[Drabble] [Hitsugaya Toushirou] Numbered
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clearandstrongTitle: Numbered
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Hitsugaya, Matsumoto
Prompt: Numbered
Word Count: 140
Rating: PG
Summary: Not much to tell?
Author's Notes: Just part of my attempt to get back into the swing of writing.
His days were numbered. To the point of which he could no longer say which tomorrow would bring the ending of his existence on this plane, would send him into the next stage in whatever life he had managed to carve out for himself. He wondered if the other captains could feel it; it was in the press of the air on his shoulders and the hair on the back of his neck that never quite rested or let him rest.
He could see it in the haunted look in Matsumoto’s eyes as she greeted him each morning. She was waiting even as he was, hyper vigilant, Haineko ever present at her hip as they worked in silence, neither quite sure what to say that they wouldn’t regret tomorrow.
On the tomorrow that they were never quite sure would come.
Fandom: Bleach
Characters: Hitsugaya, Matsumoto
Prompt: Numbered
Word Count: 140
Rating: PG
Summary: Not much to tell?
Author's Notes: Just part of my attempt to get back into the swing of writing.
His days were numbered. To the point of which he could no longer say which tomorrow would bring the ending of his existence on this plane, would send him into the next stage in whatever life he had managed to carve out for himself. He wondered if the other captains could feel it; it was in the press of the air on his shoulders and the hair on the back of his neck that never quite rested or let him rest.
He could see it in the haunted look in Matsumoto’s eyes as she greeted him each morning. She was waiting even as he was, hyper vigilant, Haineko ever present at her hip as they worked in silence, neither quite sure what to say that they wouldn’t regret tomorrow.
On the tomorrow that they were never quite sure would come.
