Geijutsu wa Bakuhatsu da

Wed, 08 Aug 2007 13:39:52 GMT

This is freaking stupid...

I don't know why...but I'm getting too upset over Naruto for nothing...seriously. Grr...reading the manga really makes me depressed...I don't know why. This is bloody stupid..yeah and I know I'll probably be mocked for writing this...heh just had to get it out...hahaha I'm ridiculous.

GAH!! Perhaps I'm too obsessed or something... Either way, it's unhealthy...to feel that way about the characters and happenings in a manga. One day I'll probably look back at this and laugh at my silliness man...

It's just bugging me...what will happen...between Sasuke and Itachi... Ugh...I know the villains dying is pretty normal...but...ah well. All the deaths so far...argh.

Itachi had better not die...seriously. Sheesh I sound insane.

...Maybe I should stop reading for a while...sigh.

Yes...I am pretty upset...and it's so stupid too...hn.

Fri, 27 Jul 2007 15:54:07 GMT

<<<<<<<NARUTO SURVEY>>>>>>>

Taken from pan8d

1. Who is your favourite Naruto character(s)?
Deidara, Itachi, Sasori, Neji and Sasuke!!
Tsunade, Temari, Hidan, Gaara and Orochimaru complete the top 10^^
(those not listed are also love (x just that these are the top :D )

2. What is your favorite pairing?
Deidara x Sasori, Itachi x Kisame, Sasuke x Naruto (Hmm actually most are cool~)

3. Are you a naruto yaoi or hentai fan?
Yaoi ^^;

4. Ever cosplayed naruto characters? if so, who, where and how many times?
Unfortunately, not.

5. List your collection of naruto junk and merchendise, if any.
T_T 2 badges...just started collecting xD; want a plushie!!

6. Have you ever felt that you were destined to be with a Naruto character? If so who?
Nah...not destined...haha...it's more like I want to... (:

7. Naruhina or Kibahina?
kibahina

8. Sasusaku or Sasunaru?
Sasunaru

9. Which team is your favourite?
I'm not far enough with the manga to love Team Hebi^^; Soon! For now...Gai's team(:

10. Do you support the Tobito theory? (Tobi=Obito)
I don't know really...it could be true^^ we'll see...

11. Do you support the 'Yondaime is naruto's father' theory?
Eh, they look too much alike...but I'm not sure either...(I think I'm pretty opinion-less ;__; )

12. Your favourite akatsuki member?
Deidara<33 Heh...I love ALL OF THEM!!! xDD

13. Are you pro-sasuke or anti-sasuke?
Pro-Sasuke sounds a bit too...hmm say I think he's awesome...but certain things I don't really like -.-;; Overall, he's cool. Yeah...Don't hate him^^

14. Have you seen all naruto episodes so far? (Including shippuden and fillers)
Yeah all!! Finally caught up with the anime xDD Now, the manga!!

15. Have you read all the chapters so far?
T_T I just started, and only started from Kakashi Gaiden and jumped to where the Shippuunden is currently at...so I practically skipped alllllll the before...Maybe I'll read those after...don't know...just got too many things to do!(x

16. Do you believe Naruto has ADD?
Erm not really? (:

17. Sub or dub?
Sub...I don't watch dubs... :D

18. Pro-Sakura or Anti-Sakura?
I didn't like her too much but her growth made me admire her xD Hope I don't sound ... eh well PRO of course. Hehe^^ She's damn awesome!! 2nd Tsunade(: <33

19. Tobi = annoying or funny?
I haven't read his chapters T_T but he looks pretty cute and funny^^

20. Do you even know who Tobi is?
Yeah xD Just haven't read the chapters with him...erm does that count?

21. Gai= sexy beast or ugly nerd?
Erm I'm sort of in between but leaning near to sexy beast (:

22. Which character would be the best crossdresser?
Hmmm I don't know...Haku I guess...

23. Rock Lee = weird or awesome?
80% Awesomeness 20% Weird xD Whoever said weird was a bad thing anyway?!

24. Which character would be best OOC? Who and how?
Not sure...creativity level...zero. But I'll go with the serious and reserved characters... xDD or the emotionless ones...ahh you know..

25. Do you like naruto fanfics?
Yepp(: Pity I have not a lot of time to read them nowadays...ARGH. That's an excuse isn't it...T_T I need to read fanfics!!
Time shortage!!

26. Do you write naruto fanfics?
My writing sucks.

27. Do you like lemons?
They're ok (:

28. Do your parents know any naruto characters?
I doubt so...they see some pictures I have around the comp sometimes I guess...that's about all...

29. Have you watched the Naruto Abridged Series?
*nods* xDD

30. Have you seen the naruto Ultimate Fanflashes?
YEAH MAN!

31. Have you ever got someone else hooked on Naruto?
~~I'll let you on a little secret...I'm pretty much a loner T_T so sue me...~~

32. Have you ever been drawing Naruto in school and have someone randomly say "WOAH! You like Naruto too!?"
No...I can't draw either...haven't seen anyone with lesser abilities than me you know...

33. Have you ever been in class drawing Naruto and the teacher comes up to you and says "wtf is this?"
Wow. Erm my teacher will not swear^^ lol...nah it'd resemble math scribblings...BIZARRELY MESSY i think.

34. Has Naruto affected your school life and grades?
YES T_______T

35. Are you broke thanks to naruto?
No...but I'm still broke...thanks to other things...

36. Do you want to read icha icha Paradise?
Not sure...

37. Do you support the 'yondaime is the akatsuki leader' theory?
... I never read much about that...eeek I fail...

38. Do you draw naruto fanart? If so, count how many there is in your gallery.
Isn't this the second time drawing is mentioned?! I can't draw damn it ;___;

39. Is Sasuke still sexy in his second stage of the cursed seal?
Not really ^^;

40. Do you have a naruto OC?
Nah.

41. Looking back at some of your answers, do you think naruto has taken over your life?
NARUTO AND BLEACH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! xDDD Definitely.

Anime survey xD

Wed, 25 Jul 2007 10:49:08 GMT

Taken from </a></b></a>momoiro_usagi! ♥

BEGINNINGS
1. What was the series that got you into anime?
Bleach<333 and I had to start off watching episode 61...darn, the part where Seireitei found out about Aizen and co.'s betrayal...heh. Smart of me eh...

2. How old were you when you first got into anime?
15...gah pretty damn late... /:

3. How many years has it been since then?
Less than one^^; Eh about 1/2 a year only...

4. About how expensive was anime/manga then?
Same of course(: Maybe give or take a few cents^^

5. Did someone introduce you to anime, or did you discover it on your own?
My close friends did xD Forever grateful for them(: Haha I'm probably incapable of discovering it on my own ;___; I was definitely sleeping all this while...

AUDITORY
6. Who is your favorite seiyuu?
Romi Paku(:

7. Who is your favorite voice actor/actress?
...none I guess.

8. Which series has the best dub?
Erm dubs aren't something I feel comfortable watching ^^;

9. How about the worst dub?
All dubs are horrible...my ears /:

10. What are some of your favorite anime opening songs?
Bleach- D-techno Life by UVERworld, Rolling Star by Beat Crusaders and Alones by Aqua Timez
Naruto- Go by Flow, Hero's come back, and something else I fail to remember...ahhh

11. Ending songs?
Bleach- Tsumasaki by Ore Ska Band, Chatmonchy by Daidai, Movin by Takacha and Houki Boshi by Younha
Naruto- Viva Rock, Parade and Nagareboshi.

Forgot the other series songs T_T never paid much attention until recently..

12. How often do you get introduced to new bands because of anime OPs/EDs?
Still kinda new...so...not yet! ;__;

VISUAL
13. Which series has the best animation?
Out of the very few I watched, I'd say Samurai Champloo and Naruto Shippuunden......

14. The worst?
Have yet to experience such^^; There were a few scenes during Bleach I thought the characters looked horrid. But only a few^^

15. What was the first series that really impressed you with its animation?
Rurouni Kenshin. Let's just say I loved the fight scenes xDD gah I know, I lack experience in all this ;__;

16. What one character do you think has a great overall design?
Aaroniero Arleri...he's dead but thought he looked unique! hnn Ichimaru too... ^____^ I would say Lee too. He's different but awesome as well(: Deidara-nice hands xD Or should I say mouth? But that's not all...<3 ahhh there are a lot... I guess it depends what is defined as GREAT. Hmmm... so many more...

17. What's one cliched character design you hate?
...not really any...just hate big boobs...

CONTENT
18. Which series had a plot twist which really took you by surprise or shocked you?
Bleach- even I knew Aizen had betrayed them before watching.. I was still quite surprised by the turn of events and the growth of powers...likewise for Naruto... and Naruto... I was spoiled by the no deaths occurring in Bleach and thought Naruto would be the same...hmm...stupid stupid me^^; lol I didn't expect certain deaths... Also, Bleach; Byakuya saving Rukia...awww~

19. Which series makes you cry?
Shaman King: a little when I thought Yoh died(silly me...)
Naruto: *embarrassed* quite a number of scenes actually xD;; Quite a lot...yes...
Bleach: GOSH! When Byakuya saved Rukia and got pierced by Gin's shinsou...

Does crying from laughing count? xDD There are many of those^^

I seriously need to watch more anime and read more manga...geez.

20. Which series makes you laugh most?
Again, no experience T_T but Bleach is pretty hilarious^^ Well I love it ALL((: Naruto's pretty funny too. Heh Samurai Champloo. Ahh all those I watch have many funny moments xD

21. Which series totally confused you?
Haven't encountered any...

22. Which series creeped you out?
Elfen Lied...Gantz? I don't know. Tried a few episodes and it's just not exactly my thing...

23. Which series has the best ending?
I think it's too soon for me to say^^; heh perhaps I haven't got anything to say...

24. The worst?
Samurai Champloo could have been extended...? It was great!!

25. Which completed series deserves a continuation?
Samurai Champloo...again lack of experience!!!

26. What types of characters do you usually like?
Serious, sarcastic, reserved...Easily pissed xD Unique ones too... It varies...I tend to like many different kinds of personalities...so it depends^^

27. On average, do your favorite characters usually live or die?
Die...sadly. But like bad guys don't have to always die!!! Hn... It's weird actually. In Naruto most of my favorite characters are villains...but in Bleach there's a lot more good guys than bad ones that I favor... ><

28. Who is the best hero?
Kuchiki Byakuya^^ Saved dear Rukia-san...ok ok I know Ichigo did that but haha^^; Bya still did so in the end... so(: Hitsugaya is another... xD I'm biased? Eh maybe....

29. Who is the worst Mary Sue?
Hnnn.. No comment?

30. What is your favorite anime movie?
Shoot me. I haven't seen any... TT___TT

31. What are your favorites genres of anime?
Shounen, action(more of the samurai and the fighting/martial arts) kinds with some humor^^
But I'm pretty open to try all kinds at the moment... more of the suspense, thrilling, action kind...with funny moments...yeah.^^
Haven't watched much romance... I don't think i'd like it...but then again maybe? Read Vampire Knight and it was awesome(: Well read it a bit...the few first volumes only T_T

32. Is there a series you're embarrassed to like for any reason?
Not now xD

33. Which series is so overrated it makes you want to puke?
Hmm...pokemon? Ahhh don't kill me...no offense...

PERVERSIONS & SUCH
34. What was the first hentai picture/video you saw?
I can't remember...just some shonen-ai I decided to try and see what it was about ^^;; Something Sexual Pornography? Erm erm...*coughcough* I feel embarrassed...

35. Is there any subcategory of hentai/yaoi/yuri that freaks you out?
Big boobs...

36. What's the weirdest, most bizarre hentai/yaoi/yuri you've ever seen?
Ah I saw only a few...but Enzai was...hmmm...eh...yeah...and the Boku something something...the one with kids...sheesh...I feel so... hmmm

37. Be honest... about how much anime porn do you have saved on your computer, you dirty perv?
A few yaoi pictures is all..okay okay some...My damn comp's low on disc space...I'm pathetic...can't even buy another hard drive... heh too many icons and fanart saved(:

38. Who's the best-looking male character?
Don't get me started...oh man...too late xDD !!!!
Hitsugaya Toushirou, Kuchiki Byakuya, Abarai Renji, Zaraki Kenpachi (don't ask), Ichimaru Gin, Zaera Apollo Grantz --> Bleach
Deidara, Uchiha Itachi, Akasuna no Sasori, Hyuuga Neji, Uchiha Sasuke, Hidan --> Naruto
Yuu Kanda, Ravi--> D Gray man...(shoot me...I stopped at ep 30 and have yet to continue...argh need to do so now now now.)
Jin--> Samurai Champloo
Himura Kenshin, Sanosuke Sagara, Aoshi Shinomori--> Rurouni Kenshin
Amidamaru, Faust VIII, Tao Ren--> Shaman King

Okay I know I listed a whole lot T_T but there's lots lots more!! I could actually continue on and on...ahhhhhhhh ><
Thank god it's best-looking only..or I'd be going on and on and on...

39. Who's the best-looking female character?
Shihouin Yoruichi, Soi Fong, Matsumoto Rangiku, Hinamori Momo --> Bleach
Tsunade, Temari, Hyuuga Hinata --> Naruto
Anna --> Shaman King (damn, forgot her full name /: )
Misao Makimachi--> Rurouni Kenshin

I'm biased eh? For male characters my list goes a long long way. Female...well a few^^;

40. What characteristic can a character have that will automatically make you interested in them?
I don't know...it depends...haha...such things are unpredictable!! I never thought I'd like some characters I now love!!

41. Who was your first anime crush, if you ever had one?
Juubantai Taichou Hitsugaya ~~"It's-Hitsugaya-Taichou-to-you"~~ Toushirou!!

42. Who was your most SEVERE anime crush?
Shirou-chan~!! <33 and Byakushi of course. Adding on Deidara and Itachi XD gonna have mooore...

MISC
43. Did you ever send in fan art to an anime magazine?
I can't. I can't draw...eeeepp!! I'm pathetic, let's face it. T_T

44. Was it horribly drawn?
N/A.

45. Was it published?
N/A.

46. Which fandoms do you associate yourself with?
Hmmm...associate with...me...none I guess. I wish I had Lee's determination...really. Seeing them all working hard makes me disgusted with myself sometimes ^^; Is that what the question asked? oops.

47. Was your first anime convention your favorite?
Don't remind me how badly I want to go to one...hnn..

48. Have you ever been teased/made fun of because you like anime?
Not yet...Yet...haha some people would probably think, she's too old for cartoons...and some characters are younger than me... Can't blame them for doing so...they're missing out on so much xD

49. Have you ever seriously learned something from anime
Tiny bit of Japanese. But not really. Just a couple of words...and well I guess the series all have morals and stuff...well I find them really fascinating and me wishing I could be like them...E.g. Determined like Lee. The strong bonds...and courage and all...eh I sound stupid...how do I explain...hmm..well overall, yes I guess I did a little bit. But I have yet to apply it in my life so...

50. What pisses you off about anime fans in general, if anything?
I'm pissed at myself for being so immature and not expecting the deaths of the villains. How idiotic can I get seriously...hnn. Even now that I know it's expected, from the previous examples *sobs* I still hope it doesn't happen >.> hmmm.

18 Naruto icons

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 09:12:21 GMT

Feedback? <33 I'm pathetic...argh...Need to improve T_T

Naruto icons (18)
-Ino (5)
-Orochimaru (3)
-Anko (6)
-Tsunade (1)
-Naruto (1)
-Kakashi (2)

Teasers:

001

002

003

004

005

006

007

008

009

010

011

012

013

014

015

016

017

018

Created with angelamaria's Icon Table Generator @ Bauble

Fanart:
15:Orochimaru by shichinin_tai
18: __Rain_in_Konoha___by KuroiCho

27 Bleach icons

Mon, 23 Jul 2007 09:06:43 GMT

Not sure I'm even posting this ;___; they're pretty lousy with one or two exceptions...ahhh anyway I'd like feedback^^; Criticize please! Go ahead(:

Bleach icons (27)
-Byakuya (14)
-Renji (1)
-Nanao (1)
-Renji and Hisagi (1)
-Hitsugaya (3)
-Matsumoto and Hitsugaya (1)
-Gin (1)
-Ikkaku (1)
-Mayuri (4)

Teasers:

001

002

003

004

005

006

007

008

009

010

011

012

013

014

015

016

017

018

019

020

021

022

023

024

025

026

027

Created with angelamaria's Icon Table Generator @ Bauble

15: Fanart @ Bamboo_Byakuya by RaspberryNinja
17: Fanart @ Troublesome by messa
22: Fanart @ Mayuri Kurotsuchi by shiroifushicho
24: Fanart @ Bored by it all by Rennard
25: Fanart @ Bleach___Division 12 by chira_chira

Sorry for spoiling your eyes with such poor icons ;___;

Sat, 21 Jul 2007 09:59:10 GMT

I realize I don't actually post about my life...but perhaps I'll start... Ahhh so anyway, I seriously lack self discipline... The whole big problem with like being new to anime and manga...is that I like get so enthusiastic about things easily^^; and like obsess obsess obsess!! If I started earlier...I'd have watched and read a whole lot more! And I wouldn't be acting quite so immature... oh well...hey but I'm regretting my new addiction!!

I need to improve my English! Urgh...I'm not even great at my first language and bad at my second...yet I wanna learn Japanese?! I surprise myself sometimes...ahhh I suck at everything T_T Oh and I seriously need to get fit!!!

ARGH I'm so killing myself for not reading the Bleach manga way earlier...the art. is. so. perfect.

Ahh I suck I suck I suck I suck...especially at rp T___T Hmm my life is messed up~

Example RP entry for Kira Izuru Application

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 15:16:20 GMT

Characters: Kira Izuru
Location: On his way home
Date: 30/06/2007
Rating: PG
Summary: Kira saw something that triggered a bad memory of his past

It was eleven o’clock in the night and Kira had just finished work. He was a little unsatisfied because he had yet to complete a proposal for a meeting when he was chased out by the security guard, whom by higher orders, was asked to escort Kira Izuru out of the office buildings and on his way home by eleven at night.

Kira had protested but obliged when he heard it was an order that he leave the office buildings to get some rest, because the proposal was important and he needed a fresh mind so that he could complete it more properly.

He boarded the bus heading in the direction of his home. There were many empty seats, considering how late it was. Kira decided to sit right at the back. As he walked along the isle to his desired seat, he noticed a teenage girl sitting in the middle of the rows of seats on the bus, huddled up in one corner, head bent low, obviously engrossed in whatever she was doing.

Kira decided she had to be either sleeping or reading or texting her friends on her mobile phone. He ruled out reading as anyone bent over so low could not possibly read anything. Somehow, he sensed something wrong with her and contemplated walking over to see if she needed help.

But before he could do so, he noticed her jerk up a little and a tiny shrill escaped from her lips. She must have noticed he had heard her as she quickly stopped and bent even lower, desperately trying to cover up whatever she was doing.

Kira was a little confused. But then a thought hit him. The young girl was hurting herself.

Flashbacks of his past flooded back into his mind as Kira recalled a period of his life when he was seriously losing his mind and had wanted to end all his pain and suffering with the infamous razor.

As luck would have it, he survived, and that had made him even more depressed. Blaming himself for not even being able to do things like this right. At that time, there were no tall buildings, or he would have performed the act of superman and dived down the multiple stories from high above.

The girl shuffled deeper into the corner of the seat, sensing that Kira was still standing nearby.

Kira was struggling to push out the troubling recollections that reappeared again, triggered by the young girl’s actions. He sat down on the nearby seat and tried to focus his concentration on something else entirely. He looked around, desperately finding something to think about.

But it was no use and one particular night of his teens remained etched in his head.

Moonlight shined through his bedroom window. It caused the dark red lines and splotches on his arm to glint in the night. The image was a masterpiece. Something so amazing, so interesting to stare at.

Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.

The sticky red liquid leaked from the fresh wounds on his arms like water from a loose tap. A small puddle grew on the floor, as Kira stared, mesmerized.

Raising his other hand, he gripped the blade tightly. The first cuts were terrifying. But he got used to it. The pain was nothing unbearable. It was a small tinge compared to the pain in his heart that lived with him for so long.

In his rage, the subsequent strikes were random and all over the place. A new slash crossing over the not yet healed ones, causing a gush of blood to flow out.

He had started with the determination to end things. But it turned out he had found a new hobby. It was going to be his secret. It was going to make him unique.

Back in reality, Kira was calm once again. The visualizations clear as if they were happening at the moment. He was spacing out, feeling the satisfaction as his blood spewed out once again, feeling pure, feeling the guilt pour out with his blood.

The bus jerked to a stop suddenly, b ringing him out of his mental visions.

The girl had left, much to his surprise. He had been so caught up in his thoughts he had not noticed her leave. Glancing out the window, he noticed the bus was nearing his stop.

He felt a sense of relief and pride. He had successfully tackled the triggers of his past and still remained calm.

He felt that maybe things were going to work out after all, seeing as luck was on his side, even waking him from his visions before he missed his stop.

Kira alighted and walked the short distance to his apartment, feeling grateful that maybe tonight he was going to sleep peacefully after all.

Example journal entry for Kira Izuru Application

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 15:13:08 GMT

Today was fine. Everything went well and I’m glad I’m not feeling too down. Matsumoto-san invited me to go drinking along with her and her friends. But I declined, not being able to hold my liquor well. These days I seem to be less depressed. I hope this will not be just temporary. Maybe the medication will work out in the end. I can’t believe I have to take it still, its embarrassing.

I don’t know if it’s just me but Ichimaru-sama seemed to be more happy than usual these days. Maybe the happy bug is just spreading, and that means I will return to being moody again?

I received an email from Hinamori-san today. To be truthful, I was more than surprised. She has not been talking much to me lately, maybe because of work, and maybe she’s spending her time with Hitsugaya-kun.

I can’t believe I still have not gotten over the fact that she likes him. I wish she would at least talk to me every now and then… No, I’m being selfish again. She has her own life. I should leave her alone. Besides, she’s happy and that’s more than enough. It’s not like I will ever win against Hitsugaya-kun anyway. He’s so smart and cool.

I must stop before I engage in any negative thoughts. Then all my efforts will be gone to waste. It’s so stupid, I’m already an adult! And I can’t deal with my feelings properly.

Back to Hinamori’s email. I was wondering what I missed, I mean, I have submitted what she requested already, and her birthday’s not anywhere near. Nevertheless, I wished it was an invitation of any sort, to just maybe have a cup of tea together.

I can’t say it doesn’t matter because the doctor said to admit my feelings and not deny them. So, yes I was disappointed when I opened the email. It turns out she just needs a favor of mine. I’m glad to be of help though; at least I may be able to see her for a while.

Hopefully my cooking will not taste bad. People always compliment it, but people lie to make you feel better. I shall practice to improve my skills then. If cooking a scrumptious meal for Hitsugaya-kun and Hinamori-san would make her delighted, by all means I will do my best and please her.

Character History for Kira Izuru Application

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 15:06:47 GMT

Kira’s parents died when he was young. He grew up with foster parents who had adopted him a month after the tragic incident. Kira had began to dwell upon the deaths of the two closest people to him, blaming himself, thinking it was all his fault they had left him behind.

He had refused to go with them to a wedding dinner and the car had crashed along the way, leaving Kira the only one in the family alive. He had been swallowed with guilt and was troubled deeply, having nightmares every night since the incident.

His foster parents, not really caring about his mental state of mind, had carried on with life even when they noticed he was close to breaking down. He was ten then, and they assumed he was old enough to deal with things.

The days went by really slowly for Kira, as the hatred for himself increased. He was so alone. There was no one around to talk to. He could not share his feelings with his friends, because they would never understand. He found himself crying more and for no reason sometimes.

A normal day for him would be to go to school, keep his head down and avoid everyone else. Then when school was over Kira would run home and lock himself in his room, hugging his knees and simply staring into the walls. Things were really bad. But Kira had been strong enough to pull through.

When he entered University, things were slightly better. He had numbed all his sadness and tried to appear normal. However, such a serious matter, nobody should deal with alone. And so there were times when Kira found himself relapsing due to severe stress in school.

It was as if fate took pity on him. Because after a month in University and he was about to decide not to return to school anymore, he met two friends, Renji and Momo. They spent time together. But Kira felt he was mostly tagging along, being the odd one out. Still, it was comforting to know that at least he was allowed to be with them, to listen to their thoughts and troubles, and to lend a helping hand when they needed one.

Gradually he became quite close to them. He felt better, to be with others, and not alone and in his own universe. He had unknowingly fallen for Hinamori Momo. But had refused to admit it and lived in denial for a while. But then during the last year of University, a new guy, who had recently entered but because of he had a really high IQ, had been allowed to be promoted to the same level as Kira and his friends.

It turned out he was Hinamori’s childhood friend. And Hinamori was overly excited at seeing him. She spent more time with him and less and less with Kira and Renji. Kira was jealous and upset. But what made things worse was when, one day finally Hinamori joined the duo for lunch. And she had told them she liked that guy.

Kira was devastated but he controlled his emotions. However, he broke down when he went home. Ever since then, Kira had struggled, rotating between battles with his inner self and finishing his work. There were good days and there were bad ones. Overall, he still is deeply troubled, but since there was not a period in his life when he was not, he managed to live with how things were. Lately, he has been seeking a little help, and his moods had gotten a tiny bit better. He did feel it with somewhat a little easier to deal with things now.

Character Personality for Kira Izuru Application

Sat, 30 Jun 2007 15:02:35 GMT

Kira Izuru is really loyal to his subordinates and does not let a person down. Kira is dedicated to both his friends and his duties, perhaps to the point of fault. However, his loyalty shows no boundaries when he defends his boss from his friend, despite their very close friendship.

Once his boss had been accused of doing something gravely wrong. And when his best friend had confronted him, threatening to sue him in court, Kira had jumped right in and stopped her. He even took the blame saying that his boss had nothing to do with the matter. But his friend did not believe him and had pushed past to proceed towards his boss. Kira had been caught in a dilemma, but in the end he had given up friendship for loyalty and had shoved his friend away, quite hardly.

Kira has doubts about what he is capable of and thinks of himself as weak and useless. He has really low self esteem and finds fault in everything that he does. He refuses to take credit for a job done well and insists it was by pure luck that everything went out smoothly. With his low self confidence, Kira appears really depressed, seeing as he slouched all the time and has his fringe cover half his face, thinking that it was the ugliest thing he ever saw.

He hates himself, for being emotional most of the time, and having to take medicine to help him deal with stress a little better. However, no amount of medicine would help him, seeing as his thoughts remain the same. Many people have tried to talk to him and tell him to relax, to leave the extra work for tomorrow or to not overdo things and quit rechecking his documents thrice before submitting.

But that only made Kira more upset as he blamed himself again for being so different from everyone, for standing out in the crowd, for being called the overachiever amongst his friends.

There was never one time when Kira followed his heart or did what he truly wanted to do. He thought that such actions were considered selfish of him and always gave in to what others wanted. To him, there was no such thing as want. The idea of him wanting things to go his way disgusted him to no end. He felt that he needed to care only about what others wanted.

His sole purpose in life seemed to be to please others. He just needed to be recognized, to be accepted amongst his friends, to be approved, to fit in with everyone else. But his perfectionism and easily anxious behavior made him stand out quite a little.

There were times when he asked himself, what is approval, what do I want truly, to be accepted for who I am? But how will I know when that day comes? He had strived for answers, he had searched for reasons and meanings of life. He wanted to enjoy living but it seemed as if fate wanted him to stay depressed his whole life.

Another trait of Kira’s is that he never questions orders. When he receives a task from his boss, or anyone for that matter, he makes sure he completes it as soon as possible, and takes it really seriously. The job may be ridiculous as it is, or unreasonable to a certain extent, it may even disagree with all the moral values he was thought when as he grew up. However, that did not matter to Kira as he pushed those nagging thoughts away and focused his attention on completing the task issued to him to the best of his efforts.

When he is around his friends, he tries his best to relax and to blend in with the crowd. His personal opinions had long ago ceased to exist as he went along with what everyone else thought. Kira tried. He tried to have fun. To be happy like his friends, to joke around and talk about the daily things in life, gossip about other staff and just fool around. He laughed and smiled and chatted. The feeling of emptiness did not leave him even then.

Kira works overtime almost everyday, even spending several nights in the office without going home. He disliked home. It just brought him more unhappiness. Which he would then try to drown them in bottles of sake. He hated the loneliness that swallowed him.

People often took advantage of Kira. Those who were not his friends dumped their work with his. And he would not even blink an eye as he proceeded to complete them. But his friends had put a stop to that. Nevertheless, Kira had hoped more people would ask him to do their work. It made him feel alive. Like he was needed.

Kira needs to regain his self confidence. He needs to stop thinking lowly of himself and eradicate the negative thoughts that flooded into his head whenever he is stressed. Being with Ichimaru did not really help, seeing as Kira is pressured greatly to reach up to his boss’s expectations, which in the first place was not even stated. Kira admires his boss and is determined to serve him with all he has.

Kira, despite being able to deal with his own problems, seemed to be very good at dealing with others’. Many people loved to go to him for advice or to just rant and complain about the unfairness of things. Kira would listen intently, and offer suggestions if he had any. He wished it would work with himself though.

Kira is a really kind hearted person though, putting his friends before him, willing to sacrifice anything for them. He is much appreciated, although he does not see it.

Kira is obviously a hardworking and faithful secretary. Even when he is given orders he knows are wrong, he follows them because that’s what subordinates are supposed to do.
Overall, Kira is a good man, but is often hindered by his feelings of obligation to his superiors.

Example RP log for application

Wed, 27 Jun 2007 07:46:19 GMT

Characters: Kuchiki Byakuya
Location: At his home
Date: 27/06/2007
Rating: PG
Summary: Byakuya’s thoughts when he was teased about his kenseikan and scarf

Kuchiki Byakuya was royally pissed.

His dearest kenseikan and his Ginpaku Kazahana, the white scarf he always wore, had been mocked by his incorrigible secretary. He had explained countless times that the accessories were passed down from generation to generation, but his words failed to reach annoying assistant, who took pleasure in teasing and humiliating others.

Not that Byakuya ever expected Renji to understand such high class traditions that his family went by, seeing as his assistant came from a not so well to do family. However, he had at least expected him to back down after glaring at him with an ominous stare that worked its magic on most people and got them to obey his orders.

Unfortunately, it seemed powerless with Renji, who continued blabbing on and on about Byakuya wearing his kenseikan and white scarf to further polish his looks. As if that was not bad enough, the red haired secretary had spread the rumor of Byakuya having spent more than an hour doing his hair. Of course Byakuya had denied calmly, claiming he was one of the lucky few who had magically shiny and smooth silky hair that was envied by everyone without doing anything to it. His assistant had been furious at him for the simplest reasons and thought that the idea of humiliating his boss was an ingenious idea to receive less of a work load.

But in truth, Byakuya was not all that upset about Renji’s comment. It was not the first time he had put up with such things and he was not going to lose his temper over it. In fact, what Byakuya was so distressed about was the memories brought back into his mind when his accessories were made fun of. It had reminded him of his late wife, Hisana, whom he had loved very deeply, but he had thought of his recollections as his weakness. He had refused to even let the thoughts flow through once in a while, fearing that they would take over his mind.

In general, men were said to be stronger than women, emotionally and physically. So Byakuya had never allowed himself to even shed a tear in his life. He had worn a mask forever and the mask was not going to come off. He had to protect his pride before his mentality.

For any normal person, suppressing such feelings for months would have broken them and had a bad effect on their lives. However, Byakuya had kept things to himself forever, ignoring the stress and despair within him, not wanting to give in to what he thought was his weakness.

His red haired secretary’s words had harshly brought back flashbacks of his past with Hisana.

It was not that he did not miss Hisana’s presence or did not wished for her to be resurrected, to see her again at least once. He still had great feelings for her, but he thought it was better to push them out of the way instead of giving in to them and spending hours thinking about his past. He wanted to forget but he always remembered. He wanted to be happy like everyone else, to break his coldness and the front he had on. He wanted to talk to someone, which is something he could not do after Hisana’s death. He wanted to convey his feelings but he did not know how to do so. The only person he felt comfortable around and opening up to was his late wife.

One of the flashbacks, the main one that led to the others, was Hisana and him in university. They were eating lunch one day under a tree blooming with sakura flowers. As the wind blew, the many small petals fell on both of them. Byakuya looked a little irritated as he brushed off the petals from his hair. He tidied up his hair and shirt, making sure they were neat and nothing was creased or out of place. Hisana only chuckled at the sight and played with the petals that had fallen into her lap, leaving those on her head. She scooped up a few petals and placed them on Byakuya’s hair, much to his displeasure and surprise. He wanted badly to shake them off but he did not want to hurt Hisana in any way. He knew she was very strong and would not get upset so easily. He did not know why but somehow he left the petals sitting on his hair, the light pink slightly blending in with his white kenseikan.

As he raised an arm to clear the petals around his kenseikan, Hisana simply watched, amused. She had then laughed and teased him about being so overprotective towards his hair accessories. When he had denied that and re-explained the reason he was wearing such girly things, or so what others called his hair piece and his scarf.

But what she said after had sent a weird feeling down his spine. She had dumped more petals on his head, ignoring the frowns on his face, she told him some day she would love for him to be as overprotective of her as he was towards his kenseikan. Byakuya had flushed, color lighting up his pale face as his eyes popped out in shock. This was the first time he had allowed any of his feelings to show. Immediately, he protested and argued that she was wrong. But Hisana only smiled and giggled, pointing out that he was usually did not get so defensive. Byakuya was embarrassed, defeated by a beautiful girl of his age, whom he admired. The whole incident had left him hiding from her for a few days.

Byakuya sighed and closed his eyes as he leaned back on his leather couch and cursed himself for engaging in another mind battle with his inner turmoil. Determined to once again eradicate the flashbacks of his past, he decided to take a shower. Disrobing, he entered the huge bath tub in the main bathroom, and soaked himself for an hour before rinsing and lathering his hair with the most expensive shampoo and hair care products. Thinking back about what Renji had said, he shuddered and promised hell would descend if his annoying assistant ever found out.

13 icons misc

Sat, 23 Jun 2007 14:41:16 GMT

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13

23 Naruto Icons

Sat, 23 Jun 2007 14:37:03 GMT

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23

102 Bleach icons

Sat, 23 Jun 2007 14:30:12 GMT

102 Bleach icons! Some are recently made, some are really old and some are just... in between(: Would absolutely love feedback!

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

41	42	43	44

45	46	47	48

49	50	51	52

53	54	55	56

57	58	59	60

61	62	63	64

65	66	67	68

69	70	71	72

73	74	75	76

77	78	79	80

81	82	83	84

85	86	87	88

89	90	91	92

93	94	95	96

97	98	99	100

101	102

Thanks! Now leave a comment? XD

character hist for ssi application

Fri, 22 Jun 2007 18:52:54 GMT

Byakuya was born was a silver spoon in his mouth. His father was well known and a successful billionaire. However, his family was focused only on business, money and relations with other well known and famous businessmen. They did not believe in spending time together unless it was something important and related to work. Byakuya grew up alone. Every day he followed a strict routine and studied really hard, striving to please his father by excelling in class. \He did not feel loved. His family wanted for him to grow up and take over the company so they incorporated a strict routine for him. Affections were not shown in the family. Byakuya once longed for his parents or anyone to smile at him when he did well, but soon grew used to the stoic and expressionless faces everyone carried and did so himself. All the while he had grew up and behaved as his family had wished and lived life without enjoying it. There was no purpose in life for him. Everything was just done because it had to be. Until one day when he was in University, he met Hisana, some one who he gradually hang out with and had feelings for, though his family was unknowing of it. He had disliked being with another being for almost the whole day, but thankfully Hisana seemed to understand and she took the patience to slowly expose him to the things in life that brought happiness and the purpose of life. It turns out she had quite a similar childhood to his. After graduation, they ran away together with Hisana's sister, Rukia to live elsewhere and once they settled down, they had a quiet and simple marriage. It was then that Byakuya softened up and began to see the meaning in life. But unfortunately after several years, he lost Hisana to cancer. That really affected him, to lose the one and only person who taught him so much about life, and whom he fell in love with and was living happily with. Before her death, Hisana had left her younger sister, Rukia, in Byakuya's care. Though Byakuya was really broken he took very good care of Rukia, and memories of Hisana appeared to him frequently, though he would push them away. He had become cold and distant again, although not as bad as he was before he met Hisana. His secretary Abarai Renji and the people around him were keeping him alive.

short for ssi application

Fri, 22 Jun 2007 18:49:56 GMT

Characters: Kuchiki Byakuya and Abarai Renji
Location: In the offices of Kuchiki Byakuya and Abarai Renji
Date: (when is this taking place?) Friday afternoon
Rating:PG
Summary: A short conversation between Renji and Byakuya.

"Abarai-kun, going out for lunch already?" Kuchiki asked his secretary, his eyes shifting its gaze to Renji's desk, cluttered with files, stationery and paperwork.

"But its like twelve noon already Kuchiki-sama! Even if you don't believe me, I'm sure you believe your ears right? The clock just struck twelve," Renji retorted, a little pissed that he had almost succeeded in sneaking out. It was either he was getting bad at sneaking or Kuchiki-sama's reaction rate was deteriorating. Because Renji noticed it had been half a minute since the office clock announced with loud ringing, that the time was twelve o'clock before Kuchiki-sama had raised his head to stare at it.

"And?" Byakuya mainly questioned, facing Renji waiting for a good reason from his lazy assistant.

"What do you mean AND? Like, everyone is leaving! And she's waiting in the coffee house!" Renji panicked.

The last time when it was his turn to treat her and he had arrived several minutes late, he had found himself waking up on the streets near the office buildings with his hair dyed rainbow.

"Oh. But are you not forgetting something Renji?"

"What?! Hurry, please?"

"Your desk. Those are really important materials," Byakuya replied, now glaring at Renji with eyes that were easily recognized as saying 'Stupid, that was obvious as hell'. As Renji scurried to clear his table and file all the lose sheets of paper, Byakuya continued.

"I must ask, who is this she you are meeting? Be honest, I'm sure you know the building is full of gossipers and any kind of new involving you travel really fast."

Renji was dumbfounded. He was not going to admit he had arranged to buy Rukia lunch. It was only a friends thing, or so they believed, but even a friends thing, as long as it included Rukia with only one other guy, he knew Byakuya would frown and serious consequences awaited him. To anyone else, seeing Byakuya frown seemed normal. But Renji knew better. The stoic board member always kept an expressionless face, even when he was pissed. So if he frowned, hell would flood the offices.

"Oh its Inoue-san and some of her friends! Haha and I'm treating them so I need to hurry!" Renji quickly responded, making a note to "accidentally" running into Inoue and drag her along for lunch.

2nd try at fanfic

Wed, 06 Jun 2007 08:01:20 GMT

Hitsugaya's Story.

Warning: some violence.

How Hitsugaya's dreadful past was like. How he survived..

10^th Divison captain Hitsugaya Toushirou was contrary to what was often thought of him. He was a child prodigy and had worked his way up to captain level swiftly. Surpassing many of his friends and tackling difficulties effortlessly whereas others had struggled with and had a grueling time solving. His strength was not to be underestimated though he was very much younger than any other captains. People thought of him as tough, childish and unbecoming of a captain. Many were jealous and hated him.

He could not however for the life of his figure out why people just could not accept him as a captain. Why were they jealous? He had worked his way up. It was not as if he simply bribed Yamamoto taichou or cheated in any way. He put his sweat and blood into everything, he was just different from them. To them, becoming a captain was a dream but they were simply not too desperate about it. In other words, they were okay with not becoming one. Of course they wanted to be promoted to higher ranks but none were very serious about their dreams.

Hitsugaya Toushirou was different. He needed to rise to the top. He needed to show everyone he could do it. He needed people to recognize his existence, to respect him as a captain, despite his looks and age. He just wanted to be accepted, to fit in, to protect others with his power.

As easy as it seemed to others, reaching his dream was not that way. Hitsugaya had faced many hardships. Sure, he overcame the physical difficulties in no time. But deep inside him, he was struggling. He was often upset when he was mocked. Flashbacks kept echoing through his mind whenever he felt his confidence fall and lost himself in the darkness of his past.

He was thankful for his vice captain though. On the first few days she was like the others, whispering to her friends; no doubt he was the center of their discussion. But the bond between them grew closer as time passed. With her, he felt alive once again, he felt he was needed, even if it was just to do her paperwork. He felt thankful and glad that someone had acknowledged him and appreciated his existence. He felt his life was more valuable after he met her.

He could not explain why, but he needed her as well. She brightened up his days when he had bad nightmares, she cheered him on and she made him smile with the silly things she did. He felt he had discovered a new feeling-love. Never had he experienced such a warm significance in his life.

It was quite a similar feeling to what he felt when he was young. His parents had told him they loved him with all their heart and would protect them with their lives on the line. But what happened next he could never comprehend, however smart he was. They stopped caring for him. They totally changed personalities it seemed. It was so scary. They started to yell every half an hour over the slightest things and they ignored him as much as they could.

It was terrible, he remembered, to feel treasured and cherished for one minute then hated and disgusted at the next. He remembered his blood freezing, his heart palpitating wildly against his chest, threatening to break through as he stared at his mother, feet rooted to the ground in terror. His body was trembling, he felt so very cold. He knew the war was going on and it was getting worse as time passed, for many in his village had died and they were losing to their enemies. He thought it was that that caused his parents’ ultimate fury and rage. But despite how desperately he tried convincing himself it had nothing to do with him, deep down he knew, his parents hated him. Their intense hatred could not be brushed aside or disguised as the fear and anger because of the war. It was directed towards him. As clear as an arrow hitting the bullseye.

From the day they changed, he hid in his room and found himself repeatedly crying himself to sleep. He could not remember exactly what happened on that ill-fated day. Neither could he bring to mind anything he had done to create such abhorrence.

It was two weeks later that they started to hit him. He could not grasp why they loathed him so much. All he knew was that he was frightened. They hit him with a leather belt, leaving deep ugly scars on his pristine white skin. It was shocking for they had never laid a finger on him before. He thought he was dreaming but the smarting pain and throbbing of his head were signs that everything was indeed very real. He wanted to run, to escape but he was too terrified. He hid but they found him. So he gave in and allowed them to abuse him however they wanted, while he closed his eyes and forced himself into another world of his own, where darkness ceased to exist and there was rainbows and happiness all around.

He was pissed. Down right sickened at himself reacting so cowardly, so timidly, not being able to stand up for himself. He could not believe he had allowed himself to be tormented and could not do anything. He felt so helpless and great fear. His mind was like a sea of tidal waves; he was young but so disturbed, so deeply scarred and dismayed. He felt so powerless and weak, so confused and trapped. He wanted to be free, free from the tangles of feelings and the horror he was leaving in.

One night, his wishes were finally answered. The moonlight shined through the broken glass window in his room and fell onto his bony thin and pale form. He hugged his knees and lowered his head, praying for someone, anyone to help. He was no longer upset or frightened; as time passed he had numbed his feelings and descended deep into his own world. He was no longer much aware of anything going on around him. Malnourished and battered, his body was beginning to shut down. The door slammed shut, threatening to break off its hinges as footsteps entered the house. Hitsugaya smiled for the first time in many months. Deep inside him, he felt it, the end had come, and he was happy.

He wept tears of joy as he thanked fate for granting his wish. He was going to be saved and he could not help feeling a little excited for the last blow to strike his head, for his cuts and gashes to tear open at the strike of yet another lashing of the belt and for the final puddle of blood to gush and spew out, staining the floors.

He was hardly conscious when the two figures approached him, belt in hand. Neither did he feel any pain when dark red blood escaped from him, dripping onto the ground, glistening in the moon light. There was no pain when he felt his bones break as he was swung towards the wall. He felt blissful and elated that this was his demise.

Hitsugaya Toushirou brought himself back to reality, violently quivering from the memory of his repulsive, atrocious childhood. He lost his composure and dropped his head onto the table, sobbing into his arms when a hand reached out to him and squeezed his shoulder. He was glad for having met Matsumoto. She understood his pain and agony.

1st try at fanfic

Wed, 06 Jun 2007 07:57:50 GMT

The great plan of Kurotsuchi Mayuri

Summary: Mayuri x Nemu. Nemu x Ishida. OOCness. After SS Arc, tie ins to the anime. Mayuri sent Nemu to the human world to bring Ishida back. He wanted revenge at first but changed his mind and decided to use Ishida to shield him from Nemu’s constant nagging. Nemu has feelings for Ishida, she confesses only to find that a person was impersonating him. The real Ishida loves Inoue.

(incomplete)

CHAPTER ONE

The great traitor Aizen Sousuke and his other two captain level accomplices had descended to Hueco Mundo about a week ago, leaving the all of Seireitei in disarray and a tangled web of emotions in every shinigamis’ heart. Seireitei had become a land littered with debris within a matter of days. The whole catastrophe was something that nobody could have seen coming. While some thought nothing about it, most held great resentment for the ex captains. A few even furtively admired Aizen, seeing as he had managed to deceive the whole of Seireitei and succeeded in his devious plan.

All in all, vice captains of the three divisions were the most affected. They had served under their captains for many years and having to discover that the one you respected most, the one you put your life on the line to protect, the one whom you thought was your closest friend, was simply too much for them.

As everyone worked on restoring Seireitei most could not help being caught up in their own thoughts of either throwing darts at the faces of the ex captains, or secretly planning on following in their footsteps There were even unnecessarily battles when people shared their conflicting views on Aizen’s betrayal.

While many shinigami had not gotten over the shock of the situation, there were also a few who were not much affected by it. However, there were three people who didn’t blink an eye or flinch when Aizen, Ichimaru and Tousen had put their final stage of the plan into action. Zaraki Kenpachi and Kusajika Yachiru were both in the 11^th Division headquarters discussing about the fight Ken-chan had with Ichigo and were plotting an element of surprise for the red head when they were to visit him soon in Karakura town for another challenging battle.

Meanwhile, Kurotsuchi Mayuri was in his office, sitting in his favorite revolving chair, eyes fixed on his computer in front of him, long pale fingers clattering on the keyboard as he typed continuously, never stopping to rest and flex his fingers. He was halfway through transforming back into his highly improved version of a human body which had been transfigured into a gooey slime in order to save his life. Come to think of think, Mayuri would rather die bleeding on the spot than live in embarrassment because he had to become such a lowly form when fighting with someone whom he should be stronger than.

At that point, Mayuri was highly unapproachable. His division members practically stayed a few feet away from him, passing their reports only to his vice captain Nemu, who would approach with great care. The slightest thing that he felt was unacceptable or out of place would land her into the great depths of his sadistic, ill mannered ramblings. He was vindictive and hell bent on revenge. However he was not sure of how he was going to do it without turning into slime again and it seemed his only options were to further disfigure his body and create a new way to counter the attack of the Quincy.

“ Or I could just steal Hitsugaya Taichou’s zanpakutou to freeze my body when it turns to slime, then invent something that would change the frozen block of slime back into me!” thought Mayuri, snickering to himself then realizing that his division members could have probably heard his insane cackle.

“Oops” he muttered, touching his lips with his hands, delicate fingers stroking his pale mask, black fingernails basking in the light, “Che, who cares, could always dispose off them. Needn’t worry anyway, since my reputation’s already damned ruined. Thank you friggin Quincy! Just you wait. Say your prayers cause nobody gets away with humiliating me. GEEZ Quincy you really deserve a flying kick to Hueco Mundo, with a letter from me attached to a collar round ya neck. Attention Aizen Sousuke, a new specimen I have sent, have fun playing and remember ya owe me one!” Mayuri chuckled, stopping when a deep pain formed in his abdomen. “Eh,” he thought, “Am I going past my sane limit…”

“…Mayuri-sama?”

Mayuri spun around in his chair at the realization that someone may have overheard his very personal thoughts. Unfortunately because he was partly human form and partly slime, his chair was not used to the lighter weight and spun 360 degrees instead.

“KISAMA!!” he yelled, unknowingly allowing his cheeks to blush a little pink, and continued swearing when he realized that. Then he remembered that as long as he wore his mask, nobody could see his face.

“ARGH whatever, like I said my reputation is already ruined. I’d be sure to kill anyone who dares bring that fact up anyway. Oh this is really a pain! How I wish I would change back immediately. Not being able to sense others’ reiatsu at the moment is infuriating...” he thought, carefully maneuvering the chair to face his uninvited guest.

“…gomen Mayuri-sama. But I was worried when I…”

“CHE! YOU!” Mayuri yelled, half relieved it was only his Nemu, the other half worried that she had heard him talking to himself about that damned Quincy. Though Nemu was really stubborn and never stopped denying it, he could sense she had some kind of bond with that boy. Not that he cared about her feelings but he just did not want to have to waste his efforts to shut her up when she started talking about the Quincy and how Mayuri-sama had misunderstood him. It had not been pleasant seeing as he could not kill her off. Sure, he had nearly finished her when he fought with that Quincy, but it was only so he would not lose face. How could he let a boy who knew nothing about him think that he actually cared for Nemu?! It would ruin his whole image and he would surely be mocked by the other shinigami when they came to hear of it.

He had a reputation to maintain, a past to keep buried deep in him to constantly remind him of his past failures, a dream to succeed, a life to avenge and a promise he made to himself to go all the way because he would not let that person’s efforts go to waste, that one very important person, whom he could never repay. He had his own reasons that he would never divulge, not even to his daughter.

“….get tea for you, Mayuri-sama?” Nemu’s voice which he had been oblivious to slowly slipped into his thoughts just as he was winning the internal battle fought with his mind to forget the past for the moment. The last thing he wanted was Nemu on his heels.

“Nani, Nemu?! Can’t you see I’m busy?! Get out of my sight, I’m having a freaking headache and would not want to have to personally take action, so if you know what’s good for you, scram!” Mayuri shrieked, his left hand rising to hold his head which he swore he thought was about to fall off, and the other hand gripping onto his zanpakutou to add an effect to his words.

“Hai, Mayuri-sama, but should you need anything, please let me know. Do not stress yourself over little things as well. You are not well, Mayuri-sama. You need rest and your temper under control in order for your body to fully transform back…” Nemu ranted, on and on, she did not seem to have the least bit of common sense that Mayuri was beyond pissed and would love to shove a big chunk of food into her mouth to shut her up. Not that it might work like that ingenious 6^th Division captain had tried with Yachiru.

“NEMU! You are garrulous!” Mayuri interrupted her preaching, which she seemed to always pick the wrong time start on, “Please, just leave.”

“Hai, Mayuri-sama, just one more thing...”Nemu said, but her voce trailed away slowly as she pondered if her next words were going to change her father back into slime with his uncontrollable and tremendous temper. His body was not yet stable so the slightest outburst would make him a sluggish pile of slime yet again.

“SAY IT NEMU! I am waiting!”

“As you wish, Mayuri-sama. Eto, I overheard you talking just now and I’m very sorry you lost to the Quincy, but please don’t blame-“

“SHIMATTA” echoed through Mayuri’s mind at least ten times before he put on his most serious face and was about to lecture Nemu and punish her when he was struck with an idea to make the Quincy suffer his wrath. He sneered silently, desperately trying to control his body from breaking out into convulsions from being unable to control his laughter. He managed fortunately to pinch himself and acquire a blank look before facing his daughter.

“Nemu, before you continue on and on with that monotonous tone of yours that is so much like a lullaby, I want you to go down to the human world. I want you to bring the Quincy back. AND BEFORE YOU INTERRUPT, I am not going to kill him, just play with him and put him through some stress and you know. use him to alleviate my pain. So I have a plan that will work to both our benefits…”

When Nemu heard of her father’s plans she was beyond dumbstruck. Her father? Using seduction techniques? To avenge himself? She had stared incredulously and immediately asked him if he was feeling okay and even went through the trouble of getting yelled at, almost losing her hearing when she had asked him to visit the 4^th Division for a check-up and if possible get the assistance of a therapist. Though he had beaten her a little, she was glad the old Mayuri-sama was back. The vigorous, petty father of hers. He had cocked his head to his left and grinned maniacally, barking off all sorts of threats so she would not refuse the order. It was true that Mayuri was often insane and his ideas were by far ridiculous but this was the first time that his ideas had far surpassed what she thought he was capable of.

In the end, what surprised her most was the fact that he actually knew she had feelings for the Quincy. She was flabbergasted and she felt heat rise up to her cheeks as they flushed a vibrant shade of red. She tried desperately to hide it by staring at the ground, then playing with her long braid and as if it was a shield to hide her face under.

She almost fainted when Mayuri-sama screeched that if she did not calm down; her heart would stop from the extreme pressure she was giving it by forcing it to pump that many times a minute. She then silently cursed that her one and only secret she thought she could keep to herself had been long discovered.

Mayuri, sensing her thoughts, only turned away and grinned sheepishly, so he had been right after all. He was however a little unnerved that her feelings were that strong. Not to mention inhumanly jealous of the way she felt towards the Quincy. He could never figure out for the life of his what was so great about the four eyed stick figure. However, he felt great and immortal that this was the first time he managed to get his revenge without causing any form of injury. He was never one for violence but the unfairness of life and the great depths of betrayal that had fallen upon him were the demons that became one with his life.

He had found it harder and impossible to forgive, after all the people he had given a second chance to all took things for granted and he was always taken advantage of. He shuddered as he recalled his past then became infuriated with himself for letting the recollections of his childhood drift into the present.

Nemu, sensing a great shift in her father’s aura, thought it was better for both of them if she left him alone. Sighing, she left the room. “Oh well,” she thought, “Least I get to spend some time with the first person I ever felt this way to.” She hurriedly turned, long luscious braid of hair trailing behind her as she used to shunpo to get out of her father’s office.

“I must be thankful though, Mayuri-sama never scolded me for having some feelings for that Quincy. But it’s not like I can help it either!” Nemu thought, lost in deep thought, “Well I don’t know what Mayuri-sama wants with that Quincy when I bring him back, but I’d surely protect him.” She started packing her things for a two day trip to Karakura Town, not forgetting to include the cosmetics she had purchased from Matsumoto and her secret diamond earrings that she had never shown anyone before. With that she sighed and a small smile crept upon her face, erasing even the slightest bits of unhappiness in her. For once, she was actually looking forward to an order by Mayuri-sama.

Chapter 2

“Never underestimate the great powers of a little brat and her childish companions!” Renji snorted,

“Never mind that, at least all of us are safe. Then again, don’t you think there’s something fishy about this whole crap?” Ishida pondered, lifting his finger to his face, and did his infamous habit of pushing up his glasses. Everyone turned to face Ishida, thinking over what their friend had brought up. Ichigo, with a puzzled frown and Renji with a blank look, were somehow slower to comprehend what Ishida said.

“You mean that the game is still on? Che, those losers really have a load of free time. Probably fired from their last job I guess,” said Ichigo, smiling at the image of the three musketeers being told off by their boss for screwing around on the job then shuddered as he recalled himself, Renji and Rukia having been in the same situation once. He gulped, it was an awful experience. From that day onwards Ichigo swore that he could feel his ears ring and vibrate whenever there was a loud noise near him. Neither would he forget Rukia’s chappy rabbit ring that left a beautiful mark on his face. Being punched by her was bad enough; having a rabbit shaped scar on his face was the greatest terror. He thanked god for bandages.

“I don’t know about that, they probably didn’t even have a job in the first place!” Inoue butted in, wide grin on her face. She seemed to have forgotten that she was kidnapped by the three only a day before. Well, it was not as if the kidnapping was a bad experience, she could hardly remember a thing about it or being tortured, she only recalled party balloons and cute little dolly teacups as she sipped her own concoction of sweet bean paste tea.

“You’re right!” Renji said, pointing a finger at Ishida who leaned back to avoid contact with Renji’s finger, which he wondered if his friend ever washed. “There is something wrong with this whole situation,” Renji finished, putting on a serious face while he frowned and squeezed his brains to come up with a more brilliant thing to beat Ishida’s smartness.

“Well I guess we shouldn’t worry yet, just watch our backs and prepare-” Ishida spoke, shrugging, but was only interrupted by Renji.

“I know! I know what’s wrong with this whole mess. Well they are probably-attracted to you, Ichigo! I saw their eyes traveling all over you. Head to toe left to right! You got not only the girl checking you out but the boys too! It all makes sense; they played with us so they could toy with you without raising suspicions! Ah, they probably returned Inoue and Chad because they would be heart broken to see you cry. Boy Ichigo, I am so jealous!” Renji spouted, snickering silently to himself. Now that is really so clever of me, thought Renji.

Ishida simply crosses his arms and arched his eyebrows. He contemplated whether to go home or hang around in case of trouble. But his presence seemed to be ignored and forgotten as everyone stared at Renji and so Ishida walked away. Chad just wore his signature blank expression and Ichigo was raging, his body shaking uncontrollably as he clenched his fists and raised his hand to grab Zangetsu. He was about to take it off his back when Inoue spoke.

“Ano, Renji-kun, could that be true? Wow, Kurosaki-kun sure has a lot of suitors! Don’t be jealous, when he gets famous, we get his money! I can’t imagine, Kurosaki-kun, a celebrity! We can all travel with him and become famous too, and then I can sell my delicious sweet bean paste recipes! Yay! Then we can go-” Inoue was rambling on and on and Ichigo felt irritated at first then worried it was caused by a severe blow to her head that she received when she was kidnapped. He was about to ask her if she was okay when he remembered Renji was still lingering around, a cheeky grin plastered across his face that straightened when he caught Ichigo staring at him.

“Renji, you must be seriously neglected and missing out a lot when it comes to relationships ne? I have a coffin,” Ichigo said calmly.

“Eh? A coffin? Ichigo, are you going insane thinking about the girl and boys that demand your attention? Hahaha! You must be hallucinating right now about them, no? Don’t let your imagination run too wild ne, you’ll only sputter more nonsense and drive people away! What are you talking about man!” chuckled Renji.

“I have a coffin, RENJI,” Ichigo replied, stressing on his friend’s name to prove he was very much conscious and not in another dimension of his own, “A coffin, which has grown attached to you so badly it cries out for you every night, weeping whenever you never turn up, it is desperate for your loving soul Renji! Why don’t you entertain it? It is as attracted to you as you said those three kidnappers are attracted to me. Why, you may even pick up some tips from it. Or a few good pick-up lines.”

“Nani Ichigo?! You’re really insane ya know, what crap are you-” Renji retorted, but halfway grasped what Ichigo meant, “You know, you pick a fight with your sword, not your mouth! Baka!”

Ichigo’s heart did a little victory dance seeing his friend look humiliated.

“Kurosaki-kun, Renji-kun, I think that’s enough, we’ve been standing here for quite some time and receiving weird looks from passers-by!” Inoue pleaded her eyes giving her that look of a cute little pitiful kitten asking for milk. She called it her “getting things her way” technique.

Renji and Ichigo both glared at each other for a second before turning their backs and silently muttering curses under their breaths. Inoue sighed, proud of herself for stopping a typhoon from destroying the streets of Karakura Town.

“Mattaku! That Ichigo and Renji, I’m glad I left before they started a fight. It seems like that’s all they ever do nowadays,” Ishida thought furiously. They even fought during the game with their enemy to get Inoue and Chad back. He slapped his forehead at the thought being with them any longer. Not that he hated them, he was glad to have friends after spending his childhood alone. He simply was annoyed that they always made a ruckus as if they were fighting in a wrestling match and he was the referee.

It was early morning but he was tired from spending the night at the museum playing the ridiculous time consuming game to rescue his friends. He yawned and stretched, before heading towards his bedroom, promising himself an hour’s rest before working on his new project to sew a doll for Inoue. He blushed as he thought about it, and wondered when he would ever have the guts to talk to Inoue alone and tell her how he felt.

As he ascended the steps to his room, he smiled sheepishly, thinking about how Inoue would react to his confession when suddenly he tripped and fell forwards, arms scrambling to hold on to the banister before he tumbled down the stairs. However, an arm gripped his and for a moment he was thankful to that person for saving him many broken bones when darkness surrounded him. He rubbed his eyes and opened them again wondering if he was already in dreamland when he noticed he was being dragged around in a bag, a very uncomfortable poky and rough sack actually. He opened his mouth to yell for help when he realized that the aura of the kidnapper felt a bit familiar. He started to reach for his mobile phone but unfortunately before he could do so he was knocked out by a blow to his head.

Cloud snickered. Vanishing to join his friends Ririn and Nova in their secret hideout where he hid the unconscious body of Ishida Uryuu. He wished he had not had to kidnap him because it sounded really stupid and after all they did not have any intention of demanding a ransom or anything. He just wanted to pretend to be Ishida and go along with the plan of getting Ichigo and his friends to guess who was a fake between them while he imitated Ishida’s every behavior to make things harder for them.

After leaving Ishida in Nova and Ririn’s care, he quickly returned to Ishida’s house, disguising himself from head to toe as the real Ishida. He pranced to the mirror and was instantly pleased to know that he was such a genius and that he looked completely like Ishida, not a single thing out of place. He loved this technique of his. He loved simply how others reacted when they realized they had been so ignorant that their friend had disappeared and a fake had taken his place.

Settling himself on the couch of Ishida’s, he reached out his hand to search for the remote to turn on the television. “I’ll rest today and tomorrow shall be the climax!” he thought, snickering, “Then Ririn and Nova will announce that a fake among them exists and I can watch in pleasure as they struggle to pick out any odd happenings between them!” Cloud chuckled, not realizing someone was in the vicinity watching him.

Nemu was extremely confused. Crouched down on one knee behind a bush, she watched the inside of Ishida’s house. She did not know Ishida laughed that maniacally and even talked to himself. He did not seem like a mentally unstable person so she decided it was simply stress induced after the visit to Soul Society. “Or maybe he’s madly missing me,” she thought, a smile creeping across her porcelain face, but she slapped herself lightly for allowing such thoughts. She flushed lightly in embarrassment but pinched herself this time. She could not let herself get embarrassed so easily especially in front of Mayuri-sama when she returned with Ishida. She actually pondered aborting this mission.

“What if getting his attention doesn’t work? What if he refuses to go back with me to Soul Society? What will I do then? How far will I go to tell him about my feelings for him? Will I be able to control myself after that? What if I am rejected because he has a girlfriend? WHAT IF?!” thoughts like these echoed through her mind, buzzing loudly like a swarm of bees, refusing to leave her in peace.

She cursed herself for having second thoughts about completing her mission. Sure, she would love to be in Ishida’s presence, she would love for him to look at her again and to spend time with him. She was however a little worried that he might not feel the same way about her. After much debating, she decided to give things a try. After all, she would never know how he felt if she did not try and was determined not to waste this golden opportunity of her life.

Nemu stood, frantically pulling down the hem of her slightly above knee length lacy skirt. She was not used to any other clothing except her shinigami uniform but she had to look good in front of Ishida. So she had sacrificed her comfort and her hard earned money as well. She was thankful that Ishida could see her shinigami form so she could emerged out of her gigai anytime if she needed to. Like for example, she thought, falling flat on her face because it was the first time she put on a gigai.

Neatly braiding her hair for the fifth time, she checked out her image in her small compatible mirror, tilting it in every direction to examine every angle of herself. She applied some lip gloss and eye shadow before putting on her newly bought high heels and walking a little awkwardly towards Ishida’s house.

Cloud was bored. The television channels Ishida had subscribed to was nothing but Science, Geography, news and everything educational. He flipped through the channels, frantically searching for at least one normal channel to watch. He was really disappointed. Regretting choosing Ishida, he wished he chose someone else to imitate. Ishida’s life was boring. Mundane and too intellectual. Nothing fun to do at all. Ishida’s only way of relaxation seemed to be watching boring educational shows and sewing. Sewing, something Cloud had never imagined Ishida would do. It was troublesome and required a lot of patience. Things Cloud definitely lacked of. The fridge was very empty as well. It was packed, but packed with a lot of nutritional brain food that Cloud would rather starve than eat.

Cloud was about to burst into tears from the lack of life in the house when there was a knock on the door. Cloud sighed, he did not want to start playing the game so soon, he wanted to rest a day but if Ichigo or Ishida’s friends were here, he just had to deal with it.

Cloud was mesmerized. After peeking through the eyehole in the door, he was simply stunned and dumbstruck by beauty. “Ishida had such a great sexy girlfriend?” Cloud though, drooling and eyes blinded by love, “maybe things aren’t going to be as boring as I thought.” Cloud immediately regained his composure and braced himself, remembering to keep to acting exactly as Ishida. But was suddenly worried when he realized Ishida’s girlfriend might suspect. She was, after all, his girlfriend. He took deep breaths and calmed himself, put on Ishida’s serious look and strutted to open the door. Meanwhile, inside him, his heart was palpitating wildly and he had to try very hard to suppress his excitement. “What a day I’ll have! Hopefully she won’t get me into bed and find out I’m not Ishida. Then again, would it be very bad, after she took off-” Cloud’s thoughts were interrupted by the continuous knocking which seemed to grow louder and the intervals between each knock shorter. He was a dead man if he made Ishida’s girlfriend wait any longer, he thought.

Outside, Nemu was getting anxious, she was debating whether to give up and turn away when the there was a click and the door opened. Box of chocolates in hand, Nemu prepared herself mentally, calming her nervousness once again.

“Konichiwa, Ishida-kun, I-”

“Kurotsuchi Nemu?!” Cloud sputtered, then immediately regained his posture and welcomed her in. He was very surprised. No way could she be Ishida’s girl. If not, what was she here for? Cloud could never figure out for his life why the Twelfth Division Vice Captain had come to visit Ishida. He trembled slightly before he caught himself and stopped. “Oh well, I’ll just have to be very careful and not say the wrong things. Best to let her speak first and act accordingly. I can’t give myself away to her!” Cloud worried, anxiously squeezing his fingers, and then he realized it was a good thing after all. He could have fun and at the same time not get found out as Nemu did not know Ishida well. He breathed a sigh of relieve and closed the door after she had entered. “what pretty feet as well,” he thought, chuckling silently.

Nemu thought there was something off about Ishida but decided to shrug it off. She shyly offered him the box of chocolates as he asked her to take a seat. Nemu could not help wandering her eyes all over the artistically done house, gazing in awe. The sofa covers were all sewn by hand and so were the curtains. The furniture seemed really expensive and stationed at every corner of the neat and tidy house were antique vases. Nemu could not help being amazed.

Thu, 31 May 2007 05:47:27 GMT

first post. should have been done long ago. ah anyway i just started watching naruto! whee i'm too slow, yeah i know.. haha well only watched the first 10 eps but its great! no wonder its that popular.. oh well.. but it'll take me ages to watch until the latest episode.. not really complaining though, like least i don't have to wait a week for a new episode to be released(x good as it is, bleach and rurouni kenshin will no doubt remain my top favesXD

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

41	42	43	44

45	46	47	48

49	50	51	52

53	54	55	56

57	58	59	60

61	62	63	64

65	66	67	68

69	70	71	72

73	74	75	76

77	78	79	80

81	82	83	84

85	86	87	88

89	90	91	92

93	94	95	96

97	98	99	100

101	102

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

41	42	43	44

45	46	47	48

49	50	51	52

53	54	55	56

57	58	59	60

61	62	63	64

65	66	67	68

69	70	71	72

73	74	75	76

77	78	79	80

81	82	83	84

85	86	87	88

89	90	91	92

93	94	95	96

97	98	99	100

101	102

1	2	3	4

5	6	7	8

9	10	11	12

13	14	15	16

17	18	19	20

21	22	23	24

25	26	27	28

29	30	31	32

33	34	35	36

37	38	39	40

41	42	43	44

45	46	47	48

49	50	51	52

53	54	55	56

57	58	59	60

61	62	63	64

65	66	67	68

69	70	71	72

73	74	75	76

77	78	79	80

81	82	83	84

85	86	87	88

89	90	91	92

93	94	95	96

97	98	99	100

101	102