A/N: I know this is a bit later than what I had planned...I am so sorry D:. I was not planning on my homework load being so RIDICULOUS. I guess that's what I get for taking an AP, Honors, and college class :/. Anyways...at least it's not like...forever late like the last one right...? That counts for something doesn't it...?

Okay now...I made some changes because one part was anatomically incorrect...I am sorry to all. I should have some some research. Thank you, Olinek, for catching that error. It is very very much appreciated :3

Disclaimer: I though I was forgetting something...no I do not own any characters D:. I only own this sad little plot.

All I can do is run. I can't think or feel, just run.

When I arrive back at my house I waste no time I going to my room and slamming the door. I fall onto my bed and curl up with a pillow and hold it tight against my chest. I wait for the tears to come but none surface. The only thing I feel is a tightening around my heart.

Why…? Why did he do this…? He was my best friend…

I squeeze the pillow even tighter as I feel the ache grow into an overwhelming pain, but the tears still refuse to come.

Was this some kind of sick joke…? He would never do that though…nothing this cruel. I can't take this…there is no reason to suffer like this anymore

I lay there for a few more minutes to come to terms with what I am about to do.

I have to do this…it's the only way to put an end to everything…

I force myself up and walk into the bathroom. I'm aware of what I'm about to do, but it feels more like I am in a dream.

All I pull out this time is the razor blade and set it on the counter. I won't need any of the cleaning supplies. I look up from the drawer and into the mirror only to see that my eyes are dead; they look as if no happiness could ever reach them again. With this final look at my reflection my resolve only strengthens.

What is the point in living if one can feel no happiness?

With this single thought in mind I numbly walk over to the bath tub and turn on the hot water. I figure the heat will only increase the burning of my wounds and I would like to feel as much pain as I can to know that I can still feel something. When the tub is full I turn off the water and take off my shirt, but before I strip completely I feel like should do something; something to make this all final.

I get an idea and walk back into my bedroom half naked and go to my desk to pull out a piece of paper and a pen. Before I begin writing, the reality of what I was about to do finally sank in and I choked up a bit. Even so, I scribble a few lines making sure I use the right words. Nothing sounds quite right the first few times but on the fifth try I'm able to get it perfect. When I finish writing I fold it in half and write his name on the front. I leave the paper there and go back to the task of undressing myself.

Once I am completely naked I go back to the counter to pick up my razor. I play with it a bit nervously before going back to the tub. I stare at the water a few moments before stepping in. At first my body jerks from the shock of such a drastic temperature change but I get accustomed to it soon enough. After I become submerged in the steaming water I take a deep breath in preparation.

I have to go through with this…I have no other choice…he made his decision and now…I'm making mine.

With that last sense of finality I keep my arm under water and slide the blade as deep as I can and drag it down and across my right arm making sure to sever the main blood vessels. The pain is intense and I can feel the hot water surging deep into the fresh wound. Despite the severe pain I switch the blade over to my right hand so that I can make a similar gash on my left arm. Again, the pain is immense, but I keep reminding myself that the end result will be worth it.

After a few moments I already feel the dizzy as I look down into the blood stained water. My breathing becomes shallow and my vision is blacking out.

That didn't take long…I didn't think it would be this fast…

I lean against the back of the tub and relax, letting the darkness slowly take over. Before I am lost completely, though, I can faintly hear something loud but I can't distinguish where it is coming from. I try to concentrate on it but am unable to focus on it much.

"Ichi!" the loud noise displeases me but I have lost too much blood to anything but flinch. He rushes over to kneel by the tub.

My breathing ceases for a moment when I see that he's here. He is out of breath as if he's been running for hours but he is here none the less. The look on his face is one of horror. His eyes are wild with panic and he is frantically looking around; probably trying to find something to stop the bleeding.

"Why Ichi…? Why couldn't you just wait for me to come here? Why did you do this?" I can barely see him but even so it is obvious in his voice that he is distraught. He knows that he's too late.

"I…couldn't w-wait…and t-this…it's the only w-way…" I whisper, not able to speak any louder.

I can feel him grab my hand. He's shaking.

"Damn it Ichi! If you had only waited a bit longer…" his voice is harsh but not loud, like he is speaking more to himself that me.

I can feel the darkness closing in faster now so I speak while I still can, even if it is only a whisper, "Grimm…t-there is note…i-it's on my desk…make s-sure you read it…"

I can barely feel it but he has my hand and squeezes it, "I will Ichi. And you'll be here to read it with me. You're going to be fine." His voice is shaking and I can tell that he is close to crying if he isn't already.

I try to chuckle but all that comes out is a sigh, "I w-won't be…reading it with…y-you Grimm…"

"Stop it! Don't say shit like that Ichi! You're just going to go back to the hospital…and get all fix up again…we can even get you some help to so you won't do this anymore…" Even I can hear the defeat in his voice. I can tell that he just trying to convince himself that I will still be here after today. It makes me a bit sad that I won't see him but I know it's for the best.

"Grimm…t-this is for…the b-best…now you can…be with Hal w-without…worrying about m-me," I can feel my breath shortening and it is becoming harder to speak. I force myself to continue though, "you didn't have…to l-lie about returning my feelings…I would have understood i-if you didn't…"

"Ichi…I didn't lie to you…I have never lied to you about anything." He says it in a confused voice.

"I s-saw you…kissing…" The darkness is taking more of a hold now and I can feel my consciousness slipping, "G-goodbye Grimmjow…I still…lo…"

And that was all I could say before I felt my last breath leave and the darkness take its hold on me forever.

Yes this is a bit short but don't worry there is more in store :3. Reviews would be fantastic my lovely readers XD