Shitsurakuen/Bleach crossover
Hand turned over hand to flip the sword's point away from her target. A young girl, barely five, was crying at her parent's bedside. It killed her everytime she saw another person, upset and alone in their death, unable to pass on.
"Oh please don't cry, little one, please. It'll be okay." Koharu held a hand out and was relieved when a smaller one grasped and held tight. It was always easier this way.
"They can't hear me or see me. why can't they?"
"It will be ok...I promise." Koharu's whisper into the girls hair distracted her long enough to press the hilt to her forehead, to send her on. Maybe she would see the girl again, but perhaps not.
As she stood, rearranging the folds of her uniform, a butterfly flitted in through the window and lighted on her fingertip. Sora's voice filled her mind, calling her back home. Dinner needed to be made and Koharu was the automatic canidate after all. she didn't mind, it was Sora after all.
Her steps were light as she made her way home.
"Oh please don't cry, little one, please. It'll be okay." Koharu held a hand out and was relieved when a smaller one grasped and held tight. It was always easier this way.
"They can't hear me or see me. why can't they?"
"It will be ok...I promise." Koharu's whisper into the girls hair distracted her long enough to press the hilt to her forehead, to send her on. Maybe she would see the girl again, but perhaps not.
As she stood, rearranging the folds of her uniform, a butterfly flitted in through the window and lighted on her fingertip. Sora's voice filled her mind, calling her back home. Dinner needed to be made and Koharu was the automatic canidate after all. she didn't mind, it was Sora after all.
Her steps were light as she made her way home.