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  <title>Quirks from the Quirky Mind</title>
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  <title>Fanfiction continued for Bleach!  Plus link to latest FB fanfic!</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fanfiction Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Whispers Ride the Wind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hitsugaya Toushiro, Matsumoto Rangiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre(s):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; General/Drama/Angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairings:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;They were the bane of his existence. Yet, just for tonight, he&apos;ll reluctantly revisit those times of his past to recall those quietly said words. Words that somehow never lose their feeling after having been spoken so long ago... [HitsuMatsu Friendship]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoilers:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Fic mainly focuses on past but in present events, few spoilers implied.&amp;nbsp; Mainly from anime standpoint, there&apos;s the spoilers related to Aizen as well as Orihime&apos;s situation under development in the manga canon (Japan).&amp;nbsp; These don&apos;t have any direct bearing to the fic, but it may be implied.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Whispers - continued!&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.netlog.com/go/out/url=-aHR0cDovL3d3dy5mYW5maWN0aW9uLm5ldC9zLzM3ODkwNzYvMi9XaGlzcGVyc19SaWRlX3RoZV9XaW5k&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff4500&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3789076/2/Whispers_Rid- e_the_Wind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And of couse, I&apos;m continuing with my Fruits Basket fanfiction...jump to it and let me know how you like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Seasons of Sorrow CH55!  Wow!&quot;&gt;&lt;a target=&quot;_blank&quot; href=&quot;http://en.netlog.com/go/out/url=-aHR0cDovL3d3dy5mYW5maWN0aW9uLm5ldC9zLzE5NTk2MDQvNTUvU2Vhc29uc19vZl9Tb3Jyb3c_&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff4500&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/1959604/55/Seasons_of_- Sorrow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Why create two different posts for these two...as I say, less is more!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 18:07:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bleach Fanfiction - Whispers Ride the Wind ch1</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fandom:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Bleach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fanfiction Title:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;Whispers Ride the Wind&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Prologue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Characters:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Hitsugaya Toushiro, Matsumoto Rangiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Genre(s):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt; General/Drama/Angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairings:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;They were the bane of his existence. Yet, just for tonight, he&apos;ll reluctantly revisit those times of his past to recall those quietly said words. Words that somehow never lose their feeling after having been spoken so long ago... [HitsuMatsu Friendship]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spoilers:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Fic mainly focuses on past but in present events, few spoilers implied.&amp;nbsp; Mainly from anime standpoint, there&apos;s the spoilers related to Aizen as well as Orihime&apos;s situation under development in the manga canon (Japan).&amp;nbsp; These don&apos;t have any direct bearing to the fic, but it may be implied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Whispers - Prologue&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;Disclaimer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;:&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;Bleach and all its characters are property of Tite Kubo.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Whispers Ride the Wind&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 14pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;-*- Prologue -*-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Whispers...soft like the wind yet cutting like the strike from a zanpakuto.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Wasn’t it their very nature to be said &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;without&lt;/i&gt; being overheard?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was obviously misinformed on the subject.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Hitsugaya Toushiro had overheard so many of these quietly said words since memory became of use to him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He often wanted to make it an official decree to all of Seireitei and Rukongai…whispering around him was pointless.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;POINTLESS…as in, ‘why bother at all—I can hear you clearly’.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He will definitely bring this up with General Yamamoto when they next met for tea.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Taichou, I finished compiling the reports for the Hollow activity outside of Rukongai in sectors 10 through 20 for all THREE MONTHS.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;May I PLEASE have a break?” implored Lieutenant Matsumoto Rangiku on her knees, clutching her hands together in fervent prayer to deities that she knew didn’t exist but didn’t hurt to try just in case.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Desperate times called for very extreme desperate measures…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Staring outside at the scenery from his perch on a high windowsill that overlooked his division’s garden courtyard, he shifted comfortably in his seat, feeling the warmth of the setting sun grace his face.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sighing heavily as he looked down, he mildly frowned.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The leather-bound book he held in his hands and that he was writing in before being rudely interrupted was an unexpected gift shoved into his hands back in the world of the living along with a pen that supposedly had a lifetime warranty, whatever the hell that meant.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How can an inanimate object have a long life?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lifetime warranty…he was pretty sure he’d outlast the writing implement, so this ‘warranty’ must be a joke on the gullible consumer foolish enough to believe it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Still, being considerate of Orihime’s gift, he put the journal to use…as a paperweight.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Later, Orihime and his lieutenant were adamant that he keep up with his journal and write down his private thoughts…according to them, it was only proper of someone of his position to do so.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He has yet to see any of the other captains keep a journal, but then again, if it were a private matter, he wouldn’t see them writing in their journals, would he?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;And in any case, why would he write down his private thoughts if they were PRIVATE?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t need a journal lying around that could be scooped up by who knows who (he had a suspicion that his lieutenant was keen on distributing copies of his journal) and read aloud for their enjoyment.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Talk about a security risk…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;‘No, I took care of that…my kidou spell has this book’s contents visible only to my reiatsu.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No one else can ever read it.’ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Hence why he relented some time ago and began writing whatever struck his fancy at the moment.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was nothing spectacular…he wrote down if it was hot or cold outside…if Matsumoto managed to break records with another late arrival at the office…if his watermelon was sweet this time around…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He often wondered if he would ever re-read these private and often trivial thoughts once they were written.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He didn’t really care to since he strived to live in the here and now…why bother with yesterday if today is what mattered?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Today.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That’s right…while Matsumoto zealously worked on her overdue reports, he had been writing in his journal for that past few hours about times past.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What had happened earlier today sort of gave him the inspiration to write down those long ago, hardly revisited memories.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For good reason he had kept them far and away from his foremost thoughts…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;And now, thinking of the present…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“&lt;i&gt;Sure…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You worked very hard for the past five hours on three months of work.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yes, there, he saw her spark of hope flare up very beautifully.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How splendid it would be to crush it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With a smirk, he went on, “But those reports were for the three month period from LAST YEAR.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I recall many more reports since then from those sectors.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Prostrate on the floor in full begging mode, Matsumoto beseeched to her superior for mercy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Taichou…PLEASE!!!”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Tough…your punishment stands until this is ALL up to date.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His friendly smirk turned to a hard stare that left her gulping for air.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“So…go ahead…&lt;b&gt;take your break.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure your drinking buddies are all &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;eager &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;to greet you with open arms.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Cruel.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Frightening in its intensity…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Then again, this was also usually referred to as &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;revenge&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She never thought she’d come to know the day in which her exalted captain would ever be like this.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sure she had done (or &lt;i&gt;not done &lt;/i&gt;as is usually the case) many things that would spike his ever-ready temper.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yet his ire was always likened to a lit match…quickly struck but just as quickly extinguished.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was much like a child in that way...and then it struck her only then.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This whole mess was really a tantrum of sorts, a very complicated and completely blown-out-of proportion sort of tantrum, but it is what it is.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not that she would EVER, even in the most remote parts of Soul Society, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;EVER&lt;/i&gt; say it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;How silly and ultimately stupid of her…she had forgotten&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;about the smaller detail of his nature that usually didn’t reveal itself.&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Who &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he is was never far from her mind…her superior, her leader on all matters regarding their division…extremely responsible and overly mature…highly regarded by most of his fellow captains, including the old General.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And, of course, exceptionally gifted with wielding his unusually high spirit energy and the prized Hyourinmaru.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He’s all this and so much more, easily overriding perceptions of &lt;i&gt;what &lt;/i&gt;he is, and forcing others to see him as &lt;i&gt;who &lt;/i&gt;he is, &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: italic&quot;&gt;not&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by &lt;i&gt;what &lt;/i&gt;he is.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Still, no amount of maturity in behavior and in acts can remove that particular aspect of reality…a reality that sometimes makes itself painfully aware under excessive duress.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is who he is, but also he is what he is…those were the General’s own words to her when he first made the decision of appointing Hitsugaya Toushiro as her captain and informed her directly of it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;And just &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; is he?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Simple…he’s the youngest amongst them and he is her captain.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;A child in all sense of the word is her captain.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And she managed to royally piss him off this time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoBodyText&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;‘Damn it all!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The guys will be more than ‘eager’ to see me…they’ll be ready to LYNCH me in cold blood!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kyouraku-Taichou will never speak to me ever again because of this!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never knew such a kidou spell existed that could be used like this.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It should be outlawed!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;How in the world did Taichou do it?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;From Seireitei to the outer reaches of Rukongai…all the sake…every drop of my life’s blood…ALL OF IT, FROZEN SOLID!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;NO ONE CAN THAW THE DAMN STUFF!!!’&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Sake isn’t your life, Matsumoto.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s a venomous addiction, and you should know better than to let it overcome your common sense.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You are &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; lieutenant, not a drunk in a bar.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So until you understand that, all your sake bottles here and any drop of sake in the whole of Soul Society will remain frozen.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And don’t even THINK about sneaking any in from the world of the living…it will immediately come under my spell.”&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Turning his glare back to his written pages, he took his pen and began writing away in the fading daylight, ignoring the defiant stare from his subordinate.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;“Look here, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;Hitsugaya-Taichou&lt;/i&gt;,”&lt;/b&gt; she growled lowly, making the rebellious Haineko purr with contentment from its stand at her desk, her anger fueling his defiant temperament.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She would have tried to reason with her captain, or at least, manipulate her way into getting what she wanted.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But no, this was personal and she sure as hell will push back.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She needed her damn drink and she needed it NOW.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;“I am NO DRUNK.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I take my drink how I like it when I like it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you can’t stand that, then you should try to GROW UP just a LITTLE BIT to understand what I as an ADULT go through day in, day out as &lt;i&gt;YOUR &lt;/i&gt;lieutenant.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I want my drink…I &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;NEED&lt;/i&gt; my drink as do others so just LET IT GO ALREADY!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;Their office’s room temperature dropped like a rock in a river…cliché but unfortunately true.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It soon had its ripple effect throughout the division as many of those within the division walls shivered with the oppressive spirit energy of their captain, tinged slightly with that of their lieutenant.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They knew well not to venture into their division’s headquarters at this time.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It became so frightening that the third seat officer took to the rooftops to locate the one person that was capable of calming them both down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;The remarks were only made to prove her right…to confirm what she knew to be true.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And he was so tempted to prove her right…to lose his temper and start a screaming match with her.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Instead, though, he continued writing furiously in his journal, his lips formed in a tight line, letting the words sit in his mind before he dared utter one word.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;He finally closed his journal and leapt down to meet her face to face…relatively speaking.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His spirit energy was enough to let her know that he was beyond angry, frustrated, or even pissed off.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And then just as it was about to burst forth, his reiatsu was snapped back under its lid, leaving a void that was just as stifling as his mighty reiatsu.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Matsumoto was definitely caught off guard as she looked taken aback at the change.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“If you’re such an ADULT, then you should know better than to drink yourself into a stupor.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As an ADULT, &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; should know that &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; know what you go through as MY lieutenant.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yet YOU the &lt;i&gt;ADULT&lt;/i&gt; did drink yourself into OBLIVION, blabbing to the whole bar and a few sane bartenders about MY DAMN BUSINESS!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As my &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;LIEUTENANT&lt;/i&gt;, you’re supposed to keep that mouth &lt;b&gt;SHUT!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I WILL &lt;i&gt;NOT&lt;/i&gt; LET IT GO!&lt;/b&gt;”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“I SAID I WAS SORRY ALREADY, TWENTY-TWO TIMES AND &lt;i&gt;STILL&lt;/i&gt; COUNTING, SO LET IT GO!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You’re starting to act like a &lt;i&gt;CHILD&lt;/i&gt;, Taichou!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“WELL IT BEATS BEING AN ADULT WHO’S A &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;DRUNK&lt;/i&gt; AND CAN’T KEEP HER TRAP SHUT!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“WHY ARE YOU MAKING SUCH A BIG DEAL ABOUT THAT PART OF YOUR PAST ANYWAY?!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;IT’S NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;WE UNDERSTAND—”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;“YOU &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;DON’T&lt;/i&gt; UNDERSTAND!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;IF YOU DID, YOU WOULDN’T HAVE SAID ANYTHING…EVER!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;ARGH…DAMN IT!!!!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Damn it…why can’t you, just once—”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;He bolted.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Swiftly he found all the bottles of frozen sake that weren’t already shattered in their flasks all around her side of the office…drawers, shelves, under her desk…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He tightened his hold on his flaring reiatsu that had slowly surfaced itself once more while collecting all the sake in a box.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;She was admittedly stunned silent, unsure of what he was exactly doing.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Was he now going to hide the sake from her?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Was he going to retrieve all the sake in Soul Society, too, to prevent her from taking a lick?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She didn’t say a word, aware that she was bracing herself for what was about to explode in her face, not that their heated argument earlier wasn’t an explosion of sorts.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She felt his reiatsu surface but barely as their tiff escalated…he really did refrain himself well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;She had to test the waters…the exasperated expression on his face that she had last seen was bordering on annihilating her on the spot.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Taichou—”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;He was mad as he fairly slammed bottle after bottle into the box, his fists tightening their hold on frozen sake flasks.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And then, upon hearing her soft call to him, a sigh heavy with exhaustion and defeat left his lips.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With shoulders slumped he dropped the box soundly on the floor, caring even less that more than a few bottles shattered on impact.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Turning on his heel, he quickly retrieved Hyourinmaru from its stand and his journal before sweeping past his silent lieutenant to exit the office.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Come on, Taichou, don’t be like that…” she delicately called out, hoping her gentle tone would appease his apparent sulking.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;“Leave me alone.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;She stopped dead in her tracks as he vanished with the breeze blowing outside their courtyard.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She would have followed him if it were only his frustration as a captain weighing him down that made him vent in such a way.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But she heard the underlying tone…the one few if any knew that existed.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She worked so closely with him, how could she not sense its existence? &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And this time around she sensed that which rarely surfaced…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;The General was right…as she should have known.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Her captain’s a child…and just now, it had spoken.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;He flew into the night at speeds he didn’t ponder on—wherever his feet took him, he went unwaveringly.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Quick and sure were his steps and leaps, further and further away from Seireitei and beyond the great wall surrounding it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And then he arrived in a remote location.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the dwindling sunlight, he sat down heavily on a branch of a tall tree…and began to slowly write in his journal with his sword by his side.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Soul Society may be a large place with an infinite number of souls running around, but it certainly shrinks to the size of a ball when it comes to news spread about him.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thusly, he has had ample opportunities over the years to overhear many such generously offered comments from those that would shy away from directly coming in contact with him but quickly lost their timidity when gossip relating to him circulated the streets.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;These hushed commentaries didn’t have specific origins…they came from all directions from all levels of Shinigami and simple citizens of Rukongai.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;It was never about just one thing…the topics varied, evolving over time as he aged and his circumstances shifted.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There were many memorable whisperings that were caught on the proverbial wind so that he could hear them clearly…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;~*~*~&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-weight: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kat’s Corner (09-17-07)&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;To those new to my works, welcome and hello!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m HelloKat, fanfic writer of three years and still counting!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mainly my works are with the Fruits Basket fandom, but since I’m in need of expanding my creativity in other areas to help with my Furuba writing, here I am!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;To those already familiar with my work and wondering what I’m doing, never fear.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ll be working on the next chapter of my epic fanfic novel very shortly.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That fanfic is moving forward, and really, I’m just gathering my wits together once more take on some research related to the subject matter in my next chapter.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I hope you don’t lynch me just yet for having spent time on a fic that wasn’t even remotely related to my other works!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Why choose now and with this character?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Eh, well, now seemed good to try out my ‘pen’ on something completely light-handed…my other fanfic is really heavy-handed, and I honestly needed a little creativity break from it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As for why I chose Hitsugaya Toushiro for my first Bleach fanfic, well, let’s be honest.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There are loads of goodies I can work with on this character, his personality and background, or lack of as is the case.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Until it’s all revealed by the manga-ka, I’m fairly certain I can move forward with this fic without getting too involved with contradicting manga canon or even anime.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;As said before, this fic is of the lighter-fare variety…it won’t have an expansive story or plotline.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It will mainly focus on recollections by our dear tenth division captain along with present events occurring at the same time.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Let me know if I confuse any!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;Here, in our very first chapter, we have Matsumoto in dire circumstances!&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There are a few holes here and there, especially as to what it was she had said to have started all this, but that will be revealed at a later date.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the meantime, let me know if my honorifics are wrong or anything out-of-character occurs.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I think with this first chapter it may have bordered on the OOC, but as I said, it’ll be explained later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;I will now let loose my breath and await the verdict on my first piece of work out of my comfort zone of Fruits Basket.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you’d like to see my other works, to grade or degrade (;_;), then click the link to my profile page.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They’re all listed there!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style: normal&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;See ya soon everyone…ja ne!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <category>hitsugaya toushiro</category>
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  <lj:music>Dreams to Dream, Linda Ronstadt</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:03:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I really hate this journal...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;No shock to hear that from me, right?&amp;nbsp; I mean, it&apos;s been almost a year since I&apos;ve posted squat up here.&amp;nbsp; For good reason...I can&apos;t set up this account the way I want to.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s far too complicated for my five minute mind to comprehend.&amp;nbsp; Xanga is way easier...but not as much fun.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve found another journal webpage that&apos;s been going good for me so far.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s not hard on the senses and is much easier to navigate and customize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s the link:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;HelloKat on Netlog&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.netlog.com/The_HelloKat&quot;&gt;http://en.netlog.com/The_HelloKat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&apos;m more up-to-date there than here.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately a lot of the LJ communities I&apos;m interested in require an account here (duh!), so that&apos;s why I&apos;ve kept this open.&amp;nbsp; So I&apos;m sorry if my rant here ticks off LJ purists or whatever...I don&apos;t mean to offend.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s just how it is...anyway, moving along, I&apos;ve kept up my fanfic works.&amp;nbsp; Swing by my ffnet account and visit sometime.&amp;nbsp; Fruits Basket is currently what all my fanfics are on, but I&apos;m gaining more interest in Bleach fandom.&amp;nbsp; I might even try to join a LJ comm that has an interest specific to this fandom, particularly my fave character, Hitsugaya Toushiro!&amp;nbsp; ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the link to my fanfiction:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;HelloKat on Fanfiction&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/u/555310/HelloKat&quot;&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/u/555310/HelloKat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&apos;ll try to swing by more often around here...maybe someone will leave a post and inform me how out-of-date I am for not understanding LJ!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 19:55:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Still kickin&apos;!</title>
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  <description>Yes, I believe it to be true now. It wasn&apos;t easy to come back, but I am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty hard to get the notes for &quot;Seasons of Sorrow&quot; sorted, but I managed somehow. Now I&apos;ve been on a short hiatus from that fic &amp;amp; did a sidefic &quot;The Problems with a Rat&quot;. I highly recommend my readers to read it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;ve trying to get LJ to work with me to post fics here &amp;amp; up on a group listing. I&apos;ve not had much luck but I do try! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s see if this works! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Testing feature!&quot;&gt;Read this!&amp;nbsp; I&apos;ve got personality yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Oct 2006 17:14:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Been A LOOOONG While...</title>
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  <description>So, what&apos;s up in your world?  My world came to a standstill the moment I realized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m DAMN close to the tournament event in my story!  Fanfic writing can keep you so wound tight you don&apos;t even realize one of the climatic moments is already upon you!  YIKES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to gather all my notes that I have because a lot of things happen before then, &amp; if my calculations are correct, I have 5 chapters to do it all before it comes to the event.  DOUBLE YIKES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yep, I need to bunk down at a library (home is too busy to get serious work done) &amp; sort out all of my notes, both stickies &amp; paper clips &amp; napkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m pleased, though, real pleased because I&apos;m moving my story along as I had wanted to thus far.  I&apos;m wondering though if my readers will follow me the rest of the way once plots are unravelled after this event.  It&apos;s a scary thought I&apos;m sure for any fanfic writer to not have the support they once had for their story.  Still, even with the lack of support, I&apos;ll manage.  I barely had any support in the beginning, so making it through to the end will be a personal accomplishment of sorts.  All my one-shot/side fics were fully completely, &amp; I&apos;m not stopping on my mega-epic fic!  I owe it to those few that were actually wanting to read the finale!  Though, I still hope its more than a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I&apos;ll have this monstrosity of a fic edited, too!  My poor editor is MIA I&apos;m afraid...I think the goblins at school are holding her hostage!  Someone please reach out to her &amp; pull her away before its too late!!!  Sad I can&apos;t keep a good editor...but I don&apos;t blame anyone for dumping this epic-size fic back on my lap.  Heck, I&apos;d dump it off to la-la land oftentimes because the editing work is so much.  I wish I had a better grasp of verb tense usage...I believe that to be the thorn in my writing.  Or being too detailed in some parts but not others.  I guess that&apos;s why it&apos;s called progressive writing.  There&apos;s always room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How&apos;s this for an idea...5 chapters.  5 chapters for each person that wants to edit.  Not one person is handling the editing but multiple people.  Hm, that is an idea I&apos;ve been playing with but not deciding to just yet.  I want to move past the &apos;tournament&apos; section in my fic before looking into official editing for the fic.  Boy, it&apos;ll be something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, such a long post.  Maybe I should do this more often, ne?  Hehe, to everyone reading this &amp; to those that are my buds here, thanks.  Thanks so much for putting up with my eccentricities...there are many.  Miya, Hikari, &amp; to all others I can&apos;t remember at this moment, take care &amp; be safe &amp; say no to drugs...&amp; french fries...&amp; those tainted spinach!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!!! ~*~HelloKat</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Aug 2006 04:31:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Still Alive &amp; Kickin&apos;!</title>
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  <description>Why hello to all that actually read these entries of mine out of the thousands out there!  It&apos;s good to know that my blurbs get a little recognition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it&apos;s been a while!  Busy, oh yeah!  I had a major project at work that basically sucked the life out of yours truly not to mention killed any meaningful time at the computer at work (my only connection to cyberspace).  But now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drums roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have connection at home!  Just a few weeks ago!  I&apos;m so THRILLED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can write...about...hmmm, I&apos;m not sure.  It&apos;ll come to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meantime, here&apos;s my plug in about reading my fanfics!  Yep, keep supporting me &amp; my stories.  I promise you&apos;ll have a good time reading them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miaka, I hope you&apos;re doing better at school.  Don&apos;t go overboard with schoolwork...it&apos;ll burn your good braincells.  And remember to breathe, nice &amp; easy.  It helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miyabita, I hope you&apos;re doing better nowadays compared to before.  It&apos;s tough livin&apos; the &apos;vida loca&apos;.  Heh, I&apos;m being so unfunny, ne?  Still, be safe &amp; keep in touch if you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of me to come - catch ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2006 23:02:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Where am I going?</title>
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  <description>No where special from the way things are going!  I just wanted to type something here to pass the last minutes of my workday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored much?  Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be releasing a new chap on SOS tomorrow!  How thrilling...hopefully everyone still follows the twist &amp; turns of my fic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I do wonder how much longer I&apos;ll keep this up.  I know the &apos;summer&apos; segment won&apos;t be as long as the &apos;spring&apos; segment because of something I&apos;ll be introducing towards the end of SOS.  What could it be?  Well, like I&apos;ve said before, my fav authors were my inspiration to try my hand at fanfiction telling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all &amp; see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^__^ H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2006 20:41:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Catching Up!</title>
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  <description>Wow, it&apos;s been an age since I&apos;ve been here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I&apos;ve finished my fanfic &apos;Sometimes...&apos; - YAY!  Of course, I&apos;m thrilled to see some reviews on it.  Many liked the story well enough, &amp; I&apos;m pleased with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I also released a &apos;funny&apos; fic...I had always wondered if Yuki knew Akito&apos;s true gender, &amp; I assumed he did.  You just can&apos;t hide something like that if you grew up with each other.  Well, that&apos;s my take on it &amp; the story &apos;To My Surprise&apos; really brings this idea to fruition.  Hehe, I think many will agree that bathing two kids of the opposite sex can be dangerous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I wish I could say that I&apos;m rip-roaring to start up SOS.  I kinda am, but I&apos;m also a little apprehensive.  I&apos;m going to be heading into the more impact-laden portion of the story, &amp; I&apos;m of course nervous if it&apos;ll be well received.  Oh well, we&apos;ll see, won&apos;t we?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiveJournal...I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll ever get the hang of it!  Now, if I had Internet access at home, then I can fool around with it long enough to know what I&apos;m doing.  But that&apos;s not going to happen, &amp; so I&apos;m forced to deal with dropping a note every so often at work.  You know, you really can&apos;t &apos;splurge&apos; on your LJ if you have the nagging in your head that you need to finish your work!  The environment just doesn&apos;t inspire me too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along, I hope to post more &amp; blab more...catch ya later!  H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 00:21:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m back!</title>
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  <description>Yep, yours truly actually updated her belated fic, Sometimes!  Yeah, it was tough considering lack of motivation to move it forward &amp; such.  Hey, as a special treat I&apos;m revealing some very interesting clues related to my flagship fic, SOS.  Yep, it&apos;ll finally come together in the next &amp; final chapter release of Sometimes... - I hope to get that out very soon so I can finally focus on SOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot-woot to me!  See you soon!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 20:32:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hear ye, hear ye!  SOS is new!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve updated the long ignored fic, Seasons of Sorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there&apos;s a problem...Fanfiction.net website isn&apos;t accepting the upload!  BUMMER!  But I did manage to get it up on the Mediaminer account.  Check it there dear readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the chap is everything you&apos;d like to read!  Great moments with Yuki, Kyo, &amp; Shigure (no Tohru) &amp; a whole of mystery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read &amp; review &amp; let me know if I came back with a bang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 22:08:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I Need Motivation</title>
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  <description>Yep, I&apos;ve been busy trying to become more pumped up for the fics I need to get done.  So to that end, I&apos;ve decided to share with you something so utterly pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is HelloKat...why?  Because having a name like &apos;Hello Kitty&apos; is not only a blatant infringement of copyright laws, but also I&apos;m no &apos;kitty&apos;.  Nope...yours truly is a bit older than the fanbase of the white kitty.  So I decided to take a more mature approach to the name.  Hence...HelloKat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, wasn&apos;t that the best way to get motivated to write fics?  Yep, I love these motivational sessions.  We should do this again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&apos;kat (Yes, this fanfic author has lost her sanity.  Please come back another time when she&apos;s in her right mind once more.  Thank you.  Oh and by the way...HELP ME!!!)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 19:05:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New Fic for You!</title>
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  <description>Hello to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly is rather &apos;off&apos; her kilter today, so please forgive if I&apos;m making no sense!  Up at 3AM does that to you...why do I always push myself so hard?!  I&apos;ll be fried by midday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had wanted to share with you my latest creation in fanfiction.  I hoped I did the characters justice.  It&apos;s hard when they rarely appear (Akira, Ren) &amp; when there&apos;s little info provided on them.  Ah well, Furuba&apos;s author really makes it hard on us fanfic writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s the link to The Game of Memory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2669506/1/&quot;&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2669506/1/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s very angsty so be prepared for it.  It&apos;s three chapters only but they are lengthy.  Usual spoiler applies to Akito in my new fic.  But don&apos;t let that deter you...it&apos;s great to read on her past...they are so adorable (her &amp; Yuki) when they&apos;re young.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall move on with my day.  Hopefully I can provide more blah, blah later on when work isn&apos;t killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Nov 2005 18:55:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finally...time to breathe...sort of...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve finally managed to release a new chapter on SOMETIMES.  That was hard to let go of because I couldn&apos;t make up my mind anymore.  I&apos;m determined though to finish so I can start up again on SOS.  Heheh, it seems some readers may feel this way, too!  Yori-chan...if you read this, I know your anticipation to read an update on SOS!  One chapter can be a pain to put together but I&apos;m not working on SOS just yet although I&apos;m itching to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, let&apos;s get this show on the road...I&apos;ll post some other nonsensical ramblings at a later date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN!&lt;br /&gt;H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2005 23:49:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Work really bites...</title>
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  <description>Yep, yours truly has had to take her work home &amp; finish it up on her laptop.  NO fun!  But thank goodness it&apos;s done &amp; over with!  Now I can really focus on finishing this darn chapter for Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimless quote of the day...life is not a box of chocolates.  It&apos;s a box of firecrackers.  Sometime pretty to watch but oh so painful to look at at times...y&apos;know what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Oct 2005 18:01:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Woe is me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve lost the edge, the nerve, the motivation, ARGH!  But I found it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m referring to Sometimes...  This new chapter release I&apos;m putting together didn&apos;t &apos;send&apos; me.  Do you know what I mean?  It just didn&apos;t rub me the right way.  So after five pages worth of long hours &amp; late nights, I&apos;m trashing them.  Yep, I&apos;ve got a new way of taking the chapter.  It should be great, too, since I&apos;m having Kyo in as my cameo of choice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which unfortunately means that the chapter release may be delayed...pooh.  I wished it weren&apos;t so, but oh well, it&apos;ll be fine!  And better, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I better start finishing this project at work or else I&apos;ll really be working on it at home.  Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~_^ H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 21:15:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SOS Editing Project Now Commencing</title>
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  <description>^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&quot;m happy to report that my first batch of SOS chapters is off the editing board!  First five chaps are up on FanFiction site.  What do I mean by this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;ve been blessed to have a reader become my editor for Seasons of Sorrow (my SOS fic on Furuba)!  I&apos;d like to send many *HUGS* to Miya-chan for helping me to have this &amp; my other fics edited correctly.  She&apos;s done a fantastic job with the first batch...can&apos;t wait to get the rest up to par!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you, I saw my edited versions &amp; they were bleeding!  Yep, that many mistakes!  I&apos;m so glad for having another pair of eyes to catch my mistakes.  There&apos;s so many chapters, too--I wonder if Miya-chan will disown me after a while...  HEHE, hopefully not!  But I do make her work extra hard on this, so my hats off to her &amp; her wonderful talent in editing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ H&apos;kat</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2005 23:46:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Someday this will look far better than it does now</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m so new to this journal entry stuff.  So I&apos;ll just &apos;play&apos; with this until I have it going smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have uploaded the next release on my fic, &apos;Sometimes...&apos;  It&apos;s sure to give my readers new possibilities to consider!  I would hope that it gains more favor, but who knows?  Furuba canon can be rather detrimental to my fics, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fic will be quite short (I only anticipate 3 or 4 more chapters), but will have loads of laughs &amp; some tears.  Unlike SOS that will have all that but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a behemoth in the making!  SOS, or &apos;Seasons of Sorrow&apos;, is already at 35 chapters.  And I&apos;m only sort of halfway there...sort of.  I can&apos;t reveal more than that, but trust me, it&apos;s a ride that I hope will be worth your while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I call it that?  Well, the climate changes within a year always brought memories to me of the past, both good &amp; bad memories.  And if anyone remembers, the first chapter of my fic has the reader already interacting with one particular character who is still anonymous at this point in the storyline.  The character is reflecting on how that year was pivotal in the lives of all the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was planning to name it &apos;Seasons of Change&apos;.  Pretty weird considering someone did name their fic just that!  How weird!  Coincidences do happen in this world!  Ah, great minds think alike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(H&apos;kat get off your high horse...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, anyway, go to my fic site (fanfiction.net or mediaminer.org) &amp; search for it under my name &apos;HelloKat&apos;.  R&amp;R&amp;R...or just post your comments here!  I&apos;ll figure this baby out one of these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next ramblings...tootleloo!</description>
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