Bmi Scale Chart Medium House Blurring Lines, Fan fiction, Chapter Ten

Blurring Lines
House

Original language: English (fanfiction.net/s/5890592/1/Blurring_House_Lines)

original author: Lily Winterwood (fanfiction.net/u/1071606/Lily_Winterwood)

Notes: "Now that the chair of Busby had gone completely from his mind, Arthur began to think about himself. It was a nation. England was the next target of Voldemort, no matter who killed ... "

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(a) (two) (three) (four) (five) (six) (seven) (eight) (nine)



Author's Note: The last chapter of the first year. The child is referred to as Aurore Bonnefois Corsica.



from ten
End and beginning

finished exams, and summer invadedthe castle. Slytherin won the House Cup and Quidditch Cup, something that Arthur and Francis reveled. Alfred just rolled her eyes.

"Just wait, next year and win their asses patearemos both!"

Arthur, Francis and Nataliya spent their free time on the lake, with water fights, and trying to avoid the giant squid. Alfred sometimes joined them.

chair Now that Busby had gone completely from his mind, Arthur began to think about himself. It was a nation. England was the next target of Voldemort, regardless qui &; Eacute; n kill.

"I can not believe that the year is almost over!" Francis exclaimed one day. Were in the lake once more. Nataliya was spending time with his sister Yekaterina, so we just were Alfred, Francis and Arthur seated on a small pier, with glasses of pumpkin juice (or in the case of Arthur, a good cup of tea ) in their hands.

"went fast, right?" Muttered Arthur. "Where will depart in the summer?"

"Back to the U.S., of course," said Alfred.

"I must return to France," added Francis. "My dear sister Aurore begins Beauxbatons. Is eight years old and strange. Also my first eight years, Mabel, begins Beauxbatons. Perhaps transferred to Hogwarts when he was eleven ... do not really know what my parents or parents of Mabel have planned for them. "

" Yeah, same here "launched Alfred. "We'll have a family reunion. I wonder who else in the family will probably Prima magic, Tiffany; always knew I was half mad, madethat strange things happen when he got angry ... "

" What kind of things? "said Arthur, kicking the water with your feet slightly.

"It was very emotional, you know? Always coming up to me because some guy on the street threw hair. And then jump from the roof of the house and did not even a scratch ... it was great at first, but later he became quite upset. Premium Anabelle wish to send to an asylum. "

Arthur raised an eyebrow. "How many cousins do you have?"

"About fifty."

Arthur paled. Fifty cousins fifty states.

"You okay, Artie? You look a little sick. "Francis said, putting an arm around Arthur.

"E-I am perfectly fine. Keep your hands where I can see them. "





... Soon came the day when all raised their trunks and pets to the Hogwarts Express to return to London. Driscoll looked very unhappy about being in a cage again.

"Honestly, Driscoll, Will you behave?" He questionsArthur tó exasperated, but the bird just hooted at him. "I'll let you just get home free, right?"

"Talking to the birds makes you look like a lunatic, Artie," said Alfred, his owl Justice eagle was sitting properly and correctly in its cage.

"He says the madman who pulls burgers from the air" returned Arthur, while Francis arrived with a white owl.

"Say bonjour to Pierre," said cheerful. Alfred and Arthur stared.

"I knew you had aowl, "said Arthur.

Francis laughed. "I have lots of owls. All called Pierre. "

" So it's no wonder they died, with a French name as horrible as that, "said Arthur.

"But it's better than Gilbird-this is how Gilbert named his pygmy owl, you know."

The train began to move, and Arthur pressed his nose against the glass, watching the huge Hogsmeade and Hagrid figure back.

"Well, here are our last few hours to use magic," he said as the town disappears & iacute; to your eye. "We can not use magic outside of school until we have seventeen, after all."

"Damn, does that mean I can not spell on the Prima Tiffany next week?" Said Alfred with a pout. "I was expecting that."

The compartment door opened, and Nataliya came dressed in a navy blue dress and white apron. It looked strange considering that the year had been wearing the school uniform. "Hey guys," she said cheerfully, sitting next to Alfred.
"Bonjour, Nataliya," said Francis smiling sideways. Alfred and Arthur just nodded.

spent the rest of the trip trying some interesting spells and curses on each other. When Gilbert came with a package of letter bombs, played a few rounds of explosive snap-Arthur eyebrows were burned at a time until the shut Nataliya. Near the end of the trip, Nataliya out for a moment to let it change the muggle clothes, but returned at the precise moment when Alfred finished zip up your jeans tight.

While the train was stationed at King's Cross, Arthur turned to Alfred, Francis and Nataliya. "Write me often in the summer, & amp; rdquo; said. "I want to know what they are doing."

"That does not sound weird at all," said Alfred, earning a playful shot in the arm. "But yes, write!"

"Oui, I shall write," Francis said with a wink. Nataliya nodded a vague hint of a smile on his lips.


"Well, because I will be sending to Driscoll," said Arthur, nodding to his owl. "Be sure to feed him anyway. I do not want to tire and drown in the mid-Atlantic. "

Everyone laughed, just as Arthur saw his family waiting for him. Peter jumped slightly to keep an eye on, and Arawn was there beside her, Erin and Liam delight in their adventures.

"See you in September," he told his friends, hugging each of them. With a smile, turned and walked toward his family.

END OF YEAR.

...

Note by the translator: the next chapter is the beginning of the second year at Hogwarts! Thank you very much for reading and writing comments:)

(Continue with Chapteror eleven)

Rare Book Stores In Toronto If I had to bring me a souvenir from Lima ... Why was this fair?

Two weeks ago came back from the capital.

brought with me the most unexpected, contradictory and, because they say, annoying birthday of my long life.




Only think of a dime (I q so the songs tell)

I do not know what I'm doing my love
looking for you.
uuuh, if you lose
won freedom, yeah.
my love I do not know what to do kissing
.
if I do not want to fall ...

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Beach Buggy Comforters House Blurring Lines, Fan fiction, Chapter Nine

Blurring Lines House
Original language: English (fanfiction.net/s/5890592/1/Blurring_House_Lines)
original Author: Lily Winterwood (fanfiction.net/u/1071606/Lily_Winterwood)
Notes : penultimate part of the first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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(a) (two) (three) (four) (five) (itis) (seven) (eight)


nine
Party Disclosures

The hospital wing was strangely uneasy when Arthur entered. Several students were awakened by noises coming from the dungeon, everything happened after bedtime, and gathered around the bed of Madeline Desmarais and Alfred Jones. Professor Wang was in a separate section, Madam Pomfrey had refused outright to someone to see.

Braginsky Matthew Williams and Ivan were being treated by their strike!ace. Madam Pomfrey saw Arthur shake and rushed toward him.
"You were down there too," he said. No question was an accusation, resigned just one sentence. Arthur nodded. "Then sit."

Arthur sat in a chair and Madam Pomfrey came quickly to the closet, to find a salve for cuts and wounds on his face.

Nataliya cried suddenly. "It's waking up!"

"Quoi?!" Cried Francis.

"Madeline est & aacute; waking up! "

Ivan got up, but Madam Pomfrey pushed him back to his seat. "You can visit Ms. Desmarais then." He spoke in such a tone of authority that Ivan even dared to question it.

"What? Why am I here? Where's Ivan? "Echoed the voice of Madeline.

"You're in the hospital wing, chère Madeline. All is well, Ivan is right here, "Francis said, softly. Nataliya

be sentó beside Arthur, Madeline got up, but then stumbled to his feet and fell. Francis caught it.

"Miss Desmarais, go back to bed. Required should not over, has been unconscious for a month. "

" Yes, we were going to die or something, "someone said, shakily.

"Alfred!" Said Madeline, looking toward the bed of the United States. Was he trying to get up with pillows.

"Hey Madeline" he said with a faint smile.

"Whyare you in bed? "

" I sat in the chair. "

Madeline opened her eyes. "Oh, it's true! I was trying to return to Gryffindor Tower and I found this Prefect that forced me to go to jail ... "his voice trailed off. "Did the same with you?"

"Nah, I was just being cool and saving Matty to do that!" Alfred smiled sideways. Arthur

suddenly lost her breath. "Speaking of Slytherin prefects, the strange curse that had Marcus Lesauvageand should be dispelled, from one moment to another ... "

There was a sudden noise and a scream. Then the voice of Marcus Lesauvage came to them, muffled by the walls of the castle.

"Professor Snape, I swear, it was not me! I do not know what happened! "

" Do not know what happened, eh? "Matthew hissed, his face getting red. Madam Pomfrey gave him a warning look.

The hospital wing door opened and Professor Snape and Dumbledore entered, Snape holding fast to Marcus Lesauvage. Moments later & amp; eacute; s, McGonagall and Sprout The teachers went too.

"I think I heard something about a missing Hufflepuff?" Said Professor Dumbledore gay.

"All right sir, you are here." Said Alfred.

"Ah, Mr. Jones, Mr. Kirkland. Mr. Bonnefois said you two had gone in search of that Hufflepuff. "Dumbledore smiled. "I would like to see you both in my office." Then he looked at Madam Pomfrey, who looked a little lost among so many people entering their domain.
Al
Fred jumped out of bed, to the dismay of others. "Come on then!" Enthused, and Arthur just rolled her eyes.

seemed that nothing would change to Alfred, the U.S. Gryffindor.

...

Dumbledore's office was a very curious place. There were books on shelves scattered around the room, portraits of past directors on the walls, small gadgets on the tables, and a magnificent Phoenix on a shelf near the counter.

"Sit down," said Professor Dumbledore. The two sat down. "& Iquest; Lemonade? "

" No, thanks, "said Arthur, but Alfred greedily accepted. Dumbledore smiled.

"Well, well. Not every day I meet someone who likes lemonade. Now, tell me what happened. "

Alfred was the first search by Matthew, which ended in the dungeon with the chair, and then entering with Matthew Lesauvage.

He broke a bit telling how Matthew Lesauvage forced to sit in the chair, but Dumbledore just smiled and encouraged him to continue telling the story. How

do Alfred ended with him sitting on the chair, Arthur spoke. For what seemed an eternity, he told both his meeting with Thomas Busby, the input of Professor Wang, Ivan then saving the day, sitting in the chair.

finished with a slightly hoarse voice, looking from a pair of blue eyes to the other. Finally, Alfred broke the silence.

"That was ... great."

"Impressive, indeed," Dumbledore said, crossing his fingers and looked at them through his half-moon spectacles. "You two and Ivan have demonstrating share tremendous courage today. "He smiled. "I will give fifty points for each of the three houses on it."
She looked at Arthur. "Unfortunately, I have to deduct fifty points to Slytherin for the conduct of Marcus Lesauvage. I will not drive-only was doing the will of the chair. However, you have a punishment, and their permits be revoked Hogsmeade. "

Arthur bowed his head and did not look up. Will hear Dumbledore could dispatching Alfred, steps away from the U.S., but suddenly, his shoes hab & iacutee; an exciting again.


"Arthur Kirkland, you know why you're in Slytherin?"


Arthur looked up again. Dumbledore was smiling again, his eyes shining.

"No sir, but I want to know."

"Do you know about Lord Voldemort, right?"

Arthur nodded, feeling that the question was a bit silly. "Yes, it is the dark wizard who terrorized Britain for several decades, until Harry Potter
defeated."

"exactlyately. But Harry Potter, I fear, not completely defeated. "

Arthur remained silent.

"Lord Voldemort's spirit is somewhere in Albania now. Is determined to regain human form, with the intention to return and finish his work. Harry Potter will find and kill him, and when it does, Britain will be in grave danger. "

A shiver ran the backbone of Arthur. "But what has that to do with me, or to be in Slytherin?" He asked.

"Arthur, & amp, iQuest, you realize the importance of the union between houses? "Dumbledore's eyes were serious now, but his smile never faded. "When Voldemort returns, will become even more important for the houses of Hogwarts to be united despite differences. You could easily have gone into Gryffindor and there have been fed all the stories about the House of Slytherin and reputation, have been just as biased as all other. "

" But hat put you in Slytherin, not only because you possess the qualities of a great Slytherin, but also because they have the potential to dispel the lines between the houses. You can show the rest of the school that Slytherin House is not what it seems, that there are good and honorable people in it like any other house. "

Arthur smiled a little. "I see, Professor."

"Okay." Dumbledore nodded. "Now, about Thomas Busby."
Arthur
tightened.

"You know why it disappeared when Ivan broke the chair?"

"No sir."

"Because the chair is a very curious little piece of magic called Horcrux. I dir & eacuyou, what is, but you must swear not to tell any living soul what a Horcrux is. Especially Harry Potter. "

Arthur nodded. "You have my word, Professor."

"Good." Dumbledore went to a shelf and then returned with a book. "This book gives an overview of the most dangerous dark artifacts in the world. The Horcrux is one of them. "He handed the book. "I hope I read it and return it promptly."
Arthur took the book, which was old and exuded evil of every one of your pages. "Thank you, Professor. But whywhat you're saying all this? "

" For your security, Arthur Kirkland. "Dumbledore sat at his desk. "I think Thomas Busby mentioned that you were a strangely powerful magician for your age?"

Nodding, Arthur said, "But many others are too. Alfred, Francis, Nataliya, Ivan ... "

" Yes, that's true. "Professor Dumbledore leaned forward. "I would prefer that none of you know, such a burden on his shoulders would be ... I have not experienced, But I suspect it would be unpleasant. "

Arthur swallowed. "Q-what are we, then?"

Dumbledore's smile was sad and resigned. "You, my boy, are the personification of England, and the official representative of the United Kingdom of Great Britain Northern Ireland. Your family are all representatives of the constituent kingdoms of Great Britain-Scotland Liam, Erin is Ireland, Arawn is Wales, and Peter is the Principality of Sealand. "

Arthur opened his eyes, and pinched unconsciously. "But ... how? "C & OverhaulI, m I can be a Nation? "

" I do not know, because I'm not. But if you look at the interactions of your family ... you'd be surprised how similar are the policies of Muggle and Magic. "

Arthur clung to his seat, knuckles white. "Alfred is an American, Francis is French, Belarus Nataliya is ... does that mean they ...?"

"They are the personification of the United States, France and Belarus? Yes "

" All of our year as well? & Rdquoo;

"Not everyone. Katie Bell and Cho Chang are human and will remain so, I think. "

Arthur looked at his hands. "The fact that it is a nation ... explains why I'm so good with the magic?"

"It does, somehow. A nation is as strong as its people and their loyalty to their country. That applies to you as its personification. If all the people of Britain, wizards or Muggles, decided to leave the country right now, you weaken considerably, and would cease to exist once you attack another country. "
Arthur
trembled. "So I guess it's a good thing they have not done?" He said with a faint smile.

"Yes, it's a good thing that still remain loyal to you," said Dumbledore, sounding very strange words to Arthur. "But that also explains why Voldemort is a threat to you as much as Harry Potter. Do you know what happened the last time he was in power? "

" many innocent lives were lost, "whispered Arthur.

"It will happen again," Dumbledore nodded. & Ldquo, with each person that Voldemort and his followers killed, you lose some strength. With each bridge or road that they break, every part of government to attack ... not only be attacking your country, will also be attacking you. You, as the personification of the birthplace of Voldemort, are attached to it, much as Harry Potter. "

" So I have to help Harry Potter to defeat it. "He said , Arthur. Dumbledore nodded.

"But you can not help telling him everything you know. He must learn to be resourceful to find things por your account. You have to - for want of a better word-master knowledge you gain to defeat Voldemort, and if I'm wrong, I like the challenge of putting all the pieces in place. You must help the least intrusive manner possible. "

Arthur nodded. "I see, Professor."

"Okay. Ah, but look at the time. You run to your bedroom, Arthur. "

Arthur got up and walked towards the door.

"One more thing," called Dumbledore, and when Arthur turned around, saw no hint of a smile on the face of the director.

"& iquest, Yes? "

" Do not tell anyone. Alfred, Francis, Nataliya, and others learn about themselves in due time. You have priority only for the mere existence of Voldemort. "

Arthur nodded and left the office.

...

(Continued on ten)

Palm Sunday In Arabic Words [Kensei / Mashiro Fanfic]

Just copy and paste a fic that I liked it when I wrote it. Fics
My muse has fled, and instead has left the muse of work ...


___________________________________________ Title:
words Characters: Kensei Muguruma / Mashiro Kuna (Main). The rest of Vizard (secondary)

Disclaimer: Neither Bleach or its characters belong to me. Tite Kubo are all

________________________________________________________

After a long walk, both doubted that someday they were going to get anywhere, especially her, he had complained, had cried and had even cried, but his acompañante not seemed unfazed even a little bit, believe it or not listened to, after so many years to answer and shout it, he had decided to remain silent, no matter what she said. Of course, despite knowing perfectly, forgot one small detail ... True

nickname she gave him at that time in the shinigami academy, a few weeks after they met, and that I used as a last resort to be heard, because I knew he hated it. And she loved to see him angry.

- Sei-chan! I'm talking about! Exclaimed loudly, the fury invaded peliblanco that clenched fists, containing all kinds of names that had at that time for her. "Thatnickname is forbidden, "he thought, he sighed deeply while counting slowly from one to ten, or ten million, maybe.

- Kensei, you speak," said Shinji, the aforementioned ground his teeth, while his companion insisted green hair to call it "Sei-chan", regardless of the presence of other vizards, who looked between surprised, shocked and fun scene. Love whispered something into the ear of Rose, who stifled a laugh, snorted Hiyori was desperate Shinji smiled; Lisa showed no emotion on his face, while advancing toward his "new home" in the midst of the discussion that turned into monologue about the lack of response.

Until at last, clearly exasperated, Kensei did not hold back :

- Shut up! Do not stand another second! I've asked a million times that you stay silent, but do not listen. What do I have to do to bother no more? Tell me and I will be happy, I get tired!

The green-haired girl stared at him, trying to avoid the tears that were about to leave, said something inaudible, before running off to get lost in the darkness of night. All eyes fell on Kensei

"I spent," said Love
"Nobody asked your opinion," said Kensei
- I'm serious, Kensei "said Lisa,
-back," said he, "We just have to stay here a while, and will be back and will as always bothering

Nobody said anything, but everyone suspected that Mashiro not return, it was customary for the captain shouted, he said it was annoying, but apparently this time the words had hurt, but he only realized this when they passed one, two and up to four hours, and there was no sign of the girl anywhere. Without being ordered, Kensei stood up and muttered "I'll be back", before running in the same direction she had run before.

only expected to find, just waiting to apologize, he asked if he was OK, she did not know the human world, let alone the dangers that roamed there. He was not the kind of person who readily expressed their feelings, much less going to say that someone is concernedba, also used to measure their actions, given his nature, was temperamental and stupid enough to say what he said and did not realize the consequences four hours later. Perhaps it was her fault, for calling him by his nickname disgusting ... No, it was his fault, for having cried, it was not like him, at least not the way it had.

The famous nickname of discord "Sei-chan" was born of a night of drinking, she drank a lot, and thought it would be fun to call it that way. Obviously, from the beginning to bother him, but as is Mashiro Mashiro, "the nickname he had been, with the commitment that was not mentioned in front of others.

is amazinghow words can change the world, can stop the course of time, but also make it run faster, can cause death or bring life, some happy others sad, with a few cause no reaction may be philosophical or really stupid; but absolutely all have an effect, positive or negative, unfortunately for Kensei, the effect of his words in Mashiro was negative, very negative.

When he finally found, was sitting next to a tree around his knees with his arms and crying bitterly. He came, sitting in front of her, not knowing how to start, another quality that have the words, is to be chosen carefully to avoid things like that happening nowthe character of white hair, which will do its best trying to do the right thing, much more at the time, where a simple short word could trigger a whole disaster.

-Mashiro-started, she did not look up or even move, he repeated his name, without losing patience. Finally, in a rare start for tenderness, he put a hand on her head, she was hiding her face in her arms. The hand made his way to his chin and managed to lift his face, a delicate and effective way to be heard.

"Sorry," he began, now she was staring at him, he stopped to wipe the tears from his eyes
"It was my fault ...
"Listen," he interrupted habe I should not haverte shouted. I lost my head ...
-Kensei-she changed her position to be kneeling in front of him already happened. Do not worry ... Just do not do it again.

He did not answer, but all he could think to do was hug her. Definitely had not changed, he knew that no matter how many times he scolded, as if no change, she would remain as it always had been, he had known well, and had to admit that well liked that she was , that in any case, it was she who made him forget the real world. They could spend hours discussing, neither would know the time that had happened, until someone else to stop it. He sounded quite odd that not hubiese called somehow, but at this point, something she would have matured, and is that Mashiro, the time shared with him in the academy and the Ninth Division, had enabled him to understand it, know it well and try almost daily get at least a smile, work involved a challenge, but she would not surrender.

"Sorry," he repeated
"Shut up, Kensei," she said, tightening his arms around his neck

's right, a single word, or many of them bring their consequences, positive or negative. Can lead to hell or to paradise.

A single word can also connect two souls who seem lost, and perhaps keep them together for much, muchor time.

perhaps forever "Thank you both at the time said
- Why? Kensei asked
I do not know. "She said about you Why? "Neither
know. Just ... Thanks.

Silvercity Movie Theatre Ottawa Rosas [Ichigo / Rukia fanfic]

Another challenge, as it says in the notes.
I think ... I do not know, it was weird, I have a strange impression of this fic, but I liked how it came out, I gsutó enough, although it took me quite ....

_____________________________________________ Title:
Flores Author: sony!
Number of Words: 744
Warnings: Possible OOC .
Notes: while ago did not write one of these ... A challenge for StopRain forum, part of ichirukifan4eva . In fact, it was more difficult than expected, however, I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: Bleach no mine . I belongneed to Kubo-sensei. _____________________________________________


Surely, if her younger sister had not insisted, Ichigo and would be in that place now, with that company, let alone with this strange mission. Had exchanged a few words with his passenger, all concerning the same subject: their reason for being in a flower shop, watching them all and trying to determine which were better.

-Captain Toshiro ...
- interrupted the white-haired boy.
-Toshiro ... You think ...
"Shut up, Kurosaki.

And there was silence between the two shinigami, who did not stop to look at the variety of flowers that stretched across thetent had all the sizes, shapes and colors, Ichigo heard some women say strange names, admire the flowers, talk about them, and what was worse: That meant each. Do the flowers have meaning? For Ichigo and Captain of the Tenth Division, were all equal, they stem, root, petals were all flowers, all meant the same thing. So they thought.

- What we do, Toshiro?
- What do you mean, Kurosaki? You who came to buy flowers, not me.
"Not a bad idea. I mean, Hinamori-san ...
- How many times do I have to say shut up?
- would only say that Hinamori-san would like. You know how she is, Toshiro. No response

a. Perhaps because Hitsugaya considered the option. Yes, it was hard to admit it, but now considered very seriously, never knew I could ensue.
A girl came from behind, a smile on his lips and a friendly look:

- I can help you? - He told them, both turned, startled and nervous, they looked and looked at her; babble something that made her laugh. He behaved like a child, yet he seemed friendly and willing to take time to help.

"I am Kaori - was presented the girl seems to have never been to a place like this, right? -. Expected, both nodded "Okay, I'll help a little.
"No," said Ichigo. Kaori looked up, somewhat surprisedround-I mean, not that do not accept your help, i do not want a speech about flowers. Make it simple. "We want
- Hitsugaya corrected. "We want
- Ichigo repeated.
"Okay - Kaori said, moving toward a rack, followed by two men who had just decided to trust the good sense of the seller" Well, here we are: Orchids or Roses? Ichigo

noted the two flowers, with curiosity Rukia sure would not want something as common as the roses, but did not remember having ever seen a bouquet of orchids, on second thought, if I had seen him in a marriage; and for now, he did not want to marry Rukia. For now.

"I leave in your hands, Kurosaki - whispered the smallCaptain. Ichigo wanted to protest, but he preferred silence.
- Well? - Asked the saleswoman "What you buy for your girlfriend?
- What would it you? - Ichigo asked, in turn, after a moment of doubt.
- While roses are very popular, are my favorites. So choose these. Are going to take? -. Ichigo nodded, did not need more, just that.

Minutes later, the orange-haired boy out of the flower together with the white hair, both with a bouquet of red roses in their hands. It felt weird. Extremely rare, many people were throwing curious glances, others murmured things. Some girls giggled, while commenting on it as romantic as it looked.

As part of the way, they parted Hitsugaya ensuring that they are turned over to Hinamori. Ichigo slowly came to his house making sure that Isshin was not there, he soon realized that the house was empty. He climbed the stairs toward his room, opened the door, surprised that Rukia was not making a scandal. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw the little girl sitting on the edge of the bed. It looked almost unreal, seeing it as the saw now, Ichigo was proud to have such a woman beside him, a woman who was able to stand, supporting him in whatever he needed, who knew even the smallest detail that he understood. He was especially happy to know that she was the personalna he loved, and he was the person she loved. It meant no more, not even the welcome they gave him when his dark eyes rested on him

- Ichigo, idiot. Take too long.

Installing Floor In Boat Black and White [Ichigo / Rukia fanfic] Chapter 3

Ugh! Almost no. I swear that time the challenge ended. Only that it took me to post here the last chapter ...
Here's ...

________________________________ Title: Black and White
Author: sony!
Genre: General .
Rating: PG-13

Disclaimer: Bleach not mine. It belongs to Kubo-sensei.

Chapter 3: The Result

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 |

Rukia looked at Renji, between angry and funny (yes, fun ,Why? Did not know). Hisagi said something under his breath, while the party was underway, and later the Mexican team would be responsible to tie, to the joy and hope of many here.

- You see, Rukia? I told you - he said Renji, she seemed to rejoice a little, still held the hope of not losing the match, and therefore its bid, in short, not go out with Ichigo. Not because I had never had a date, but because once they went not know what to say, lately things between the two were put uncomfortable in some way because of Isshin, who persisted in bothering them almost every day. Rukia thing that had gradually accustomed to their chagrin.

pulled from her thoughts lI cry about him, some with disgust, others with joy, others with sadness. Kira got up from wherever he was, complaining of headache and not knowing what to do with the unexpected result:

- What now, Matsumoto-san?
"Now, nothing - said the lieutenant of the Tenth" Nobody won and nobody lost.

partly Rukia felt relaxed, I had to start thinking about that topic of conversation get to Ichigo, also had to find something decent to wear, plus not have to bother too Orihime, which seemed to be at its worst sadness.

Isshin's comment was swift:
"Son, you missed the opportunity to go out with Rukia-chan. To another is-. ra ... To which the substitute responded with a punch.

The room was already empty, or at least sunk into silence, half of these had already left, some forced by their masters, (as Rangiku), and others because they were bored, there was absolutely nothing interesting to do, even another football match, it seemed as if everyone was disappointed by the result, of course, many others went happy, because there was nothing like that should result.

So in the living room of the Kurosaki family, only four Shinigami, one of them, Lieutenant of the Third, completely asleep, the other a Lieutenant of the Ninth, he seemed asleep, but in reality only "rested his eyes ". The other two were the orange-haired substitute and his partner, the small parcel of the Thirteenth Division, almost like they had been frozen in that position, in the case of Rukia, the immobility was due to a man who had with a strange tattoo on his face lying on his lap pretending he was asleep, in a fairly convincing, surprisingly, Rukia does not bother you, the things I did alcohol.

The pelinaranja was in a very uncomfortable position, not physically, it had all the sofa for himself, but by the vision he had at his feet, I felt a bit upset stomach and was sure he had not accepted anything from Rangiku (well, just a couple of times, but only a pair), was fully convencido Hisagi was seen as comfortable in a place that should be yours, just as well his father was not there, had gone with Yuzu and Karin who knows where, Ichigo did not care as long as they do not come back to realize the strange scene took place in the room. If you were lucky, not arrive in time to realize that something was up.

The shinigami was removed in place and gently removed the deputy head in her lap, and remember tomorrow is not sure if he did, sure enough was shy to even mention it. He stood up and sat on the couch next to Ichigo.

- Now What? - Asked
"There are many more games to see
I'm not interested - Ruki saida-For you did not know, I'm here for yours obligation
"Nobody forced you to do anything, Rukia. I asked if you wanted to come and said yes
"No, I did not say
" Yes, if you said I heard you!
"No, Ichigo, did not say, do not be stupid ...

-Dwarf - What?
"I said. Point, "Ichigo replied after a long pause.
"If I had said, would remember. Rukia got up from the couch, going to the front door, "See you later, the hollows are not global.

Ichigo could not help but giggle at the comment, curiously, he imagined a lot of hollows, watching television, watching a football game ... If the shinigami did, because the hollows?

"It would be stupid - Rukia said, guessing what he thought" You're the only one who thinks this is even possible
"You never know
" Sometimes you're so ...
"Hey, midget
" Do not interrupt me
- It is important
- What?
"Well, well ... You know, there are several in Karakura Shinigami, they can handle everything, so you and I are going to rest tomorrow.
- You and me? "But ...

-" But what?
- You're doing what I think you're doing?
"Depends on who you think I'm doing. Come on, Rukia, do not be frightened
"Okay, see you tomorrow," replied Rukia, Ichigo gave another chuckle, from the top of the stairs, hiddento, Isshin applauded as a small child.