Followed from here with @ite--oji
Ichigo didnāt lose a second, tearing some fabric from his shihakusho for getting some material which could work as a bandage. As if that would do a lot... Ishida was in an awful state. It was a miracle that he hadnāt passed out just because of the pain. However, even knowing how grave his injures were, he couldnāt give up on him. He wasnāt going to lose him in that puddle of blood. No.
The boy pressed the fabric onto the bleeding wound, knowing that it had to hurt like hell. But that was the only way to stop the hemorrhage and give Ishida an opportunity.Ā
āS-Shut up, Ishida. Inoue is coming soon, okay? You just have to wait and resist for some more minutes. Youāre stronger than this. I know it. Youāre not gonna leave us like this... I-I will follow you to Soul Society and kick your ass if you do.ā
Was he stammering? His nerves were becoming more evident as the white fabric turned red relentlessly.














