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Wishful Thinking
By: Vamprina
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Warning: Shounen ai,
language, drama, angst, possible slight OOC, future set
Prompt set: Indigo
Prompt: 01, Look Over Your
Shoulder
Date: 1/25/08
Word Count: 639
Kurosaki Ichigo was not
normally a person for wishful thinking. That isn't to say that he
didn't daydream and that isn't to say that he didn't dwell in the
past about certain things. And, of course he would wonder at times
what his life would have been like had that Hollow never crashed into
his bedroom and Rukia had never gotten hurt and given him her powers.
But, the one thing he
dwelled on more than any of that, the thing that had shoved his
mother's death to a close second when it came to always being on his
mind in some way, was one Abarai Renji.
Perhaps, four years ago
before they had first gotten together as a couple, he wouldn't have
dwelled on any subject having to do with Renji so much. Well, he
would have, but not in such a negative way.
Since they'd broken up,
recently, he kept looking behind him, around him, hoping to see that
Renji had returned from Soul Society to patch things up. He would go
there himself, but as a living soul he was not really allowed into
Soul Society whenever he just simply wanted to. And, it seemed
Urahara wouldn't let him through the damn gate without permission if
it wasn't an emergency. He didn't see how his broken relationship
with his one-time lover wasn't an emergency, but apparently it wasn't
life-or-death enough. Just when the hell had Urahara been so hellbent
on the fucking rules??
Either way, it had been
eight months now. Even he had given up hope that Renji would let him
explain that he had not been over at Keigo's all night because he was
sleeping with him. Regardless of what Renji thought of the guy, he
was still Ichigo's friend. And when he knew a friend was in distress,
he would be there. For as long as it took, every time. And he knew
that this time Keigo had truly been upset. He wasn't just making it
up to get attention. Ichigo had had to be there, damn it!
But, apparently Renji had
had enough time to get pissed off and then let it stew in his head
and dwell on those negative feelings, which created only more intense
negative feelings. And, by the time Ichigo had come home, he hadn't
been able to even get a word in edgewise. He'd yelled back, of course
he had. But, nothing he'd said seemed to make it to Renji's ears, the
redhead was so angry and was yelling at him so loudly there wasn't
room for hearing the words of another person, even Ichigo.
His face had even been red
with anger. And he'd left. He'd left...just like that. And even with
shunpo, Ichigo had not been able to catch up and by the time he got
to Renji, the taller Shinigami had already opened a gate to Soul
Society and stepped through it. It had been disappearing once again
when Ichigo had gotten there and it was too late to go through it.
Unable to open one himself,
and unable to get Urahara to let him through, Ichigo was forced to
walk around the Living World, keeping his eyes peeled and his ears
trained for a stray footstep, a gentle breeze that wasn't natural.
Anything that could indicate that Renji had come back, ready to
listen, ready to do whatever it took to get their feelings sorted out
along with the facts, maybe try again.
“I look over my
shoulder for you, Renji? Do you look over your shoulder, too?”
he whispered, looking up at the night sky full of stars, knowing that
the older Shinigami couldn't hear him from Soul Society, that it
wasn't up there anyway, but wanting so bad to hear an answer. An
answer that never came.
End
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