Is this the whole picture
or is it just the start?
Is this the way you love me?
You're capturing my heart
I used to try and walk alone
I could remember, albeit faintly, my life before Ichigo Kurosaki. To say it was difficult would be a serious understatement. My life in Rukongai, getting adopted, and, most importantly, Kaien's death, had been the worst days of my life.
I'd nearly gone insane with all the hardship, until I met Ichigo, that moron.
But I've begun to grow
and when you tell me just to rest
I'm finally letting go
I let go
How did it happen again? Oh… right.
The war.
Aizen… had come up from behind… and… and… Oh, my God.
He nearly killed me. The next thing I remembered was… the soft warmth coming from Inoue's healing. It was comforting. But not even the awesome power of Orihime could reject these wounds. They were… too great. I could have fallen asleep, if it weren't for Ichigo coming up and yelling my name.
Unohana had told us we had better get back to give me proper medical treatment, which was just a fancy way of saying I was going to die. Ichigo didn't seem to think so, because the next thing I knew, I was being carried away, to the Senkaimon.
You took me to the hospital room… telling me to rest.
I just wanted to forget, to let go.
And I know, I'm ok
you cradle me gently
Wrapped in your arms... I'm home
"I don't want to…" I murmur. "Let me sleep… please…" Unohana and Isane haven't done anything, so I know I'm a lost cause. He shakes his head defiantly. "No way, Rukia. We've been through too damn much for you to give up now. So you've gotta hang in there, okay?"
I didn't answer. He gripped my hand tighter. "Okay?" I nodded weakly, guilty that I'm lying to him in my final hour. "Okay!" He said, a bit brighter, but not quite.
"Hold me…" I whispered. Normally, I would have had to have been drunk with the strongest sake in the world and high on crack before I would ever ask Ichigo Kurosaki to hold me.
But, right then, I felt like I needed some reassurance that I would make it out, even though we both knew I wouldn't. He compiled almost immediately, and I sighed contentedly. My entire body felt cold, but he made it that much warmer.
He rocked me back and forth, murmuring nonsense words, telling me it would be okay.
It wouldn't.
I'm seeing so much clearer
Looking through your eyes
I could never find a safer place
When I looked up, into his ocher eyes, my heart almost stopped.
He was crying. Well… almost. His eyes were glossy with unshed tears, and all I wanted was to wipe them away. I wanted to, but I couldn't. I was… too weak.
Even if I tried
Tears were stinging my eyes, too. I didn't want to die. Not yet.
Not when there was so much left unsaid.
All the times I've needed you
you've never left my side
I'm clinging to your every word
"Do you remember… my birthday, last year?"
I chuckled, recalling the memory. It was one of the best days of my life. It was just us, just Ichigo, just me, Inoue, Ishida, Chad, and Renji.
Just us.
"I do." My voice was rusty, and sounded like I was about to fall asleep. "No one dared to eat the cake Orihime made until your dad got there with the chocolate one." My breathing slowed, remembering faintly what had happened.
The people… the presents… the laughter, the joy…
I want to go back.
"Don't leave me." I whispered.
His grip tightened. "I won't."
Don't ever let me go
don't let go
Don't let me go.
I wouldn't dream of it.
My eyes closed, and I knew, I wouldn't open them for a long, long time…
Wrap me in your arms, and don't ever let me go.
A/N: Hoped you guys liked it! Tell me if you want me to continue it with either a happy ending, or leave it here full of sadness.
Wrapped in Your Arms is by Fireflight.
-TMU
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