Day 10: Rain
It was going to be a long night.
Here he was, lying in bed alone, he couldn’t sleep, his children were sleeping but that wouldn’t likely be for long if the distant sounds of thunder were any indication. It was going to rain. And Orihime wasn’t home yet. He would have to face this alone.
The rain had become less of a depressant on Ichigo after Rukia had helped him to begin putting the blame he had burdened himself with, over his mother’s death, to rest. Nowadays, during storms like these, Orihime was normally at his side, holding him, so he could allow himself to believe that he was protecting her from the storm that raged around them. This time, the storm had come when he was totally unprepared and completely alone with his memories and thoughts for company.
Obviously, it began with his mother’s death. Her weight pressed him down into the dirt, but that was nothing compared to the weight that had settled itself firmly on his mind, heart and so
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