Disclaimer- Bleach is not mine
Author's notes- Sorry people for taking so long to update, but SCHOOL IS CONSUMING MY LIFE!!!! and also my beta reader (wich btw is my bff) moved to Costa Rica TT Also I want to thank all the people that reviewed, I aslo received my first flame for this story, wich in a really twisted way I'm happy for it Thanx to Black Belt for saying that this story didn't suck!!!
Resolution
She was drenched; there was no part of her that wasn't wet. One of her hands was pressed against her abdomen. Her knees buckled under her weight, and she fell to the ground, leaning against the door.
Rain was still pouring outside.
She looked down at her hand. She lifted her hand revealing the wounds that was staining her white yukata red. She took a deep breath, and concentrated what reiatsu she had left to try and heal her wound.
When she was done, the wound was barely closed. She punched the floor. "Damn it," Rukia said out loud. She couldn't even close a wound without losing her breath. She brought her legs closer to her. Why was she always so weak?
"You are always depending on the pity of others."
His voice was still fresh in her minds. She hugged her legs closer.
"You are worthless."
Her bangs covered her eyes.
"I don't know why I fell for you."
Her whole body was trembling, trying to hold in the sobs that were trying to escape.
"Your weakness is disgusting."
A single tear rolled down her pale check.
"Pathetic."
She wiped the tear away with the hand that was holding her wound, the tear and blood mixing together. He was right. She couldn't do anything on her own.
The only reason she survived the streets of Rukongai was because Renji was always there to protect her. She only managed to pass the shinigami academy, because Byakuya moved the right strings. In her division it was the same. Kaien was always making sure she was safe from harm. And how had he died? Killed by her own sword.
On her first mission to the human world, she ended up losing her power, and depending on a young human boy to protect her. How much lower could she get? 'Ichigo shouldn't have saved me,' Rukia thought.
Three weeks had passed since Aizen's betrayal, and she still didn't have all her powers restored. Aizen had kidnapped her, but she couldn't remember how he did it. Again she was saved by others. She clenched her fist harder. Her nails were leaving a mark.
She was tired of this. She hated being the princess, waiting to be saved. For once she wanted to be the knight in shining armor. But how would she be able to save anybody, if she couldn't even save herself?
Not anymore. She was going to safe herself. No more Ichigo or Renji saving her ass. She would become stronger. She was going to obtain the strength to save others. She was going to prove not only to them, but to him that she wasn't worthless.
She lifted her eyes to stare through the window. The rain was still strong, but she would not be defeated by the rain. She was not going to conquer the rain, but to become the rain. Even if it killed her, she was going to become the rain.
She would prove to him that she was not weak.
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