It Will Never BreakTakes place directly after the fullbringer arcIt Will Never Break by Skilly-n-Duff
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DISCLAIMER: None of these characters would normally talk about what they do in this fic. Unless, of course, they happen to be a little drunk. Which they totally are.
"I do not get it." Ikkaku said with a belch. "I mean, that Rukia has been chomping at the bit for a YEAR while we were getting that sword ready."
Yumichika and Iba waited while Ikkaku took another swig of sake. The three of them were drinking together under the full moon, relaxing on a hillside just outside Seireitei.
"And THEN," the 11th squad third seat continued, "Then we finally get there, bang pow boom, Ichigo mans up and stops crying, we fight the good fight and...pfffft." He sloshed the sake bottle around in disgust before passing it off to Iba.
"Well, it was the middle of a battle. What did you expect to happen?" Yumichika asked. Ikkaku waved an irritated hand at him.
"I fought Ichigo during the ryoka invasion. He was like a man possessed, that fi
Beauty and the Beast: Crossover Style! Ch. 8Beauty and the Beast: Crossover Style!Beauty and the Beast: Crossover Style! Ch. 8 by moonlitinuyasha1985
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Chapter Eight: Something There
(I do not own Bleach, Naruto, Xena: Warrior Princess, or Beauty and the Beast. They all belong to their respective owners.)
It is now nighttime, as most of the stores in Karakura Town are closed until tomorrow. Of course, despite the fact that the bar is also closed, some activity is happening in there right now.
As a lamp glowed through the dark bar, Aizen and Gin were there, having a conversation with a pink-haired man in a white coat, white hakama, wore glasses, and white gloves. His name is Szayel Aporro Granz, the head of the Karakura Insane Asylum, where the insane and unhinged are..."taken care of".
"I don't like leaving the Asylum at this hour, Aizen," Szayel started. "This had better be good."
Aizen took out a large bag of gold coins and handed them to Szayel.
"Hmm," the pink-haired man hummed as he counted the coins and smiled. "All right, you've got my attention."
Fifteen Years- IchiRuki- PrologueFifteen Years- IchiRuki- Prologue by JCTheDawn
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"Ichigo!" Rukia Kuchiki screamed out as the orange haired boy, Ichigo Kurosaki, fell at her feet. The enemy, a shadow faced creature, fell and disintegrated, blood in its place. Rukia knelt beside him, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Ru….kia…" Ichigo managed, looked up at her. Blood was smeared all over his face and welled from his mouth. Rukia let the tears fall on his chest as she began to cry over him.
"Why did you go and do that? Why didn't you let me die instead?" she cried, sides shaking fiercely.
"I'm not going to die. Rukia I-"
"No Ichigo! This one was my battle! And now I must ignore the fact that you can be alright! Your missing an arm and your bleeding to death!" Rukia interrupted, falling on him.
"Rukia…. I couldn't let you die either…" Ichigo stroked her head with his remaining hand.
"And why not? No one cares if I die." Rukia looked at him, his blood now on her face. She was talking nonsense of course, the hysteria getting to her head.
"A lot of