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I Can't Do It Alone	By : ZackaryAndersonJ Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any recognizable characters, artistic inventions, etcetera. Tite Kubo drew and wrote it, Viz Media published and licensed it. I make no money from writing this fanfiction. Any lyrics posted do not belong to me.

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CHAPTER 2WO: MY HEROINE
The song My Heroine belongs to Silverstein.

Your face arrives again, all hope I had becomes surreal.

But under your covers more torture than pleasure

And just past your lips there's more anger than laughter

Not now or forever will I ever change you

I know that to go on, I'll break you, my habit!
You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had.

I can forget, the times that I was

Lost and depressed from the awful truth

How do you do it?

You're my heroine!
I will save myself!

Isshin was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Well, that would've been an accurate statement if that rock weren't a mountain, and that hard place hadn't been a wall made out of diamonds.
He had a choice to make that was crucial to his life, his business, his wife, and his top priority as of two nights ago. His son. Isshin had to choose between leaving his wife or staying with her. He didn't know if he could deal with raising the boy on his own, especially with his work hours. He didn't know a thing about how to take care of a baby! His wife had no where to go, would probably OD, and wouldn't know how to survive due to his incessant habit of giving her whatever she wanted. He spoiled her rotten. People would undoubtedly cease coming to the clinic if word got around that she was a... user. He'd have no way to pay the bills and then they'd all be out on the streets, or living with Kisuke. Most of all, he wasn't sure if he could handle or even trust the woman with his son.
Their son... Isshin had to remind himself. At the moment though it didn't even feel like it was her child as much as it was his son. He had been thinking on the subject since he had arrived at the hospital. Now that his wife was stable he needed to finally bring an answer to the surface of the body of water he'd slowly been sinking in.
Unable to make a decision by himself he stepped out of the waiting room and sat down on a bench outside. He bummed a cigarette off of a near by doctor, also on a smoke break, and as he stared off into the distance he wondered what went wrong. With his cigarette nearly 3/4th burnt out, he dug into his pocket and withdrew his cell phone and scrolled through his contacts until coming to the name of his recently deceased best friends father. Ginrei Kuchiki. Pressing SEND, he let out what seemed to be the millionth smoke encased sigh he'd let out that night. It was going to be a long night.

Isshin got off the phone with his deceased best friends father, Ginrei Kuchiki an hour later. It had been a long conversation; he'd ended up bumming three more cigarettes from random doctors and having to cry his face and wipe his nose on his sleeve countless times. His previous prediction was already proving to be correct, it was a long day indeed.
Masaki had woken up shortly after arriving at the hospital miraculously. Isshin was on his way to have a word with her. He finally reached her room and went in to let her know about his decision. Before he could even speak, she cut him off, crying hysterically,
"I didn't mean to Isshin, I swear! I'll get clean; I'll never touch it again! Please, I'll be the best wife, an even better mother, I promise, just please don't throw me out! I love you, Isshin, I love you so much!"
Isshin sighed, sending a quick call to Genrei telling him he needed his advice. Masaki was still crying and pleading her case to her torn husband when Ginrei arrived in the room.
"Masaki," the old man cleared his throat calmly. "If you don't calm down they're going to ask us to leave."
Masaki hiccupped and sucked in her lips.
"Are you quite done now, dear?" Letting out little whimpers, she nodded to the best of her abilities. "Good. Now then, while you are away at rehab, Ichigo will be staying at my place; I know little Byakuya will just love him."
"Rehab? I don't-" Isshin looked away from his wife as Ginrei sent her a stern look. She was going to rehab whether she liked it or not.
"Yes Masaki, rehab. This isn't a negotiation. You will go and get better so you can see your son in a year or two, or you will go to jail and see your son as he's hitting puberty... if you didn't already kill him that is..."

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