I yearn for freedom.
I yearn for fun.
I yearn for an escape from this UTTER BOREDOM
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It was about three o'clock in the morning when Ichigo woke up.
No, not in his room.
He woke up in that place. That world. His world.
The world he had gone to twice before; once seeking advice, then returned seeking revival.
The world where buildings stood like branches on the horizon.
The world where gravity came from your left or right and not your feet.
This strange world.
He glanced around, frowning.
Normally Zangetsu-ossan would appear, tell him some useless stuff, and he'd be on his way.
But no one appeared on the horizon. No one was standing on a sword hilt.
It was empty, and frighteningly so.
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My cheeks felt the slow, felt the cold, but my hands did not move to warm them.
I merely stood on the border between the two worlds, the two fields.
Half my foot was on vividly green grass, the other on pure lusterous snow.
Snowflakes kissed my face, and the sun warmed the back of my head.
My face was flushed yet pale.
My smile was happy yet heavy.
My eyes were open yet closed.
I was on the line of two polar opposites.
I was the bridge connecting these two worlds that would otherwise never touch.
I took a step forward.
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Ichigo stomped around, the blue concrete chipping on each of his footsteps.
He swivelled his head around, searching for some irregularity in the emptiness.
There.
A broken window?
He moved closer, seeing a small room, and a flickering fire off to the side.
He jumped past the broken shards on the window pane.
--
Snow billowed around me as I moved.
The white woman smiled, and said something I still could not hear.
My pace quickened.
--
Ichigo's eyes widened.
His heartbeat stopped.
What was that...
...a strand of black hair...
...a pale arm disappearing behind the arm of a couch...
He leaned forward, straining for a better view, straining for a confirmation of his hopes. His desperate, futile hopes.
And then he was back.
A/N: hehehe, sorry for the long update.
hoooo, short chappy, huh?
couldn't help it... it seemed like such a perfect time to end...
sorry, ill try to be a bit more responsible about this... ive just been so busy lately... sophomore year is so much harder than freshmen... i know, shocking, ne?
sigh...
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