#5 Ocean; Senbonzakura/Byakuya
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sinful_lynxTitle: Comfort on an Ocean of Waves
Fandom: Bleach
Characters/Pairings: Senbonzakura/Byakuya; Ichigo
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Author Note: -o- Nothing to say, really
Summary: Somehow, the only thing that brings him comfort is this distance between him and reality created by his bankai.
The table can be found here.
"Bankai. Scatter, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi."
Between them is like an ocean of pink, tiny blades flowing through like waves, responding to the hand of a higher power, just like the ocean he's head so much of, yet never had much of a chance to see. Every so often, the sea will part and allow a tuft of orange hair to peek through the countless blades, only to move and swallow the view again.
Senbonzakura acts on his own, he can sense it. While he has ultimate control over him, he can tell he's adding his own influence, reacting when he lets his mind wander for a brief moment.
You needn't think about anything but winning, Master.
And it's his cue to move. In the few seconds he stops, thinks that this boy may be able to do what he cannot, he's back on track, following the voice of his spirit to keep his resolve up. It's all he can do, all he can hope for. He makes it more about a battle of pride, fighting this boy because he has the gall to tread on shinigami territory, to pass that ridiculous farce off as a bankai, to think he could trample on the laws thousands of years in the making.
This ocean of dancing, deadly pink, this ocean Senbonzakura has provided... it is comforting.
Fandom: Bleach
Characters/Pairings: Senbonzakura/Byakuya; Ichigo
Rating: PG
Warnings: None.
Author Note: -o- Nothing to say, really
Summary: Somehow, the only thing that brings him comfort is this distance between him and reality created by his bankai.
The table can be found here.
"Bankai. Scatter, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi."
Between them is like an ocean of pink, tiny blades flowing through like waves, responding to the hand of a higher power, just like the ocean he's head so much of, yet never had much of a chance to see. Every so often, the sea will part and allow a tuft of orange hair to peek through the countless blades, only to move and swallow the view again.
Senbonzakura acts on his own, he can sense it. While he has ultimate control over him, he can tell he's adding his own influence, reacting when he lets his mind wander for a brief moment.
You needn't think about anything but winning, Master.
And it's his cue to move. In the few seconds he stops, thinks that this boy may be able to do what he cannot, he's back on track, following the voice of his spirit to keep his resolve up. It's all he can do, all he can hope for. He makes it more about a battle of pride, fighting this boy because he has the gall to tread on shinigami territory, to pass that ridiculous farce off as a bankai, to think he could trample on the laws thousands of years in the making.
This ocean of dancing, deadly pink, this ocean Senbonzakura has provided... it is comforting.
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Date: 2010-03-30 04:07 pm (UTC)♥
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Date: 2010-04-29 02:39 am (UTC)I loved writing this one, for that line particularly. I just knew I wanted to use it so I had to stick it in somewhere. <3 I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thank you.
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