Byakuya

Orihemia felt herself melting back in her mind as her mark warmed. Unohana sensing the change backed away slowly to observe. Orihemia watched her hands and heard her new voice as a member of the audience of one. "No water earth air space au time may stop me from my desires, open all to me for the one I call mother and her mate." Her hands pushed as if to open a door way and then through the space and snagged the object of her desires. Byakuya found himself in Unohana's room with Orihemia standing back her eyes locking onto his and for a moment were not hers but another's. "Do not touch her....

Byakuya's comatose body lay in a private room hooked up to monitors and a breathing tube. While blood was slipping into it, it was seeping out from the wounds he had received. Some prayed for his easy passing while others prayed for him to fight on. Either way he did not care, he was not there. Instead he was a child again in his families garden. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, she never missed the siku of her arrival. Not ever. He rushed to the mti but found her not there, he started to panic."Over here bone head!" She yelled from
over kwa the koi pond. He ran towards her and fell...

Ichigo growled at the other cell across from them. When they had once again arrived back in the Society all of them had been captured and brought here to Mayuri's lab. Even with Jamie-Kura cleaned in the forge she still hadn't been awake when they had traveled back taking to the lower part of the Society hoping to avoid the reapers. Now she was strapped on a meza, jedwali in the cell across from the rest of them. The hit had been mwepesi, teleka and instant the moment they had stepped through the Sword Gate. Ichigo smelt the air looking for the comforting emanating scent of.... Chameleon? How did that happen?...

Jamie looked through the orodha of schools. All except one had a dress code and that was a college. " Great ! I'm back in a damn skirt, upindo and little black shoes." She grumbled as she then went through the colors. Her mind spinning back as she thought over the many times she'd been stuck as some teenager in some high school to get through her boredom over the centuries. At times it had been zaidi like a crusade to help others. She sighed heavily. Unfortunately it wasn't like the good old days. Someone pissed wewe off, wewe could try to take the bastard's head. That was if the plagues didn't get them...

Seen how Yamamoto got it in the end. Have to do a little rewriting

Jamie felt her body ache as she went over the map and the details of the plan to take out the latest threat they had taken on. "They get their provisions...." Her body suddenly flew up into the air, her screams turned into roars as light exploded from within her and shot up disappearing as if cutting through to another dimension. Jamies body hung there before being pummeled again. Cleo and Mac caught her body as it fell like a rag doll towards the earth. Cleo checked her vitals; her goddess was dying on her. Mac opened the bag...

Jamie plodded out of the forest with one of the packs and a borrowed guitar, gitaa slung across her front. Mira and P.B. carried the other heading towards the beach, pwani near Column's sub's hidden dock. Lips was already far up ahead belting out some maarufu song he was listening to on his earbuds. Jamie laughed and eyed the zaidi than 3 miles back cabin. Smirking she put her fingers to the workout on the guitar.
Shusui was about to introduce himself to the group when he heard a voice float from the road and then the unmistakable sound of his guitar, gitaa being played like a professional. "Shusui?" Jushiro pointed...

Jamie felt the comfortable heat of the oven. The sweat poured out carrying with it the black stink of vile pasts that till recently had resided in both her girls. She smiled and allowed peace to overcome her.
Lips and Mira had parked the car in a side ditch covering it with branches before setting up booby traps and sight postings. "Mira how long do we have?" Lips asked as he climbed down from the tree. Mira took a sniff and paused stiffly. "Quietly songesha to the cabin, kibanda and grab mom and P.B. we songesha now." P.B. had just finished up making the tuna samaki sandwiches from the few staples that had been...

B4 wewe read my idea wewe should read where I got my idea from. It's is kwa the mwandishi Qire.

Louie healed Jean's shoulder before he took her back. "Why? Tell me why. What did I do?" Jean cried as he eased her tear streamed face into his own shoulder. Louie only tightened his grip, his emotions far too hot to be comforting. On his arrival to her apartment they were confronted kwa a well dressed young woman with a warm smile that turned into concern as they neared. "Is everything alright?" Louie nodded. " Just a little over tired. That's all. Excuse us." The young woman stepped aside, but did not...

Byakuya walked into the garden feeling suddenly lonely. He thought of his Hisana and paused. Looking at his mother's mti an odd memory came to him. A girl with long red hair bounced lively and carefree among its branches, while he struggled to follow. He had done this many times each time was indeed faster but never fast enough. Never like her, pausing. He followed her graceful movements barely moving a branch as she lit on one to another. His mouth dropping open as he had never seen anything so beautiful.
"Marry me." The girl suddenly fell backwards almost passing him. He snatched her arm,...

Why is it some of us seem to lose our steam au put too much in and get the story all confused. We start out all steady and calm and then when we go further in. It's like we stuck ourselves in a leaky mashua to go fishing and found ourselves in one hell of a storm and of course no fish. Just sucks and that is if wewe don't get sea-sick in the course of it all. Now I try to publish this and like hitting a ukuta it won't go through. Apparently, I'm not talkative enough so please bare with me.
Tell me what your think of my story good au bad, I know it gets crazy confusing I'm trying to sort it out....

Rukia blinked at where her brother had been. Why had he suddenly disappeared? A slight breeze blew one of the robed figure's drawings over Jamies....could it be? A sudden shiver went up her spine. They were one and the same. She picked up the scattered papers going over and over the small details of the drawings and there was no mistaking it Jamie was her brother's guardian....but how could she? She sucked on her bottom lip. Who could she go to who could go where she could not. Well not until she passed her captain's test. She closed her eyes and thought. "Well she does owe me a few favors."...

Marz breathed in deeply the sweet scent of the polished wood map meza, jedwali in Shauni's Captain's cabin. Opening his eyes he looked around the reconstructed room with no small amount of pride. It had taken over a century to collect what was left of Draco's Hoard. Crazy woman, had gone around the Horn, probably on purpose as she'd evacuated everyone before attempting it. He sighed. Marz loved her deeply, as much as he could feel upendo for another woman. He hoped rebuilding her ship would grant him even a very small hope of his upendo being reciprocated. "Marz?" Abel alisema invading his siku dream. Marz...

"Damn wewe Lips! How could wewe lose him?" Lips hit the accelerator as Mira berated him. " Will wewe shut the hell up! And as for the other thing....I don't know! One dakika I had him the inayofuata he was gone along with my tracker." Which got him a ngumi, punch in the jaw. He hit his breaks making Mira nearly go threw the windshield. Experience allowed his body to block the inayofuata set of attacks from his side kiti, kiti cha passenger.
He twisted her head to the sidewalk. Where two delivery men were going up a set of stairs. One was carrying two sets of Sweet Dream Tea. Mira looked at her tracker. She smiled and nodded....

Byakuya's anger seethed beneath his skin. He had been not only deceived but had been forced to forget events....no not events, moments of his life. He touched the gem in the ring that the High King had aliyopewa him to inform the royal when he had the Smith in hand. She would most definitely be in hand soon. The messenger appeared immediately with a small smile on his face but then it became perplexed as he looked around.
" Tonight at the dance, she will be with me." That made the messenger give him a startled look. "You didn't touch her did you?" Byakuya snarled. "As if I would touch such a loathsome...

Mira made the young flyboys juu off the fuel, other liquids and wash the pretty birds before they even thought about putting on their helmets and plugging into the simulators. It took them all day. A few fist fights a couple black eyes which made the one group have to wait a siku before they even got as far as the simulators. Those that had done the tasks as a team, with minimum arguing were already on their 2nd siku of simulator training. "Phantom and Hawk how are your teams?" The two young men growled at each other. "Really? I thought wewe two wanted to fly and be the best of the best. The Elite...