No Heart Warming Stories…
No Heart Warming Stories…
By Amethyst Ichigo
Disclaimer: if I really owned Bleach do you think I'd be writing this?
Warning: Emo-like Ichigo but WILL get better!
Chapter 1-The No Purpose Strawberry
Maybe it was my mother's death.
Just maybe, it had to do with my family's murder, I wasn't quite sure. Sometimes he wondered how anyone could live on the streets as he did and keep some shred of sanity.
He couldn't remember when exactly he had ended up on the street; he just knew it had been a while. But he gathered that it had been a few years. A few years, at least, because he remembered distantly the beatings he had endured, and the sadness the he felt upon being left alone when he came to the streets.
He couldn't even remember how to use his voice, since he hadn't spoken a word since the murders.
He was never let out of his pain.
Every night he saw their murders and blamed himself for not being able to save them, to help them, anything, and he felt himself die a little more as the rest of his memories fell into the void that had existed within him.
It was usually when he realized how pathetic he was that he tried to kill himself, that he heard two other voices in his head.
The person who looked and sounded disturbingly like him, was called Hichigo, while the second much more quieter voice was Zangetsu, and both work to make sure Ichigo stayed alive no matter how bad thing got.
But as days passed Ichigo fought to survive by stealing money from random passerby's and sleeping in abandoned houses. Even though he didn't have much to start out with he carried a small backpack which contained several articles of clothing, a blanket, and an empty bottle he used to carry water.
It was a saddening experience knowing that even though Ichigo was alive, he wasn't alive in the ways that truly mattered.
He had no emotions of any kind, no memories of his former self and no reason for being: he was unnecessary.
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"Your stomach's growling King."
"So it is."
His other half chuckled at the reply, and Ichigo could sense his other half tilting his head and examining him carefully.
"Go get some food before ya' die, Aibou."
"Yes…"
Ichigo went on his way not noticing a pair of eyes following him as he walked away…
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A/N: READ AND REVIEW! It gets better i promise!