Just something short I wrote... Bleach.
Hardly my best work.
Death Of A ShinigamiLight rain fell upon the cold ground, but the shinigami who had gathered could hardly feel it.
He lay there, so cold, so lifeless, a strand of raven colored hair fell over his eye.
The beautiful white haired captain stood at the coffin, staring silently at him.
This isn't right. This isn't fair. The other captains stood in a circle, a few talking about what they should do next.
A rain drop fell on his face, running down his cheek like a tear.
The young Kuchiki girl stood slightly behind, not quite looking at the coffin, her fists clenched.
Why?The white haired captain coughed softly and kneeled in front of the coffin. "Goodbye my love, my life, my Kaien."
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