Last Day [IchiRuki]

Where Moon Is Glowing

Seireitei's suburbs
Evening

Ichigo marched angrily through the Division's corridors.
I'll beat the shit out of this all Yhwach and everyone will be safe he kept telling himself. Of course he couldn't be certain about it, but come on! He is Ichigo! He gained Bankai in three days! He beated Kenpachi! He beated all captains! He beated Aizen! And Espada! What could went wrong?!

But only he seemed to be calm. Nobody said it, but tightened fists and clenched jaws spoke for themselves.

He needed relief. He couldn't hate no one believes in his strength. He promised, didn't he? He swore he'll keep everyone safe. Why wouldn't they just let him do his job.

This time even Rukia lost it. She smiled for him, but he noticed the sadness. The grief. As of it was after all already. How could she doubt? He has always ended up fine. Everyone have.

It hurts that she, even she, was out of hope. Her eyes full of support, yet brows furrowed in anxious scowl.

Rukia... Rukia was the only reason he was here. If it wasn't about friends, about family, about himself, then for sure it was about her.

After all, he knew shinigamis could fight for themselves. As well as his friends that managed so well when he was being pathentic and hepless. As well as his father, who cared about them all these years.

Rukia was tough, he knew it, but it was something about her that didn't let him go. He felt he has to be there, by her side. Maybe it was some kind of complex. Now, when he thought about it, she reminded him of his mother. Caring, protective. Glowing with joy. And even though his mother was so strong, educated, protected!.. She's gone now.

So if today was suppose to be last time he sees known face, he hopes it'll be hers.