Little Wing
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. But… that guy over there does:Point in the general direction of Japan.:
A/N: Yet another Sting song-based drabble. "Little Wing" made me think of Orihime. Go read the lyrics to his songs (especially the album Nothing Like the Sun) and you'll see where all this is coming from.
She lives… in her own little world. That must be the best way to put it. In all the time I've known her, she's had some sort of amazing fairytale world inside her mind.
That's not to say she's had a perfect, easy life. No. She's had more than her share of hardships, and some of them are probably my fault… But even so, she keeps smiling because she has that beautiful inner universe.
More than a few times, I've wondered what's up there. What could she know that we don't that could make her so happy? Chizuru's called her childlike a few times, and I guess the word could apply. But in a strange way, I think she's way more advanced than any of us. She's found happiness.
I'll admit, I've felt a little jealous a few times. I don't think about it that much, though, since I know it's who she is. And I don't hold it against her, either. If you think about it, you realize that nearly everyone likes her. It's not just because of how she looks, either. Orihime's got a gift for getting along with people. A gift I… well… don't have.
Most people say my face is kind of scary. And I guess they might be right. But Orihime says it's funny if you look closely. To be honest, that part I don't get. But it's her logic, and what makes sense in her head won't always make sense out here.
I guess that since she doesn't worry about that kind of thing, she's really free.
On more than one occasion, when I've been sad about something, or angsting about something, she's been there. She smiles at me, without expecting anything in return, just because it's her. And she'll say something so totally out there that I forget for a moment what I was worried about because she's shown me a little of her world, and I'm too busy trying to figure it out to care about anything else.
I tried to thank her, one time, when no one else was around.
"It's all right," she said. "Take anything you want from me."
Anything…
And she meant it, too. Wholeheartedly, completely, honestly. It was a little overwhelming, but I accepted it. Because it's her.
She's become one of the people I want to protect. There aren't a lot of people in the world like her. In fact, she might be the only one… She's the only one I met.
She should stay the way she is.