"Normal speech"
'Thoughts'
Flashbacks/dreams
#4#
Tick… Tock…
The pendulum kept its steady rhythm of left to right, never wavering in its strikes and not even hesitating to stop and wait for those that had been left behind.
Tick… Tock…
It stroke once more, keeping up with its never ending dance of ticking and tocking even as many men and women, hollow, shinigami, quincy, human, gave up on living and decided to stay shrouded in the shadows of the past, being left behind by the eternal tick of the unwavering clock.
Tick… Tock…
The pendulum continued on its tracks, never looking into the past, never looking back, always stepping into the future something he came to envy from the clock at some point in time, something he longed for as if it would stop the suffering that just seemed to increase as time flew by, time that for him had just suddenly stopped.
Tick… Tock…
He hated that tick, he really detested the steady rhythm of time leaving him behind but he knew more than anything that he just hated himself, something he had barley come to understand, something he had feared all along and was finally able to accept.
Tick… Tock…
Mostly everyone would like to know when he had started to stay behind. They all knew he had just stopped but when it had started they just couldn't decipher. They couldn't guess if it was when he first lost someone truly dear to him or if it had happened when the war had started to take a turn for the worst.
Tick… Tock…
They never realized that his scowls and smiles were as fake as a nameless zanpaktou being called a real one but they didn't notice… no, more like they were unable to because at some point in time Kurosaki Ichigo had just become a master at concealing his feelings.
Tick… Tock…
Ichigo had actually thought of when he had started to hate the blasted tick of a clock but the only conclusion that he could think of was that he just didn't know. He didn't know if it was the day that he had found Yuzu, Karin and Isshin coated in blood at his doorstep half dead yet half alive. He didn't know if it was the day he had lost his dad, someone from his immediate family that had been there since the beginning even if he had been goofing around most of time. He didn't know if it was the day he had lost the whole Ishida family in one night. He seriously, didn't know.
Tick… Tock…
That pendulum would someday make him go insane he thought to himself, because the more he thought of the situation the more he seemed prone to think he had not lost everyone but rather the fact that he had basically failed to protect them even if he had no fault what so ever.
Tick… Tock…
He really didn't know if the whimpers of pain and anguish triggered such a thing either but he could still hear them so vividly as time went by, time that ticked and tocked in a mocking way that just made the oranget cower more and more by the screams and cries of his allies that just made the clock something to hate even more.
Tick… Tock…
That noise, noise he could so vividly hear even now, laughing at his incompetence of being there and making the yells, whimpers, cries, the ticks so unbearable even in sleep, something that just seemed to drive him crazy even now. Something that just kept running amok through his head…
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Memories of a Broken Soul
FanfictionTime is a weird thing; it can sometimes bring relief and hope, but there are times that it only brings dread. For him, time was as much of a curse as it was a blessing; he had time to grow strong and protect, but the memories of those times could be...
