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Requested by: Joker2113
Ichigo Kurosaki
Bleach
Two-shot
Words: 255
Ichigo wasn't sure why he felt this way towards the dying girl before him. He had always ignored his upper classmen, so why did this one make him feel this way. Regret, hate, and fear? She was lying in a puddle of blood, her grey skirt was ripped, her shirt was open and exposing her gash. Her pale peach skin looked like marble now as her glossy blue eyes looked up into the night sky. Inky raven hair spilled out like ribbons around her, giving her a tainted halo.
Ichigo wanted to scream, she looked so calm in the face of death. She had a small smile on her face, a raspy laugh escaped her. She turned to look at Ichigo and smiled a little more. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" She said as she sighed in pain. She was beautiful, dying at his feet. Why had she taken that blow that was meant for him? If he had been more aware, or moved faster this whole thing would have been avoided.
Ichigo watched as she took her last breathe and feel to his knees. A pained scream poured out of his throat as he looked at the dead high school senior. She was top of her class, always did community service every Saturday and was a training priestess at the Sunset Shrine. Everyone loved her, and she loved everyone.
Ichigo didn't realize how much she meant to him until she was gone. He will always keep Kagome Higurashi in his heart. Always.
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