FIC 6 - Storms
Fic Contest Urahara Kisuke FC
STORMS
Author: Terry Gillian
drown The quiet room that, despite everything, that calm was not infectious, he was restless, neurotic, depressed. Tears of sweat sailed through his sleepy face every pore of his skin, his eyes narrowed, looking hopelessly a point to set his sights, auditory perception was performed to distinguish the sound of water to the desert black cotton. Another nightmare
had assaulted her break disturbing, she was still suffering protagonist of his dream. A vision that frequented his mind night after night since the day I got the news. It was a punishment. When
managed to absorb some calm, decided to leave their rooms and venturing into a new day. The first thing he did was composed with his usual clothes, including their shoes and hats so special.
His first destination was the living room and there he found Ururu Jinta were playing rock paper scissors. The red-haired boy looked crushed, probably by the many defeats that atesoraría.
The two children at the sudden appearance of boss spent a warm smile, was answered by another enforced without much enthusiasm. The children could perceive in a gesture that insipid grin for anything out of a happy person. Immediately left the game and he kindly offered an excellent breakfast that was prepared Tessai. The breakfast was politely rejected, the dream was still in his head causing his guilt grew, demoralized, even taking away the appetite. He remembered every image, every word ... Sleep remembered everything.
She was with her, just like old times, hiding in Soul Society. Resting after a tough workout, ella mostraba una elegante sonrisa después de cada palabra que lanzaba su magnífica boca. Su piel morena brillaba de forma especial debido al sudor que la envolvía, parecía una presea... era una presea.
Esa parte la recordaba con una sonrisa en la boca, deseaba poder volver al pasado y revivirlo. Poder decirle lo que de verdad sentía, mostrarle que detrás de esa capa había un corazón que sucumbía por ella, poder revelarle un sentimiento que estaba encerrado durante mucho tiempo.
Pero después de esa sonrisa el sueño seguía su curso y aquel momento era tragado por la oscuridad. Todo desaparecía poco a poco, iba cayendo a la nada. No podía moverse, tampoco advertir a Yoruichi de lo que estaba ocurriendo. Before you can even realize it had all been dissipated by the blackness, he and she were alone. She kept talking as if nothing had happened, until finally she disappeared. Then he was alone in the dark, checked out, drowned.
At that time he woke up wrapped in a blanket of sweat and fear. Noto
contact of a hand on his shoulder, it was Jinta. He seemed worried about him, asked if he was okay, if I needed help. But one negative was made in response, this time accompanied by the terrible grimace. Jinta gesture to raise my hand and left the room, Ururu watched it all from his position. When he tried find the contact of eyes it is the throw to the ground.
He realized the tremendous suffering that I was posing, his sense of guilt grew more if possible. He got up and mimicked the gesture of leaving the room Jinta. I did not want to suffer more to his own, not by him. Now I needed to have close to your best friend in those dark days, the loneliness.
Always used to find in his room next to a window. Through it one could see as the rain coming down from heaven collided with the ground causing a pleasant sound. It was the ideal place to take the memory back and loaded with nostalgia. He remembered every moment lived with her, how hard it was to get bankai, help and support offered ... a torrent of memories flooded him, but those memories are not repeated. Never again have a nice chat with them while enjoying good sake, never more could see his dark skin and want to savor its taste, but could never look at their eyes and get lost in them, never could surreptitiously stroking her silky hair and smell the sweet aroma that offered, he could never feel the touch of your skin on the hands, never had a chance to say "I love you."
The screech that caused the door to open him back to reality got sound brought the presence of Tessai. Is showing a face identical to Ururu and Jinta, worried, sad. Steadily entered and placed beside his head, trying to get some words and try to help lighten your load but it was impossible. Had created an impenetrable barrier ... had always been a mysterious and enigmatic. It was hard to know who thought even when he smiled, but now it was impossible. At that Tessai had to give up and do the real job that had brought him into the room, tell of a visit ..
Ichigo's sisters had gone looking for him, they did day after day. It was torture having than receive, but can not be denied, not after what he did.
They were in the room, as usual. Yuzu was in front, holding a stuffed animal, like a lion. Her crystal eyes and pulled the doll tightly to her chest, her lips trembling. While Karin was behind her, arms folded, head bowed, wearing a cap that made it impossible to see his face. They were both soaked. Yuzu
not had time to even the usual greetings, was the first to ask about the whereabouts of Ichigo, his voice trembling. Yuzu now picked up more strongly to the doll, hoping to get a positive response, his eyes began to emit small tears. Karin raised his head after hearing the question, you could see his face. Although that was a slab more for him, his eyes were red, probably because he spent all night crying.
The answer was always the same. With a smile and imbuing his words with a musical tone told that her brother was a young lad and would party with some friends, that's why again soon. Then I cover her face with her fan, leaving only their eyes visible, to bite his lower lip fiercely. Another lie.
Those words shattered the sensitive heart of Yuzu, making her fall on her knees. With the plush hid his face, kept repeat the name of his brother, sobbing, weeping heart sank. Karin covered his face with his hands and try not to shed any tears. After a few seconds, under his arms to show his face full of rage and threw herself at him. She grabbed the clothes and shouted with all the fury that they be returned to her brother, that was the last place they had seen.
That scene was terrible, but I could not tell the truth. He said no word, let Karin discharged all its fury in him was the least I could do. Karin discharge
When he released his anger and went to her sister, lying on the floor, crying. He took her back and helped her up, when he was strong, The two sisters hugged. That embrace lasted five minutes, then left without any word of farewell address.
That scene was a torment, that carried over his guilt. Felt helpless because they can not tell you the truth, but that had to do his father. This could not go on like this, I had to talk to Isshin once and tell everything that happened. Had to stand up for what happened. Unripe twice went outside, into the house of the Kurosaki.
The rain fell with great violence from the sky, all was dark even though the day was in the early hours. Occasionally you could feel the odd lightning sail through the dark mantle. When I had traveled some distance they heard a voice behind him. It was Ururu, carried in his right hand and an umbrella in his left hand a closed, walked toward him.
When did reach gave him an umbrella, she drew a shy smile. Always that little had been like a daughter to him. He was obedient, industrious, good, etc ... everything a father could wish. She was the last he deserved to suffer. Poso hand on his head stroking her hair, meanwhile, was telling in a polite manner that did not need the umbrella. Rather go in the rain, soaking, cleaning up all their mistakes on it or wanting it ... The girl understood his words, and allow a bow I wish safe journey and asked to return soon. Faced with this gesture he escaped a smile, could not resist.
On the way between his house with that of Isshin had time to ponder and practice with which words he narrated all that had happened. At heart I knew it was stupid carrying out these practices, when I look in the eyes of all would have served. Now she was there, facing the door, just had to knock on the door, just that. She appeared in her mind and instinctively knocked on the door. The wait lasted a few seconds for him were hours of doubts and fears. Isshin opened the door, its awesome appearance implied few hours of sleep he held.
When he saw his visitor his face weary showed great surprise at first, then around sad and decayed, seemed to know that your presence there. The first thing he did was ask about the reason for the visit gently. Before this question had to swallow air, confess it was not easy. Isshin invited to enter the house. But he refused, he chose to tell all the rain.
started from the beginning, told him everything that had happened with Ichigo and Rukia, the transfer of authority is the arrest of the birth of the powers of Chad and Inoue, the existence of the last Quincy, rescue ... and everything had been caused by him.
Then I address the issue that had caused his visit and the ghosts of his heart. The failure of the rescue mission with the death of Ichigo, Rukia, Inoue, Ishida, Chad and even Yoruichi. Failed to carry out its mission and died on an epic crusade in Soul Society. Ichigo fell into the hands of Kempachi Zaraki in a battle trying to protect his teammates. Chad and Ishida were arrested along with another colleague and then saved by Yorucichi nevertheless failed to win a meeting with Soi Fong and Komamura. Rukia fell on his cross, the Soukyoku. Inoue there was no news, the last time she was seen was an officer of the division 11.
Isshin was perplexed by these words, the expression on his face betrayed that he had not yet absorbed the news. Given the silence was the fact that all his actions had unleashed. The existence of Hougyoku and power. Now this jewel was held by Aizen, who had betrayed the shinigami and planned to bring chaos to all worlds. The only beneficiary in combat was Aizen, the shinigami had been largely depleted forces. There was no hope.
Isshin The eyes of tears began to flow dedicated to his son. With crystal eyes look at him and politely asked to leave and not return to stand there with a bang him dismissed. This slam will blight the soul, but not least how the family had been shattered Kurosaki. A father who lost his wife and son and a sister who lost her mother and brother. The well understood he had lost the woman he loved.
During the return trip was thinking all the suffering that had been and the misfortunes that were to appear, he felt unable to cope. I could not make war against Aizen and Hollows, not himself.
Then I thought, the only way to remove their pain and receive the deserved punishment for their bad actions and decisions that had brought death and destruction, deserved punishment death. I had to vedarse life.
Change your address, and not return to his shop, would not see his "family." Was best for them, he only brought dismay with his lies. Now one could think Yoruichi, whether march to the same place where she or disappear. A part of her where she wanted to leave, to go through it all eternity, another wanted to disappear, punished for bringing pain.
finally reached his goal, was on top of a hill, the ground was a quagmire. Managed to move about through the strengthening of its staff.
there at the top look was achieved seamlessly throughout the city. He took off his hat and raises his head to look at the sky, raindrops slapped his face fiercely, apologized in that position many times. After the act I lift his stick and uttered for the last time Benihime name. He also apologized to her, caressing her, had been his comrade in great battles. Placed his gun against his chest with the intention of pulling life, closed his eyes and thought for the last time in his beloved.
In this last thought realized how stupid I was being, that his punishment should be to amend all the damage he had caused and as a cowardly escape through death. Anything served a senseless death, was to die fighting as they echo all. Reinstalled and seal his hat Banihime. He returned to apologize, but it was stupid. A smile flashed their appearance.
He went back home, was eager to see their "family" and have breakfast he had prepared Tessai. Hard
approached Brawls against Aizen and hollows, but that's another story ... Fifth
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