Chapter Three- 4 years
Four years. I think to myself. I've been here four years. It's been six since my Clan all died off. I've got four years to find a mate. But can anyone see me? Can any cat- what am I saying, they can. I puffed out a sigh. How am I going to break it to those two that I'm leaving? We've become such great friends.
"Tesra," I'm sitting next to Nnoitra's only Fracción. "Where's Nnoitra?"
"Hmm? Oh, I don't know." Tesra shrugged, and when I got up, he remarked, "Your dinner's gonna get cold, Mia." I rolled my eyes and walked away. I hated that little asshole. And he only hated me because I was Nnoitra's best friend. And yes, I did piss Nnoitra off more than Tesra did on a lot of occasions, but Nnoitra never flung his weapon at my head. So there.
Oh, there's Nnoitra. Maybe he knows where Neliel is– My thoughts cut off. "Jiruga!" I addressed him coldly. "Neliel's spiritual pressure disappeared! Care to explain why you threw her over the side of Las Noches?"
Szayel was standing near Nnoitra with an unreadable expression on his face. He wasn't an Espada. I could easily take care of him. I tapped the pink bow on my tail and my zanpakuto flew into my hand.
"Chill. Do you want to know something, Calevero?" Great, now we're addressing each other by our last names. "I'm tired of being around Neliel. I don't know how you stand her. Anyway, you're stronger than her. She's stealing your spotlight." With that Nnoitra and Szayel turned and walked away from me. I never had the chance to tell them that this was the last time they'd see me.
A promotion to the rank 0. The strongest. I sighed. Everyone is probably sleeping. Perfect time to leave. I've got no belongings to take except the half of a heart-shaped amulet that I put on a silver chain and now wear around my neck. I began scribbling on a half sheet of paper a letter that I'm slipping under Nnoitra's door before I leave.
"Dear Nnoitra,
Forgive me. My handwriting is bad. I've a mission I must fulfill though. I've got only four years left, otherwise death is my penalty. So you'll never see me again. Don't look for me. It's better for me and you if you don't. Goodbye. If Neliel is still alive, next time you see her, don't kill her. If she remembers me, tell her that I've left. Sayonara, Nnoitra.
-Mia"
"That ought to do." I whisper, slipping the paper under Nnoitra's door and running out of Las Noches. I ran through the white dessert as fast as I possibly could and when I thought I was far enough I opened a garganta, which took longer than I thought, probably because I've never opened one before. Then I thought of the sappy way I opened my letter, and crossed my arms. If this thing would hurry up, I'd know for sure that we'd never see each other again. My existence would lead me back to being a normal cat. Carmeltail said that when I went back to the human world that my cat form would be visible to everyone. I could have a Clan again. I could be what I was supposed to be- Rainstar, RoseClan leader. And yet, I could also live as a spirit if I so chose for a time. Still, sadness clenched around my heart, and it almost made me decide to stay. I must've grown fond of this place. But I knew death wasn't the path I wanted to walk down. I wasn't going to find a cat here. Not one like Oakpelt was. I lifted my fist up to where my heart… was… and clenched that fist with my other hand, waiting while the garganta hit the halfway point of opening.
"Mia," I whipped around.
"Nnoitra…" I turned back to the half open garganta. "I thought you were asleep."
"You think I didn't wake up when I noticed your spiritual pressure leak out when you began opening this thing?" I faced him. "Oh, and your handwriting is crap. I would've been here a lot sooner had I not taken five minutes reading the first sentence." Nnoitra dragged his weapon in the dirt as he stepped closer to me. I backed up.
"I don't want to fight anymore." I admitted finally. "Tired of it. I've gotta get that mission done anyway. You… just stay here. We'll never see each other again. Goodbye." I walked through the garganta and the blackness swallowed me up as the mouth of it closed. By the look on his face, I could tell that I'd really, really hurt him like that. But I had to get over that guilt.
