It's Like Trying to Turn Around on a One-Way Street [Closed]

Aug 17, 2009 20:18

WHO: Kuchiki Rukia and Abarai Renji
WHAT: Rukia has just learned about Ichigo and needs some support
WHERE: Rooftops somewhere in town
WHEN: After midnight, after Rukia talks with Ishida

I can't give you what you want/and it's killing me )

Ω rukia kuchiki, Ω abarai renji

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chappi_fan August 18 2009, 01:56:24 UTC
Rukia had been sitting for some time, unsure of exactly how long. Her thoughts had drifted quietly during her time there, left with nothing but the night air and partial moon visible somewhere above. It did nothing to comfort her as she had hoped.

Her face was neutral at first glance, but held something different than her usual firmness- a hint of bitterness, barely there, along with a strange detachment as she stared blankly out over the rooftops. She had been that way for some time.

She showed no indication of sensing his presence, even after he spoke. She had expected him to do such a thing. Her gaze did not change even as she spoke to him, slight sarcasm and bitterness on the edges of her voice.

"I had not thought you to extend an invitation to a house that is not yours, Renji."

Distantly she knew it was not fair of her to speak to him in such a way, that he did nothing wrong and deserved far better treatment from her. Even so, she did not turn to face him.

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fightforpride August 18 2009, 04:33:04 UTC
Renji faltered for just a second, and realized that her teasing was only half-hearted. He had been around her long enough to know that she was trying to distract him from noticing her condition. You never showed anyone your weakness, after all.

So, Renji plopped down right next to her, setting Zabimaru to the side and staring up at the stars.

"Kairi's too nice for her own good. She wouldn't say no, not when you're-" When she was what? In a state? That made it sound like she was in hysterics, and 'hysterics' and 'Rukia' never belonged in the same sentence.

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chappi_fan August 18 2009, 05:05:52 UTC
With her back towards him, looking away while he tried to speak with her... It was terribly familiar. Memory of her first days as a prisoner came quickly to mind. He looked between metal bars at her as she sat upon a chair. Her back turned as she mocked his new rank. The small amount of light that filtered through the window in her cell. Like then, she had used sarcasm at his expense. She had wished to push him away ( ... )

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fightforpride August 18 2009, 05:24:11 UTC
Renji tended to dwell on the surface of most conversation, but it was easy to tell that she wasn't just chatting about Kairi. He wanted to put a hand on her shoulder, or say just the right words to make her smile. But Renji knew there was no chance of that, whatever had happened.

"Rukia," he began, trying to choose his words carefully. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" That hadn't always been the case, but Renji wanted more than ever to make it true now.

There were tiny, extremely tiny, parts of him that yearned for the old days, when they could lie out under the stars like this and talk for hours about their future and their dreams and how one day they'd leave Rukongai behind. Things had been a lot simpler then.

His hands lay useless at his sides, slowly clenching. Why was he never able to fix things and make Rukia happy?

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chappi_fan August 18 2009, 05:47:29 UTC
Rukia shifted to bring her legs in front of her, sitting like she would in a chair. She cast a glance upwards at the moon and let her eyes linger. It reminded her of Sode no Shirayuki, the blade bound to her very soul. The Zanpakutou had offered its own form of comfort merely in being by her side. No words were spoken between them, yet she could sense what the blade meant to convey.

She was silent for a moment in response to his words. "...Thank you, Renji."

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