”I don’t deserve it, I know.”
Darker Sentence Meme || Accepting until we run out of angst
“Don’t. Don’t say that.”
Ichigo’s hands cover the hole, trying to push blood back into a body growing colder even as it seeped around his fingers, slipping down to pool on the ground. Just like— Just like when—
There’s a dry sob of breath and it takes too long to recognise his own voice. “This is… nothing. It’s not bad. Don’t look. You’re fine. You’re always fine.”
He hates blood, and there’s so much. He can smell it. Taste it in his mouth it’s so thick in the air. Choking him.
This ISN’T how it was supposed to go.
Where was Inoue?
Chad is strong. Too strong for this. The hollow hadn’t even been powerful. How many times had they fought together? Had each other’s backs? Did he trust anyone the way he trusted Chad? And-- this was his fault. Ichigo had messed up, been in the wrong spot at the wrong time. And the hollow shouldn’t have been that fast. But physical human bodies weren’t spiritual bodies. Then Chad was there. And now he’s on the ground. WHY--
Why had he done it? It was supposed to be lunch. An hour spent together out of the short span of time the Fullbringer had to visit. Not the last time they ever saw each other. “You’re STRONGER than this!”
