Ichigo's ''Homework''My names Ichigo Kurosaki, otherwise known as Strawberry. I have spiky orange hair and light brown eyes with darker brown specks within them, rimmed with thick lashes which I am highly proud of (sadly they are kind of orangey brown because of my hair colour, but it doesnt bother me too much), and an even skin-tone, kinda peachy. You could say I'm average height, and I like to think I'm an average healthy weight for my age (haven't checked on the NHS for the affirmative tho), bare chiselled muscles and all! I'm friendly and caring- don't trust those who say I'm moody. Everyone has their bad days, and when your constantly hunting hollows who wouldn't? I'm like a maid who just cleaned up, 'c-can we just keep this place clean for a while'? Pah! Anyway, I know it seems like all I wear is tight pants and belly-tops, that or stripy Elvis bell-bottoms, but believe in me- my style is so much more then that! All of those things is just what I wore for some photo-shoots (we'll get into the epic phIchigo's ''Homework'' by bubbamax1990
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Urahara, leaning against a table in his lab, opened his fan and fluttered it back and forth. "Well you see, Ichigo, Soul Society is in a real pickle with Aizen's last attack since he escaped from prison. It looks like if he combines forces with Juha Bach, we may not be able to survive." He peered at the youth from under his striped hat.
Ichigo glared at the shinigami. "So what else is new?" he retorted. "I'm doing everything I can, but even powered-up I'm still not quite up to Aizen's level, unless I work with others."
"Exactly!" Urahara shut his fan with a snap and grinned. "You and I need to work together again." He gestured at what looked like a huge machine covered in a drop cloth. "Which is why I built this special machine just for you, so you can solve all our problems!"
Ichigo sighed. "Okay, fine. But what does this machine do?"
"Well, you see," the shopkeeper continued, patting the machine proudly, "I have figured out exact
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It was a gloomy day in Soul Society. Clouds were actually covering the usually blue sky, rain was about to fall, and caterpillars were trying not to get eaten by birds. Hold on a moment, why was Soul Society sad? It's not as though anyone died (figuratively speaking of course, they're all already dead).
It was sad because...the ultra-amazing, ultra-beautiful, ultra-fangirl-attracting Juushiro Ukitake had been turned down. By the equally ultra-fangirl-inducing Hitsugaya Toushiro. Over the matter of candy. What happened:
"No, Ukitake Taichou!!!!! Stop sending me candy!!!!!" a scared-for-his-taste-buds Hitsugaya sobbed, running through the woods.
"But Shiro-kun!!!! I even have candy that helps you grow taller!!!" An abnormally excited Ukitake chased after him, holding a humongous bag of candy like he was the new Santa Claus.
"..." A hesitant pause. "I still don't want it anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Ukitake still chased after him, looking like the "All the
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"Come on, it's only fair," Rukia said with a smirk, Ichigo cringed and wrinkled his nose, "Rukia is this REALLY what you want?" she nodded slowly, "It's just a little bit~" she said with a smirk, he sighed lightly, not pleased about this, "This is really what you want to do on your wedding night?" she frowned and tilted her head, "You make it sound so vulgar, all we're doing is getting to know eachother better, and plus, you seem to forget that later we're going to be getting to know eachother... ALOT better, so what's the reservations?" she replied, he sighed and closed his eyes breifly, "I guess that's true.. I just don't see a point," she leaned closer to him and looked up at him, half lovingly, half skeptickally, "Really? You don't see a point in telling eachother our most embaressing stories?" she replied with a frown, "No I don't, why would it make any difference?" "It wouldn't... but it's nice to know that we have that kind of openness in our relationship,