Improbable Attachment: Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not use big words and I do not own Bleach

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Rukia switches the bag of groceries she bought earlier to her left hand as her right hand fumbles for the ringing cell phone in her jacket’s pocket. She cusses when the other contents of her pocket are accidentally being pulled out as well and drop to the ground; among the rubbish are her house keys and some changes.

Rukia hits the answer call button and listens attentively.

“No assignment.”

That was it.

Rukia sighs. She is actually looking forward for an assignment tonight. The reason why she is out on the street with a grocery bag in her hand is because she got so bored.

Rukia puts down her grocery bag to pick up her house keys and her changes from the sidewalk, ignoring the people that walk pass her. This makes her remembers Ulquiorra’s words just a day before, suggesting her to carry a hand bag so that things will get a bit organized. Rukia has scoffed at the idea. The day she starts carrying a hand bag over her shoulder would mark the end of the world.

Rukia is not one for accessories or any trivial clothing. Her everyday clothes are her boots, a simple yukata and a black leather jacket that looks like it has seen better days. It has been tattered around the edges and if anyone bothers to look closely, there are numerous small spots of crusted blood on it. She always cleaned her jacket after an assignment but sometimes she did miss a spot or two.

After she picks the changes that are visible to her, she picks up her grocery bag again and starts walking towards her apartment. The amount of people walking around starts to decrease as she gets closer to her apartment. This neighborhood is not exactly a safe haven. In fact, people avoid this place because of the nasty rumors which most of the time turned out to be true. This area is also popular because of the gang fights that happen almost every night. However Rukia is not an average person. She can take care of herself just fine. She likes it here where people do not care who you are. It gives her the freedom that she needs.

Two blocks away from her apartment, another fight breaks out in one of the alley. Like always she ignores it and keeps on walking. Just as she is about to turn around the corner, she hears multiple footsteps running from behind her. Knowing of what to come, she slinks into the shadow as the guy who is being chased by three other men comes running pass her. As he passes her, he turns his head and Rukia is assaulted by a pair of cobalt blue eyes. It only last for less than a second but Rukia finds herself wondering to whom such frenzy looking eyes belong to. Rukia does not saw fear in his eyes instead she saw a pair of eyes that are lusting for blood, eyes that clearly does not care if it would be able to see the light of day tomorrow. It is as if he is not the one who is being chased, but the other way around.

Rukia still could not stop looking at that guy when she notices something shiny falls from either his hand or his pocket. The guy who does not seems aware of the lost of his belonging keeps on running until the four of them are out of Rukia’s sight.

Despite her mind telling her to keep on walking home, Rukia walks over to where the object had fell. Closer inspection reveals that the object is a key. Rukia picks it up and observes it. There is nothing special about it. It looks like any other house keys. Nevertheless Rukia finds herself putting it in her pocket and her feet stroll to where the fight is taking place.

Rukia stands in the shadow as she watches the guy struggles against the three men that are after him. One of them is howling in pain and is bleeding from one of the eyes, obviously after being poked with something sharp by the guy who has cobalt blue hair to match his eyes. Then the guy grabs the bloody one eyed man’s head and shoves it to the wall. The bastard whimpers before he falls unconscious to the floor.

“Heh, you would not die from something like that, you pussy!”

Rukia lips twitches into a smile when she heard what the guy said.

Not a second later, the second man with dirty blonde hair comes to him with clench fist. He punches the blue haired guy’s face which sends him reeling backward and hits his head on the concrete wall that is full with graffiti. The guy’s nose starts to bleed as he doubles over from the pain.

“Tsk tsk tsk… What a stupid fucker you are for making us running after you. That is not a wise thing to do,” says the blonde man chuckling. His right foot quickly makes contact with the guy’s abdomen. He kicks once, twice and for the third time without giving the guy a chance to suck in air. The blue haired guy coughs up blood.

“You know you have to pay us when you lay your head in our district even if it is in a dumpster. Running away just making it worst for you,” exclaims the third man who is wearing a green cap. He squats besides the lying guy, grabs his cobalt blue hair and starts to punch his face multiple times.

When the man with the green cap stops punching, the blonde haired man continues by kicking his face several times with his foot.

The blue haired guy face has been officially rearranged.

“F-fuck… you,” utters the blue haired guy despite his bloody cut lips.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, huh? Do you have a fucking death wish?”

“Yeah, fucker… If that is what you want, we can fucking arrange it for you. We even put a fucking flower on your dead body. How does that sounds?” inquires the man with the green cap.

The blue haired guy coughs. Blood splutters on the asphalt floor. The two men standing cackle at the sight.

“S-sucks… my d-dick,” replies the blue haired guy after much struggle.

His respond only brings more wraths to the two men. They stop laughing. The man with the green cap gives signal and the blond haired man fishes out a knife from his pocket.

Rukia does not sure why she interferes but when she sees the knife, her body starts to move on its own. Blame it on her reflexes. She still carries her grocery bag when she walks out of the shadow which makes her immediately visible to the four men, three if you don’t wan to include the unconscious guy.

“Hey, do not come here,” warns the man with the green cap.

Rukia ignores the warning and continues walking towards them.

“Damn it,” curses the man with the green cap and signals his blonde friend to follow him. They do not have a choice but to eliminate all witnesses.

Rukia does not utter a single word. Her boots thumps on asphalt floor as they continue on their march. She can see the blue haired guy struggles to sit up, to see who it is that is foolish enough to come to his rescue.

“I am telling you not to come over here. Are you fucking deaf, bitch?” asks the man with the green cap when they are face to face with Rukia.

The man with the blonde hair laughs when he notices how physically vulnerable the girl in front of him looks. He extends his hand to pat Rukia’s head. “What is this? A small girl like you is trying to defy us?”

However before his hand is able to reach Rukia, she grabs it with her free hand. The man’s eyes go wide at the sheer strength of her clutch. He feels like his bones are about to get crush. Before he can squeak a word, Rukia throws him towards the wall. His body crashes into it and create a small crater before he tumbles over to the floor.

The man with green cap could not believe his eyes. His head immediately recalls the rumor of a cold blooded female assassin living in their district. This girl in front of him fit the description to a T. He tries to run away but his knees buckle. Rukia calmly walks over to him and with one graceful swift of her body, she delivers a roundhouse kick to his head which sends him flying few feet away, swallowing quite a number of his teeth as his face lands on the wood panels that scattered on the floor.

“Tch, the ice-cream is going to melt,” mumbles Rukia as she looks at her grocery bag.

The blue haired guy blinks as he stares disbelievingly at what he just saw. He looks at Rukia with awe.

Rukia picks her pocket and produces the key that the guy dropped earlier. She tosses it in front of him.

“That belongs to you, right?”

The blue haired guy looks at it. Surpsrise is evident in his cobalt eyes. Then he nods as he picks it up. Using the wall to balance his body, he struggles to stand up.

Rukia does not want to linger around. Since the guy is well enough to stand up, she should not have to worry about him too much. Besides, she needs to put her ice-cream in the refrigerator as soon as possible.

Urgh, she hates ice-cream.

“Wait… wait a second!” calls the blue haired guy.

Rukia stops walking. She turns around. “What is it? You did not drop anything else.” At that moment, it dawns on Rukia that perhaps this guy is worry about something else. “Oh… do not worry. None of these guys are dead. They are just unconscious.”

“No…” the guy pants his protest. “I think I am about to fa –“

Before he can finish his words, he lurches backward, no longer conscious.

Rukia stands rooted to the floor for a couple of minute contemplating whether to leave him or help him out. After much deliberations, she decides on the latter.

After all, she did say she is bored to death tonight, did she not?

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If this set up seems familiar, probably because it is *winks* however I promise you the story would be different… if only a bit *sticks out tongue* XD

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A Smile and A Blush: Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not use big words and I do not own Bleach. Also, I do not have beta reader.

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Just one look at the girl with her dirty sneakers and secondhand clothes, you will know that she does not belong in this school where most of its inhabitants are covered from head to toe with designer clothes, shoe, bags, you name it.

However she carries herself with an air of dignity. She does not give a damn about the things people think or talk about her. She knows she has to work thrice as hard just to get accepted in this school, not only academic wise but in actual term of working too. She has her regular day job to pay for the school fees and is working two part time jobs during the night for the books and other expenses.

So she is really looking forward for lunch break because it is the only time that she can relax. She stretches her leg and leans her weight on the tree trunk. She closes her eyes, hoping that she can steal a wink or two before the school bell rings again indicating the end of lunch break. She likes this particular spot, where nobody disturbs her as the tree provides shade from the glaring morning sun.

“Rukia!”

Well, nobody except for this guy.

Rukia ignores him.

“Hey Rukia!”

“What it is Renji?” asks Rukia without opening her eyes. She does not bother to disguises her annoyed tone either.

She had met Renji last two summers at the place she was working at. He came to the restaurant every single day and always left big tips if she was the one who attended to him. She got teased a lot because of it but she needed the money so she just ignored the jeers from the other older waitresses and continued with her job.

So imagined her shock when she saw him at the school the first day she was here. Renji on the other hand seemed extremely happy about it. He took her under his wing and showed her the way around school.

There were two thoughts that ran through her mind at that moment.

Thought #1: she has to stop taking tips from him.

Thought #2: she will get butchered.

Turned out she did get butchered however not by Renji but from a bunch of girls. Later on Rukia found out that those girls are members of Renji Fan Club. The girls continue to taunt Rukia with warnings and stupid pranks but Rukia refuse to take crap from anybody. She, who was used to abuse, took it with stride which made the girls even more pissed.

Her valor was quickly became the talk of the school.

She also made the headline for other reasons. The fact that she is poor but can afford this school makes the school buzz with speculations. Some say that she has a sugar daddy. Others say that she just has poor taste in fashion and she is not really poor. But the best so far was the one where she was a bank robber and has tones of money stashed somewhere. She just acted poor as a cover up so that the police will not suspect her. With that bank money, she also did a plastic surgery which explains why she is one of the prettiest girls in the school.

Soon enough she caught the eyes of several other male students and quickly became the enemy of even more girls.

“Rukia!” calls Renji again.

“Jeebus Renji! What do you want?!” Rukia opens her eyes, glaring at the grinning Renji standing in front of her. “What?!”

“Take a guess” beams Renji.

Rukia grunts and closes her eyes. Once again she leans her weight upon the tree. She is not playing this game with him.

“Aww come on now Rukia. Take a guess. It’s going to worth your time. I promise.”

Rukia ignores him.

“Alright, I’m feeling generous today so I’ll give you a hint. It has something to do with boobs!”

“Like I care?”

“You are no fun, you know that?”

“So I have been told.”

Renji does a facepalm. “Can you at least for one minute pretend that you are interested?”

Silence.

“Jeez Rukia!” Renji throws himself besides Rukia. His butt lands with a thud.

“Go away Renji,” says Rukia. Her eyes still close.

“Alright I’m going to tell you anyway. Inoue and Ishida have called it off. They are officially single for --,” Renji looks at his wrist watch. “6 minutes.”

If there is one thing Rukia dislike about Renji, it is his interest with other people’s business. He just loves gossips.

“Yippee!” says Rukia faking her excitements.

“Don’t you want to know why?”

“No,” Rukia yawns.

“You should though.”

“Why?”

“Because Inoue thinks Ishida has the hot for you.”

Rukia eyes shot open. She nearly chokes with laughter.

“I told you this is worthy of your time,” says Renji in between chuckles.

“That girl needs her head examine. Everyone knows Ishida is gay for her,” says Rukia after her laughter has subsides.

“I am not too sure about that, Rukia… You do have that charm to attract even the gayest boy in this school.”

Rukia snorts. “You are the gayest boy I know but you don’t have the hot for me,” jokes Rukia.

Renji jabs Rukia with his elbow which makes Rukia bawling with hilarity.

If only you knew, Rukia…

The school bells ring indicating the end of the lunch break. Rukia stands up and offers her hands towards Renji. Renji takes it and Rukia hauls him up. Renji always wonder where does she get her strength from.

“I guess that adds another girl to my enemy list,” Rukia says imperturbably.

Renji looks at the back of Rukia as she walks towards their classroom. He knows what she just said is true. Rukia needs to deal with the repercussion although it was not her fault. She is the scapegoat for the high society girls in this school. He wishes he could do something about it but…

With heart heavy with worry and regret, Renji follows Rukia.

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Rukia takes her seat lazily besides the window. She takes out the Math book since the class is about to start soon. She flips through the pages but her eyes are looking out the window.

Renji who walks in after her take his seat as well. Several seats in front of him, a bunch of girls are gathering around Inoue, comforting the damsel in distress. Most of the girls look sneeringly at Rukia. No doubt hating the girl with the raven hair for once again is the cause of another couple break up.

Keigo and Mizuno come to his table and starts talking about the latest scandal that has taken the school by storm.

“You think Rukia-chan will hook up with Ishida soon?” asks Keigo. His eyes dart from Renji to Rukia to Inoue.

You can hear Inoue’s sobbing become louder.

Mizuno jabs Keigo to shush him up. “Be a little considerate, will you?”

“But I’m curious!” pouts Keigo. “You know I have the biggest crush on Rukia-chan!”

Renji is about to smack Keigo at the back of his head when Miss Unohana steps in the class. Students quickly take their places and greet their home room teacher.

Miss Unohana greets them back and then she signals her hand towards the door. Few seconds later, a student with bright orange hair walks in, caring his RAF bag over his shoulder. Once he enters the classroom, his eyes quickly scan the rooms as if he is looking for something or someone.

“Please introduce yourself,” instructs Miss Unohana after she told the class that this new guy is the new transfer student and wish everyone will help him to get use to the new school.

“Kurosaki Ichigo,” is all he said.

Everyone expects to hear more from the introduction but the new transfer student just stands there looking around the class.

The class quickly erupted with student asking questions one after the other. The girls are squealing to learn more about him and the guys are intrigue with his laid-back attitude.

Ichigo’s eyes continue to scan the room until it stops at one student who is the only one who is not paying attention to him or to the class. She is gazing out the window with a melancholy looks in her eyes. Her tiny hand continues to flip the book in front of her, from one page to the next.

Miss Unohana has to set order to the class before the student settle down again.

“I guess you can tell more about yourself once you are more acquainted with the rest of the student,” says Miss Unohana awkwardly. “You can have a seat now, Kurosaki. Choose any empty seat you like.”

“Thank you,” says Ichigo. He starts walking.

The girls in the class begin to squeal yet again, each hoping that he will seat either next to them or behind them or in front of them. Anywhere, as long as he is seating close by. But one by one the squeal is silenced as Ichigo walks directly to the back of the class where the only empty seat is the one behind Rukia.

As he walks pass Rukia, the girl finally acknowledges his existence as she looks at him nonchalantly. Ichigo feels like her big amethyst eyes are piercing right through his soul and he is strip naked in front of her so when Rukia smiles casually at him, he blushes the shade of red.

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And Then, There's You: Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not use big words and I do not own Bleach. Also, I do not have beta reader.

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Ichigo steps out from the entrance of the club. Behind him, trails of giggles and laughter follow. His left eye twitches in annoyance. How can they be so fucking happy all the time?

“Sure you don’t want to come with us? There are plenty of other parties we were expected to be…” Ishida is his manager since he first started in this business. Ichigo owes a lot to this guy. He is basically the man who responsible for his successful career.

Ichigo nods in affirmative. “Just drop me at the apartment.”

He has had enough for the night. The parties can continue till all hell breaks loose for all he cares.

“He’s a party pooper. Who needs him around anyway!” says Nel giggling and hugs Inoue by the waist. Inoue, being who she is, giggles with Nel for no apparent reason. Woman, you can never understands how their mind truly works! But what puzzles him the most is why is Renji laughing too? Sure he’s gay and all that but does it affecting his male hormones too? Ichigo is never good with this kind of things.

Ishida looks fondly at Renji and hugs him by the shoulder before kiss him squarely on the lips.

“Oi oi get a room!” Ichigo warns the couple. He does not have problem with his manager being gay. Most of them are. But he does have problem when they start showing public affections. After several years, Ichigo is still not used to it.

“But we are in love Ichigo. You should try it too. Want me to introduce you to someone?” says Renji just to tick him off.

“Boozed talking” replies Ichigo scowling, trying to avoid Renji’s little comment. Ishida and the others burst out laughing after hearing his answer. Again he does not see what is so funny.

He looks at his watch. Quarter past twelve. He starts to tap his left shoe on the pavement. Impatience starts to creeps in. Where the fuck is the valet attendance?

“Ichigo, rumor has it that Grimmjow has a hot for you!” says Nel while grinning stupidly at Ichigo. “You and him make such a… rather unique couple, I must say.” The other three burst out laughing again.

And just like that he lost his patience. Ichigo turns around and storms off. Not bother if he has to walk back to his apartment. Anything is better than spending another minutes with those drunktards.

“Don’t forget you have a photo shoot tomorrow!” Ishida yells from behind. He waves his right hand in acknowledgement. He can still hear Renji and the girls laughing hysterically.

Love.

Overrated.

That’s what love is.

Ichigo kicks an empty beer can on the pavement with his right foot out of frustration. It is not like he does not have lovers. There are plenty of them. For some weird reason – OK maybe not so weird since he is the most sought after male model at the moment – girls and women are flocking to be his next… girlfriend? No, girlfriend is too intimate. More like play things.

Is it true though that Grimmjow has a thing for him? One look at the blue-haired man, you would not say that he’s gay but Ichigo learns a long time ago that in this industry, nothing is as it seems.

Why the fuck is I am thinking about Grimmjow anyway? Ichigo shakes his head and raises one hand to ruffle his orange hair. A habit he used to do when thinking to himself. I seriously need to mingle with other people that aren’t models.

That is when he hears a muffled scream from an alleyway that he is passing through. The alleyway is in between shop and office building so naturally there are not single lit windows that can help him figures out what is going on in the dark alley. He squints his eyes to see what is happening when he hear a shout and another muffled scream.

Not listening to the voice inside his head that screaming for him to just walk away, he creeps into the alley quietly. From the silhouette, he can see that there are three figures rounding up another figure in the middle. After he observed closely, the one in the middle is a girl. A very short girl. From the look of things, the three jackasses are harassing her.

Why the fuck am I doing this for a stranger? Ichigo wonders but too late to turn around now. “What the hell are you doing?!” Ichigo yells, hoping that he can at least intimidate his opponents.

All four of the standing figures turn around in an instance when they heard his yelling. “None of your fucking business.” One of them said. Ichigo can’t be sure which one as the alley was still dark. The moon that is hidden behind the cloud does not help the matter either. Ichigo assumes the one who said so must be the stupid gang leader. “I suggest you turn around –“

Before the jackass could finish his sentence, Ichigo see the girl punching the jackass on the face. Ichigo is taken aback by this action but apparently the other guys are ready for it. Ichigo takes the opportunity and runs forward to give aid. But before he reaches them, the girl has already knocks the air off the leader jackass and is now facing off the second jackass.

“Look out. Your back!” warns Ichigo and he comes just before the third jackass’ foot connect to the girl’s head. Ichigo pushes him with all his might which send the surprising jackass flying to the other side of the alley, landing face first. Now Ichigo is back-to-back with the girl. The leader by now has stand up again and is squaring it off with Ichigo.

“Go away. I can take care of this,” hisses the girl which taken Ichigo by surprise. He expects the girl to cry helplessly and thank him for his heroic deed or at least weep while hugging him asking for help. He certainly does not expect this! This just proves the point he made earlier: you can never fully understand what was going on in a woman’s mind.

“What? What are –“

“You heard me! Go away!” yells the girl. Ichigo can hear her heavy breathing. She must have been beaten up pretty badly before he came.

“But… but I came to save –“

“Go away!” the girl yells again. Ichigo turns around to face her but she has already ducked and a punch comes straight to his face. The girl has already kicking the jackass after she gives him a knee in between the leg.

Ichigo yelps and before he can counter attack the jackass that hit him, the leader has gotten hold of him by the neck. Shit now what? As Ichigo is struggling to breath, he hears the girl’s voice.

“Let him go.”

“Go and die bitch.”

“I said let him go!”

This is not right. I was supposed to save her not the other way around!

The girl comes running with a fist close tight. As she said that final sentence, she swings her fist pass Ichigo’s face and accurately hit the leader’s jaw. Ichigo hears it connected and knows the girl has broken that jackass' jaw. The grip that strangles him loosens and in his attempt to inhale as much oxygen as he can, he is caught in a coughing fit for several minutes.

All the while, although the girl is fully aware that the punch was the final blow for the leader jackass she feels that she has not has enough. She stands in front of the sprawling jackass and kicks his rib over and over again. She can definitely hear cracking sound more than twice.

Ichigo who has finally past the coughing fit goes up to the girl. He knows he needs to stop the girl from kicking the jackass otherwise she would have murdered him. Not that the jackass doesn’t deserve it but still…

The cloud has move a little and the moon finally decides to lend its light to the alley. Up close Ichigo realizes that the girl’s cloth is torn. Clearly these jackasses were trying to rape her. Ichigo takes off his coat and places it on the girl’s shoulder. She is shaking.

The girl stops the kicking when she feels a hand on her shoulder. She looks around as if just realizing Ichigo’s presence. Her body immediately tenses up again.

“Are you alright there?” Ichigo asks.

The girl looks squarely at Ichigo’s face, not saying a word. Ichigo see that the girl has unconditionally beautiful eyes. He cannot see what color her eyes are though because of the semi-darkness. He decides that whatever the color is, she would still look lovely. And she is lovely. And pretty too. And beautiful.

That all mean the same thing, you idiot.

Without a warning, she holds up Ichigo’s face with the palm of her hands. Ichigo who is once again taken up by surprise can only stands there and let her observe his face. He feels his body tenses and for the life of him cannot explains why he feels tingling sensations all over his body when the girl touches him. It is not as if this is the first time he is being touch by a girl. He is pretty experienced in that area. Oh yes sir he is! So why does he feels like his body just experienced an electrical shock?

Then he winces a little when the girl touches his purple cheek that starting to throbs.

“You’ll live,” is all she says before she lets go of his face. Not very gentle either. “No need to thank me,” she adds. She turns away limping and grabs her belongings.

No need to what?!

“What the hell did you just said?” Who the hell does she think she is anyway?

“You heard me.”

“I just save your ass and that’s how –“

“From what I have just experienced, it was more like I was the one who was doing all the saving,” she replies indifferently. She starts walking towards the street with her bag swaying behind her.

Well that was kind of true but still… “I assisted you!” shouts Ichigo.

The girl snickers. She turns around to face Ichigo. “I don’t need any assisting. I already told you to walk away, didn’t I?”

What the hell is this girl's problem exactly?!

Ichigo is fuming now. He starts walking towards the girl who was still standing there looking at him.

“Can you walk?” he asks since the girl was limping quite badly. Ichigo is surprise that he can still control his anger and not to lashes out at this very small midget girl.

“No duh!”

Fuck! Why the hell is she’s acting all holier than thou?! And here I am trying to be a good citizen.

“You ungrateful midget –“

“What? Want me to walk you home now?” she cuts his sentence short. Ichigo can still hear the snickers behind her voice.

Damn it! Say something you idiot! You going to let her walked all over you?

But Ichigo is too dumbfounded to say anything.

Looking at the stupefied expression on Ichigo’s face, the girl smirks again before limping away. Before she turns, Ichigo caught her eyes and he thinks she has the most beautiful eye color he has ever seen.

I guess my new favorite color is violet now.

But there is something else too. Those eyes… why does it look so sad?

Ichigo looks at her for several minutes to make sure the girl didn’t stumbles and get run over by a car after all the trouble he went through to save her.

Yeah right. More like she saved me.

He looks at her until she disappears around the corner. All the anger that built up during their short encounter has dissipates from him the moment he saw those eyes. He starts walking the opposite direction that would lead him to his apartment. Occasionally Ichigo would turn around, half hoping to see the girl again. For some weird reason, he can’t forget those eyes. A chill wind makes him realizes that he has given his coat to the girl.

There goes Hugo.

He puts a hand on his cheek which has been swelling pretty badly by now.

Damn it. I have a photo shoot tomorrow. Ishida is so going to kill me.

With that thought in mind, Ichigo ruffles his hair again before he walks into his building.

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Introduction to my stories

At the moment, there are three ongoing stories that I am working on. Before you dive head first, lets get acquainted with them, shall we?

Title: And Then, There's You
Genre: Romance, Drama
Pairings: Rukia x Ichigo/Gin/Grimmjow/Ulquiorra/Byakuya
Summary: Ichigo found himself trying to be a hero but got his ass kicked instead. Grimmjow and Gin both searching for peace and they found it from an unexpected source. Byakuya just wants the best for her. Ulquiorra just came out of nowehere. When their life entangle with a girl named Rukia, everything changes.

Title: A smile and a Blush
Genre: Romance, Drama, Mystery
Pairings: Rukia x Ichigo/Ulquiorra
Summary: Rukia leads a hard life yet through hardship, she was accepted to the most prestigious and wealthiest school where she will learn about her past and what the future could bring for her.

Title: Improbable Attachment
Genre: Romance, Drama, Fantasy
Pairings: Rukia x Grimmjow/Ichigo
Summary: He stumbles upon her by accident and is completely in awe with her presence. Little did he knows that she is the she-devil, literally.

ps: these stories are updated monthly. be sure to come back!