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Super Nova
By: Dark Mother
Disclaimer: I do not own
Bleach or any of its characters. I am not in any way affiliated with
anyone having anything at all to do with the Bleach movies, Bleach
anime, Bleach manga, or Bleach merchandise. I am making no profit and
am gaining no reward for writing this fic. It is purely for
entertainment purposes only.
Warning: Action, violence,
character death, het, drama, angst
Date: 7/13/08
A/N: I have never written an
action fic before, nor have I ever written before for these
characters. Please bear that in mind while reading this fanfic.
Dedication: Dedicated to my
good friend Zab Jade, who was bored and asked me to write her a
story. Hope you like it, Zab!
Everyone had known going in
that this battle was going to be difficult. One of the more difficult
battles they had encountered. There were at least four Arrancar to
start with, and several people battling each one. One of them had
been defeated, which had been a real relief.
They'd thought that since
there would be more people fighting the remaining Arrancar that it
would go faster and hopefully with a few less casualties. However,
this was not the case. Already, more than four Shinigami were down,
one medic had been wounded, and the mod soul Ririn was down.
Nova was doing a good job
of helping. He was mostly on the side lines, helping where he could
when someone was in desperate need. He was probably the reason that
while they head severely injured people so far they didn't know of
anyone who had died in this battle. After all, Nova could only do so
much. And it was obvious that he was getting tired.
He seemed to be watching
Matsumoto quite closely. He had gotten her out of several close calls
already. He watched out of the corner of his eye right now, while her
sword clanged with the Arrancar's weapon. It was generally thought
that this time they may have bitten off more than could chew by
deciding to go ahead with this battle.
The problem was, now they
had no real way of retreating. They'd attempted a retreat twice, but
each time the Arrancar seemed to bear down even worse than before,
forcing them to continue the fight. Blood splattered the ground in
various places. If it had been from only one person, it would
obviously have meant that whoever the victim had been they were dead.
The carnage was lost on those in the direct fighting, they had no
real time to look around at those still unable to be helped by
medics, the green grass that was now stained scarlet. To take their
eyes from their opponents at this stage in the game would be to
commit suicide or sign the death warrants of their comrades.
Matsumoto glared at her
opponent, a very large Arrancar with a nasty grin on his face that
she wanted to wipe from his face. She was not the only one fighting
him, but he seemed to take a liking to suddenly attacking her when
least expected. Twice now he had got gotten her with his weapon
across the abdomen or side by suddenly ignoring a weaker opponent. He
had deliberately let her think his guard was down on her side, but
she had quickly learned her lesson with this one.
She panted and again
charged him, slashing him across the shoulder with her zanpaktou,
causing him to cry out in pain. Once more she heard obscenities
thrown at her, degrading her gender and scruples. She hardly took it
heart, however, seeing as the source was an Arrancar.
More than once she had the
feeling she was being watched, but naturally she thought it was just
her fellow Shinigami fighting alongside her, as the remaining mod
souls in this battle were not in her current fight with this
particular opponent. She had no way of knowing it was Nova, unless
she purposely looked around and she didn't dare.
More clanging, more cursing
and several peels of random cackling from an Arrancar who thought
themselves soon to be triumphant, occurred all at once around the
area as a very large garganta split open in the sky.
As a Menos Grande appeared
at it and began to force the garganta further open so that it could
begin climbing out of it, several Shinigami made the mistake of
taking their eyes off of their opponents to look up in startled
shock. This was not what they needed right now. They were in over
their heads as it was, they didn't have a chance in hell if that
thing got through before they finished. And there was little
possibility that they would get away first.
One of the Arrancar did not
take advantage of this opening, she was looking up at the Menos
Grande as well. But, the Arrancar that Matsumoto had been fighting
took full advantage. He cackled loudly and swiped his weapon directly
for Matsumoto's mid-section, hoping to cut her so deeply even a medic
wouldn't be able to help her back from the brink of death.
Nova, however, was watching
her instead of the Menos Grande. He was fully aware that it was up
there, he didn't need to see it with his eyes to confirm it, but he
knew it was a natural reaction and he worried because her Arrancar
was bent on using any sneaky way he could to kill Matsumoto.
His hunch was right, though
he had no idea the third remaining Arrancar was watching Nova, having
realized he was the one creating the vortexes that were removing the
Shinigami and mod souls from danger whenever possible and
transporting the Arrancar into well-placed danger. He figured it
would be prudent to get rid of Nova the very moment he and everyone
else were distracted.
Nova had the feeling that
he, too, was being watched. Watched by something most unfriendly.
Probably one of the other Arrancar that the others were still
fighting, but he dared not take his eyes off of Matsumoto. His eyes
widened when he realized that she wasn't going to counter her
opponent's attack, she no longer paid attention to him. He
immediately ran closer, very thankful to Urahara more than ever now
for the special power he had given to Nova. The moment he was able to
transport her to safety, away from her Arrancar's blow, he felt a
deep searing pain across his back.
This body was only a vessel
for him, his green pill was the only way to truly destroy him, but he
figured the Arrancar weren't really concerned with that. This one
just wanted him out of commission, but he had to admit to himself it
worked. He was not going to be able to fight in this gigai again, he
knew that much right now. Not unless Urahara could get it and repair
it.
Still, that did not stop
the pain. He could feel it quite easily. The initial blow had not
hurt quite so bad as everything that came next. Falling heavily to
the ground hurt his knees, his chest and his nose, as he had the bad
fortune to land directly upon his nose, which he was certain broke
upon impact. But, not only that, it continued to hurt. The searing
pain became true burning so painful he could not whimper even if he
were prone to making vocal noises. It hurt to breathe, it hurt to do
just about anything requiring movement.
He heard the Arrancar
cackle, apparently thinking it had rendered him a killing blow and
therefore his attention was no longer needed to focus on Nova. The
fighting had resumed full force and from the sound of things,
reinforcements had been called in, probably by the members of 4th
Division who were there, and the Menos Grande was stomping around and
screaming.
Even through all of this he
listened for and heard Matsumoto cry out. Not in pain, but in
surprise. He smiled behind the zipped up mask he had covering him
from the nose down. She was okay, he had gotten her to safety. It was
tricky now, since any area that was safe one moment may not still be
safe by the time he finished transporting a person. But, he had done
it, he'd gotten her to safety.
He would never be able to
tell her, not now and probably not ever, that he really did feel
deeply for her. She was a woman, she was a very voluptuous woman, and
he was far, far too embarrassed to ever tell her the truth of his
feelings. To ever even really let on. She would never know that he
had not just simply happened to glance and realize her danger and
saved her at the expense of his gigai's safety. Or the safety of his
pill, should something have happened to knock it out. If someone
crushed it or if the Menos Grande stepped on it, he would be dead had
that happened.
He didn't want her to know,
however. He liked it this way, this was how he wanted it. It didn't
cause him great inner anguish to know that she was a woman he would
never have. He was too shy to ask for her attention, to put himself
in the way of it on purpose. To even speak to her. To accept it
should she want to get to know him any further.
Not being human or a true
human spirit had it's advantages with that, he supposed. A human
would probably pine over the fact that one day she was going to
probably find a guy she really liked, maybe even marry him, make a
life with him, spend the rest of her...admittedly very long life
should nothing intervene to cut it short...with the guy. But, this
didn't bother Nova. No, not at all did it bother him.
It was a simple reason,
however, as to why not. He knew it could never work with the two of
them, being so different. He being what he was, and she being what
she was. Each existing in different worlds. And it was just enough
for him to know that she was alive, happy and healthy. While, of
course, right now, she was not happy in the midst of a battle that
she and her friends may not come out of, especially with that Menos
Grande out there, even with the reinforcements. But, he could...and
he would...hope that she be alright without his help for the duration
of the rest of this battle.
The last thing he heard,
however, before darkness truly descended upon him was Matsumoto's cry
of warning, of plea for anyone on their side who had a possible spare
moment to get Nova out of the way. But, it was too late, no one was
able to move quickly enough without losing their own life, as well,
as the giant foot of the Menos Grande stomped and flattened Nova's
gigai so thoroughly into the ground that no part of him was not
crushed and flat.
Within the body, even the
green pill had been crushed to powder when a displaced and broken
bone pressed it to such before shattering itself into near powder.
Nova would never get the chance to know that Matsumoto was fully
aware that in battles in which she was in with him present he paid
special attention to her. Just that usually she was not the one that
needed the most help.
Still, it would've been a
comfort to her to know that he had died with a happy thought on his
mind.
Owari
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