When I look at the pictures of my past I don't remember much,
My parents are blurs and the things we did were unknown for years.
The only memories I remember are the happy times;
Not fights, yelling or times I thought thing were going to end,
But the happy times.
When we laughed, smiled, made mistakes…
I would like to think that when I pass away they will remember those times, and not the moments we were ready to call it quits.
As I lay in this bed, there are only happy thoughts running through my mind.
The memories of the beach, camping and Christmas.
All the memories of our failures that made us happy or laugh about the stupid things in life.
For all those who will cry, plead for me to stay,
Just remember… this is the beginning still and there is still a story to tell.
For now, I may not be able to tell you my story out-loud or through actions;
But I will be back once my heart stops beating and there is nothing left they can do.
Just be ready to say good-bye, since my hello is soon to come…
Don't forget my story waiting to be told through this story…
I stared down in front of me, eyes glued to the stone sitting and the flowers which laid at the base. Wind blew my hair as I stared down at my sisters' grave; her name written perfectly and poem which my brother had chosen for her last days:
Sweet little bird,
Soaring higher each day you sing and lighting the world with your feathers.
Never shall you show your weakness,
Never will you reveal your frail heart.
Little bird, little bird;
How you have brightened my world and opened my eyes to your song,
Brought my soul from pain and rinsed it from its sins.
Oh, little bird, I grew to love and cherish through your sorrow, pain, and heartache.
Still singing your song every day, bringing the sun to life and taking the fog from my heart; such a little creature with a big soul.
Days get shorter and nights become longer, I watch you grow farther way and preparing for your flight home.
You shall never return, I know this much.
Even so, you shall always be in my heart with your sweet harmony of sun-rays and unseen words.
Good-bye, my little bird.
He picked the most wondrous poem for my sister, there was nothing short of it. I remember sneaking into the den where brother would work; his laptop on his lap, notebook beside him and papers scattered over the table. I never saw him so fixated over anything, not even work.
For hours he'd sit there looking at poems, siting them out-loud and staring at my sisters' picture as he spoke. Trying to find the perfect words for her resting place.
One night I watched him from a crack in the door, mesmerized in his antics. That night he collapsed into a sob thinking about my sister and the words he wanted for her. Many years ago, I saw the broken side of Kuchiki Byakuya.
(flashback)
His broad shoulders shook as he leaned over the device. Fear for never being able to find the true words to describe his wife. Night after night he would search but never feel justice; was there no one out there who feels the way he does?
Devastated with the results he couldn't hold it anymore, he needed to cry, to grieve for his love. The walls couldn't handle it anymore.
"Nii-sama, I miss her too" a small voice said from the door.
She walked into the room in her night-grown and slippers, slowly approaching her last bit of family.
He didn't move when he heard her voice, the little girl who's lost everyone in her family; left to be alone and have none to love her. The little girl whom his is to raise.
Two short arms wrapped around him as he sat in a frozen state. Burying her head into his shoulder she sniffled "You're not alone, you have me, nii-sama" she whispered.
Closed his eyes he embraced the petite girl and handle her tightly. "Thank you…Rukia".
(flashback)
Placing a hand on the stone I sighed. "We miss you, nee-chan", I whispered. "There's a lot you are missing. Nii-sama has started searching for the cure, I'm a teacher now and with someone I love. We're actually expecting a child soon; I thought I would never have the chance to have a baby. But, I'm glad I'll have the chance".
I could picture her standing there smiling as I spoke, listening to the news and calmly telling me: I know, I've been watching.
The cold wind blew once more and I tucked my face into my jacket.
"Rukia?" I heard from behind me. Looking over my shoulder I stared at my brother with his black jacket, gray scarf; holding an umbrella and flowers.
"Nii-sama", he blinked as he looked over my appearance. I haven't really seen or spoke to him since I was discharged from the hospital and started living with Ichigo in our own house. "You're bring her flowers", looking at the pink roses he nodded.
"Seems like you beat me to it", nudging to bouquet of orange lilies.
"I thought I'd come visit since it's almost time".
Placing the flowers at the grave he nodded softly. "You're almost three months'" he looked to me and then to my stomach. My stomach isn't visible with my large coat but it is getting bigger. "Do you know the sex yet?"
"No, but Ichigo seems to think it's going to be a girl", we had endless discussion about the sex of the baby, and he always said it's going to be a girl. Personally, I thought it is going to be a boy.
Brother smiled down at me. "A girl huh? Any names?"
"You want to feel?" he nodded with a smile. I quickly unbuttoned my coat and revealed the little stomach I'm developing. Grabbing his hand I placed it on the side, letting him feel the warm and slight movements the baby would make.
"Wow", I heard him whispered as felt around. "It's so beautiful".
Smiling softly I nodded as he leaned in to listen to my stomach. When his ear touched he chuckled and rubbed the side. "Hisana", I told him.
"What?" he looked up.
"If it's a girl, we are going to name her: Hisana", I thought it was nice to have my first daughter named after my only sister; I would name her after my mother but I didn't really remember her.
Tear swarmed his eyes as he looked at the baby belly forming. "Hisana, huh? You're going to be a Hisana", he whispered. "A little bird".
"Actually, brother, I was wondering: where you found the poem engraved on nee-chans stone", I wanted to write the poem in the baby room, possibly over the crib to remind them of the aunt watching them.
Brother stood and looked down at the poem with his hands in his pockets; I buttoned my coat and looked over to the silent man.
"It's quiet the poem, huh?"
"It's beautiful"
"Thank you", he looked over to me.
"What are you thanking me for?" confused I looked at my brother with an odd eye.
He smirked with his eyes on his wife's grave. "I wrote that poem the night you found me in the den".
Shocked I stared over to my brother, I never knew of his ability to write, I thought he only knew how to run a business and use charm for everything he did. Deep down I thought those words were someone else's, a person who's been in our place and thought of someone like this; I suppose my brother never found that person. I guess, no one had written the words he was looking for.
"I'm not just some business owner, and gorgeous bachelor" he teased as he ran his fingers through his short hair. "I actually have a silver tongue like a writer".
Smirking slightly I nudged my brother. "Yeah right, the only thing silver about you is probably your age".
"Oi! I'm still age, you little shit" he hissed.
"Oh, sure" I chuckled.
Rolling his eyes he poked my stomach softly. "Just wait till this one is born, you'll have more silver hairs than my father".
"That's why I have Ichigo!" I joked. "I'm only carrying the baby, he's the one taking care of it when it's born, duh nii-sama".
He chuckled before looking over to the street. "Yeah right, if that were the case, I think your child would never have a chance in life", I snorted back a laugh before we both stopped and looked at each other.
"You know, it's really lonely not having you around the house now" Byakuya told me as he laid a hand on my shoulder.
"If that's you saying: I miss you, then I miss you too" I covered his hand softly with mine and leaned into my brother. My eyes on my sisters grave thinking about how she would react to this little scene.
The Kuchiki noble leaned his head onto mine and squeezed my shoulders slightly. "I think Hisana would be happy to see we're this close" he told me almost like he read my mind. "I also think she would be happy to know you're naming the baby after her, if it's a girl".
"I and Ichigo were talking about god-parents and I want you to be the god-father, ya know" I couldn't complain when it comes to my brother. He is the best thing I've had since my sister passed away; he was my best-friend, shoulder to cry on, dad, big brother, support system and much more. If I and Ichigo were to pass away before our time, I would want my brother to raise our child, I know I can trust him to do so. Not that Masaki and Isshin couldn't, but I think my brother is much more fitted since he raised me and doesn't have a child of his own.
He kissed my hair and sighed into my hair while holding me. "Of course", he told me before rubbing my arm and chuckling softly. "How's the house?"
"Right, you haven't seen it yet" thinking slightly I looked over to the road and noticed my brothers car, signaling that he's free at the moment, and Ichigo dropped me off since I had things to do in town and wanted to visit my sister. I was supposed to ride home with him after work but, it would be nice to spend time with my brother. "Why don't you come over and see it?" I offered.
"Aren't you busy thou?"
"No, I finished everything I had to do in town and I'm stuck here till Ichigo is off work. If you come over I can show you the house, and we can have some tea", throwing in the tea/coffee I knew he couldn't refuse me.
"Okay", I smiled before looking over to Hisana's stone and bowing good-bye. "You go wait in the car. I'll be there in a second".
"Alright, take all the time you need, I know you guys have something's to talk about", I headed down the path with the changing leaves covering the trees. All the different values of reds, yellows, browns and greens. It looked like it was finally fall.
It would only be one or two months before the snow started to come, stick to the ground and claim its winter. I didn't want to think that's going to be winter already, there's just so much that's been happening this year, and I never thought next year would come. Time had flown it seems.
Feeling a little tired I stopped walking and sat down on a large stone on the side of the pathway; I've been getting worse when it comes to exhaustion, sometimes walking around the house and doing common chores is enough to put me to sleep.
Ichigo and Mashiro say it's the baby, not to mention the low-level cancer I'm still fight; they told me to just take it easy and eat more vitamins. Personally, deep down in my stomach (passed the fetus) I knew it was the cancer coming back to get me.
Taking deep breaths to calm myself I rubbed my stomach slowly, before looking up the path to see my brother slightly through the tree line; I could see him kneeling at my sisters grave talking like she was there in front of him.
Watching closely I noticed the shaking of his shoulders and the giddy look on his face, he looked like he still loves her more than when she was alive; it's the same look Ichigo has when he see me after work: pure joy and happiness.
I love my brother, I love him like my sibling but I hope someday he meets a girl can give him things that my sister couldn't: a family, someone to have forever, compassion and someone to fill the void in his heart.
Even though he loves my sister, it would be nice to see him with someone else, I know my sister would want that for him; to move on and love again. But, I don't think my brother has met the right woman yet.
Sighing away from the sight I decided to get up; placing a hand on my back and the other on the rock I stood to my feet and wobbled slight as my vision went dizzy for a moment but soon focused. The dizzy-spells and exhaustion is nothing compared to the other things I'm dealing with, like the vomiting and hot-flashes. There are times I'm running a low fever but I hide it from Ichigo, if he knew about it he would force me to the hospital and worse abort the baby for chemo. I didn't want that.
I struggled down the pathway and held my breath when I felt my stomach flip, vomit rushing to my mouth.
I quickly leaned over a tree and felt the hot liquid pour from my mouth, splatter on the leaves. Wiping my mouth with a tissue in my pocket I hurried to get down to the car, hoping if I sat down it would subside.
Getting to the sports car I leaned over the door and panted softly before getting inside, and sitting down with the door open. My eyes went to the hill where my brother stood still, now bowing for a goodbye and heading down here. I don't want him to see me like this, or tell him that there is a possibility that I think the cancer is back with hatred.
Personally, I just want it to go away and let me live my life the way I want to, but the bastard doesn't seem to want to leave.
I pulled my legs into the car and leaned my head back on the seat, before pulling out my cell-phone and messaging Ichigo the new plan. As I closed the door I sent the message and noticed my brother coming out of the path quickly, he turned and looked back before heading to car.
It's hard for him to say goodbye, I know it kills him every time.
I pulled on my seat belt and looked to the drives side where my brother opened the door, and swung inside like he always does. When the door shut, the zip of his seatbelt filled the air and soon the engine.
"How was it?" I asked.
Looking over to me he checked the review mirror before pulling out of his spot. "It was… good, I haven't been there in a while since I've got more business".
A still aura covered the car as he drove down the streets' of Karkura. "Turn right", I told him as we passed the high-school. "How's business now, anyways?"
"We just opened a new firm in America, there they'll be focusing on cancer products and the cure since the newest medication is being discovered there. I have scientist working with other companies and organizations to help cure this thing", he really did build his life around cancer now. It seems like everything he does has something to do with the illness. "On top of that, business is blooming in Tokyo and Canada, I don't understand why but it has, it could be from all the press work I got done when I was in America".
"What can I say? Women can't get enough of you" I joked, but it's true. Not only was Rangiku madly obsessive with my brother, but many woman who looked at the brilliant business owner were instantly dragged into his look.
Byakuya smirked as he stopped at a light and looked out the window. "I think they may just like my gorgeous body, since they don't know me".
"What if you found someone who got to know you; would you actually consider a relationship with her?" I questioned. It's been years since my sister's passing and, honestly, I don't think he took off his ring or anything, I've never dared to check but sometimes I notice the band on his finger.
I looked over to see him thinking about his answer, when I noticed the genuine look in his eye I tilted my head. "Yeah, I would" he told me.
What?
"Do I turn?" he pointed to the streets as I stared at him with wide eyes.
I never thought I would hear him say that, that he's ready to move on like Hisana would have wanted. The idea was perfect in my head but I thought he didn't want to move on, and forget my sister; now that he told me this, I know my brother is finally ready for a future.
"Hai, Right again ",I told him and he listened.
The ride to the house was silence besides my instructions to the house, and looking out the window; he would ask me about little things like: the area, neighbors, and more. Only small talk.
When we arrived he parked in the drive-way next to my car.
I stared up to the small but large house, its' not too big but not small either, It's just right.
"Woah", he mumbled as we stepped out of the car.
I looked over to see the wonder in his eyes as he looked at the house: two levels, large windows for open concept, a one-car garage, little yard in the front and gardens which Masaki, Yuzu and Karin had done for I and Ichigo. They wanted to make the house have a little more Kurosaki touch.
My eyes wandered around the light-yellow of the house, with the porch swing and white picket fence, like every house you see in movies.
Closing the car door, I walked to the front door, fiddling with my purse for my keys as I walked. "I'll give you a tour", I said to my brother as I tried to find my keys.
When they rattled in my hand I began to open the white door with the 'welcome' matt at my feet. The brass knob twisted as I opened the door revealing the house.
Taking off my shoes in the little hallway/den area I looked over to my brother whose eyes bolted around the area. They looked down the soft cream painted walls, covering the room for shoes and jackets. There a little bench in the corner for people to sit and take off their winter-gear, or shoes, and a closet to store items. It reminded me of the Kurosaki house but with a longer look and less of a den like feel.
Once done taking off my shoes I walked down the hallway, with my jacket in arm and into the open living-room/ kitchen area. "This is the living-room", I pointed to the little area where the long couch stare with a fluffy carpet, coffee table and television.
Thankfully with the time on my hands I managed to get all the furniture and painters in to paint. They had painted the walls a soft caramel color. It was acceptable to have such a dark color for the room since there is a large window lighting the area, and looking out to the street.
I turned to my left to see the open kitchen area. "This is the kitchen".
"A marble counter and bar, aren't you just spoiled?" he teased as his hands ran over the island of grey marble and bar seats. "Nice stove and fridge too? Is Ichigo a millionaire" he joked.
"No, I'm just a really good deal maker" I snickered. "I learned from the best".
The counter was long and angled the room, the stove, fridge and sink were connected to the counter. Cabinets lined the top and bottom, besides the window over the sink where you can see out to the backyard.
"Alright, where to next?" he questioned as he finished inspecting the kitchen.
"Office area and bathroom", I answered before walking through the living room and into a small hallway.
Down the hallway is a little room where I and Ichigo decided to make it the office area, where both of us would work, and the closet in the room would be made into a playroom for the children; so we can watched them as we work.
There's a little washroom where a toilet, sink and little bath-tub sat.
I watched as my brother walked around looking over the room, making the casual comment here-and-there.
"Nice little set-up", commenting on the two desk side-by-side I smiled and nodded. He turned and head towards me as I leaned in the entrance of the hall. "Next?"
"Dining room/ Backyard" I pointed to the hallway connecting the kitchen and staircase leading upstairs.
Slowly guiding him to the dining room I took deep breathes, as exhaustion hit me like a ton of bricks.
The dining room is small with a four-seated table and some pictures hanging on the walls, there isn't much to the little room but it was good enough. There are sliding glass doors that lead to the backyard where a deck, pond and tree sat blowing in the breeze.
We left the dining room and head upstairs, where I let my brother explore.
There are three bedrooms and two bathrooms.
In the master-bedroom there is the balcony view, two walk in closets, and a bathroom for I and Ichigo. At the time we have a bed, dressers and pictures, not to mention the cat-bed that Sode doesn't use.
Next to the master bedroom is the baby's room, its large without a balcony, and has a little closet for clothing. A large window lite the room and across the hallway is the main bathroom: toilet, sinks, large bath-tub, shower; the ideal main suit of the house.
Farther down the hall is the guest room where people can stay; knowing our families my brother would like to stay and help with the baby (if born).
It's a simple little room with a large window, tiny closet and bed for those who stay the night.
After the tour I and Byakuya sat in the kitchen drinking tea, chatting about the day and the changes that have occurred. It wasn't long until night had fallen and Ichigo was going to be home in a matter of minutes.
I had started dinner, curry and rice, when the front door opened and the shout of Ichigo's arrival echoed the house. "Oh Byakuya, darling! I'm home!" I snorted at the remark and looked over to my brother who magically vanished from the kitchen.
"Oh~" I tensed at the sound of my brothers voice, it's the same voice he used in the airport to embarrass Ichigo. "My strong, sweet and wondrous man! How are you doing, my love~"
"You know, it's a little disturbing that you play-along like that", I heard Ichigo say.
"It's a little disturbing that you started it with me, and not my sister" brother replied, looking through the kitchen I watched the two interact like old-time friends.
A deep sigh of relief came to mind when I thought of the fighting they did back in Tokyo; how they wished to kill each other when they looked at the one another. It's nice to know that they can get along and not just go at each-others throat.
Ichigo smirked as he walked over to me as I sat at the island, waiting for the food to cook. When he pulled me into his chest and hugged me from behind I squealed slightly and looked over to meet two bright, hungry and desire filled eyes. "I'm home" he purred in my ear.
"I know, I'm not blind" I snickered before he kissed my lips softly.
Brother cleared his throat as he watched us in the kitchen. "I'm still in the room, you know", he narrowed his eyes at the doctor.
"Oh Bya-nii, I think you know how: babies are made", Ichigo joked.
"That's my sister though" nii-sama pointed out.
"She's still a woman", I slapped Ichigo in the back of the head swiftly before sliding off my seat and heading to the food. "What the heck, midget!"
"Baka-berry, show some respect for nii-sama".
Ichigo growled before he looked over to brother with a sharp eye. "Now I know why my dad never liked visitors", he muttered.
"Just because you can't have sex with my sister while I'm here, doesn't mean you can be a sour-puss" brother teased.
I watched them for a bit, they seemed normal and comfortable with other another, almost like they're family. Hopefully, they'll stay the same as time goes on and I wither into nothing, I want this little piece of family to be with my brother; remind Ichigo of me and what he was a part of. That's my only wish.
While I prepared dinner, Ichigo decided to help; cutting vegetables, meat, watching the rice so I could sit down. It's our daily routine besides the company of my brother.
The house was full of laughter and joy that day, everyone smiling and snickering teases at each other. Brother being a bother to Ichigo and teasing me in the process. It's almost as I remember it when Hisana was alive; the nights we would be in the kitchen: her and brother cooking and I doing homework. Those were the best nights.
Spacing out into a trance I thought about my sister and her happy smiles, even though things were bad she still smiled and laughed. There was a rare instant she would frown or cry, but there was always a positive to her sorrow, never a negative.
A hand touched my back causing me to come back to reality, and I looked over to meet Ichigo's amber orbs. "You alright?" he whispered with concern.
"Yeah just thinking about something", hitching my breath I nodded.
His hand dripped down my breath and stopped in the middle, I froze slightly when his fingers massaged something and then leaned forward to kiss my cheek softly. "I love you, mouse" he chuckled.
I looked over slowly with a smirk on my lips. "I love you too, elephant" when he snarled at the name, I giggled playfully only to be pulled into his chest and embraced.
"You are one odd woman", he groaned into my neck.
Clenching his shirt in my palms I tightly closed my eyes, thinking about the times we have and the emotions that bubble within us; just a little longer… just a little longer. "I'm your odd woman, remember?"
Inhaling the scent of my hair and smiled, rubbing my back as I cuddling into him. "Even if everything doesn't work out, I'll always love you and will support you" such words shocked me slightly.
Looking up slightly into his eyes the thoughts about him feeling something, a bump, scratch, lump— anything made me wonder whether he figure it out. Heck, I don't even know, I'm just thinking or have the thought that this may be cancer, but, I didn't want to jump at the gun.
Dinner ended and brother went home, leaving me and Ichigo alone like every night.
We did say much but I could tell that there was something on his mind, the tension in his aura made me curious and caused my heart to itch. I had maybe chances to ask but never did, I didn't want to have reality slap me in the face.
Pulling my knee's to my chest the water in the bathtub rippled, steam thick like fog and droplet coming from the tab making a comfortable but eerie sound echo the room.
My breath remained soft as I looked down at the bruises painting my legs: purple, blues', blacks' and reds. They were tender and old, but showing the effects my enemy has taken on me.
Burying my head into my knees I closed my eyes, trying to fight the tears and sorrow swarming my aching heart.
'If it's back…' I thought as I sniffed away my sadness. 'I'm done fighting…'
Just as the thought past through my mind I heard the bathroom door open, feet on the tiled floor.
I didn't look up to the meet the intruder, but I felt the sense of safety wash over my soul when they crouched down next to the tub, eyes burning bright into my soul.
I know it's' Ichigo, I can sense it.
Without saying a word he placed a hand on my back, slowly rubbing his thumb on my spine, before I knew what was going on he pulled my soaked body into him. Hold me close enough to hear his heart in my ears.
"Ichigo?" I questioned before looking up slightly with bright orbs.
He held my tighter in his embrace without saying a word, the silence of the doctor told me: not to say a word. Nothing can be said, and there is nothing we can do, just enjoy the little moments.
I listened to the silence and leaned into his chest, allowing the warmth cover my broken and bruised heart.
"….Midget", he whispered into my hair.
I never thought the insult would give me such comfort but it managed to sooth my heart, and make me happy to hear.
"Strawberry..." I answered with a slight smirk.
We remained in such an embrace for a while, not wishing to release the other or say a word; we alone wanted to hold and comfort each other, for the events that were going to play out during the night.
Wrapping my body around Ichigo I hugged his body, as sweet dreams swirled in my mind and memories flashed in my eyes. His arms tightened around my frame, and his sweet breath kissed my sleeping neck.
The sound of his sweet honey-like snores paced my sleeping soul, when I cringed in pain and jerked awake.
"Tsk!" hissing in pain I sat up and panted before the flashing pain ran through my body once again. "Ow…ow…ow!" I shouted causing Ichigo's lashes to fluttered and doe eyes to look over to my hunched over form. A moan of pain left my lips as I cradled my stomach as pain flashed through my body. "Ichigo—"I tried before groaning in pain once again.
I've never felt such pain, it couldn't compare to anything I've been through.
He sat up quickly and rubbed my back trying to figure out what was wrong, when he noticed the drips of sweat trickling down my face, he knew I was in pain. Grabbing his phone he dialed a number quickly before helping me out of bed and to the stairs.
I could hear the ringing blaring in his ear as he helped me down the steps. "Hai~", a sleepy voice yawned into the device. "This is Mashiro~" another yawn told him.
"There's something wrong with Rukia", he told her.
As we reached the bottom of the stairs I stopped, unable to continue moving as pain flashed over my body, and into my spine making me shout out. I dropped to my knees in pain, it's unbearable.
Then I felt something dripping down my thigh causing horror to enter my heart. "No…." I muttered. "N-n-no….no", I cried before touching the wetness and bringing my fingers to my eyes.
The blackness of the house made the liquid look black. But, as lightning flashed through the house the true color was revealed: red.
"Hai, Mashiro. We'll be there is few minutes", I heard Ichigo strongly say before reaching down and lifting me into his arms.
I could speak for the red blood staining my fingers.
He rushed out of the house and into the rain without thinking about anything; the night was cold and frightening with blazing winds that tore leaves off the trees.
When he placed inside the Benz I noticed the red blood smeared on my legs and nightgown. 'This is it…' I thought as exhaustion seemed to hit but pain ceased to continue and flash through my body making me hunch over in pain; covering my face in my raven locks and bangs.
Ichigo, not caring for his car, sped onto the street and down the road in hurry.
"Rukia, it's going to be okay", he told me in a panic. I felt his hand on my back comforting me, trying to take away the pain I'm experiencing.
Looking over to my boyfriend I noticed the grim look in his face. That look told me that he can't stand seeing me in such pain, he never wanted to see me in pain, this is Ichigo, and he never wants to see someone he loves or cares for in pain.
He's a protector but this something that he can't protect me from.
I leaned back into the seat, attempting to take away the pain but I couldn't. My eyes went out the window and to the street; with the speed Ichigo was going I was surprised a cop hadn't started chasing him. Everything that we passed with a blurring light, even cars.
When we broke into the country I looked over to the doctor in his white shirt and striped bottoms.
I love this man… I love him so much, but I can't have him go through this pain with me. He should be with someone who doesn't bring him down, make him cry, feel pain; someone to start something with. It seemed like everyone that I touch, I destroy in my path… I don't want him to be the next victim to my "bad luck".
Jerking slightly as he stopped in front of the cancer hospital I groaned, and looked out the fogged window to see Mashiro frantically waving a group of paramedics' to the car. Ichigo rushed over to my side, and opened the door before cradling in his arms and placing me on the gurney.
After that, everything seemed like it was in slow-motion.
My breath echoed my ears as they placed the mask onto my mouth. I looked over to Mashiro who was running next to me, trying to see what was going on, when she noticed the bloody state she bowed her head.
Then I felt something tighten on my hand, when a wave of comfort washed over my soul, I figured it was Ichigo trying to make it known that he's there.
From the mask and medication they were pumping through my lungs I felt drowsy, and light head but pain still struck my body in sharp waves.
"Rukia-san, can you hear me?" I turned to Mashiro would leaned over the gurney with a light flashing in my eyes.
"H-Hai", I moaned.
She nodded before looking at the men driving me through the hospital. "I need her on morphine, and an ultra-sound, state!" she ordered while we turned into the emergency room.
The medic's nodded before setting me down on the bed; one sticking the morphine into my veins as the others rushed in get an ultra-sound machine.
Ichigo wasn't in the room, I could feel him, plus knowing the rules of the hospital; he was probably outside waiting for them to let him in.
The door opened and the two rushed in with the large box.
As the morphine seemed to rush through me the pain began to subside.
Mashiro rolled over in her chair and squirted the gel onto my abdomen, before placing the monitor on my bump. She moved it around slowly, and when she saw the baby, she tensed. "I-I—"she tried but choked. "Ruki—"she turned to me.
The silence of the room sent the message: the baby's heart had stopped.
"It's okay", I whispered. "It's okay…"
Well, guys. I'm sorry but I hope you don't get too mad, I would like to tell you that the story is long from over, and that there is a lot more to this story then just the babies and whatnot. So, please stay tuned and keep reading.
I should also apologize for the long wait. For those who read: Sakura Ai, you already know the reason for my absence.
But, either way I will say it again for everyone who doesn't read: Sakura Ai.
In October, only three weeks ago, I lost someone who was really close to me; they were like a mother to me and a best-friend. They passed away from cancer, and its been really hard for me. Even looking at this fic, brought tears to my eyes because of how bad the cancer was; it's really hard to see the one you love turn into nothing but a ball of cancer, from their nose to their fingers. Anyways, I've tried to gather the strength to continue this story, and this is what I have thought about.
I understand if you guys don't review or anything, trust me I understand. But thank you for being patient and for staying with the story.
Love, Bleachlover2346~