[012] Holding my last breath

Dec 08, 2009 04:29

He had felt himself slipping in the last couple of days, the air colder than anything Seireitei usually threw up and his chest reacting badly to it.

It hadn't helped that he had insisted on carrying on as normal, as well as worrying over both Shunsui's arrival and Abel's trip to the clinic. He had known he would become ill, properly ill, and wanted to take measures that nobody would worry.

Leaving Max a note that explained he had a contagious cold and was sleeping it off, he headed towards his room to quarantine himself until he was over the worst of it.

He never made it to his bedroom.

Erupting into violent coughing, he struggled to catch his breath. Pain blooming across his chest as blood choked him and the coppery taste filled his mouth. Falling to his knees, he fought with every fibre of his being to stay conscious, but it wasn't long before he lost the battle and crumpled to the floor to lie in silence, blood staining his lips, hair and the floor around him.]

[ooc: Made because I will be mostly away for the next week-10 days, only here on occasion]

ukitake jyuushiro

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