Her Hands
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I own no Bleach!
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He's held her hands before.
They were warm and smooth.
They weren't the hands of a person who wields a sword.
They were the hands of a lady, an emprise, a queen.
They weren't the hands of a girl who held her sword against her best friend.
Hands that would cut his skin if the brain told them too.
He couldn't believe it.
"I don't know what to do anymore."
She was being controlled.
Manipulated.
Deceived.
He wouldn't believe it.
She was crying.
By her hands.
By her hands she held a sword.
By her hands she defended a liar,
but he didn't want to believe it.
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its short… but…. I couldn't think of anything else to put. LOOK FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER! "Ice on Fire" I know one line Im going to use! "Hell is freezing over." AND YOU CANT SAY THESE ARE SPOILERS ANYMORE! YAY! HORRAY FOR EPISODE 47!