Author's Note:

There was basically a blizzard and all of my classes but one got cancelled. I walked through the snow to go to one class. I'm going to punch someone but for now here have this drabble!

Kaleidoscope
a Bleach (© Kubo Tite) fanfiction

Theme #96
Look

Opening Song: "Skyscraper" — Demi Lovato

Everyone is moving on. Hitsugaya is training to get stronger, Renji and Shuuhei are no where to be seen (because they're probably training as well), Kira is in charge of the 3rd Division, and even Hinamori slowly recovers. Rangiku feels like she's rooted in one spot, watching everyone around her grow and move and continue on. It's a very nostalgic feeling; she's done this before.

But she doesn't cry. She can't find the tears to shed anymore, maybe because she knows there's no point in them. Tears won't bring him back, and he wouldn't want her to cry over him anyway.

Still, she feels empty.

All she has are memories and small presents. They carry small pieces of Ichimaru Gin with them, but they will never have the full essence that she so longs for. "You always did that," she thinks. "Always disappeared with no trace. It's like you want me to forget you."

The days go on, and slowly she stops clinging to the fragments. She stops trying to bring back memories that have been long forgotten, stops trying to imagine a future that could have been, stops allowing herself to stay in the same place. Her strides are slow, but they're strong, and she doesn't allow herself to look back.

Gin always disappeared with his back to her. He never told her where she was going because he wanted her to go her own way. He didn't want to chain her down. Rangiku is a free spirit, and he acknowledged that.

She moves on, though her feet are heavy and her shoulders carry the weight of the world. The pain will subside eventually because she is a whole person, not a fragment.

Closing Song: "Shake It Out" — Florence + the Machine

Snow days are great especially when you're a lazy sack of potatoes who hasn't studied for a mid-term or written papers yet. (Aka me.)

xx, der kapitan