A/N: hey this is shortliketoshiro! i had this idea that i just couldn't give up and so i decided to write a story. this originally was not a hitsuhina romance, but as i was writing it, i realized 'hey this is like toshiro and momo a little i should turn this into a hitsuhina romance' and i did. so this is an original story, currently i may not have any other bleach characters come, we will see.

Disclaimer: this is an original story, i have just taken toshiro and momo from bleach

I am a Lone, but I am not. I have something, something that keeps me safe from what isn't. Something that hides me from suffering that happens. I have something with me, making me not alone, but I am alone. The something is nothing, it is not there, but yet it is. It keeps me company in my aloneness. It hides me from those who hate me, it protects me from those who will hurt me. It is my friend, but it is nothing. It does not exist, but is real. It has no body, but is seen. It can go anywhere, but has borders. It is living, but is dead. I love this something, it is the only thing I can trust though it can betray me. I know what it does, it has rules, but that does not mean it will follow them. The something is not a monster, it is not anything nice, it just is. It does not have feeling, it does not know the difference from right and wrong, it does what it wants with no regret or mercy. It is nice to me, as nice as it can be, it does not hurt me, it does betray voluntarily, it is trustworthy. Without this something, I would forever be alone, instead I share my solitude with a companion, one who though does not care, it does. I love this something, but I do not love it too. It can be mean, it can be weird, but it watches and waits for when I need it. I love that it is always with me no matter what, but hate that it never leaves. This something is important, it has value, but is worthless. It can be anything, anything at all, but nothing at the same time. It is mine, but I do not own it. It stays with me, but leaves on its own. This something is not evil, it is not good, it is not anything. It just is. It is the blackness.

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She turned. It was back. A look of relief passed over her face before it returned to its normal stoic look. The woman was strong, she had endured much in her life, more than most, less than others. She was tough, she had had to be. The woman looked at it again.

"You're back. You were gone a long time. I was worried." It said nothing, but flowed around her in a protective circle.

"I know. You did what you had to do. I am sorry for you." Again it remained silent. The woman took comfort in its presence, she had gone a long time without it. Just being with it soothed her.

"What you did, you did. I am not angry with you." It came closer to her and wrapped itself around her almost giving her a hug.

"It is fine. I missed you though, I was alone for far to long. Don't go for as long next time." She knew there was going to be a next time, there was always a next for it, it had things to do, things that she couldn't join in.

It wrapped tighter and tighter around her, constricting her movement, swallowing her up.

"What are you doing? No, you can't, can you? No," she whispered. It slowly covered her body, making her limbs disappear.

The time had come. It creeped up to her head all the way to her neck. She looked at it again.

"I'm sorry you had to do this. I'm sorry…old friend." With that, it covered her head and the blackness consumed her.

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A/N: so there you go, the first part may be a bit confusing, just send me a message if you have questions. please read and review!!

~shortliketoshiro