Just little oneshots of Ichigo and Urahara (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
Small Things
- Chapter 1 -
Urahara loves the rain .
Not that everyone knows ofcourse he can be a private man when he wants to be .
He likes it when it falls on the roof, making this sort of sound that sooths him . He likes heavy rain, misty rain, he loves the smell before it comes and goes .
He loves the small or long walks, the soft touches where the umbrella doesn't cover him .
The rain for him is welcome ..
Well that was back before he met Ichigo .
The boy is traumatized by the rain .
All he sees is a monster, and a body lots of blood ..
Lots of rain ..
First he seems okay but slowly surely, he crawls to a corner with a blanket and stares with wide eyes ahead .
Flashes like a movie ..
Like he is waiting for something .
The shrieks of the monster ringing in his mind ..
Urahara doesn't understand at first, who can be afraid of the rain .
And then it hits him like a train, guilt eating away at his enter being ..
The rain was something that always seemed to sooth him .
But with time Urahara seems to look more forward to the sunny and quiet nights, because Ichigo's smile is more soothing then the rain ever been .