I am so, so, so, so very, very sorry that this has taken so long to get up! I was going to write a whole chapter to put up for you tonight because I felt so bad and instead, I found this one...already written -_- I. Am. An. Idiot. I sincerely apologize for my stupidness! - Well, please review if you liked it and please, please forgive me! I'll try to get the next chapter out sooner! Sorry! D:
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. Danielle Ame is an OC of mine from the story 'Babysitting Yachiru'
She ran.
Ran from the names, the hurt and the anguished eyes that she'd run from-that she'd caused.
How had this happened?
Danni fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face.
She had run to the spot they met-where they choose their star.
Her tear stained eyes looked up, picking out the San Shimai and curled into the grass and wept.
Toshiro sat in the tree-their tree-watching the sun set, as they had so many times before.
She'd rejected him.
He closed his steel blue eyes when a wave of pain washed through his chest.
Was this because she left?
Why had he lost the two most precious people to him?
Today had gone all wrong.
She was suppose to be happy for him-encouraging!
Instead, she'd rejected him.
He leaned against the tree and began to replay the last two days events in his head.
~Flashback to two days before~
Grandmother was getting ill.
She was thinner and seemed tired all the time.
Toshiro was going shopping for some jellybeans the day before the morning it all happened….
The merchant had been avoiding his eyes all through the shopping trip, he was use to it-of course- but without Danni the stares and crude gestures stung a little.
He held his hand out to get the change and frowned when the merchant placed the money on the counter instead of his outstretched hand.
'Why is everyone afraid of me? Is it because of my silver hair? Because of my eyes? Or…my personality?'
"Go home as soon as you're finished here." The merchant said roughly and Toshiro looked down, eyes blocking out hurt.
"Hey, you!" A woman's voice yelled and Toshiro turned, and turned straight into a rather large pair of female breasts.
"You shouldn't treat customers like that!" She yelled as he fell backwards, "Are you taking advantage of him because he's a kid?!"
Toshiro face planted as she continued yelling.
"I never realized how rude people at this store were!"
"N-No!" The merchant said, backing away from the irate woman.
The woman turned and grabbed the back of Toshiro's kimono, lifting him out of the dirt.
"How long are you going to sit and cry?!" She yelled, lifting him high so they were face to face, "Man up and say what's on your mind!"
"And just who's fault is it?!" Toshiro yelled back, "Besides, I'm not crying! Lemme go!"
The woman looked at him curiously before grabbing his hand, "I said lemme go!" Toshiro yelled, pulling free and taking off.
"Hey! Wait a second…" The woman yelled for him but he kept running.
He'd run all the way back to the house. He didn't tell his grandmother about the strange occurrence and had brushed it off as just a crazy woman.
That night, the dreams came back…
~Dream Vision~
Someone's voice echoed through his mind.
It felt heavy and it crushed in around him, but somehow embracing him at the same time.
'It's as if thunder is falling into my palms.'
It was dark, when suddenly there was a flash and a dragon made of crystal ice appeared before him.
"What are you?"
"Child you are…"
He couldn't make out what the voice was saying!
Chilled wind pushed against him, "What was that? I can't hear you!" he cried, trying to get closer.
"My name is…"
'I can't hear him!' thought Toshiro, desperately reaching out to the red-eyed crystal dragon.
It opened its mouth to speak again when it vanished.
~End Dream Vision~
"Hey."
Toshiro's eyes blinked open to see the woman from before.
"You!"
"Hide your reiatsu when you sleep." She interrupted, "Your grandmother looks cold."
He looked over to see his grandma shivering and a layer of ice covered her.
"Kid, you should become a Shinigami." Toshiro's eyes became wide at her words, "Powerful children like you have to learn how to control their own abilities."
She turned toward him, "Otherwise, you'll end up killing your grandmother with it before long."
"What are you-"
"You can hear a voice, can't you?" She asked, putting her and on his chest.
His eyes went wide and he knew. He had to go and be a Shinigami…
~End Flashback~
He sighed and leaned against the tree.
He hadn't expected Danni's reaction, his grandmother understood, but Danni hadn't.
Could it have really only been that morning?
~Flashback to that morning~
"Danni! Hey, Danni!"
Toshiro ran up to the small girl when he'd finally found her chilling out at a small food stand.
"Oh, Hey. What's got you so worked up, Toshiro?"
He grabbed her hand and they took off towards the woods and Toshiro told her all about the merchant, the strange lady and the dream.
He also told her about his decision to become a shinigami.
"So, you'll leave me like Momo did…"
Toshiro looked over at her, confused at the quiver in her tone.
His eyes widened when he saw tears beginning to fill her eyes.
"Don't worry, Danni!" he quickly exclaimed, grabbing her hand and pulling her into a hug.
"No matter what, I'll come back for you, Danni." he said, playfully tugging on her hair.
"Don't cry."
She pulled back and gave him a smile, "Promise you'll come back?"
Toshiro patted her head, "Promise."
She smiled and Toshiro smiled back and before he knew it, he'd brought his lips to hers in a chaste kiss.
He pulled back, a bit shocked at what he'd done and scared of her reaction.
"T-Toshiro?"
He looked into her stunned eyes and moved away to give her space.
"Toshiro, I can't-I mean, I-"
He pulled back further, "I understand."
"Toshiro-"
"I'll see you around, Danni." He said coldly and he walked off and left her standing there, calling for him to come back.
~Flashback End~
Toshiro frowned and jumped down from the tree. He didn't need her. He didn't' need anyone. He walked back to his house and packed his bags and decided to forget… to forget, Danielle Ame.
And Just like that, the three flowers intertwined over time, faded and their paths twisted growing separately in different climates. And their petals began to wilt.