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The enemy of my enemy	By : ScarlotteOHara Category: Bleach > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 2395 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Alone…

Companion-less...

Deserted...

Forsaken...

Solitary...

Abandoned...

Desolate...

It was such an ugly word, befitting of the ugliness of his current reality. He was alone and lonely, at the very least he would rather be fighting but now he was back to where he was in Hueco Mundo, which had been alone. He sighed inwardly, another day and yet, no battles to fight thankfully, he knew it was only a matter of time before someone or something strong enough found him. He glanced around at the stacks of hollows piled up around the house and wasn't hungry. He knew if he moved about it would only cause more deaths so he had opted to stay in the same spot, he had camped out so the speak, in a house that wasn't too dilapidated, it had once had a good view but the war and piles of hollows surrounding him took care of that. He had spent most of his time sleeping of course as fighting and the mental strain of the current state of the world had more than exhausted him.

After the war he had been unable to move, bleeding and stuck in a crater from where he had hit the earth with such a force of impact that he had altered the landscape. He hadn't wanted to fight; not really, he just fought because he owed a debt. In hindsight he supposed that wasn't really a good reason however he hadn't taken anyone's life the whole time he was fighting, he had simply removed the girl from the battlefield and had ended up being beaten in his first real fight against the shinigami. He shook his head, brown hair dancing and settling back down around his angular face and thoughtful blue grey eyes. He recalled the captains he had fought against and their vast power, he also recalled when he was laying on the ground he had felt their reaitsu flicker and finally fade to nothing. He mourned silently for those captains, for his comrades, for everyone who had fallen in that needless battle and now it had ended up like this.

He was alone again…

Even the other half of his soul was gone...

Was he always destined to be alone? To never find true companions? He slumped down on the broken bed he had mostly taken up residence on since finding the house. Houses were a rarity in the town now most of them having been destroyed by the war and damage, he had been lucky to find this one.

Bleeding and weak he had wandered about town, all he knew is he was steering clear of any reiatsu he sensed no matter how big or small he wanted no part of it. He had finally dragged himself far out of town and away from everyone else when he saw it, a small house. It was a one story brick house with one side of the roof caved in rendering that half unusable, the yard had probably been nice at one point in time but was now covered in scorched earth. He had drug himself to the stoop of the house and found it unlocked, easing himself through the foyer it looked as though side of the house that had collapsed was the living room, dining room and a bedroom, he shuffled to the part that hadn't suffered such demolition. He was happy to note that the kitchen and two bedrooms seemed to be in relative tact, and the bedrooms shared a bathroom. Smiling for the first time since he woke up he went into the bathroom, it was small but would do for him, cream tile was on the floor with brown shag type bath rugs, the counter was a deep brown marble flecked with glints of gold and the shower curtain was a cream color decorated with large dark brown dots. He knew a woman had been in charge of the decorating and his suspicions were confirmed when he began opening drawers and found a straightening iron, makeup and several boxes of feminine hygiene products; well he certainly wouldn't need those. He pushed the shower curtain aside and turned on the water, only the cold water worked however it was still incredible to him, shedding his clothes as if the were on fire he stepped into the welcome water and relished in it falling down his body. Leaning his head back and closing his eyes he let the cool liquid soak through his hair and roll down his face, he felt it snake its way onto his chest, across his wounds; washing away the blood and grime of battle. He reached for the bottle of shampoo and poured a generous amount out onto his heads, working his wavy brown hair into a lather he breathed in the scent of jasmine and rose hips he didn't care if he smelled like a woman, this was bliss. He was clean and had a roof, or rather half a roof, over his head and he was betting there was some form of food in the kitchen somewhere.

He hadn't been one of the lucky ones after the war, he didn't pass out and wake up later nor did he die. He felt as if those people were truly lucky to not witness the terror, the pain and the screaming agony as those who survived were beaten and then taken as slaves, somehow he had been overlooked and escaped that fate at least. He remembered the victors celebrating by stealing, beating or raping the losers. He shuddered as a scene played in his memory, laying there helpless after he had expended all his energy dragging himself out of the crater he had seen a small girl, her brown hair done up in a bun being brutally raped only a few feet away from him. Her screams doing nothing to stop her attacker and she was already too weak to fight back. Blood stained her shinigami uniform and was slowly seeping out onto the earth, her face was covered in dirt, grime and blood as the man had probably beat her first. One eye was swollen shut, her lip split and dribbling blood, bruises bloomed on her small arms, bruises that looked like hand prints there was no doubt in his mind that this was not the first time she had been raped since victory was declared. Briefly she had locked gazes with him, pleading with him; then he watched as realization dawned on her that he himself was helpless. She gave him a soft sweet smile as the man over her continued to brutally rape her, keeping his eyes locked on hers as if to offer some small comfort he watched unable to move while as the man thrust into her then he moved his hand over her throat crushing her windpipe slowly and with a small gurgle she died as he climaxed, pulled out and sprayed his sticky white fluid all over her face in a final act of utter defilement.

Shaking those thoughts from his head he leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes, he knew that what had happened was not his fault yet in a way, wasn't it? He had been on the wrong side, the bad side the side that hurt everyone. The side that after the war, well he didn't want to think about that. Rolling on his side he propped himself up with his elbow, sensing someone nearby, someone familiar. This wasn't someone he wanted to see but he couldn't really afford to be picky about his companions in this wasteland, flaring his reaitsu slightly so they would know he was near he sat back down on the bed and waited.

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