Amber and Aquamarine 7
"There is no such thing as perfect in this world. That may sound cliché, but it's the truth. The average person admires perfection and seeks to obtain it. But what's the point of achieving perfection? There is none. Nothing. Not a single thing. I loathe perfection! If something is perfect, then there is nothing left. There is no room for imagination. No place left for that person to gain additional knowledge or abilities. Do you know what that means? For scientists such as us, perfection only brings despair. It is our job to create things more wonderful than anything before them, but never to obtain perfection. A scientist must be a person who finds ecstasy while suffering from that antinomy. In short, the moment that foolishness left your mouth and reached my ears, you had already lost. Of course, that's assuming you are a scientist." Kurotsuchi Mayuri to Zaeruaporo Gurantsu (Szayel Aporro Granz in English manga/anime) while defeating him in HM
A/N: I want to thank yume girl 91 and Shiraihime Fuyuki for adding this story to your Favorites list. Zangetsu50 and Mr. Kurosaki09 rock my socks! (because they reviewed last chapter XD)
A/N2: I don't own the song 'again', YUI does.
Shichi: ame no sasayaki
Rukia and I came back to the clinic shortly after nightfall the previous explanation of Kisuke still swirling in my head.
"Eeeeh~? Already finished? I thought you were going to miss for around a week~!"
PUNCH! I beat him in the face and silenced him up.
After a sigh of mine: "So… what are these 'Guards of Hell' exactly?"
He whipped away the blood coming from his nose and answered with a blank face: "Well, they're the guards of the world called Hell-"
My elbow hit him in the nose making him fell on his back. After he sat back up he began a real explanation.
"Some chosen souls that where sent to Hell get a second chance from… well, you humans would 'bably call him the Devil. They have to serve him as 'Hellguards' or 'Guards of Hell' for a set time and then they get the privilege of reincarnation."
"What's their job, exactly?"
"Well, Ishida-san, their job is it to send souls that committed grave sins to the purgatory to let them endure eternal sorrow and pain. They don't care if they're humans, Hollows, Shinigami or Plus – They hunt everyone down."
A silence came up and I felt all their gazes on me: "Hell, how grave could it had been me… well, more Ichigo taking Rukia's powers? She has them back, hasn't she? And I… he's half Shinigami anyways so he isn't even a real human. Their rules doesn't-"
"They DO, Kaien-kun and you know that. They will chase after you, hunt you down till they get you. They have an eternity. And it's only a matter of time till they get you both, Kurosaki-san and you, Kaien-kun. It's pretty easy for them anyways. You cannot hide your Reiatsu plus you both are one person. You can't escape Hell, you can't escape purgatory and of all: You Can Not Escape the Devil Himself", he said with special emphasis on the last few words.
"We will, Kisuke. Who do you think Ichigo got his stubbornness from? It needs more than Devil and some Hellguards to bring him or me down."
"I hope you know what you're doing, Kaien-kun, I really hope it."
Ichigo's POV…
With a tired sigh I took over again. My head still spun a bit but Kaien needed to calm down, I knew that.
"What's up?"
"Eh? Oh, Rukia, we just changed positions again, that's all."
"So you're back for good, eh, idiot?"
I just smiled over that insult and pecked her on the lips.
"Shut up, midget. You're no one to talk", I said softly and went for my bedroom leaving Rukia stunned and alone in the hallway.
It had begun raining lightly around 10pm and shortly before midnight it had become a downpour.
I sighed again. 'It's always the rain', I thought and stared through my open window – out into the dark and black night. The moist air filled my slowly breathing lungs. My amber eyes were of a blackish-brown while all these memories of this woman called sky run through my mind making the depths of my heart rage.
deguchi mienai kansei meiro ni dare wo matteru no?
(I can't see the exit of this sensitive maze whom am I waiting for?)
'Although I don't know her, my mind just can't calm down. This whole reincarnation crap sucks.'
"Kurosaki Ichigo?"
I jerked up at hearing her voice.
Eyeing her cautiously I replied: "What d'you want? A fight?"
She shook her head making her silvery-blue locks dance. Strangely the rain seemed to go through her. Like she was a clichéd ghost from some crappy movie.
"I still haven't recovered yet."
"'Recovered'?"
"I can't stand the sunlight. It burns me."
"Why?"
… kaeru basho mo nai no…
(… There isn't a place to go back to…)
"I'm not wanted in the world of sunlight."
I didn't understand what she'd meant so I just changed the topic.
"So… if you don't want to pick up a fight then why're you here… Sora?"
HONTO ha kitai shitenno…
(Truth is I had some hope…)
"I wanted to ask you… what's your connection to Shiba Kaien? He's long dead, killed by the Shinigami you took the powers from."
"Guess it won't kill me to tell ya… well, I'm his reincarnation."
She sat quiet outside my window on its sill. Looking at me with wide eyes.
I couldn't stand looking at the woman haunting my thoughts so I looked at the rain that is connected to so much pain.
The silence was deafening and I couldn't stand it for long: "So… you're doing this… 'job' to get a new life, right?"
"Kind of…"
"Do you know why you even went to Hell? Kaien can't think of a reason you deserved this."
"Eh?"
"Well, it's like with a Zanpakutō, you know? His consciousness is still there. And trust me – he annoys the shit outta me."
She chuckled but as quick as it had appeared it had vanished again.
ano koro mitai ni tte modoritai wake janai no
(It's not that I want to go back to the days of back then)
"To answer your question… I don't know it myself."
"Sō ka…"
"Who were those people you were with this afternoon?"
"My friends. The guy with the glasses was Ishida Uryuu, a Quincy. The huge guy was Chad and the auburn haired girl's name is Inoue Orihime."
"Sō ka… I saw how you looked at Kuchiki Rukia… you like her a lot, don't you?"
"'like' is underestimating it, I guess."
"You two are going out then?"
"Kind of…"
nakushitekita sora wo sagashiteru…
(I'm just searching for the sky I've lost…)
"Is she 'liking' you the same way you do?"
"I s'pose… why are you asking all that stuff?"
"Well, if she feels the same way for you like you do for her then… I will be even more sad to take away your life, Ichigo."
"That is if you succeed, Sora."
She eyed me sadly and I knew she was sure I wouldn't get away.
gisei ni natta youna kanashii kao ha yamete yo…
(It seems I've become the victim, so stop showing me that sad face…)
"I should leave now…"
"Yeah, would be better."
She was away in the blink of an eye. I looked at my alarm clock: 0am.
"Great timing", I mumbled and went sleeping.
dou yatte sugi no DOA akerundakke? kangaetru?
(How do I open the next door? Are you thinking of a way?)
mou hikikaesenai monogatari hajimatterunda
(We can't go back again, the story has already started)
Little did I know what future would bring.
Well, hope ya liked this chapter; sorry it's so short. 4 pages… this is a crime… but I wanted to write a conversation between Sora and Ichigo so… sorry again, guys. I'll try to make up for that in the next one, 'kay?
shichi – seven
ame no sasayaki – whispering in the rain
sō ka – I see
