Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ White Concerto: Groove ❯ Musing My Muse II / Ballad of a Brokenheart ( Chapter 9 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
"HOLD THE FUCKING PHONE DUDE!! NO WAY!!!" Ken jumps up from where he was sitting. "MY MOTHER WAS A GODDAMMED ZANPAKUTOU SPIRIT!?!"

Akashi nods. "So how...how did it all get here?"

Slowly rubbing his neck Akashi tries to remember what there was before. "All I remember was fighting Terra Dementia."

"Yeah in that battle they said you died and some speculated that you converted your body into spiritron." Ken begins to pace back and forth in his cell.

"He used a skill that noone but God is allowed to use."

Both of the two inmates look down the hall.

"...Hanashi..."

Akashi stands up and holds the bars. "That's right...I used Genesis Complete 100: Rebirth...and..." Hanashi smashes his hand against the bar with her Zanpakutou.

"Don't you dare fucking talk to me. Finish tell him what you know." She walks over to Ken cell and smiles at him. "Continue."

Akashi holds his hand. "While using Genesis Complete 100 my body was breaking down. I put up a barrier to seperate me from the skill and after that I woke up in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea in the living world. That was five years ago."

Hanashi unlocks Ken's cell. "That was 1 and a half year ago here Akashi." Ken steps out. "You could have stopped it all like I asked you." Hanashi tears up in anger. "You could have just gave up all of that and been a father or atleast a man in Tsubaki's life."

Akashi slumps down, "Terra Dementia was my fault. My creation made to wipe me from existence and the memories of everyone." Akashi puts his hand on Hanashi's shoulder. "But I have dreamt about you for nights. Not knowing who you were but wondering where you were. Or if you were real or just an angel of my dreams."

She shrugs his hand off of her shoulder. "It's too late for this stupid game we played. I was intrigued with you then. I was young and I wanted someone's attention. I wanted his attention." Hanashi clutches her necklace.

She turns and scream at Akashi, "You have no place in my heart! You don't have the right to love me!! Because I don't love you Akashi. I fucking hate you. I fucking hate everything you gave me. I hate that I gave myself to you."

Hanashi bites her bottom lip. "It's my fault yes, but this can work if we just try...you know give it a real chance to work out." Akashi carresses her face and smiles.

"I don't want to...it's too late. I have been Tsubaki's mother by myself." Hanashi pushes Akashi's hand away. "Besides...you love is limited...because nothing comes before your ambitions."

Ken wraps his arms around Hanashi shoulders. "It's ok aunty."

Slowly looking Akashi dead in the eyes, Hanashi speaks softly to him,"I missed you Akashi. But my head says leave you here. Ever since you left...I stopped thinking with my heart. My heart doesn't need poison anymore."

Akashi sits in the corner and puts Yokonami on his lap. "Leave woman..."

Hanashi and Ken make their way out of the prison.

Akashi smiles to himself but not showing his eyes, "I am sorry...I took you for granted. I love you...Hanashi." He lifts his head as tears stream down his face he leans back and cries.

Sitting outside the window...

"Man it's been such a long time since I have seen those two interact with eachother." The man stands up and dusts himself off as he makes his way for Seijou-tou Kyorin. "I should probably recover my sweet Zwei..."

The man shapeshifts into his true form and opens his cellphone. "Un Fluer Eptung...confirmation of Uezama Akashi made. I am going to make a personal visit for a second before leaving for the Arc." Someone speaks on the other end.

"Very well...whatever you say Orta." Eptung shapeshifts yet again and makes his move.