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"..!" Gasping for air, Ichigo collapses on the cold, wet pavement. Out of his mouth comes an inhumane cry, heartwrenching. It's a primal cry for the loss of love, a plea for the agony to end. The heavens, unrelentless and cold, continue to pour a torrent of water amongst them. Ichigo, was glad for the rainwater running down his face, so his nakama could not see him cry, he hasn't cried since his mother died. Ishida places his hand on Ichigo's shoulder and says, "She's gone. Here reiatsu is gone from this world." As Ishida's words crash into Ichigo, he faints. Like a broken record player, his mind replays over and over, "I loved you. Now you're gone."

First fanfic reviews accepted, constructive criticism also accepted, no flames please?

Actual Story To Come.

-bittersweet irony