Bleach: Memories In The Rain Novels & Stories

By the time Kenneth Ford finally showed up, I was already soaked through. He wasn't alone. There was a girl under his umbrella, and at well over six feet tall, Kenneth had enough height to shield her almost completely from the rain. He'd tilted the umbrella so far toward her that one side of his shirt was getting drenched, but he didn't seem to care. He just smiled and let her stay tucked safely beside him. Then he saw me, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Sorry, I'm late," he muttered. The girl beside him immediately turned to me. "Hannah, it's my fault. I've gotten so used to sharing Kenneth's umbrella that I asked him to walk me home. And honestly, being tucked up against him m

“I will not act without thinking, no matter how long I have to wait, I have to wait for this opportunity. ************ In autumn, it rains a lot, so the mood changes erratically according to the weather. Palomas Blancas hid in the cave, sadly watching the raindrops fall on the dry leaves, washing the stone steps in front of the cave. She really doesn't like the rain at all, because the raindrops always touch the anxiety in her heart, evoking memories that she wants to forget.

I inhale deeply and exhale, and I gather the courage to move around on these stilt of legs and tell myself, “okay, nut up or shut up, Harper!” As I move towards the bathroom, I note the color of the carpet and stare down at my bare feet. It is a gross military carpet. It is flat, like tile. How do I even know what military carpet looks like? Am I in the military? Is this an army room or facility? This girl is too young to be in the military. She looks like she can barely lift a ten-pound dumbbell, let alone do a military push-up. So why is she here in this room? Why am I here? Why can I not remember anything aside from my name? Everything is fuzzy. Something’s are there, but it is hazy. Over

*GRABS* *THUD* BA-THUMB BA-THUMB BA-THUMB As if just like in the Kdrama I've watched before on the show from the televesion.The world stops for a moment and I only could hear the loud beating sound of my own heart as my body was about to hit the ground when Rain's pair of arms catches me in a second before I could hurt myself and met the hard cold floor.I could smell his sweet cologne and I could also feel his heart beating and his breath was near to my left ear which causes a blood rushes down to my cheeks and the last thing I wish I wouldn't discover was yet to be known right away and I could feel my face going to boil anytime soon.

But I was still not in the mood for calls, so I decided to turn my phone off. I woke up the next morning, I didn't know when I slept in. My head was still banging, and I was reminded that my husband was dead. Last night's event kept replaying, I looked beside my nightstand, I took our wedding portrait and looked at the man I married, The one who left me a widow even though he's been gone for a long time his Memories of us were still fresh in my head. Tears filled my eyes, my sight was blurry, I placed the portrait upside down and made my way to the kitchen counter to take some medications for the headache. Knock knock (someone was knocking)

: The Children Who Remembered --- Rain comes with silence. Not a roar or a storm. Just a soft, steady whisper on the red earth — as if the sky is rinsing memory from the ground. The drops sizzle against the ash but do not boil. They soothe. Mira stands on the ridge above the Mouth, her cloak soaked through. She doesn’t move. She watches the land breathe again. Below her, the vines at the hill’s center have stopped twitching.

Chapter 33 Guilia I tried to imagine it, but I don’t think I’d ever experienced it. Staring through the open window, the rain dropped heavily onto the ground, the breeze carrying a deep scent of moist earth and water. It would be wonderful to have a bath in the rain, and the most important part was that I wouldn’t be alone. He’d be there with me. “No,” I shook my head. “Even if I had, you don’t think it’s possible for me to remember such details now, do you?”

Tasha opened her eyes, she sat on the bed and frowned her face, confused. "Where am I?" She scanned the room, and she was surprised to see herself in her room. "How did I end up here?" She troubled her head to recollect how she ended up in her room, but she remembered nothing. She tried to stand up, but she was too weak to stand up, and she took a deep breath. Malachi came, smiling, with a cup of tea in his hands. “You open your eyes already?”

Nisha was sitting in indian style crying out loudly. "Nisha what happened. Why are you crying". Kriti asked. "There is no rain. I want raainnn.." She shouted and started to throw the beer bottle but Navya grabbed it in a second. All exhaled loudly. " Rain rain rain. I want ( hiccup) rainnn.." " Ok you will get rain but you should come with us without making sound". Meera said. Nisha blinked her eyes and jumped from the table "Sachhi ". Nisha asked with shining eyes.

They stay on the balcony a while longer. The rain doesn't stop. Neither do they.