Chapter 1: The dream

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-grimmjow

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-grimmjow

~dream~

Eyes. Big watery gray eyes.
Tears. Always there.
Hair. Orange. Soft.
Body. Curved to perfection.
Her. Beautiful. Pure.

The same girl. Always there. She won't go away. She haunts me.

She stands in the night all alone. One with the moon and the stars. Her tears are always there. Oh how I long to hold her in my arms.

I need to reach her. I need to save her. She doesn't see me though. She stares into the night. My walking turns into running.

I can never reach her. No matter how hard I try she's always too far away. I want to wipe her tears away. I NEED her in my embrace.

Finally I fall to my knees and stare at her. I cant go on. "Why?" I asked her. "Why do you always do this to me? Why can't you leave me alone?" But I knew deep down that I didn't want her to leave.

Am I crazy to say that I love her torture? I love the pain she causes me, welcoming it completely. Though it pains me to say she probably isn't real.

In my dreams... She haunts my very being. She's the only one whom I can show my true self to.

What a funny thing to say. Espadas are suppose to be so much more than this. What is this feeling? The feeling I long to feel again when I wake? I'm appalled I could even feel such a thing.

As always the woman didn't respond. It's no use yelling. I've tried everything. I lay back and find myself in the white sand of houco mundo. I stare back at the sky. No stars.

What did I do to deserve such a fate? Seeing someone you care for so much it pains you but never being able to reach them?

Don't you hate it how fate tricks you in the cruelest ways? If there is even a god out there how could he play such a cruel joke on me?

It's always the same dream. Most of the time I would waist away sitting in darkness after seeing her once more. Each time she was more beautiful than the last.

Each time i saw her it was as if she got me an inch closer to sanity. Each night I saw her would help me get through the next day hoping to see her again soon. Hoping that she wouldn't disappear.

Well she couldn't really leave anyway right? She's just a figment of my imagination. If I keep thinking of her will she stay forever?

If I die would I finally be able to touch her? Would we be together for eternity?

"Grimmjow" i hear the voice echo in my mind. I look over completely flabbergasted at what awaited me.

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