Chapter 27 - Wondering What the Morning Will Bring (Renji part)
Renji's P.O.V:
Sitting on the windowsill, with one hand resting on my abdomen, I look up at the shooting stars that are finishing streaking across the night sky – four of them – as they leave trails of stardust, behind which from a far distance will be falling onto the world below it. Something about them, made hope raise in my chest that this battle, may not happen at all and that no-one would have to be killed.
Grimmjow, is asleep in the other hospital bed across from me, with Ichigo's three children curled up with him and smile, softly at the sight – as he had come to see, if I was doing alright and decided to stay with me for company – then feel a shift in abdomen as my little one, moves inside me.
I smile down at the slight bump, feeling the connection that I have with this child and Shiro, who I hear coming silently into the room then go up to the bed, Grimmjow is in, with the children. He takes the blanket, pulling up all around the four of them more and reaching out with his hand, brushes gently a strand of hair from Grimmjow's forehead and without waking the young man, tucks it gently behind his ear.
I turn my face, to look back out the window and just look at nothing, just thinking that tomorrow everything will change, because of what might happen and that deep, down admitting something to myself that I wish I didn't have to.
I'm afraid.
What will this war, bring?
Do we, really need the endless slaughter of people – of innocents that have caused no harm themselves to anyone?
Does the Soul Society have to fight?
Can't we live in peace – the Arrancars and the Soul Reapers?
Why must we fight?