With you

Blood splattered everywhere like red paint from a spray can. My Black Shinigami robes were stained with dark red that continued to seep through my wounds. The hollow's distant screech diminished into a barely audible noise in my ears as I felt my weakened body fall into the brim of unconsciousness. When I faintly, through my partially opened eyes I saw the monster disintegrate into nothingness I let my guard down, fell to my knees and collapsed.

This time, no one was there to catch me. I felt death, it was near........I just wish I could see him, by my side...one last time.

If I knew this was going to happen then I would have treasured those times of untactful bickering, those times when we would fight together side by side....those times that I was with him.

"Hey......Ichigo?"

" hmm?" He said, irratated at being disturbed from..whatever he was doing.

"We will always be together..... right?"

His eyes softened, " Yeah...of course you idiot! What kind of question is that!?"

I smiled at that memory.

But now it was all too late.

I lifted my head slightly to see him lying on the ground I few metres away. It was all my fault.

My fault that his life was twisted.

My fault that his destiny was changed.

My fault that he was in constant danger.

My fault that he had to fight that hollow.

My fault that I wasn't strong enough to help him.

My fault that he's dead.

I felt tears brew inside my eyes as I looked at him.

With my last shreads of strength I reached over, wincing at the strain and grasped his hand. I closed my eyes and lets the tears stream down my face.

I let the blackness overwhelm my mind.

"Ichigo."