"Beneath the moonlight, under the enemy's eye, i'll make you mine."
Seika's TS: Double Vision
Feeling rather sleepy I close my eyes by the same time the door opens again. Stumbling forward, Rukia falls flat on her futon, falling asleep instantly. Ichigo enters the room some seconds later:
- How you're feeling?
- Quite nauseated to be honest…
- Just rest and you'll be fine by sunrise…
Ichigo sits by my side with a fable expression.
- What's wrong? – I ask.
- Nuisance.
- Tell me about it.
He nervously smiles, as if hiding something from me. Why is Ichigo so fearful while talking to me?
- I never realized how beautiful you are. Those times when Abarai confide to me his feelings for you, I always questioned why. Why would someone give up on eternity for another? I understand why he felt the urge to hug you tonight, even though he's engaged. I understand why Abarai parted with you… I understand why I can no longer be his friend, but his enemy.
With passion he assaults my lips in a fiercely kiss, as a vampire craving his fangs on his victim's neck. As the door slides, Ichigo charges further gluing his body in mine. What is happening? I can't move, I'm paralyzed… I want to stop him! Ichigo's tongue searches for mine as we look at each other. I hear a feminine squeal belonging to Matsumoto.
- There's some live action in here!
Ichigo laughs uncontrollably while I remain numb under his lead.
- Damn Matsumoto! Could you possibly make any more noise?
- I never thought I would live to see Ichigo on Seika action!
- Just go and close the door already!
As Matsumoto closes the door I say:
- If Matsumoto knows… everyone will know… Ichigo?
He stares at me with a blank expression. I pause, waiting on a reaction.
- After tonight… You won't have trouble with Hitsugaya again if he backs down.
Did he? Did he risk his friendship with Abarai to help me… to free my heart from Hitsugaya's curse?
- Don't misunderstand the reason why I did it. I desire you… but you already made your choice. I respect that. This is the last time I'll ever touch you like this.
- Ichigo…
- I'm sorry Seika. I can't be the good guy this time.
A sword flashes through the door, hitting the tatami next to my head, after scratching Ichigo's face.
- You. Get the hell away from her.
Ichigo turns to face Hitsugaya holding the sword by its chain. His bloodthirsty eyes stares at us in hate. Without thinking I try to grab his sword at the same time he retreats it, cutting deep both my hands. The pain and blood I hadn't seen for so long it's back. Ichigo draws Zangetsu out, covering my body with his.
- It's time you move forward Toushirou.
- I understand your intentions… but the feeling I crave for her in immeasurable. I'll ask you one last time. Step aside Ichigo.
As they argue I keep bleeding, feeling my body fainting. I'm weak as a human…
- She didn't choose you! She chose Renji, get a hold of yourself!
- I LOVE HER!
- Hitsugaya… - I call.
Hitsugaya's screams are like slaps to my face. My vision is fading and my heart beats decreasing. I take a last look at my hands to acknowledge that my wrists were also cut. Am I dying…? Is death this dark and cold… or am I being held by the coldest hands I've ever known…?