gone..."
"I can't believe she would actually do that....."
"Hmmm....."
The ambulance came, finally. They put Ichigo into the car.
The end!
Amme: You like? You hate? Details people! Maybe I'll continue this, even thought it's supposed to be a one-shot fic. I can take flames, thought the senders will burn. G'bye everyone!
((A/N: "Mai jinsei finisshu DORE!" sort of means "My life finishes NOW!"))
