Challenge #4 - Rain of Blood

Feb 09, 2006 19:12

He looked at her battered body again. The hole in her chest was so forced that some of her organs were exposed. He glanced at her pitiful figure again-face smeared in blood, hair rustled up, body limp as a doll, scratches on her skin-all of which was his fault. Had it not been for Inoue, Rukia probably would’ve died.

His eyes lifted to look at the golden shield surrounding the girl. Everyone was being useful, everyone except him! Even Inoue, the gentle girl whose soft heart kept her from fighting, was being useful too! At least she could heal people. At least she could be useful. But he…he wasn’t being useful at all!

How come he kept losing? Even before the shinigami gang came, he still wasn’t winning. Everyone else had defeated an arrancar, everybody except him. He may’ve still had his life, but that doesn’t mean he won. His opponent left only because he had something to do, not because Ichigo had beaten him up.

It was obvious he was no match for that arrancar. It was also obvious he was the loser. Why couldn't he protect anyone now? It was his fault Inoue was in her condition, and now it’s his fault Rukia’s in the same condition. He couldn’t help but look at the face of the person he failed to protect, again.

Thank goodness her eyes were still closed. He didn’t want to see that pleading look floating in her pupils again.

So the rain came back.

Except this time, blood was falling from the sky instead.

fics, chpt075

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