Beauty and the Beast: Crossover Style! Ch. 1Beauty and the Beast: Crossover Style!Beauty and the Beast: Crossover Style! Ch. 1 by moonlitinuyasha1985
Chapter One: A Quiet Village
(I do not own Bleach, nor do I own Beauty and the Beast. They belong to their respective owners.)
One morning, a young girl, at the age of 17, came out of a house. She put a book that she had in her hand into the basket that she, also, had.
Two brown birds chirped as they passed the young girl.
She had fair skin, shoulder length black hair with a hair strand dangling in front of her face and dressed in black robes, black hakama, white sash, white socks and sandals. Her name is Rukia Kuchiki. As she headed to Karakura town, she started to sing.
She looked around happily and smiled as she began singing.
Rukia (singing): "Little town, it's a quiet village
Every day, like the one before.
Little town, full of little peop
Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 8 - GrimmjowDear Bleach Fanfiction Authors,Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 8 - Grimmjow by Sariniste
Huh, bloody killings, vicious attacks, gratuitous cruelty, generally acting like a freakin’ asshole?
Actually, I think most of you got me spot on. (Although you kinda overdid it with all the cat stuff. I’m not an Adjuchas anymore, dammit!)
But you gotta write more stories with me smashing that damn shinigami into oblivion instead of fucking him!
Though… you sure make him look kinda pathetic when I’ve got him slammed against a wall. *psychotic grin* You gave me some ideas—now I just might play with him a little before I beat him to death.
And did you notice that I’m the only one of the Espada still alive? Hell, I outlived even that fuckin’ bastard Aizen and his two toadying flunkies. An’ if that wimp Ulquiorra had done what I said back in the beginning and killed the damn shinigami right at the start, then we woulda won. Fuckin’ Aizen thought he was so smart and look what happen
Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 7 - TatsukiDear Bleach Fanfiction Authors,Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 7 - Tatsuki by Sariniste
Why do you all insist that Orihime is a ditzy idiot whose cooking gives people indigestion? Well, she may be a little ADHD. And her cooking is, umm, creative. But nowhere has it ever been recorded that her food makes people sick! She just uses combinations of ingredients that are atypical in Japan (like butter on sweet potatoes, which I know you Americans actually like, yuck!)
Give me a break, guys!
Or do I have to come to your computer and punch you?
Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 6 - UlquiorraHumorous drabble series.Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors Ch 6 - Ulquiorra by Sariniste
Chapter 6 – Ulquiorra Cifer.
Dear Bleach Fanfiction Authors,
Re: “Pairings” involving me: Grimmjow, Aizen-sama, Orihime Inoue.
This is a pointless letter.
I do not consort with trash. I especially do not disobey Aizen-sama in order to consort with trash.
The only reason to couple with another being would be to reproduce. Hollows do not reproduce sexually.
Grimmjow was my subordinate. If he had attempted a sexual assault upon me I would have destroyed him with a single Cero. Pathetic. End of story. There is no need to write a hundred thousand words on such an inane topic.
If Aizen-sama had wished to engage in such unorthodox experimentation, I would have complied, of course. He is my creator and I obey his every wish. However, Aizen-sama is highly rational and does not give purposeless orders.
Orihime Inoue was my prisoner and Aizen-sama left her under my care. That was our only relationship. The reason I was placed in charge was simple
Bleach/Death Note crossover 1: CrazinessÿþBleach/Death Note crossoverBleach/Death Note crossover 1: Craziness by pickleduck3
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
Off With Their Pants!Off With Their Pants!Off With Their Pants! by Asagi-K-Kurosaki
"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,