Open Drabble Call // Bleach

[haearnmouse]

Alright, my fingers are getting twitchy here.

Open Bleach drabbles and/or one liners call!

Give me three words, and/or a character(s) to work with! Thematics are also welcome, as well as pretty much anything else concept wise. No promises it'll turn out as you expect, though, and yes you can cue evil laugh here. ;)

Bring it!

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[meallanmouse]

Chad
Green, stones, birth

Chad sat by the canal, staring down pensively, thinking. The stones wavered and shifted under the water, whitened by the sometimes lazy, sometimes rapid current, edged with green by the slow growing algae collecting against them in the safer corners, hidden away in the shadows.

Ever since his arrival in this new place, he'd felt out of sorts, somehow. Disconnected with reality, standing apart from the other kids... always off the corner and left of the middle, somehow. He thought a lot, did Chad. It was easier to do than talk, than to express. Thinking and doing, that's what he was good at. It set him apart even more from the others, who were uneasy with his contemplative silence and his freakish strength and resistance.

Ever since he'd met Ichigo, however, things had snapped into place, for some reason.

Ichigo, somehow, made that even clearer, cleaner. A purity of form, thought and action. You did what needed to be done, come what may.

Ever since he'd met Ichigo, somehow, Chad felt as his life had finally started. He'd just been kept in suspense until then, waiting for the moment of his true birth, when his purpose in life would finally reveal itself to him.

That the moment itself had been loud, rude and trying to get itself beaten up made sense really, when you factored in that it was all because of Ichigo to start with.