My friend owns a Renji plushie! ...Neither of us own Bleach, though.
Heaven.
Judging by the studies that were done by Soul Society, humans thought it was a place where everything was wonderful; there was no pain, sickness, or anything bad.
Hisana knew better.
In heaven, she was still ill. There was sometimes pain. She was looked down upon.
But there was also kindness, there was food, there was warmth, and there was a roof.
There was love.
There was Byakuya-sama.
Her savior, her caregiver, her protector, her husband, her lover.
She really didn't need anything else.
Yes, she thought, turning to see him coming toward her. This is heaven, isn't it?
It's been a while hasn't it...I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!
In other news...this is number 10! We're a 10th of the way there! :D! And, if that wasn't enough, 44 reviews! That's amazing! You guys are...just so freaking awesome, you have no idea!
Please support me for the rest of the series. *bows*
...And maybe leave a review?
*EDIT* OHMYGOODNESSI'MSUCHAHORRIBLEPERSON! I forgot to thank the reviewers of the last chapter! Feel free to shoot me...
Super-duper belated thanks to la llorona, Katsumi Hatake, Makiko-maki maki, an anonymous reviewer who suggested the prompt for this and several chapters soon to come, and Girls in White Dresses. Also, thanks to Makiko-maki maki who reviewed this chapter like, five minutes after it was published. ILOVEYOUALLI'!