Byakuya practiced his swordsmanship in the hottest part of the araw as he had since the time he was ibingiay his first sword. It was the only time he allowed any emotions to pass upon his face without checking them at the door. In this case the practice form wore a spiked kahel mop of hair. Ichigo-Ichigo! No! No! No! The form exploded into a flurry of old clothes and straw. He could feel Rukia slipping away with every moment she was with that disrespectful kahel haired freak of a substitute soul reaper. He yelled his frustration, it had been bad enough to have been beaten not once but twice...

B4 you read my idea you should read where I got my idea from. It's is sa pamamagitan ng the may-akda Qire.

Louie healed Jean's shoulder before he took her back. "Why? Tell me why. What did I do?" Jean cried as he eased her tear streamed face into his own shoulder. Louie only tightened his grip, his emotions far too hot to be comforting. On his arrival to her apartment they were confronted sa pamamagitan ng a well dressed young woman with a warm smile that turned into concern as they neared. "Is everything alright?" Louie nodded. " Just a little over tired. That's all. Excuse us." The young woman stepped aside, but did not...

It took Jamie madami time then she liked to to get everything settled before she could leave. Luckily Steven had been hard pressing the Fuego's but soon had too many homicides due to the puddles of blood left behind in the empty hanger to keep his mind and eye on her. "Good morning Miss Jamie. Where are you off to today?" Her hanger manager Frank sinabi as she parked her motorcycle in its spot. " Any where but here at the moment.Pilots already up Frankie?" Frank nodded. "What do I tell anyone who comes looking?" Jamie smirked. "Tell them the truth but only after I'm gone." Frank bit his lip. "Sorry...

Soul Society-Rongiku's bedroom-Rongiku's dream.

Rongiku found herself in Gin's arms dancing after her 1st successful mission at a living realm club. God she'd loved him then and still did. A kid with a tray of champagne came around to them. "Ah momma you rockin the place with those moving curves." alak growled at the kid. "So-sorry papa bear. Grrr..here have a pass on me." The kid dangled a fancy ginto coin medallion kuwintas from his fingers.Gin snatched it from the kid's hands and snorted. "Oh alak take it easy on him. He's just a kid." alak looked at her and smiled."You want this? Really? Its...

Voro stretched out on the extra large kama alongside a heavily comatosed P.B. Who had made it half way up in the elevator before becoming a problem that only a shot of vellum into the veins could cure. As for the front desk...it had taken a considerable sum of both money and threats to ensure not a word of him or his mga kaibigan got any further.Though if she kept on going she'd leave him no alternative but to bomba her body with an over dose of liquified cocaine and drop her out the window. Which may cause a few to babble, but even then who would care when the toxicology ulat came out.Just another...

Ryuuken Ishada sat smoking on the roof tuktok of his hospital. When a limo came and parked in front of the emergency door. Ishada crushed the cigerett beneath his feet in disgust at such arrogance. Two men came out of the limo, Ryuuken sniffed slightly and plugged his nose immediately. Damn his sensitive senses, death clung to them in a way he usually didn't experience. He thought of his bow, just one pull and it would all be over. At least the smell would be. Ryuuken shook himself and hurried to take care of the nuisance. As he came from the elevator the one in shades said."You the boss around...

Byakuya sat in the school's aklatan thinking over his now closing 6th buwan of teaching. Finding his taste for teaching somehow oddly entertained. Delightfully so, as it made the former substitute soul reaper Ichigo all that madami uncomfortable. As for the boy's intelligence....he was grudgingly actually smarter then he looked. As for the other teachers....the female ones as well as some of the males were somewhat aggressive in their hitting on him. Perhaps he should have worn the ring Keisuke had ibingiay to him sooner. "Oh you should definitely wear one unless you're actually looking for a date."...

Byakuya's comatose body lay in a private room hooked up to monitors and a breathing tube. While blood was slipping into it, it was seeping out from the wounds he had received. Some prayed for his easy passing while others prayed for him to fight on. Either way he did not care, he was not there. Instead he was a child again in his families garden. The seresa blossoms were in full bloom, she never missed the araw of her arrival. Not ever. He rushed to the puno but found her not there, he started to panic."Over here bone head!" She yelled from
over sa pamamagitan ng the koi pond. He ran towards her and fell...

Orihemia sat in front of her mirror. The very same that the angel had been at only a week ago.She found that the imprint moved around, from her chest to her arm. The dragon suddenly rotated and then suddenly disappeared off her shoulder. "Huh? Where did you go?" A voice like a whisper came to her ear. "I am where I have always been child within you." Orihemia paled as it spooked her. She turned expecting to see the dragon, but found an older version of herself but with black glossy hair smiling back at her. "You have very good lungs." The older one sinabi laughing. "Ah-uhmmm-thanks." Orihemia...

KaraKura madami than one taon after Aizen's defeat.

Ichigo walked tahanan in the dying light after spending hours in the school's library. The dream he'd had the night before, had driven him to find some kind of answer to it in the library. It only left him with a bad taste in his mouth as it had gained him nothing but madami questions. His phone rang. Rukia? He sighed. No. Just Yuzu worrying. Maybe it was for the best. He winced. Any ways Renji had been itching for a chance with her and he was a full fledged reaper..... Damn it! His puso nearly stopped with that thought. He'd saved...he grit his...

Jamie rubbed her eyes as she sat at the mesa on an oversized unan that she'd had to ask for as an actual chair seemed too much to come up with. At that thought her hand caught apoy as it did whenever she was perturbed. In this case it was nearly non-stop.
As for the treaty....it was now as tall as the table. Not madami then maybe 2 feet if that. Even though it had been madami then 3000 years she still remembered all the problems from her father's time and her own....she sagged. Not many had ever been solved. The Living Realm had been worse, women had less of a say and treated less then a prized...

P.B. covered what she could of the bruises Voro had ibingiay her. She had worn the wrong color dress for the date. Even though everyone at the party sinabi it was beautiful and made them stand out. Impossible to miss. Tears spilled down ruining the careful blotting out she had done. She needed to break it off but Voro's past girlfriends....went missing. How had this happened? Mira had left leaving her finally on her very own for the real first time but she'd only done so as mom had been on her way, mom or Jamie as she liked to be called now had had one of her episodes. That now had become the norm...

Voro kissed his ladies hand." You're healing very well in a couple of days we can take a morning stroll to view our new empire. You will pag-ibig me, I know you will pag-ibig me....if you don't I will take it out not on you, no I will hunt down and destroy your so called family. I will make it my mission to do so. You do understand, I can't let you go. I pag-ibig you to much to let you go." P.B. swallowed uncomfortably against his promises. There was one thing that Voro did well and that was keeping his promises.
" Rest I will have the good doctor come in and feed you and put some madami of that smelly ointment...