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Byakuya walked into the garden feeling suddenly lonely. He thought of his Hisana and paused. Looking at his mother's 木, ツリー 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 あなた say?" Byakuya heaved her up to him.
"You're not deaf. あなた heard me. I 愛 あなた I want あなた 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 木, ツリー 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 によって 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, あなた can't fully see the bottom. But I do remember your mother sitting beneath this 木, ツリー with the little red headed girl. She made あなた 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 あなた remember my mother?" The sword spirit was silent. "I don't know, all I know was that I was here to protect あなた weather または not the girl was here. She made me when あなた and she went to sleep at night."
Byakuya frowned. "Are あなた my zenpakuto? または 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. あなた don't remember. Of course あなた 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 ラップ 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 もっと見る 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 年 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 机, デスク 読書 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 発言しました 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 あなた 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 または 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 通り, ストリート 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 あなた 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 あなた could make would be with that body and pretty face." A tall, thin man who shinned his nails on his ジャケット 発言しました 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 あなた 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 もっと見る than what is being said. Who are the Soul Smiths?" She 発言しました 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 ベッド 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 ソファー, ソファ 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 あなた 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 あなた happy?" Yuzu went to sit on her brother's ベッド 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 または 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 あなた like my thoughts and hope あなた will respond. I'll say good night and hope tomorrow finds あなた alive, well and happy.

Sincerely

LovinFlame May 4th 2022 8:54 pm central time USA
Jamie's 検索 had been unending for もっと見る 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 コーン, トウモロコシ 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 あなた could learn from him. Plus we really don't need to involve him in our business. On 上, ページのトップへ of that Mira's been training him, so he...
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Sam and Stephen found themselves not at the エンジェル 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 あなた around here before." Kenpachi Zuraki 発言しました 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 発言しました 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 あなた want to take the stairs または the elevator?" P.B. asked. Mira wiped away the sweat and put down the pack. "The elevator. Do あなた 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 食 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 書く the 次 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 または 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 火災, 火 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 雌犬 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 年 after their rescue. Mom had even taken the courses with her just to be sure she got ホーム 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 エンジェル 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 あなた 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 発言しました laughing. "Ah-uhmmm-thanks." Orihemia...
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Since I've been on フェイスブック and 読書 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 与えられた 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 移動する he didn't do lightly. He didn't like 表示中 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 あなた alone for a while longer."
Byakuya frowned even deeper. "What もっと見る do we have to discuss?" Keisuki rolled his eyes. "Look this will end all your problems, the ones あなた already have plus the ones we added when we made up that story for you. あなた 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 発言しました and then asked him. "You were there when they took her, were あなた not?" The 質問 had caught him off guard, for he had made...
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P.B. covered what she could of the bruises Voro had 与えられた her. She had worn the wrong color dress for the date. Even though everyone at the party 発言しました 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 または Jamie as she liked to be called now had had one of her episodes. That now had become the norm...
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