Man…Now I know why people take so long to update. And it looks so much longer in word that on the web page dammit.
Anyway, sorry for the late update to my 5 or so readers, but I was caught up in the holiday spirit. Going on holiday, spending new years lying on the streets of Singapore…the usual. I was quite stumped with this chapter…actually…I've been stumped with every chapter I write :S.
Well. I'll try my best.
This is just a preview. I am extremely unsure of whether to continue this story or not. I don't have much free time, nor the motivation. And it doesn't look like many people are reading it anyway.
So if you actually DO want me to continue, please tell me so. That might just give me the motivation to continue.
'THINKING'
"TALKING"
FLASHBACK
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my imagination. Unfortunately I can't buy an epiphone SG with imagination alone.
Ichigo's Day
The
Eyes They Drown In Tears
::Preview::
That farmer girl… She's been standing there for hours. What could she accomplish from such an act? Surely she isn't looking for work as a brothel girl? Hmm, that's been the sixth person to hassle her, disgusting vermin' Ichigo's eyes became slits and his hand tensed, fighting the urge to wrangle that mans throat. 'How dare he even think himself to be worthy of her presence?! He can't have her, he can never have her. I WON'T allow it! You can never have Orihime…' "ULQUIORRA!!!"Ichigo reached for his blade in the midst of his strained battle cry.
'Calm yourself, surely you know better'
'Old man Zangetsu?'
'Ichigo, show some restraint, have you still not learnt to cast your feelings aside after so many years…you must forget about those dark days and think about the problem at hand. I believe it to be wise to keep a close eye on this one. Her riatsu signals may be weak, but they are different from any I have seen before…a great deal calmer, much like that of a flowing creek among thousands of corpses on a battlefield. Though be warned Ichigo, as much as you might like to disbelieve, the surrounding battlefield has inevitably tainted this water long ago. For the water than runs through this creek is as red the blood that spills from your wounds…and as cold Aizen's heart.'
Ichigo tensed, 'Zangetsu…as you very well know that name should never be said, especially so lightly, and above all not around me!' Ichigo's temper flared, his riatsu was bursting out uncontrollably, like a drowning man gasping for air, 'Both you and I know very well what happened 4 years ago' Ichigo blinked away the tears flowing out of his eyes. Trying to ignore the pain searing inside him… trying, to ignore the turmoil in his soul that was tearing him apart.