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Byakuya walked into the garden feeling suddenly lonely. He thought of his Hisana and paused. Looking at his mother's cây an odd memory came to him. A girl with long red hair bounced lively and carefree among its branches, while he struggled to follow. He had done this many times each time was indeed faster but never fast enough. Never like her, pausing. He followed her graceful movements barely moving a branch as she lit on one to another. His mouth dropping open as he had never seen anything so beautiful.
"Marry me." The girl suddenly fell backwards almost passing him. He snatched her arm, as he struggled to hold on to the branch with his legs she blinked at him with her usual multi-colored eyes that suddenly stayed at one color.
"W...what did bạn say?" Byakuya heaved her up to him.
"You're not deaf. bạn heard me. I tình yêu bạn I want bạn to be my bride." The girl blinked again cleaning out her ears with her pinky. Then she blushed so hard the branch started to smoke. Which made her flustered so much they fell as the branch broke from the fire. Byakuya went over to the cây and reached up and climbed to where it was. The branch was indeed burnt and broken. He looked down, to a child of 8 it would have been a drop yet he didn't remember hitting the ground. In fact he and she had been caught bởi two strong arms in armor....He frowned. "Zen bon Zakura." The spirit appeared. "Yes, my master." Byakuya pointed to the branch below him that was stunted and burnt. Zakura stilled and than disappeared. Zen bon Zakura had never just disappeared before. "Zen bon Zakura!" The spirit came again and sat with him on the branch. "I do not fully remember.... " Byakuya narrowed his eyes at his zenpakuto. "It is unclear like looking through a muddied pond, bạn can't fully see the bottom. But I do remember your mother sitting beneath this cây with the little red headed girl. She made bạn little boots and your mother loved them, even though they were misshapen and too large, your mother put them on your feet." Byakuya blinked. "How could bạn remember my mother?" The sword spirit was silent. "I don't know, all I know was that I was here to protect bạn weather hoặc not the girl was here. She made me when bạn and she went to sleep at night."
Byakuya frowned. "Are bạn my zenpakuto? hoặc hers?"
Zen bon Zakura thought on his questions. He felt he was Byakuya's but also the red haired girls. How could he be both? "Both." Byakuya frowned deeper and narrowed his eyes yet the spirit's words rang true. "Who is the girl?"
Zen bon Zakura started to laugh. "That's funny. bạn don't remember. Of course bạn couldn't quite say her name back than, than again she couldn't say yours either. Captain Shinni and Lt. B ,she couldn't get her tongue to bọc around the rest.. So cute...but that was long ago."
In the high deserts of the arabian Jamie felt the sun try as it could to burn her pale moon light skin as she practiced her deadly skills before the hunt would begin. Yet she felt a shift in mood in the air and sand as if in anticipation, it put her on edge thêm than usual. Perhaps she should go visit her old friend. It wasn't but a half a days ride on horse back....she shook her head she was getting to paranoid over nothing. It had been over a năm since she'd been out on the field. Jitters. Mac and Cleo were also making sure that the other half of their story fit the bill. From diggers permits...
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Byakuya sat at his bàn đọc the slight leather bound book, making notes when it fit Drako's Hoard. When he was done he looked at his notes coming to the only conclusion anyone would make. Drako's Hoard were the smiths they were hunting....he frowned bending his head in thought. It wasn't right and though Captain Zuraki could not remember who they were. He had remembered that the leader had đã đưa ý kiến to tell her grandfather she had no plans on taking the throne. He shook his head. Why use the Soul Society to assassinate a member of the royal family? Especially one that did not want the title....
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Byakuya stilled. "How long have bạn known?" Yamamoto shook his head. "I thought it best to keep it to myself, but now it seems, fate has decided otherwise." Byakuya frowned. "How does one know if one is a Soul Smith?"
Yamamoto looked through the book. "It is here. 13 tribes. 13 children 13 masters. 16 yrs maturity. First born. Always born in a set of twins. With the 2nd being a mage, healer hoặc reaper. Flaming hair, can see ghosts, demons, hollows, reapers, and angels. Usually has a hammer as a weapon but is trained in all forms of combat along with any and all those weapons that they have created."...
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Jamie walked the đường phố, street feeling those big ears that had been listening at the bars and other places she'd visited follow her. Just as she planned. She smiled and when she found the dead end she chose she turned to a crowded alleyway. Bowing she waited. "Heard bạn were looking for us." A squatty, in his 30's gang leader spoke smoking a fat cigar. "I have a deal for all of you." The crowd erupted in thunderous laughter. "The only deal bạn could make would be with that body and pretty face." A tall, thin man who shinned his nails on his áo khoác đã đưa ý kiến with a smirk. The last two leaders just frowned....
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Rukia sat waiting for the assistant to be done pouring the tea. After leaving she waited until the first sip had been taken. "What is a soul smith, headmaster?" The headmaster set down the fragile teacup. "Why are bạn here Lady Rukia?" She frowned. "I saw Ichigo in full reaper uniform." Yamamoto closed his eyes in thought. "What else?" Rukia shook her head. "You know thêm than what is being said. Who are the Soul Smiths?" She đã đưa ý kiến it without using his title.
Yamamoto chuckled. "You also are keeping secrets, Lady Rukia." A knock came at the door. His assistant opened it gently. The High King's...
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Jamie sat on Ichigo's giường looking up at the sky with the lights off curtain's pulled except for the slice that she was looking through. So it wasn't much, but enough for her. Ichigo was put on the đi văng in the living room even though she protested. Yuzu knocked lightly on the door. When she didn't respond Yuzu hesitated and then swallowed before entering into the room. "Are bạn sleeping?" Jamie snorted and turned. "Sorry. I can go." Jamie shook her head. "No I'm sorry. I'm in a rotten mood, but come sit tell me about your life here. Are bạn happy?" Yuzu went to sit on her brother's giường and...
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In my story the reason that Ichigo feels so close to Orihime is that Jamie (Kura's) son promised to protect his sister in a different time period. I'm not sure how I will deal with this part either he will have failed hoặc succeeded in protecting his sister. Yet the promise to protect his sibling has followed his ancestors line up to Ichigo. That is why he feels he must protect her, but not fall for her. This is how I explain it so far, but I'm not Kubo. He just inspired me to see outside the box
from behind the glasses, I see the world through. I guess I see them as the box I'm in, yet it is because of this box I see outside it. I hope bạn like my thoughts and hope bạn will respond. I'll say good night and hope tomorrow finds bạn alive, well and happy.

Sincerely

LovinFlame May 4th 2022 8:54 pm central time USA
Jamie's tìm kiếm had been unending for thêm than a week. Nothing. Jamie had brought up the map they had been working from on the inlaid touch screen computer in the breakfast island. Lips rubbed his desperately in need of a cut blonde hair, as he came to sit with his cereal bowl full of the local brand of sugared ngô flakes. He yawned. "Hmmm....that Uryu really likes to leave us early doesn't he." Jamie just rolled her eyes. "He's trying to be discrete, something bạn could learn from him. Plus we really don't need to involve him in our business. On hàng đầu, đầu trang of that Mira's been training him, so he...
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Sam and Stephen found themselves not at the Angel and Demon but a back water dive. "So much for the r and r. Who would have guest they close that early." Sam sighed as he went to get another drink from bar. Stephen shook his head and sagged in the well worn chair. Suddenly somehow the dive went a shade even darker. "Haven't seen bạn around here before." Kenpachi Zuraki đã đưa ý kiến to the well muscled new comer to his usual bar. "Just visiting." The man sounded calm collected and very bored. "You looking for some excitement."
Sam đã đưa ý kiến as he came carrying two bottles of the best beers that the bar had...
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Mira and P.B. made it to their Uncle Column's hidden sub's dock. "Do bạn want to take the stairs hoặc the elevator?" P.B. asked. Mira wiped away the sweat and put down the pack. "The elevator. Do bạn remember the unlocking numbers?"
P.B. scratched her head and then went forward. "Let me see. January 31. So, it should be 131." Pushing the buttons, she smiled as the doors opened. The air conditioner turned on as the doors closed. Mira sighed and sat on the bag filled with clothes and the few thực phẩm reserves that had been at the cabin.
P.B. sank to her but into the corner allowing the soft hum of the...
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Byakuya paused in nghề viết văn the tiếp theo day's assignment when he felt ice cold deathly anger freeze whatever humanity he had left. He closed his eyes and saw Karen. As she caught a phone and vanish. Dead eyes smiled in a pale face and soon they too disappeared. He breathed in slowly regaining some control over the anger. Blinking he realized none of what he had seen hoặc felt was his. It was hers. Hers? He concentrated on the aura that the feelings had left him with as it dissipated.
It had been months since the dreams had stopped...his feelings still were mixed about the so-called Guardian. Now that...
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Jamie sat quietly in the back of the classroom trying to take her time deciding on just when to walk up and drop her test off in the basket. She had just rolled her eyes for the 16th time when she felt her...Gretcia? It had been over 80 years since the complete destruction of Area 51's underground lab. She had hoped the blast had taken at least Gretcia. Jamie swallowed suddenly stiffened as she felt the child being taken. Cold ngọn lửa, chữa cháy settled in her veins. She walked up and deposited the test in the basket and headed out calmly where she flashed stepped to her locker only to thrust the chó cái, bitch so...
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P.B. practiced her ballet in the school's new practice room. It had been one of mom's allowances when she was young and that was a birthday wish when she was 9, just a năm after their rescue. Mom had even taken the courses with her just to be sure she got trang chủ safely. She had just landed on her toes after making a perfect leap, polite clapping echoed through the mirrored room. A pale youth, with black hair and dead eyes smiled what would have been a handsome smile if there would have been enough meat on the face. It reminded her of death warmed over. "Bravo! That was an excellent leap. Like...
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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 bạn 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 đã đưa ý kiến laughing. "Ah-uhmmm-thanks." Orihemia...
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added by MusicMaker95
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added by LidiaIsabel
Since I've been on Facebook and đọc about the headmaster's death. I worked in a little magic. Being that my main character is a Soul Smith. She made Yamamoto's zenpakuto. With her arrival on the scene in a sense, it has được trao her creation the added strength to preserve its host. Thus, allowing the headmaster to survive when he should have died.

Yamamoto could feel pain, why? He had used all his energy all his power. He should be nothing but ash if even that. Yet he felt the stiffness of his joints the injuries he had taken. He slipped his eyes open seeing the brightness of the sky, looking...
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Keisuki gripped onto the captain's shoulder. Gutsy, risky, and stupid. He flashed to behind one of the big boulders, a di chuyển he didn't do lightly. He didn't like hiển thị that he still had a few things up his sleeve that the society didn't know about.
Byakuya narrowed his eyes at him as Keisuki let go of him.
"Sorry but I wanted to talk to bạn alone for a while longer."
Byakuya frowned even deeper. "What thêm do we have to discuss?" Keisuki rolled his eyes. "Look this will end all your problems, the ones bạn already have plus the ones we added when we made up that story for you. bạn rescue her.......
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Byakuya's eyes closed even as he fought them. He was tired, distraught and too emotional where Jamie was concerned. He shouldn't have gone over, but when Unohana retold him of her workings on the girl that even after a few days still drew an unprecedented pale and no smile from the captain it had disturbed him. "Never in all my life have I seen so much disregard for her own body. But never one so brave, she shames the whole society with her selflessness." She had đã đưa ý kiến and then asked him. "You were there when they took her, were bạn not?" The câu hỏi had caught him off guard, for he had made...
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P.B. covered what she could of the bruises Voro had được trao her. She had worn the wrong color dress for the date. Even though everyone at the party đã đưa ý kiến 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 hoặc Jamie as she liked to be called now had had one of her episodes. That now had become the norm...
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