I walked down the barren walkway where only Aizen and a handful of others stood. I think I would have either fallen down or ran if Ulquiorra was not by my side. But he was, firmly holding me to prevent such things from happening.

Ending my eternally long walk, I stood besides Aizen, looking at the wall. Just as the wedding was about to begin, there was a crash, seven or eight bangs, and large billow of dust heading towards us but stopping inches in front of us, as if we were protected by a barrier.

"Yasu! Yasu! Where are you Yasu?!"

I knew that voice shouting for me in the settling dust, and I know that I would forever know that voice, even after death. I ran for him, seeing him looking around as the dust caked everything it landed on. He looked at me in shock, not expecting to find me so easily, but he almost immediately broke into a grin.

"Ichigo!" I ran into his arms, "You came for me,"

He hugged me, "Of course I did!"

Aizen clapped mockingly, "Well isn't that sweet? How ever much it grieves me to tear apart such a sweet moment, I have to do it,"

I turned out of Ichigo's arms and took an offensive position against Aizen ,"Don't you even dare come near him,"

He raised an eyebrow at me, "Yasu, do you really think you can defeat me?"

"I know I can!" I growled.

"Fine, have it your way," He sighed and charged at me.

Before I could blink or move or think or breath, Aizen was beside me, his Zampakuto in it's unsealed formed, stabbed straight through my chest. My vision faded as Aizen pulled his sword forcefully from my body and Ichigo dashed in front of me.

I smiled faintly as I saw him, too blurry for my taste but still good, "Ichigo,"

As soon as his name rolled off my tongue, I closed my eyes because the pain and blood loss was too much to bear, even for my beloved Ichigo.

Ichigo's POV:

The first thing I saw after the dust cleared was Yasu, running for me, looking so beautiful, but I could tell she had bee miserable while we were apart. That upset me, but at the same time, I was glad to see that she missed me as much as I missed her. I hated feeling this connected to anyone, but because of Zangetsu and even my despicable inner Hollow, I was used to that feeling, and somehow, she made me want to need someone: her. I've said it before and I'll say it again; I love her and I would give anything to see her safe and happy, even my life and the lives of my friends and family. That wasn't like me at all, but for Yasu and Yasu alone, I would go that far, however I wish that I would never need to.

Not expecting to find her so easily, I looked at her in shock and broke into a large grin, reminiscent of, but not disturbing like, Gin or my inner Hollow.

"Ichigo!" Yasu ran into my open arms, "You came for me!"

I hugged her tightly to me, so tightly in fact, it felt like we literally were a single body, and grinned triumphantly like I normally do, "Of course I did!"

Aizen clapped mockingly, "Well isn't that sweet? How ever much it grieves me to tear apart such a sweet moment, I have to do it,"

Yasu turned from my arms to face Aizen, ready to fight him, "Don't you even dare come near him!"

He raised her eyebrow at her, "Yasu, do you really think you can defeat me?"

"I know I can!" She growled at him, both like a mother protecting her child and like a woman putting her life on the line to save the man she loves.

"Fine, have it your way," He sighed and charged at her.

Before anyone at all could react, Aizen had already stabbed Yasu through the chest and was wiping the blood off. She fell before I could catch her. Angered beyond comprehension, I dashed in front of her to attack Aizen. I heard her utter my name as she closed her eyes, and I felt her spiritual pressure drop so low, I wasn't even sure if she were alive, clinging to life, or if she had died before her time. As I formed my mask over my face, I wished that Orihime had come with us and not stayed behind.

"Oho, so you are immediately bringing out your big guns. Well, fortunately for you, I don't deem you worthy to go head-to-head with," Aizen sneered as I started to pummel the side of his head.

"Ichigo!" My friends all cried out, begining their own fights.

I paid little attention as my fight progressed. Aizen egged me on, talking about Yasu in the cruelest ways and acting like she was dead. I lost myself as the fight wore on, both my anger and my Hollow to blame for that.

My world changed instantly to see my strange inner world, but I wasn't surprised this time. In fact, I would have been surprised to not see it appear.

"You bastard!" I was decked square in the face and went flying back.

"I know," I muttered, disgusted with myself for the situation.

"No, you don't! You got her killed! She would lived if you had just shown more discretion,"

I shook my head, "No, if I had just stayed away, than she would still be alive!"

My Hollow had nothing to say to that, so I knew he agreed with me.

"So, since we, and especially you, have nothing left to live for, I think now I will take my rightful place-"

"Fine," I said, truly uncaring anymore, knowing my love to be dead.

"Really?" He tilted his head in disbelief at my words.

"Really," I opened my arms out, unsure of how it was supposed to work.

He grinned nastily and took a slow, deliberate step forward.

Ok, please, don't stop reading because I promise it will get better! I know I'm mean, but please don't kill me, or else it will end miserably like this and I don't want that, and I'm hoping that you don't either....

Ok, so I'm really super sorry and I don't own Bleach!!!