Yoruichi woke to a door shutting below her and stirred, turning over she saw Soi enter her room and Yoruichi began setting up. "I-I was just getting up to sleep on the couch or something!" She said setting up quickly.

"It's alright." Soi said, setting at her desk looking out the window that framed the top of the desk.

"W-wait, aren't you supposed to be somewhere with Kuukaku?" Yoruichi asked looking at her watch to see that it'd only been half an hour since she'd left.

A smile crept across Soi's face before she turned to the dilapidated looking tanned woman lying in her bed. "She dumped me." She said, before turning back to her window with that smile lingering.

"For who? I'll kick her ass, no one's better than you!" Yoruichi said, bolting up out of bed.

"She broke up with me because I don't love her… she said I still loved you." This caused Yoruichi to stop in surprise.

"Well that's stupid. After that knock to my face yesterday, I don't particularly how she sees that." Yoruichi said, slightly hopeful that Kuukaku was right.

"You know, I think she was right. I haven't been able to get over you. It even shows in my writing…" Soi said smiling, before standing and making her way over to Yoruichi who still sat in her bed.

A grin broke across Yoruichi's face as her head was pulled against Soi's chest in a hug.

"I'll give you a second chance like she said, but you have to tell me why you left." Soi said, and slid back into bed with Yoruichi.

"Tomorrow… I want to talk about you now. I liked how your writing became more bittersweet after I left." Yoruichi said, holding the younger woman to her close, protecting her from any bad things that may try to harm her.

"I thought it better to be realistic, instead of fluffy." Soi said with a smile before looking up into Yoruichi's beautiful gold eyes like it was her first time.

"You know it's true. Life isn't fully of rainbows and sugar… People die, and you have to move on…" Yoruichi said quietly into Soi's dark hair, this caused the younger woman to tense and she looked up at Yoruichi quickly, worry plastered on her face.

"You're not… dying… are you?" Soi said, horror reflected upon the silver windows to her soul.

"No… I'm staying right here with you… for however you want me to." Yoruichi said, pulling the shorter woman in for a small kiss, which erupted into something very passionate.

After breaking apart, Soi Fon was the first to speak, "I guess my story will have to have a happy ending after all…" she thinking about the sequel to the novel she was writing for Yoruichi.

A toothy grin spread across Yoruichi's face before she went in for another kiss, this time they took it to where it should be.

And there they made bittersweet love, yet again.

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And so, a week, a month, three months passed and the two, finally back together after being apart for so long made it seem like there was no tomorrow… That was until that day…

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I sat there, alone and in the rain, not knowing if the water that was trailing down my face drops of the precipitation, or the salt water that fell from my eyes. She had lied to me. She knew that there was a bittersweet truth in her coming back to me, and even if it seemed like everything was okay and time passed as it did once before, I could tell something was wrong… She played it off as nothing.

"Liar!" I shouted, slamming my fists into the ground adjacent to the headstone that bore her surname. I was angry beyond belief, she had left me. I would never see her smile again, her beautiful honey golden irises reflecting my face, her long silky, purple hair flowing in the wind. No. She had forsaken me, and I was bitter, lost and confused.

I felt a strong embrace from behind and I knew it was her. The one who'd saved me once before, the one I'd loved's near-perfect copy. I could feel hot tears running down her face on my back. She too had been forsaken by her friend that lay below us now, and all I could do is turn in her embrace, and return it as well as I could.

All there was in the world at the moment was the two of us, forever there, and never there, loving each other, but lying the whole time. We needed each other now, and that was all there was to it.

Know this, I love you… but as you said, in life, people die, and one must learn to move on… You shall never be forgotten…

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Soi sighed as she closed the book that she herself had written, and looked onto the scenery in front of her. She was now much older than she once was, wizened in her years, and a famous writer, but none of her works were as good as this: The End of Bittersweet tales… By Shaorin "Soi" Fon; based on a true story.

She looked down at the headstone at her feet then kneeled; her tired grey eyes lingered for a moment before she touched the plate on the ground.

"Did you like that?" She rasped. It had been quite sometime she'd actually talked, even to her girlfriend. She imagined (something that she was very good at doing) the goddess of her dreams, of her past, smiling like she used to, placing a singular hand on her hip as she bent slightly, bringing an arm up to ruffle her black hair playfully.

"I couldn't have it any other way…" she heard on the wind as it tousled her hair, before dying down, taking the image of the beautiful woman with it.

Soi Fon finally placed the book that she'd written down on the headstone's edge, and ran her fingers across the surname "Shihouin" once again, allowing a singular tear to fall on her novel before standing straight and walking back to where the older woman who was her "pillar in the storm" before waited for her, arms open to receive the woman who she knew would fall into her embrace, clutching onto her black suit jacket desperately, as if her life depended on it, and crying as she was carried to the car.

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