Ambition
Series: Bleach
Characters: Momo, Izuru
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach.
Title: Ambition
Rating: G
Genre: Angst
Summary: Certain vows should not be made for the sake of ones well being.
Warnings: Vague spoilers for the Soul Society arc.
They both had a purpose. The words were carved into the core of their minds when they were given the uniform indicating their official ranks as a shinigami.
Momo swore she would fight for Sousuke and everyone. Especially as she was assigned to the 5th Division, her vow could be taken a step further. It was absolute, she would fight to the death for the man she idol worshiped. No one would be able to stand between her and her captain. Not even a close friend, no matter how legitimate the reason sounded.
Izuru swore he would protect her. When put into the same division, he was sure he would be able to keep a close eye on her. However, when he was promoted to 3rd Division lieutenant, an additional goal was put alongside the initial promise; to follow Gin's each and every order, and serve as the model adjutant for the man. Not even the commander-general would be able to sway his loyal mind. He would hold to both of his words, even if at any point it would seem nearly impossible to carry out both.
She didn't notice how hollow and fake her path was.
He found out the hard way that his vows coincided one another.
And they both had their ambitions trampled over and tossed aside.
The initial shock had been shaken off on Izuru's part. He endured the horrors of facing the one woman he promised himself to safe from a world of pain as he was the one to send her to its jaws. It didn't bother him that he was imprisoned for his actions - it was more irritating that he had broken that oath. Even after the first set of chaotic events, he only ended up further shredding those first words into tiny pieces, while the second purpose flourished what with his blind allegiance.
Momo's sanity did not live through square one. The sight had been unbearable, and she had felt her mind shatter with ease. She had screamed, thrashed about, and eventually came to the conclusion that he had done it all. Her words were brought to the surface, and she assaulted the murderer, or at least attempted to. She continued to replay that vow in her senses repeatedly, holding true to the last part of her goal; Izuru had intercepted her attack. So she would go through him. For sure she would throw off all in her path to achieve that one goal of putting her captain to rest.
The aftermath was no better. Izuru found himself free from his captain's suffocating atmosphere, but the feeling of being left behind after all he had done was crushing. His belief and only remaining purpose had worked against him, crushing the remaining bit of confidence he possessed. He could not keep up.
Momo was in a world of her own. She was incapable of separating logic from nonsense, at the beginning. Soon she recovered from the sudden lapse of shock, but held her accusation of that man as solid as steel. Her belief was too strong.
He had fallen as a shinigami for making foolish promises.
She had lost her way as a lieutenant for drowning in admiration.
They had both failed.
Characters: Momo, Izuru
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach.
Title: Ambition
Rating: G
Genre: Angst
Summary: Certain vows should not be made for the sake of ones well being.
Warnings: Vague spoilers for the Soul Society arc.
They both had a purpose. The words were carved into the core of their minds when they were given the uniform indicating their official ranks as a shinigami.
Momo swore she would fight for Sousuke and everyone. Especially as she was assigned to the 5th Division, her vow could be taken a step further. It was absolute, she would fight to the death for the man she idol worshiped. No one would be able to stand between her and her captain. Not even a close friend, no matter how legitimate the reason sounded.
Izuru swore he would protect her. When put into the same division, he was sure he would be able to keep a close eye on her. However, when he was promoted to 3rd Division lieutenant, an additional goal was put alongside the initial promise; to follow Gin's each and every order, and serve as the model adjutant for the man. Not even the commander-general would be able to sway his loyal mind. He would hold to both of his words, even if at any point it would seem nearly impossible to carry out both.
She didn't notice how hollow and fake her path was.
He found out the hard way that his vows coincided one another.
And they both had their ambitions trampled over and tossed aside.
The initial shock had been shaken off on Izuru's part. He endured the horrors of facing the one woman he promised himself to safe from a world of pain as he was the one to send her to its jaws. It didn't bother him that he was imprisoned for his actions - it was more irritating that he had broken that oath. Even after the first set of chaotic events, he only ended up further shredding those first words into tiny pieces, while the second purpose flourished what with his blind allegiance.
Momo's sanity did not live through square one. The sight had been unbearable, and she had felt her mind shatter with ease. She had screamed, thrashed about, and eventually came to the conclusion that he had done it all. Her words were brought to the surface, and she assaulted the murderer, or at least attempted to. She continued to replay that vow in her senses repeatedly, holding true to the last part of her goal; Izuru had intercepted her attack. So she would go through him. For sure she would throw off all in her path to achieve that one goal of putting her captain to rest.
The aftermath was no better. Izuru found himself free from his captain's suffocating atmosphere, but the feeling of being left behind after all he had done was crushing. His belief and only remaining purpose had worked against him, crushing the remaining bit of confidence he possessed. He could not keep up.
Momo was in a world of her own. She was incapable of separating logic from nonsense, at the beginning. Soon she recovered from the sudden lapse of shock, but held her accusation of that man as solid as steel. Her belief was too strong.
He had fallen as a shinigami for making foolish promises.
She had lost her way as a lieutenant for drowning in admiration.
They had both failed.