A/N: Really random. Meh.
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5. Konso
The question came falling abruptly out of the silence.
"Rukia, can you explain to me what konso, is, again?"
She looked back. She knew what he was hiding behind the quietness, the dryness, the sunken-ness of his voice.
"I thought you knew," she replied sarcastically. "Baka. Have you forgotten?"
He didn't meet her eyes. "Just tell me. Like I'd forgotten."
She sighed slightly, already expecting what would come after. "Konso is the guiding of a soul to Soul Society. It is the giving of a ticket to pass through the gate to the afterlife."
"Is it considered... good?" Another question, soft and wary.
"Yes," she said carefully. "I suppose it is good. Otherwise the soul would -"
"Then WHY?"
She kept looking, startled by the sudden increase in volume, and his eyes came out of the shadow of his orange bangs. They were flashing with something indescribable, like pain, only
"Then why?" Ichigo repeated.
"Why what?" Rukia's voice was snapping more than she wanted it to.
"Why was that kid crying as he went?!" He finally met her eyes. She was shocked at what she found there. She began to walk towards him, face concerned, almost panicky, hand reaching out. "Ichi-"
"Why was he crying so bad for his mother? Why was he screaming not to go, that he was scared, that he wanted his mother?..." Now it was only a hoarse whisper.
"...if it's a good thing... wh-why-m-mothermothermother?... over... and over..."
Rukia stood, speechless, wordless, unable to speak, unable to think of even one word to say. This was not what she had expected. She could not answer his question.
She could not answer his question.
She could not answer his question.
Ichigo slumped to the ground. She watched.
She watched, and couldn't do anything.
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A/N: Two depressing ones in a row I'M SORRY. ø_ø;