For Kirai-Kenji-Mehrab. BEST OF LUCK FOR YOUR EXAMS! (I don't care when you're reading this, I expect a huge review.)

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It's soft as moonlight, dreamy like clouds, cold as snowflakes and hard like the ground. It's everything but beautiful. It's ugly and repulsive and twisted and sick but for now it's enough. So he's content and she's content and everyone's content with the end of a war.

They're smiling like its okay and laughing like its fine but it isn't and the blood on the tip of their swords won't disappear.

But Inoue is here with her sunshine smiles and shaking hands. Ishida is still alive with his sharp words and broken pride. Sado is still walking with his somber quietness and scarred soul. Renji is still breathing, taking in small pained gasps of air and pretending it doesn't hurt. Everyone he cares or and she cares for are pretending to be alright.

So he pretends to fights with her like he usually does and she yells at him like she usually likes to.

At the end of the night, they'll make up and they'll head home and let the unshed tears roll down their cheeks. They won't say anything and find comfort in each other's presence.

He'll pretend he doesn't know that about Sado's fists slamming onto the wall covered with dry blood. She'll act like she doesn't care about the blade that's being pressed against Ishida's wrist. He'll believe Inoue's not sobbing and screaming and wanting to die in her room. She'll believe it's certain Renji will see morning light. They'll pretend there is no funeral waiting tomorrow.

They turn their backs to to the world because they're selfish and in love.

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(Is this love?)

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fin.

What. was. this.

It's the first time I wrote something for a pairing I don't ship. so ah well.

Review?

Edit: fixed a little something because that was just unrealistic. Thanks to JustGrace13 for poniting that out.