Title:
Understanding
The Fear That Lies Within
Author:
evergrnterrace
Requester:
nomoreprinces
Pairing:
Matsu/Grimm
Genres:
Angst, drama, dark
Rating:
maybe T for swearing?
Disclaimer:
I no own, you no sue.
Word
Count:
578
Understanding The Fear That Lies Within.
Rangiku Matsumoto took a look around and tried to burn the images of her surroundings into her brain.. The world was broken, crumbling. The two forces had crashed together hours ago; black into white, good into evil. So many were dead already, after only a few hours both sides had lost so many. Her heart was breaking, she almost felt as innocent as Orihime, nearly crying at each death, regardless of who or what they were battling for. Espada, Arrancar and Shinigami alike, her heart was torn. And she felt guilty, so horribly despicable and traitorous for mourning the Arrancar.
The wind shifted and she froze,
lowering her zampakuto and turning completely around. She didn't
even bother evading her attacker, for he had also felt that
particular shimmer of reiatsu and he saw whose eyes were looking upon
her. She began moving towards the source, not noticing the concerned
looks of the other Shinigami, the terrified eyes of her captain.
Everyone could feel his agitated spirit energy and everyone saw the
usual cocky smirk on his face, but no one else had noticed that look
in his eyes. He had come for her and something was wrong. He almost
looked scared.
She had been terrified when she arrived at the
war-front and hadn't felt him anywhere. Her heart had nearly
stopped working at all and she had temporarily forgotten why this war
was happening in the first place. What was the point? What did it
matter who won? She forced herself to fight just to keep from going
entirely numb. Well, she hadn't actually fought, she had just
evaded attacks. She couldn't bring herself, she who had killed
countless hollows, to strike down anyone.
He had started moving towards her as soon as she lowered her sword, not noticing the gleeful looks his 'brothers' were giving him. He couldn't do this, there had to be another way. He felt his smirk falter and he had an unpleasant sensation in the center of his chest. Aizen's order had been for him to find the woman and 'eliminate the threat.' He had always known that this would happen. From the time he started fucking her he knew. With that sadistic side that Aizen had held down for so long, he would go to any length to inflict suffering. Grimmjow hadn't cared at first. Then again, he also hadn't thought that it would have come to this. The words kept repeating in his mind. 'Eliminate the threat.' He felt sick. As sure as he had convinced himself he was when he left Las Noches, he no longer knew where his loyalties lay. No, that's a lie; his loyalties always have been and always will be with himself. Shaking the thoughts once again, Grimmjow brought his focus to the matter at hand. He simply focused on walking.
They met in the center of
the battlefield, war raging all around them save for the few people
who had stopped to stare. "I can't do this." She whispered and
looked up into his eyes with such a fierce hopelessness that he felt
any resolve he had melt. Neither could he, it seemed. "Take me with
you!" she sobbed as she lunged into his arms. He stood there,
frozen for a moment as the entire war seemed to halt. He could feel
the confused and shocked stares from both sides as he wrapped his
arms around her.
It seemed that the threat had eliminated itself.