Characters: Tatsuki Arisawa, Chizuru Honsho
It wasn't fair, Tatsuki thought, as she watched the leaves fall. It wasn't fair, how she was always left behind. It wasn't fair, how they left her in the dark, flying solo, not even aware what was happening. Nakama, she had thought of them that, comrades. But comrades never leave each other. They don't go off traipse somewhere else without the other knowing. They never leave anyone behind without telling where they were going.
Maybe it was her fault. Maybe she expected too much. Perhaps they didn't feel the same way that she did over them. Perhaps what they felt wasn't as deep as she felt. Perhaps she misunderstood them. She sighed her eyes drifting to the wall that Ichigo had once so easily scaled with his black robes. They left her again, alone.
It wasn't fair, Chizuru thought. It was slightly drizzling and the soft rain seemed to soak memories with sorrow. She might not be the most perceptive of people but she knew that there was something horribly wrong with the girl. There was something wrong with the way she held herself, as if something had died inside.
There was something terribly wrong, but who was she to ask her, Tatsuki Arisawa?
They were her wings, dragon's wings, until they left her. They were her heart and when they left, they took her heart away with them. She was hollow. Tatsuki Arisawa sighed and listened to the class discussion.
A.N. Yep, I know this one is kinda weak. All my brain power was used up for my projects. Sorry about that. Since that is so, I'd rather talk about the last one. It was a fun exercise, contrasting the duty-bound Sui and the ambition-driven Aizen. 1XxKiraXx1 and CurrentlyOccupied, thanks for the reviews. :3