Prompt #045 Heart
Title: Beat
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: U
Pairing: IchiHitsu (as always)
Warnings: Slash/two guys in a relationship
Prompt: #045 Heart
Summary: He will never ever forget the lyrics to that song.
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Panic like he had never know before set in when he watched his husband go done and remain there, his majestic wings clipped and crumbling around him. A colossal getsuga tensho ripped from his zanpakuto, screaming with anger, fear, and power, and Ichigo didn't bother checking the status of his opponent before he shunpoed down into the streets below, desperate to get to Toshiro's side.
They both knew that the little tenth division taicho was terrible at taking hard hits, but he should have been able to dodge - he was in the sky - he should have been able to -
Hyorinmaru lay shattered on the concrete, his throne of ice rapidly melting into a pool around Toshiro's still form. Ichigo dropped to his knees beside his husband, heart in his throat, and reached out with a shaking hand to check for a pulse. Blood was gushing out of so many different parts of Toshiro's body that he knew, before he had even placed an ear against the other's chest, that there would be no breath.
He was right.
Later, he wouldn't be able to explain the chilling calm that had overcome him. He would put it down to being a doctor in his human life, due to the lack of a better excuse, for he couldn't deny that, as he linked his fingers together over Toshiro's breastbone and placed his hands firmly on his broken body, he had never been so thankful for knowing first aid.
He didn't know how many compressions he had to do, but he knew the song that had been drilled into his head to time himself during CPR.
Nellie the elephant packed her trunk -
Two fingers tilted Toshiro's head back gently, as if he could still feel the pain.
And said goodbye to the circus -
Two breaths. Check for the rise of the chest.
Off she went with a trumpety-trump -
And repeat.
Trump, trump trump -
Fandom: Bleach
Rating: U
Pairing: IchiHitsu (as always)
Warnings: Slash/two guys in a relationship
Prompt: #045 Heart
Summary: He will never ever forget the lyrics to that song.
~~
Panic like he had never know before set in when he watched his husband go done and remain there, his majestic wings clipped and crumbling around him. A colossal getsuga tensho ripped from his zanpakuto, screaming with anger, fear, and power, and Ichigo didn't bother checking the status of his opponent before he shunpoed down into the streets below, desperate to get to Toshiro's side.
They both knew that the little tenth division taicho was terrible at taking hard hits, but he should have been able to dodge - he was in the sky - he should have been able to -
Hyorinmaru lay shattered on the concrete, his throne of ice rapidly melting into a pool around Toshiro's still form. Ichigo dropped to his knees beside his husband, heart in his throat, and reached out with a shaking hand to check for a pulse. Blood was gushing out of so many different parts of Toshiro's body that he knew, before he had even placed an ear against the other's chest, that there would be no breath.
He was right.
Later, he wouldn't be able to explain the chilling calm that had overcome him. He would put it down to being a doctor in his human life, due to the lack of a better excuse, for he couldn't deny that, as he linked his fingers together over Toshiro's breastbone and placed his hands firmly on his broken body, he had never been so thankful for knowing first aid.
He didn't know how many compressions he had to do, but he knew the song that had been drilled into his head to time himself during CPR.
Nellie the elephant packed her trunk -
Two fingers tilted Toshiro's head back gently, as if he could still feel the pain.
And said goodbye to the circus -
Two breaths. Check for the rise of the chest.
Off she went with a trumpety-trump -
And repeat.
Trump, trump trump -