7 Days | By : fuusunshine Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 3334 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Sunday
She awoke because the warmth that had been at her back and entwined around her was now gone. She rolled over finding the sheets next to her were cool to the touch. He was standing at her sliding balcony doors as the sun just peeked over the horizon. His hakama pants tied on loosely and low on his hips. His hair still loose and unbound. The golden rays only now chasing away the shadows illuminated his body. She couldn’t help but think he was beautiful. He stared at the sunrise with a scowl. “Renji?” She tentatively asked. He turned startled out of his thoughts.
“Hey kid.”
She remained where she was unsure of what to say. He moved from the window and walked to her bed. He slowly moved his body across hers pressing his weight against her. He softly brushed her hair away from her face and fanned it out on her pillow. Delicately his lips met hers. He kissed her softly toying first with her upper lip then her bottom. Her eyes closed and they remained like that for some time. Finally breaking the contact he moved his head so he could look into her eyes. He chuckled softly. “I… I don’t wanna leave.” He said this more to himself then to Shannon. She suddenly wrapped her arms around him clinging as tightly as she could. She lifted her head off the pillow and tucked it in the crook of his neck breathing in his sent. She clung on to him for dear life then as abruptly she let go.
“Chasing time.” She said. “That is what we have been doing. It’s caught up with us now.” She smiled sadly and ran her hands through his hair. “How much longer?”
“I’m an hour late.” He said nonchalantly.
She sighed heavily and once again clung to him. This time she placed small kisses along his neck, then his jaw and finally his lips. Reluctantly she released him from her grasp. “Time’s up.” She whispered. He slowly moved away from her and gathered his kosode. He put it on and she watched as he adjusted his clothing appropriately. She wrapped the sheet around her body with modesty and stood from the bed. He was once again at her window. She closed the small space between them and rested her hand on his shoulder. He gently grabbed her hand and kissed each finger. He then used both hands to warp something around her wrist and tie it tightly. She looked realizing it was his tie that had held his hair back in his trademark ponytail.
“It’s not much.” He sighed. “To remember. I want you to remember me.”
Shannon smiled sadly. “I don’t think it possible for me to ever forget you.”
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her head against his chest. The embrace was smothering but she moved her arms around him and held on just as tightly. She whispered. “Thank you Renji.”
Not letting go of her he quietly asked “For what?”
“For reminding me what it’s like to be alive.”
His hold on her lessened and he leaned in kissing her lips chastely. Then he whispered her name. “Shannon.” Placing one last gentle kiss on her forehead the air stirred and he was gone.
She stood there simply watching the sun rise. A single tear trailed down her cheek.
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The young woman’s eyes blinked trying to banish the tears that threatened to spill. She had been so wrapped up in her grandmother’s story. She breathed in deeply before speaking. “They never saw each other again?’ The old woman shook her head.
“No, they never saw each other again.”
The girl looked off then regained her focus. She appeared angry and hurt. Her grandmother moved from her seat to sit beside the girl. Wrapping her arm around the young woman’s shoulder she pulled her closer.
“A broken heart is one of the hardest wounds to heal.”
The girl stiffened in her grandmother’s embrace. She knew that first hand. When her grandmother had asked her over to tell her a story before she left she thought it would be happy. Something to cheer her up. Her tale had only pulled at the tender strings barely holding her heart together.
“But.” Her grandmother continued. “To be reminded what it means to be alive is a gift. Life can take you places you had never expected. Pain can await you or happiness. No one knows but none of that can happen if you don’t LIVE.” The old woman placed a hand on either side of her granddaughters face and gazed with a ferocity that surprised the girl. “Live.” She said simply.
The young woman slouched slightly after her grandmother had let her go but suddenly straightened up. She had been walking around in a haze. Just going through the motions. She hadn’t been living she had merely been surviving. How could she ever repay the older woman for bringing that to her attention. “Grandma…”
The old woman smiled softly realizing that her granddaughter had finally realized why she had told her this tale. She began running her fingers through the young woman’s hair combing the knots out. She pulled and tugged until the bulk was positioned high up on the back of the young woman’s head. With one hand the elder undid the tie that had always been around her wrist and wrapped it tightly in her granddaughter’s hair.
The girl reached up and felt the high ponytail and the tie that bound it there. “Grandma… you…”
A small smile graced the old woman’s lips. “Your hair has always been as soft as silk.”
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