31_days | bleach | penetrating
February 07: the white lady
bleach, rukia & shirayuki
It's not much; only a tiny moment, and not one that's canon. (shrug)
penetrating
The first night Rukia met her zanpakutou spirit was the night Kaien-dono died. No, the night he was killed. By her. And, she slowly realized, by the lady in front of her, standing there and watching quietly. Blood smeared her white silk kimono; smeared, swished, and then was gone. Rukia shivered at the drops of rain trickling into the collar of her robes and down her back. Again, at the cold breath on her neck. Again, at the fingers curling around her own, frozen to the hilt.
"It's over," her zanpakutou whispered, and Rukia hated herself for feeling relieved.
bleach, rukia & shirayuki
It's not much; only a tiny moment, and not one that's canon. (shrug)
penetrating
The first night Rukia met her zanpakutou spirit was the night Kaien-dono died. No, the night he was killed. By her. And, she slowly realized, by the lady in front of her, standing there and watching quietly. Blood smeared her white silk kimono; smeared, swished, and then was gone. Rukia shivered at the drops of rain trickling into the collar of her robes and down her back. Again, at the cold breath on her neck. Again, at the fingers curling around her own, frozen to the hilt.
"It's over," her zanpakutou whispered, and Rukia hated herself for feeling relieved.