Shiro is silent while Ichigo talks, and shifts, still as before. He rarely saw the irony in things like this. Doing the exact same thing he was angry at Ichigo about... But he can't respond to any of that because Ichigo is right. And then he can't stop those tears that had been stinging his eyes. Love. Not because he pitied him, but because he loved him. The tears fall, dripping hot and wet onto Ichigo's hands.
Maybe that's what he needed to hear. Needed to hear that he wasn't the weak link here, even though he was physically inept. Needed to hear the reason again. That Ichigo still felt that way, despite taking his sweet ass time. And he was stupid. Of course he was. He was always stupid. He shouldn't be surprised at all.
The Hollow finally, finally, moves, the hole in his chest aching more than normal. He rolls over in Ichigo's arms and sits up... then falls against him, clinging.
"I was scared.... scared I wasn't going to see your stupid ass again... you idiot. Or that'd it'd be so long..." I don't hate you. I just hate how stupid you are sometimes.
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:46 am (UTC)Maybe that's what he needed to hear. Needed to hear that he wasn't the weak link here, even though he was physically inept. Needed to hear the reason again. That Ichigo still felt that way, despite taking his sweet ass time. And he was stupid. Of course he was. He was always stupid. He shouldn't be surprised at all.
The Hollow finally, finally, moves, the hole in his chest aching more than normal. He rolls over in Ichigo's arms and sits up... then falls against him, clinging.
"I was scared.... scared I wasn't going to see your stupid ass again... you idiot. Or that'd it'd be so long..." I don't hate you. I just hate how stupid you are sometimes.