The Nightmare

It was raining hard that day. Raining, sadly washing the face of the earth. Near to the center of the town, the sight, once beautiful, was now of destruction; a battlefield full of marks and traces of struggle and there it was possible to see them, fallen, lifeless.

-Mommy! Mommy! No! Please, no!

The child was crying over the body of woman with black short hair, beside her, a white sword with a ripped ribbon on its cable. She, with much difficulty, opened her eyes and saw that little child, crying and calling for her unceasingly. The woman looks around and see the bodys of her colleagues that for so long she knew. Not far away, she saw his body, the body of the man she shared her fate with, the man she so much loved and swore never to die without leaving his heart; but he wasn't moving anymore. He had perished in that place, under the rain, trying to protect everybody he loved. And she knew that soon she would be beside him, in another place, for all around her body was the blood that was coming out of her wounded chest, mixing with the rain. She looks again to the child and gently touches her face, with tears in her eyes, she says to the little girl:

-My daugh-ter, survive... You ca't die here, d-don't die al-lone, your all that's left... The best of me... our friends trusted their faith and heart to your father and your father trusted his heart and faith to me... but...

She spits blood.

- Mommy! Don't die, please!

She smiles affectionately to her daughter and continues:

- I... No longer can keep the heart of your father, that's why...- She puts her hand slowly in her daughter's chest - That's why I leave you our hearts, sweetie... My daughter, never... die... al... lone... never...

The woman starts to lose all the strength that's left of her and her eyes refuse to stay opened. Her voice starts to fade slowly. Her hand slips from the child's chest as she tries to continue talking, but all that's heard is:

-Su... rvi... vve... Hi... sa... n...

Her heart stops.

-Mommy? Mommy? Please, answer me, mommy! Say something, please, mommy! I can't live without you mommy! Please, Answer me, please! MOMMY!- The child screams as tears are falling down through her face. She cries hopelessly, in the middle of a desert town, surrounded by the bodies of her loved ones.

Flash

- Darling, quickly, grab the camera and come, you have to see this! - says a woman in a dress, with black short hair and a chic fringe crossing her face.

A tall man with spiky red hair runs to the living room with the camera.

- What's going on, darling?

- Look, honey! Our baby is giving the first steps!

The man does a silly look and grins ear to ear.

-Film it, darling! Film it!

He grabs the camera, almost dropping it between his wife's laugh and his own laugh, filming every second of that moment with great love and pride.

Flash

- It's born! It's a girl! It's a girl!- Comes the man with spiky red hair running to the waiting room, where a lot of friends and relatives were waiting anxiously to the arrival of the third generation of that great big family.

- My granddaughter is born! My granddaughter is born!- Cries the father of the red-haired man, wich one is babbling illegible words and crying.

- I don't believe... Congratulations brother! And look at us, sis, we're aunts!- Says a young light-brown haired lady to her sister right beside her.

- Man, I don't believe it.- the sister answers, touching her brother's shoulder - I'm proud of you, bro.

- Congrats, idiot! Who would guess that you could get to this point, huh?- A red-haired man with lots of tatoos says loudly as he punches the shoulder of the man who had just becomed a father.

A good-looking man with long black hair was just watching the scene of everybody congratulating the recent father, smiling timidly at the father in aproval to that moment that brought him so much happiness.

Flash

- What shall we call her when she's born?- Asks the woman siting in the couch with her husband caressing her big belly.

- How do you know that it will be a girl?

- Maternal instinct.

- Last time, your maternal instincts sent me to soul society after a candy that your brother didn't even knew existed, and he even sent all his employees after that weird candy for three long days untill they found it!- says the man, remembering the not so enjoyed adventure.

- Hahaha, Nii-sama didn't complaint about my request only to you.

- Of course, considering the day that we went to visit him and you talked about all that stuff of pregnant desires and babys borning with deficiency if the desires were not satisfied. He must have been traumatized. I was traumatized!

She laughs.

- Darling?

- Yes?

- I think I know what will be her name.

- And what would that be?

- I wanted to call her by my sister's name, the sister I never met. I think that it would be the greatest homenage to her and also to my Nii-sama, don't you think?

- Hisana? It's a beautiful name.

Her belly moves.

- Look, darling, I think she liked her name!

- Hahaha, so it's decided. - He aproaches his face to her belly and says very softly - Kurosaki Hisana.

Rukia smiles and kisses her husband passionately.

Flash

-If you're afraid of the hollow inside of you, get stronger untill you can control it. If you fear hurting your friends, train untill you have enough faith on yourself to protect them and even if no one believes you, hit hard on your chest! That's the image of a man that I have in my heart!

Flash

- You stupid boy, why did you came? I said I didn't wanted help! Go away, this time you will realy get yourself killed, Ichigo! Go away!

Ichigo looks at Rukia with a serene look. He was already expecting that kind of reaction from her. He breaks the piaster of sacrifice and says:

- You're realy a pain in the ass. Like I told you before, I don't pay atention to what you say. I remember saying that I was going to save you and this time I will definatly save you, Rukia.

- You idiot!- says Rukia holding her tears - Don't you think that I will thank you!

Ichigo smiles happily.

Flash

- Don't you move! Don't you move from where you are, neither try to follow me! If you try to follow me, I will never... I will never forgive you!- says Rukia with tears in her eyes, staring Ichigo, fallen, almost dead, in the middle of the street and the rain.

Flash

- Hand me the katana, shinigami.

- My name is not shinigami, it's Kuchiki Rukia.

- And mine is Kurosaki Ichigo!

{Bleach - OST 02 - Track 13: Compassion}

Rukia awakes in the middle of the night, puffy, scared and sweating. She looks aside to make sure that Ichigo's sisters are still asleep and, luckly, they are sleeping easily, untroubled by Rukia's noise.

- What the hell was this dream that I just had? What happened?

Remembering the details of her dream, Rukia blushes.

- Me and Ichigo... but I... What a crazy dream! Why would I dream with something like that? It all seemed so real, that child... It was so real that I could almost feel the heat of her body when I touched her...

Rukia remembers of the child crying over her body, the rain, her dead friends, Ichigo dead right next to her, herself losing her life while watching the child crying desperately.

- Definately a nightmare. I think I should get some fresh air.

Rukia puts on a coat and leaves quietly the room, in order not to wake the sisters. She knew the right place to get some fresh air: the rooftop.

Ichigo awakes all of a sudden, sweating, his hands shaking.

- What the hell of a dream was that?!- thinking about the details of the dream, some of them containig such a strong amount of deatils, Ichigo can not help it but to blush.

- Me and Ru... Rukia...? That's impossible, she's just a friend, a colleague... I would never be so disrespectful to her!

Ichigo remembers the child running towards him to hug him, calling him daddy with so much happiness that Ichigo feels a little sheepish.

- Goddamn it! That girl was so similar to Rukia... It was all so real, I could almost feel her when I touched her...

Ighigo hits his own face softly to get away from that kind of thoughts.

- I think I should get some fresh air, I'm sufocating here!

And he knew the proper place to get some fresh air.

Continues...