My very first Kill la Kill fic! Yay!

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This is weird. I feel weird. Everything is...floating. No, wait, I think that's me.

These slow, foggy and sloppy thoughts coursed through Senketsu's mind as his fibres were floating around. He had done his best to reassemble himself, half of his top part and his eyes were back together. Unfortunately, without the help of fingers and sewing tools this was a near futile effort. Why was he even trying? He was supposed to be dead anyway.

No, shut up me. I'm alive dammit. At the very least I'm getting back together.

Senketsu had awoken in some weird place after he 'died'. He had been falling back to Earth with Ryuko. He had said his goodbye before he unravelled before her.

He was supposed to have died. His fibres dissipated and he should cease to exist. However, here he was, floating in pieces within some strange void.

Senketsu sighed as another one of his fibres floated closer. He weakly pushed himself towards it and was able to make contact. It took most of his willpower to get it to weave in between several other sloppily placed fibres.

Senketsu heaved in tiredness when he deemed it to be good enough.

But good enough isn't perfect.

Senketsu could only imagine what he looked like at the moment. He was sort of glad that there was nothing he could look at himself with in this place. He didn't want to know how much of a lost cause he was.

But even if I get myself back to together, it's not like there's anyone around to wear me. What's the point of clothing if there is no one to clothe. I miss Ryuko.

It was with that thought that something else floated into his blurry vision. It was one of his fibres, but it was coated in something. Wait, could it be...

Blood?

Senketsu pushed himself towards it. When he got close, the nothingness around him disappeared momentarily as his senses were overflowing with the lovely familiar scent of Ryuko's wonderful life giving blood.

Ryuko.

Senketsu pushed himself closer to it until what little of himself made contact with the fibre. A small surge of energy shocked him as he absorbed the blood.

Yes. This is us.

Powered with newfound energy Senketsu continued, to float around and put himself back together. It was still rather slow but slightly faster than before.

Senketsu continued this for a while longer until the energy surge from what little of Ryuko's blood he had found faded away.

Senketsu sighed sadly.

I miss it already.

Senketsu lowered his seeing eye and just as he did, there was a bright flash of light at the corner of his vision. The sudden flash reminiscent of Kiryuins.

Senketsu turned himself around to see the source of the light. There was a sort of tunnel, and the light was pouring out of it.

I'm supposed to be dead...don't go into the light. Isn't that what they always say? Don't go into the light?

As Senketsu debated with himself, he heard a faint yet distinct voice emanate from the light tunnel.

NOOOO!

Wait, is that...could it be...Ryuko? Ryuko is that you?

Come on! Come on!

Yes. I'm coming Ryuko!

Senketsu got closer and was sucked into the light.

He woke up on a sidewalk. He looked around and saw his other fibres laying in tatters around him. Senketsu tried to get up but found that he could no longer move.

Great. This is just great. What the hell am I gonna do now?

"Huh? What's this?" Someone spoke.

Had he possessed the ability of movement, Senketsu would have jumped at the sound of the familiar voice.

Senketsu looked up and what he saw made him want to scream and cry in joy. Short hair with a red streak, sharp blue eyes, and questioning look.

Ryuko.

"Wha'?" Ryuko spoke. "An unravelled sailor uniform?"

"NOOOO!" Ryuko shouted as she ran down the street.

"Come on! Come on!" She continued as she turned the corner to see her school bus driving away from the stop.

"Crap!" She hissed as she took off after it. She couldn't keep up with it as it drove up the hill.

Ryuko stopped to catch her breath when she lost sight of the bus.

"Great. Now I'm gonna be late. Again." Ryuko sighed as she proceeded to walk to school.

Ryuko stopped when she noticed some sort of...heap lying on the sidewalk.

"Huh? What's this?" She wondered aloud.

As she got closer, she saw that it was some sort of clothing. However it seemed to be surrounded by its own unravelled material. From what little of it was assembled, it looked like black sailor uniform.

"Wha'? An unravelled sailor uniform?" Ryuko questioned. "Who the heck would just leave it on the side of the street? Jeez."

Ryuko put a finger to her lips before she decided to gather up the tatters and put it in her bag. Being apart of a world wide clothing industry family the idea of just leaving the poor uniform a mess on the street appalled her, and would no doubt disappoint her mother.

She would get someone to help her put it back together when she got home.

Wait! Ryuko wait! It's me! Senketsu!

Senketsu's pleas could not be heard by anyone-as he no longer possessed a mouth-as Ryuko put his pieces in her bag.

Senketsu sighed internally.

Oh well. It could be worse. At least I'm with Ryuko now.

Senketsu looked around the small, dark space he had been put in. There were books, notebooks, a lunch, pencils. However something stitched onto the bag's inside caught his eye.

Property of Ryuko...Kiryuin?

Say what? Yep. Hope it's okay so far.

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