Every Day Moments: Illness by Arisu-Ami-Chan, literature
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Every Day Moments: Illness
Grimmjow stood over the stove, cooking some chicken noodle soup, the meal smelling amazing so far.
"G'imm? Ya almos' done?"
"Almost, Shi!" He returned, smiling. Shiro had taken ill after working on his car in the cold, that only making whatever virus the other had stored away in his body worse.
He shook his head, got the medicine ready as well as some apple juice and dished out the soup into a small bowl. "Shiro, get ready to sit up. I got food coming!"
"'kay!" By the time Grimmjow got in there, Shiro was already sitting up and settled comfortably against those fluffy pillows, wrapped in so many blankets because he was cold.
"Hey, how yo
The Road to Western Tales by Arisu-Ami-Chan, literature
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The Road to Western Tales
Sheriff Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez sat in the saloon, a wide grin on his face as he watched his favorite dancing boy do his show. He had to support him in his endeavor, after all. He sipped his Budweiser slowly, watching his little dancer do his thing.
After a dangerous looking cart wheel and split, Ichigo bowed, ignoring how the dress he had been challenged to wear for his show flopped over his head. He walked back stage, a grin as wide as the Cheshire cat's adorning his face.
"Rukia, Orihime! Ladies, you're up!" Shinji, the stage manager shouted, watching as both his favorite females raced on stage, giggling at Ichigo as they passed.
"Boss, y
Familial Moments and Homework Help by Arisu-Ami-Chan, literature
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Familial Moments and Homework Help
Ichigo sat on the couch, Yuzu snuggled into his side as they watched television, mugs of hot chocolate on the table before them and the fluffy blanket Yuzu adored spread across their feet. She giggled at something someone said on the show, the next part making them both quote the actor as he walked in through the front door.
"Lucy! I'm home~!"
After that, they giggled and pushed at each other playfully, grinning stupidly.
"Ichi-nii! You dork!" Yuzu said, playfully smacking a pillow into his chest.
"Yuzu! You're a dork, too!" He returned, grinning down at her. Oh, God, he loved moments like these. Ones where he could sit on the couch with
Cat: Di Roy Centric/Gift for *blackstorm by Arisu-Ami-Chan, literature
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Cat: Di Roy Centric/Gift for *blackstorm
Grimmjow is like a cat, in a sense. Di Roy Rinker thought to himself as he watched his master climb along the red pillars to nap.
He would sun himself in the artifical sun-shine filled room of Las Noches, climbing high enough to be in the bright light so he could actually get a nap in. He would pour liberal amounts of cream into his tea so there wasn't tea left to even taste.
He would lean on his hands and knees as he got up in the morning and arch his back up towards the ceiling. This was probably due to his being a cat type Adjucha before his evolution to Arrancar.
Di Roy had only heard rumors of Grimmjow's Resurrección being simila
"Ichigo? Son, please come out. It's dinner time. I made your favorite meal..."
The nine year old Ichigo didn't answer his worried father. He was sitting on the floor in front of his door so no one could get in.
Isshin tried anger next. "Ichigo Kurosaki! You unlock your door and let me in at once!"
Ichigo shifted in front of the door, wincing when the floor creaked under him, giving away his position to his father.
Isshin sighed and slid down to sit in front of the door. "Kiddo, I know you miss her... I miss your mother, your sisters miss her. Please stop this and come have something to eat. Please, Ichigo... You can't stay in there any lo
Isshin smiled down at Masaki, who was laying on the couch with her feet in his lap. God, she was beautiful. Even if she was pregnant with their first child.
"You need anything, 'Saki?"
She just gave him such a sweet smile and wiggled the toes of her left foot. "Foot rub, 'Shin?"
Like any other couple, they had their ups and downs, but after screaming, yelling, and fighting with another they made up with hugs, kisses, and massages for Masaki considering she was eight months along with their first child.
Plus they agreed once the baby was born, they'd have a happy marriage with little fighting. Might as well get it done now.
He didn't want
He loved oranges. The fruit, mind you. Never-mind the fact his own hair was orange!
But he loved the tang of citrus on his tongue as he bit into the fruit. Even as a kid, he adored the fruit and went for a month eating only eating the orange Froot Loops for breakfast.
At least until his mom explained how eating only the orange ones wouldn't help him focus in school and help him grow big and strong enough to protect Karin and Yuzu. He stopped after that, since after all, she was his mom and his mom was amazing like that.
And the only way he would take his medicine as a child was if it was flavored orange or mixed with orange juice.
Even to
"Mmm..." With a soft groan, she woke up and found herself to be inside a building some where.
There was sunlight shining in through a ragged sheet for a door and there seemed to be people talking. Someone gasped, maybe a young girl, and they raced over.
"Miss! You're awake! Oh, thank goodness you are! We were so worried!" She blinked, confused. The last place she was... Was it near a river? She closed her eyes, trying to remember. Everything was blur until she woke up.
"Where... Am I?" She croaked weakly, her throat dry and stomach empty.
"You're in Inuzuri. This is one of the roughest areas of Rukongai besides Zaraki and Kusajishi. We fo
Dates are Easy, Love is Diffcult by Arisu-Ami-Chan, literature
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Dates are Easy, Love is Diffcult
"Go to the mall with me."
"Like hell I will." But in the end, she just couldn't refuse him. He was like a lost puppy, always coming back to her.
"You'll give in anyway. Just make it easier on the both of us and say yes already, man." And that was when she gave him a nice round house kick to the side for all his troubles.
"I'm a chick! I have tits, asshat!"
Renji gasped for breath, chuckling a little. "Ichigo calls Uryū an asshat. I never thought you would start using that kind of language."
"Yeah, well. I ain't exactly a prim and proper lady, now am I?" Tatsuki muttered, a faint pink tinting her cheeks. Renji always made her blush f