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I Can't Do It Alone	By : ZackaryAndersonJ Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 1NE: I CAN'T DO IT ALONE
The song I Can't Do it Alone belongs to 3Oh!3.

Oh God, God, she's really done it now,

Coked up, her body's all spun around,

Oh yeah, yeah, she's really done it,

And seein' her just isn't something I can stomach,

~Refrain~

This ain't a love song (oh no),

This ain't a broken heart homie singin' only 'cause he's lonely,

This ain't a love song (oh, no, no, no),

This ain't a whiskey-drowned ballad,

There ain't nothing here that's valid,

So tell me baby, pretty baby, that this house is not a graveyard,

Tell me how to stay strong and carry you home,

Over corpses of our long-lost fathers and her unborn daughters,

Cuz God damnit, I can't do it alone.

The sound of cries, exhausted panting, and the scent of blood and sweat filled the room. The origin of the smells and sounds came from a woman on a bloody bed and the little bundle in her arms. It was her first child, and she was on the brink of panicking. A half an hour ago she had called her husband the second her water broke, why wasn't he there? She'd known enough to wipe the baby clean, as much as she could anyway, and cut the umbilical cord, but that was it. She was at a complete loss as to what else she was supposed to do with the kid. Feeling herself close to hyperventilation, she took several long and deep breaths to attempt to calm down. The wavy haired brunette woman lay back on her bed and looked at the sobbing child that lay twitching, convulsing in her arms. Was that normal? It was her first born child, a beautiful son with unnaturally colored hair. He was so small, perhaps smaller then usual but what was she to know? For all she knew they could've easily come out his size! Then again, even through her dope laced mind she knew that the baby wanted something. He probably wanted food most likely. From what her heavily influenced mind remembered, babies seemed to enjoy food quite a lot.
Masaki Kurosaki couldn't exactly relate. She had stopped eating a while back. Instead of wasting her money on something as trivial as food it was all blown to her addiction. And unbeknownst to her, her baby, whom she had thought was healthy, was born not a result of her and her husbands love. No, but of her and her addictions lust. It called to her and told her to drop everything and spend everything on the substance. She'd somehow managed to convince her husband of her sobriety and he'd believed every word of it that she let loose.
With panic setting in at the loud cries of the newborn, Masaki prepped up a needle. Shooting up always helped her clear her mind, and right now her precious baby was making it race. She nearly dropped the needle in shock when the idea hit her.
"If it calms me down then it should calm him down… Duh! Smaller dose though, not too big, maybe... And- and I don't really need food either since I'm on it! It's the perfect substitute..!"
After convincing herself that doing this was the right thing to do and mumbling about dosage sizes for her offspring, Masaki decided that a smaller dose would be the best choice. His body was smaller; therefore it didn't need as much time to kick in. But even though that seemed to be the main train of thought, the lessened hit was due to her selfishness over the drug.
And as she slid the needle out of her baby's tiny little vein, she sighed in relief as he finally stopped crying so loudly. His convulsions were significantly worse for the briefest of seconds, but after that he stopped moving altogether. The new mother slid the 3/4ths full syringe into her own vein and lay down next to where she placed her relaxed baby. Her eyes drifted shut just as her husband opened the door,
"Masaki, my dearrrr! I'm HOO- Masaki? MASAKI? Oh god, Ichigo! No, no, no!"
Several minutes later, after a short and frantic call to 911, police and ambulance sirens and lights were heard and seen as the father sobbed, hugging his baby boy tight to his chest and lightly slapping his cheek,
"Wake up, wake up, wake up son, wake up..."
The mantra-like chant continued as the ambulance took his child away from him, his wife following on a gurney. Isshin was being led to a police car where they would follow the ambulance to the hospital; that very same hospital where Isshin was going to take Masaki to after her call that it was time for the baby to come. Now, instead of delivering his son, they would be trying to save the life of their new born baby. Ichigo Kurosaki; born to Masaki and Isshin Kurosaki on July 15th at 9:52 PM. He was born with orange hair and brown eyes. He weighed 4 pounds, 3 ounces, and was addicted to heroin.

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