Excecution

Inspired by CrazyOnDisplay's short about Hisugaya finding out about Rukia's excection:

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"B-But taichou, w-we were told not to let anyo-"

"I said leave!"

"Y-Yes sir!"

It was quite for a while, the doors quietly sliding shut behind her, signalling the departure of her two guards. It was then, in their solitude, did she turn around to regard him. She was afraid of what he might look like, what he might say. But the sight of his face wasn't what she expected. He looked angry yes, but there was the slight swivel of fear...of sadness. Was he that upset with what she did.

"Hitsugaya-taichou..."

"Why?" It was short and abrupt, all emotions splaying in that one word.

She walked closer, her hands reaching to grasp the cold bars of her confinement. "I-I'm sorry Toushirou...I-I hadn't-"

"Why? Why did you do it? You new the laws of Soul Society, of becoming a shinigami...and yet you defied them! You disgraced not only all of Seirieti, but the Gotie 13! So why, why did you do it?"

'He is mad at me, ashamed of what I did...'

"I-I'm sorry." She wiped away the unshed tears at the corner of her eyes, unwilling to let them fall...yet. "I-I was selfish. I was dying...bleeding from a wound that shouldn't have happened...and the only thing I thought of was...was...was seeing you again." This time she let them go, not bothering to raise her hand to brush them away. No she let them fall, let them fall in front of him, in front of the one man she cared the most for. "I had wanted to see you one last time before I died. Even if you're mad at me, I just wanted to see you again..."

She couldn't finish, her shaking form and blubbering not allowing her to do so. But she didn't have to, she said all she needed to say, and it didn't matter whether or not he cared.

She was surprised, to say the least, when he was before her, his hand reaching through the gaps of the bars. It was surprising how his hands were so soft upon her face, his thumbs gently rubbing away the wet trails left on her cheeks. He was so kind, and has always been so kind with her, whether she were at fault for something or not.

He leaned his head against her jail cell, his eyes softening as his gaze met hers. He didn't hate her, she could tell, for the eyes were said to be the windows to the soul. And in his eyes, she saw herself, and she saw their happiness.

"Shhh...Rukia...I could never, in a million years, be mad at you, nor would I let you die." He smiled at her, making her eyes sparkle with comfort. "I am only upset to see you where you don't deserve to be...in this cell. And I will never let them kill you...even if I have to face Yamamoto-geryusai, or the king himself!"

She smiled at him, her eyes glittering with more tears at his confession. She would tell him not to, tell him that she will accept her fate, but she new he would not turn back or let her die. He was too stubborn that way, she found that out many years ago.

Clasping his hand in her own, she raised it to her lips and kissed his hand before whispering back, "You, Toushirou Hitsugaya, is what I live for..."

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