4Hey guys! My second story here! I'm not sure how I feel about it so I need some reviews to tell me whether or not I should continue...I have a thing for Kenpachi and an older version of Yachiru. They are so perfect for each other and just complement each other to no end. Please read and review because without reviews I won't continue and plus the reviews make me feel luffed!
-strokes ego-
Just a reach into my mind for your sake...italics is the character speaking in their own mind, bold is Yachiru's point of view and bold italics is Yachiru speaking; she is deceased and no one can hear her or so she thinks...DUN DUN DUN!
Oh, and this story is from Kenpachi's point of view except for when Yachiru is momentarily in the picture then it's bold!
"Are you still here? I wonder. Your tombstone is pressed against my cheek. Your name, now indented into the side of my face. Can you hear me? I speak to you. Everyday. Tell you my problems and pray for an answer. An answer that never comes. Are you happy? Is it true what they say? Is there a life after this? Will I see you again? "
~Mary Mouse
It seems as if I have known her forever...but I feel as if I could count our time together on one hand. Just five fingers...How could it be this way? Our years together to amount to so little. At least I could now admit to myself that I loved her...that I still love her. I denied it publicly and to myself ever since she had matured into the beautiful young woman that she was. It took her dying in my arms for me to tell her...
I remember it like it was yesterday...
'She had been very sick for two months but seemed to be recovering. She and I were sparring for the first time since she had taken ill. I was actually taking it easy on her and I never took it easy on anyone. She was giggling and teasing me like always. Even though her body had grown and matured she still loved to play. She had just punched me clean in the nose when she started to cough. Her eyes went wide as she drew her hand away from her mouth and it was soaked in bright red blood. "Yachi..." I started to say her name as her eyes rolled up into her head and she began to collapse. I caught her in my arms just before she crashed into the concrete. I held her close to my chest as I began to flash step towards the Fourth Squad's hospital building. '
Days passed...
She never woke up again. I only hope she heard my last whispered words as I held her close and she died. Those words echo inside my mind even now...
"I love you Yachiru Kusajishi...Please don't leave me...I cannot go on without you..."
Her breath hitched at that moment...She drew in a deep breath and exhaled...
Her last breath.
I tightened my grip on her as my arms failed me, they began to tremble. There was this ear piercing keening going on in the room...It was me. I wasn't even aware I was screaming my heartbreak.
That was 2 years ago...Today
As always on this date; I sit with the blinds closed in complete darkness, her lieutenant armband on my wrist...Her Zanpakato across my lap. I close my eyes and pretend she's still here...
I watch him. He is in a state of constant mourning, I don't believe he will ever get over my death. My vision flickers a bit, I don't have much time left...I step in front of him and run my hand across his cheek and I whisper his name.
"Kenpachi..."
My spirits flame goes out...I am surrounded by darkness again.
There is a feeling like a butterflies whispering touch on my cheek and I hear my name...it sounded like...her...
I jump up, my eyes whipping open as I search for her. "Yachiru?!" I yell...No answer.
I felt her.
I know she is here.
I just have to find her...
Sorry for the cliffhanger I had no choice! Zaraki made me do it! I swear! Please R&R...I really want to finish this now that I wrote this much...What do you think I should do?
~^~MiZ~^~