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grassangel ([personal profile] grassangel) wrote2007-07-28 10:33 pm

[July 28] [Bleach] Message

Title: Message

Day/Theme: July 28, 2007, 'The quiet things that no one ever knows'
Series: Bleach
Characters/Pairing: Karakura town, focus on Kurosaki house
Rating: PG
Genre: Slightly abstract

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Midnight.

For once, Karakura town is quiet. The usually busy town in one of the wards of Tokyo is at a standstill; a car occasionally ticking along its roads, an office with a couple of late night workers and the few, ever open convenience stores. Houses lining the streets of the suburbs are dark, their lights turned off and all their inhabitants asleep.
There's the clinic, just a few blocks away from the Minamikawase dojo. From the window over looking the street, the one above the faintly lit sign, the small noises of the house can be heard. The clock ticking, the wind shifting outside and the gentle hum of the house; the sound of her breathing behind the closet door, his mutterings and shufflings as he turns in his sleep.

There's peace here, even after a worrying thump rises from the desk and a loud snore errupts from down the hall. It's hard to believe this is one fo the few times it will be calm here. It certainly wasn't calm two weeks ago, when the clinic entrance was smashed in.
An unsaid message floats in the air dangerously, one that may bring havoc upon the household again.

The dark butterfly stops beating it wings against the glass, something you'd never usually see, pulling back and fluttering gently, as if peering into the room. This message can be left unsaid for a while, it isn't that important.

Its wings beat and it's soaring over the city, wings flapping quietly in the moonlight before it dips and its dark wings disappear into the night.


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