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Forged Confessions	By : BookMaggot Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male > Ukitake/Shunsui Views: 3963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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A/N See shouldn't make deadlines lol. Well at least I got it up. This chapter is very short I wanted to add more but after doing so I felt it took away the focus of what I wanted in this chapter. The dialogue flowed well for me here but I could just be under an illusion. Again if anything wasn't right or it didn't sit well with you by all means let me know I am always open for any concrit :)
Raymy: Just want to say thank for pointing out my mistake with Melting Snow, I will fix that as soon as I can scrape together the strength to do it >_<. Also thanks for all your other reviews I really appreciate them, and take them all to heart :)
To all you other wonderful reviewers: Thank you for your continued support. You make all this worth it and very enjoyable to do! Thanks again and I hope you all enjoy the update!
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Holding On
Stars slid by and slowly faded into morning.
The infirmary stood stark against the desolate sky, the energies within a mix of worry and fear. The sun slipped over the horizon, its light casting yellow rays into the window. They spilled over the white bed sheets, and died them gold.
Retsu cast a shadow over the bed as she checked the monitors and machines. The steady pulse boomed in the room, it was the only sound to break the stark silence. Her eyes travelled to his thin form. The light illuminated the pale and gaunt face. He looked like death, one night of hell and he looked as if he’d been here for months.
She reached out and took his cold hand, her fingers tracing the blue veins. A cold fear had settled in her heart. An unshakable fear she could not conquer. Not until she knew she could help him. But here in this room she could feel it, the taste of death. She could feel he was… ebbing away. Like a dying fire with no fuel to kindle the flame.
Her grip tightened.
She was not weak or sniveling. But standing by and watching a friend withering away into nothing was hard to bear, and it could crack the hardest of resolves.
“Unohana-taichou,”
The heavy voice pulled her from her somber thoughts but she didn’t need to look up to know who it was.
“Soutaichou,” she greeted but was unable to tear her eyes away. She could feel her sensei’s power shift, pulling in. It was his strange way of showing comfort and respect. He could sense her distress.
“I see Shunsui has yet to come,” he said after a lengthy pause.
“Hai,” she replied, “He has not come all day,”
Another stiff silence followed in which she wondered herself where the drunkard was. Usually when Jushiro took ill the man was here before he was. They were so… in tune so fulfilling of each, a perfect balance, and yet Shunsui had yet to show up. It was worrisome.
“Jushiro is not well,” he stated, not asked and slowly moved closer to stand across from her by the bed.
“No,” she replied, and finally pulled her eyes away from those gaunt cheeks, “He is not,” she was speaking shortly but for the first time in her life she felt so hollow. As if all the life was being sucked out of her. It might be exhaustion but she knew better.
Yamamoto nodded at her words, “How long before he recuperates?”
Restu smiled at that. He never even considered she might not save him, he never considered that Jushiro would or could ever die. But this was different. Her smile faded, “He won’t”
His frown deepened, and his eyes opened slowly to stare at her fiercely. “Explain,” his voice was burning like his soul and Restu sighed softly before answering.
“Every time he comes here with sickness, pain, disease or injury,” she started, her hand still tracing his gently, “He fights,” she broke away from the hard gaze, “He fights and hopes, and keeps on going until I am certain he must fail. But he never does” she smiled softly, “Because he helps us, because he fights with us…”
Her throat tightened
“But this time…” she faltered briefly, “This time he is fighting against us, he is pushing us away… as if he…” she shook her head, “As if he wants to die,” her voice wavered softly and she stopped a moment to collect herself.
“I can’t help him, sir” she turned to him, her eyes shinning with unshed tears, “Because he doesn’t want to be helped,”
The heavy silence filled the room. The steady beeps of the heart monitor both a relief and a torture. Yamamoto ‘hm’d’ quietly, his own eyes now staring solemnly at his star pupil and dear friend.
It would be easy to say he was the Commander’s favourite but even if it were true anyone who knew them could see why. Jushiro understood the commander, and in turn the commander both loved and cherished Jushiro for his life and spirit.
In some ways they were complete opposites. Yamamoto was harsh and unforgiving, Jushiro kind and understanding, but that same kindness seemed to wash over to Yamamoto and fill him up with patience.
Jushiro had always been good in filling people up.
“Do what you can,” he said and spared a last lingering gaze at his pupil before turning away.
“I will,” she said softly and watched him leave with a heavy heart, quietly wondering if this was to be her last battle for Jushiro’s life, and wishing Shunsui was by her side to help her win this battle.
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Updated!.... finally >_> lol
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