Fic - Love Story - Prologue + Part 1
Series: Bleach
Title: Love Story
Pairing: GrimmjowYachiru (she is older so Grimm is not a pedo O_O)
Warnings: nothing until later chapters
Summary: "I got tired of waiting...wandering if you were ever coming around...my faith in you was...fading..."
Prologue
“I got tired of waiting...wondering if you were ever coming around...my faith in you was...fading...when I met you on the outskirts of town...and I said: Romeo save me, I’ve been feeling so alone, I keep waiting for you but you never come, is this in my head...I don’t know what to think...” I tear the headphone from my ears and throw the MP3 to the ground.
All the love songs and love stories in the world are lies.
In reality...there is no such thing as a: “Happily ever after”.
Only disappointment and sadness that grows and collects like a snowball rolling down a hill. And then, eventually, it reaches you and crushes you without a care.
Part One
Months and years have passed since the war’s end. Decades even. Soul Society is finally back to a more...normal state. Well...normal is how most of this place is. But my division can never be considered normal. My life seems to have gotten stranger too. I guess it’s because I don’t look like a little kid anymore.
I stand from my bed and move to the tall mirror.
My hair is the same style as it used to be, my eyes filled with more wisdom and losing a little of their childishness. My height is stabilized at a five foot, one inch and my figure is definitely woman. My breasts are nowhere near as big as Matsumoto’s but they’re not too small either. My cleavage doesn’t show through the top of my Shinigami uniform which is perfect around here. Male Shinigami are perverts. It must be in the job description. Maybe they get taught to be that way in the Academy.
I giggle to myself and let the smile spread across my face. I turn my head to the direction of the yelling and crashing sounds. I know who it is without feeling their reiatsu. I learned how to do that. Ikkaku taught me. He also taught me Shikai and is helping me with my Bankai. Said baldy is fighting with the newest member. He switched sides during the war and fit in perfectly with this division.
I flash step to the wreckage and place one hand on my hip. They’re both bleeding and bruised. Their reiatsu spike at one another, waiting.
Just when they’re about to move, I call out. “Hey! Baldy, Kitty!” They stop, almost stumbling as they wait for me to say something else. “Good morning!”
I skip out of the division and giggle again.
“Oi! Brat!” I stop and turn, glaring and pouting at the same time at the blue haired former-Espada.
“Stop calling me that!” I stomp my foot.
A smirk forms on his face as he pats my head. “Whatever. You owe me a fight now.”
“There’s no point. I would win.” I shake my head to remove his hand and stick my tongue out at him. “I am a fukutaichou while you’re just a fourth seat.”
“Doesn’t mean anything.”
“Well...it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to fight you.” I cross my arms over my stomach and roll my eyes. “I have to go to a meeting now anyways.” I flash step away from him and sigh.
He’s been bothering me for a while now. Ikkaku got drunk (surprise, surprise) and let it slip to the Kitty-Cat that I knew Shikai and almost Bankai. Now, he wants to fight me all the time. I just keep running from him. I wonder how long that will last.
***
I swing my feet back and forth as the wind blows my hair around my face. It’s nice to just sit and relax sometimes. I watch out over the horizon as the sun sets. This is my favourite place to watch it: Soukyoku. It’s used for executions but it’s also the highest place in Soul Society.
‘You have been tense lately.’
“I can’t help it, Ame-chan.”
That’s my Zanpakutou’s nickname. Her full name is Tenmei no Ame. It was during the war that I finally heard her voice. I was desperate to fight, to help. Her voice was only a whisper at first but it grew louder and clearer the more I listened and talked to her in my inner world. She looks like a little kid, how I used to be. Her hair is short and bright yellow. It spikes out at the bottom and her bangs part to only see her right eye. It’s a soft blue-grey colour. Her ears have a light blue raindrop stud in each lobe. She wears a thin-strapped storm cloud grey dress that looks torn at the hem where it reaches her knees. On her back is a set of clear fairy-like wings that reflect rainbows at times.
“I’m so close to achieving Bankai...I have to keep secrets from Ken-chan, more than I’d like...and I have to avoid people who want to fight me.”
‘Just ignore those perverts.’
“It’s not easy. I can’t believe how many people have asked me out in the past so many years. It’s like...the second my body matured, they all notice me. Before...no one ever really cared about me. I was just the little girl who clung to Zaraki Kenpachi’s back. I’m glad my body didn’t grow big like Matsumoto’s. That would have been more problematic. Besides, I don’t think she’s a very good fighter because of it.” I turned a thoughtful look to the sky as I crossed one leg over the other at the knee.
‘Perhaps. But I doubt she needs to work hard to prove people wrong either. You have more difficulties in your life.’
“No...I don’t know about that. I just have...different difficulties.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath before re-opening them. “Stop stalking me, Grimmjow.”
“I’m not. I was passing by when I sensed your reiatsu.”
“I’m not fighting you.” I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. He was sitting Indian-style next to me.
“Who said anything about a fight? You’re too distracted to fight me now anyways.”
“What?” I eyed him warily. He was always observant, this one.
He turns to me with a bored expression. “You’re too distracted. You wouldn’t be much of a challenge.” He shrugs and turns back to the barely visible sun.
I feel my right eye twitch ever so slightly. Being raised by Ken-chan and living in the Eleventh...I can’t possibly back down now! Walking away from a challenge is...just...wrong! I glare full out at him and almost growl out the words.
“We’re doing this now. Keep up if you can.” I flash step the second the words leave my mouth.
Tonight is the night I teach this ex-Espada how powerful I really am!
***
I grip the handle of my Zanpakutou at my right side with my right hand and slowly start to pull it out. “Fall from grace, Tenmei no Ame!” I hold the blade down at my side and move my right foot back a step.
In her released form, Ame-chan grows to the full size of a katana, no longer looking like a wakizashi. I turn her slightly in my hands so Grimmjow can see that she’s a double-bladed katana in this form. Everyone knows my Shikai. After people had seen enough of her, they started saying things like: ‘Kusajishi-fukutaichou’s Zanpakutou is the most sadistic in all of Soul Society. Instead of slashing your opponent once, the double-blade can strike them twice in one go.’
Grimmjow disappears and forms behind me. I bring Ame-chan up to encounter Pantera, my grip changing on the hilt to make the back of the blades touch my forearm. I push him away and jump back a few steps before charging at him.
We clash several times in our little battle. We tear at each other’s uniform and skin. After several minutes, we both stop, ten feet between us, breathing harshly. I wipe some blood off my cheek and take up my original stance.
“Haven’t you had enough yet?” I call out to him.
“Sounds like you want to quit.”
We both move then.
~~~
Tenmei no Ame - Rain of Destiny or Rain’s Destiny (if I translated that right XD;)
Wakizashi - it looks exactly like a katana except that it’s shorter in length
Double-Bladed - I got this idea from FFVII: Advent Children, Kadaj’s sword
If there is anything I got wrong, let me know. And expect the characters to be a little OOC. I tried my best but...who knows. O_O
Also, Status Update entry was updated.
http://rain-of-twilyte.livejournal.com/2665.html
Title: Love Story
Pairing: GrimmjowYachiru (she is older so Grimm is not a pedo O_O)
Warnings: nothing until later chapters
Summary: "I got tired of waiting...wandering if you were ever coming around...my faith in you was...fading..."
Prologue
“I got tired of waiting...wondering if you were ever coming around...my faith in you was...fading...when I met you on the outskirts of town...and I said: Romeo save me, I’ve been feeling so alone, I keep waiting for you but you never come, is this in my head...I don’t know what to think...” I tear the headphone from my ears and throw the MP3 to the ground.
All the love songs and love stories in the world are lies.
In reality...there is no such thing as a: “Happily ever after”.
Only disappointment and sadness that grows and collects like a snowball rolling down a hill. And then, eventually, it reaches you and crushes you without a care.
Part One
Months and years have passed since the war’s end. Decades even. Soul Society is finally back to a more...normal state. Well...normal is how most of this place is. But my division can never be considered normal. My life seems to have gotten stranger too. I guess it’s because I don’t look like a little kid anymore.
I stand from my bed and move to the tall mirror.
My hair is the same style as it used to be, my eyes filled with more wisdom and losing a little of their childishness. My height is stabilized at a five foot, one inch and my figure is definitely woman. My breasts are nowhere near as big as Matsumoto’s but they’re not too small either. My cleavage doesn’t show through the top of my Shinigami uniform which is perfect around here. Male Shinigami are perverts. It must be in the job description. Maybe they get taught to be that way in the Academy.
I giggle to myself and let the smile spread across my face. I turn my head to the direction of the yelling and crashing sounds. I know who it is without feeling their reiatsu. I learned how to do that. Ikkaku taught me. He also taught me Shikai and is helping me with my Bankai. Said baldy is fighting with the newest member. He switched sides during the war and fit in perfectly with this division.
I flash step to the wreckage and place one hand on my hip. They’re both bleeding and bruised. Their reiatsu spike at one another, waiting.
Just when they’re about to move, I call out. “Hey! Baldy, Kitty!” They stop, almost stumbling as they wait for me to say something else. “Good morning!”
I skip out of the division and giggle again.
“Oi! Brat!” I stop and turn, glaring and pouting at the same time at the blue haired former-Espada.
“Stop calling me that!” I stomp my foot.
A smirk forms on his face as he pats my head. “Whatever. You owe me a fight now.”
“There’s no point. I would win.” I shake my head to remove his hand and stick my tongue out at him. “I am a fukutaichou while you’re just a fourth seat.”
“Doesn’t mean anything.”
“Well...it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to fight you.” I cross my arms over my stomach and roll my eyes. “I have to go to a meeting now anyways.” I flash step away from him and sigh.
He’s been bothering me for a while now. Ikkaku got drunk (surprise, surprise) and let it slip to the Kitty-Cat that I knew Shikai and almost Bankai. Now, he wants to fight me all the time. I just keep running from him. I wonder how long that will last.
***
I swing my feet back and forth as the wind blows my hair around my face. It’s nice to just sit and relax sometimes. I watch out over the horizon as the sun sets. This is my favourite place to watch it: Soukyoku. It’s used for executions but it’s also the highest place in Soul Society.
‘You have been tense lately.’
“I can’t help it, Ame-chan.”
That’s my Zanpakutou’s nickname. Her full name is Tenmei no Ame. It was during the war that I finally heard her voice. I was desperate to fight, to help. Her voice was only a whisper at first but it grew louder and clearer the more I listened and talked to her in my inner world. She looks like a little kid, how I used to be. Her hair is short and bright yellow. It spikes out at the bottom and her bangs part to only see her right eye. It’s a soft blue-grey colour. Her ears have a light blue raindrop stud in each lobe. She wears a thin-strapped storm cloud grey dress that looks torn at the hem where it reaches her knees. On her back is a set of clear fairy-like wings that reflect rainbows at times.
“I’m so close to achieving Bankai...I have to keep secrets from Ken-chan, more than I’d like...and I have to avoid people who want to fight me.”
‘Just ignore those perverts.’
“It’s not easy. I can’t believe how many people have asked me out in the past so many years. It’s like...the second my body matured, they all notice me. Before...no one ever really cared about me. I was just the little girl who clung to Zaraki Kenpachi’s back. I’m glad my body didn’t grow big like Matsumoto’s. That would have been more problematic. Besides, I don’t think she’s a very good fighter because of it.” I turned a thoughtful look to the sky as I crossed one leg over the other at the knee.
‘Perhaps. But I doubt she needs to work hard to prove people wrong either. You have more difficulties in your life.’
“No...I don’t know about that. I just have...different difficulties.” I close my eyes and take a deep breath before re-opening them. “Stop stalking me, Grimmjow.”
“I’m not. I was passing by when I sensed your reiatsu.”
“I’m not fighting you.” I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. He was sitting Indian-style next to me.
“Who said anything about a fight? You’re too distracted to fight me now anyways.”
“What?” I eyed him warily. He was always observant, this one.
He turns to me with a bored expression. “You’re too distracted. You wouldn’t be much of a challenge.” He shrugs and turns back to the barely visible sun.
I feel my right eye twitch ever so slightly. Being raised by Ken-chan and living in the Eleventh...I can’t possibly back down now! Walking away from a challenge is...just...wrong! I glare full out at him and almost growl out the words.
“We’re doing this now. Keep up if you can.” I flash step the second the words leave my mouth.
Tonight is the night I teach this ex-Espada how powerful I really am!
***
I grip the handle of my Zanpakutou at my right side with my right hand and slowly start to pull it out. “Fall from grace, Tenmei no Ame!” I hold the blade down at my side and move my right foot back a step.
In her released form, Ame-chan grows to the full size of a katana, no longer looking like a wakizashi. I turn her slightly in my hands so Grimmjow can see that she’s a double-bladed katana in this form. Everyone knows my Shikai. After people had seen enough of her, they started saying things like: ‘Kusajishi-fukutaichou’s Zanpakutou is the most sadistic in all of Soul Society. Instead of slashing your opponent once, the double-blade can strike them twice in one go.’
Grimmjow disappears and forms behind me. I bring Ame-chan up to encounter Pantera, my grip changing on the hilt to make the back of the blades touch my forearm. I push him away and jump back a few steps before charging at him.
We clash several times in our little battle. We tear at each other’s uniform and skin. After several minutes, we both stop, ten feet between us, breathing harshly. I wipe some blood off my cheek and take up my original stance.
“Haven’t you had enough yet?” I call out to him.
“Sounds like you want to quit.”
We both move then.
~~~
Tenmei no Ame - Rain of Destiny or Rain’s Destiny (if I translated that right XD;)
Wakizashi - it looks exactly like a katana except that it’s shorter in length
Double-Bladed - I got this idea from FFVII: Advent Children, Kadaj’s sword
If there is anything I got wrong, let me know. And expect the characters to be a little OOC. I tried my best but...who knows. O_O
Also, Status Update entry was updated.
http://rain-of-twilyte.livejournal.com/2665.html