Bleach
I Went Down, Down, Down (the Flames Went Higher)
by northpeach, wolfsrainrules
When Ichigo coughed, he felt the familiar taste of iron slip from his lips. He inwardly cursed, both at his injuries and at the weak voices he couldn't make out. He shouldn’t have let his guard down, just because Ginjo and Xcution was dealt with. The Dangai was always dangerous. He shouldn’t have forgotten that. A brush of reiatsu and something moved in his vision- gray and purple. Ichigo pried his eyes open, catching a glimpse of a familiar face.“Jii-san.”Yamamoto Genryuusai placed a gentle hand on his face and Ichigo leaned into it, allowing the darkness to overtake his vision.