Bleach Fan Fiction ❯ A Fruit Basket ❯ Chp 1: Red Pineapples ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Yaoi's Bitch 
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Shoujo | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 11.09.2008 | Updated On: 11.14.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 284 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Bleach Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / Shoujo | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 11.09.2008 | Updated On: 11.14.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 284 | Status: Work In Progress
A Fruit Basket, Nova’s Story
Do I really need to disclaim Bleach? I mean if I was the writer I wouldn’t be in need of writing fan fiction. I could just do the story as I liked… DUH!
Now that THAT’S done…
WARNINGS! This is my first publicly published fanfic. Needless to say, Im very shy about my writing (and lazy too...). I promise not to beg for reviews either; although they would be nice. Flame as well if you want! I love the stupid people. They keep me entertained for awhile. This is a yaoi/slash/shonen-ai/het/yuri (everything you could fucking want!) fanfic involving a couple that not many people even know about. (I can’t believe it though! I mean TWO red-heads are just too hot! ^^) I’ve only found the coupling once and they weren’t even the main dish… But seeing as the story is rated M, you already know that Im going to give you all some lemony goodness at some point in this fic, it also contains some dark themes that I don’t really know what will come up but I’ll make sure to post a warning for each chapter. The story is planned for eleven chapters and an Epilogue, even though Im still not as sure as to what the hell the plot is. Lol. But please bear with me. And let me add that I haven’t read the manga, although I am up to date with the Japanese anime; this doesn’t follow…kinda.
I have to thank my mother, who lets me bounce my ideas off her and is my wonderful beta… Yes I know. Crazy huh? And to Iron Dog who gave me the yummy Renji/Nova (And others)! This is kinda a VERY loose extension of that story.
Now on with the fic!!!
Chapter 1: Red Pineapples
The Winter War had only ended a few months earlier, with relief that not many had died. Aizen Sousuke of course had to been taken down. The man; self proclaimed "god" didn’t go without a good fight though. It had been Kuchiki-taichou, along with his fukutaichou, Abarai Renji, and Kurosaki Ichigo that had taken the man down together. The battle was long and hard fought that many thought it would never end. But with the help of the Visoreds , a few arrancar, and the Urahara shop. The war was not without causalities though. Before the fall of Aizen, Tousen Kaname, after confronted by Komamura Sajin, committed suicide. Both Hueco Mundo and the Seireitei suffered greatly, taking many souls and second division fukutaichou, Omaeda Marechiyo, with its destruction. Most of the Shinigami and Arrarcar that were left, floated in between the human realm and their destroyed headquarters.
And that was why a certain red pineapple was wrestling an orange strawberry in Urahara’s sitting room.
“Hmpf. I wish these two could have a normal conversation without the arguing and fighting for a change. “ Ishida sighed from the low table on the other side of the room. Urahara chuckled from behind his customary fan, as fiery blush rose in Orihime’s cheeks at the site of Ichigo’s shirt riding up his stomach.
What the two were arguing about was beyond the occupants of the room; which consisted of Sado, Ishida, Inoue, Urahara, all four mod souls in plushie form, and Rukia. At that very moment Jinta burst through the sliding doors with a tea tray. He stopped to gaze at the wrestling pair at his feet and suddenly tipped the tray of hot tea over the Shinigami. Both men scrabbled upright, faces red with anger, dripping with tea.
“Wha’ da hell ya do that for?!” Renji cried out.
“I thought I saw two bugs on the floor.” Hmpf Jinta, a smirk playing around his lips.
Urahara’s laughter could clearly be heard throughout the small shoten. “Now, now boys. Jinta why don’t you clean up this mess and have Tessia brew another pot of tea.” The boy left the room grumbling under his breath, returning shortly with a mop.
Ichigo quickly excused himself stating that he needed to get home to shower and for a fresh set of clothing. Renji excusing himself as well.
“Inoue-san, are you alright?” Asked Sado looking concerned at the fiercely blushing girl.
“What? Oh yes! Im fine. Um… I just remembered I promised to meet Tatsuki-chan! I’ll see you later” she called fleeing from the shop. The other three men and Rukia looked at each other knowingly. Although Orihime had started dating Tatsuki, the girl was still hopelessly in love with Ichigo, but the boy was too blind to see it. And Orihime seem to be blind to the fact that Ichigo was homosexual and not bisexual as she, herself was. But everyone doubted she would leave Tatsuki.
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The four mod souls that had been holding their own argument between Lirin and Kon, took note that three of their friends had gone missing from the room. Kon, realizing his ride was gone quickly ran for the door leaving Rukia to follow after him. “Bye guys.” She said waving as she disappeared out the front doors.
Sado and Ishida slow stood, politely bowing to their host, saying their goodbyes. And with that the inhabitants of the shoten were quite alone.
Urahara looked to the mod souls grinning secretively and left for his laboratory; the three plushies left to their own devises.
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Renji hurriedly descended the latter into the underground training room in the shoten. Urahara had been kind enough to allow the Shinigami residents to stay in the training room; seeing as it was so spacious. There were small modest houses dotting the wide expanse, with a gate that lead right into the Seireitei and another that lead to Hueco Mundo. The Shinigami and few Arrancar lived here in peace and harmony… ‘Sort of’, Renji reflected.
Things had changed greatly since the time that Grimmjow and Ulquiorra showed up together. The gang had ran to the scene as quickly as possible only to see the defeated and pleading look in those cold murderous eyes. Neither Espada resisted as they were bound and taken to Urahara for questioning. The story they both supplied was unbelievable.
Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were an item, partners, a couple… And Aizen didn’t approve. The Arrancar were only to bow to him and his needs if so be it; not each other. No one was to touch what was his. At that, he had threatened their lives, but most importantly to Ulquiorra; the life of his lover. Ulqui held no fear at the threat on his life. He was assured that Aizen wouldn’t act on that threat as he was his master’s favorite “plaything”. But seeing that Grimmjow had no respect of the wanna-be god, the threat to Grimmjow’s life was indeed serious. That night they fled.
Grimmjow was still cocky, but stated that they wanted to switch sides and join the Shinigami. The two Espada ranked Arrancar proved themselves to be very useful and loyal. And now that it was all over, they stayed at the shoten in one of the many small houses. They tended to only associate with the main group though.
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Renji shook himself from his thoughts as he reached his home, stripping as soon as the door was closed. He never noticed that another presence was there until he walked directly into kitchen.
“Abarai. What are you doing?” Asked the monotone voice of the Kuchiki heir.
Stuttering and looking to cover himself from his taichou’s eyes, Renji ran into a wall, and after numerous tries made it into the small bedroom. “Ugh… Someone spilt tea on me. I was comin’ home t' shower ‘n change. I wan’t expectin’ anyone to be in ma’ house… HEY! How did ya get into ma’ house?” He asked curiously.
“You don’t lock the door.” Kuchiki Byakuya stated simply. “We have paperwork to attend to this afternoon.”
Renji’s groan could be heard clearly. Everyone knew just hope much he loved paperwork. “Hai, Taichou. I’ll be dere shortly. I jus’ gotta get cleaned up.” Satisfied, Byakuya stated his acceptance and departed, leaving Renji to complete the task.
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Nova donned his gigai to roam the makeshift streets under the shoten. He may have fought a war with the Shinigami, but they were still rather apprehensive of him and the other mod souls. He usually spent his free time with Ulquiorra when Lirin and Kuroudo were arguing, because the Arrancar was just as silent as himself. He found comfort in Grimmjow and Ulquiorra being outcast just as himself.
Nova was so entranced by his thoughts that slammed into something hard and fell to the dusty street. Looking up he realized that it was not a thing, but rather a He. Red hair still damp, pulled into a tight but sloppy ponytail, black tattoos etched into the skin of his forehead, neck, chest and forearms visible to Nova from position on the rocky ground. He couldn’t help but think them beautifully interesting; wondering what they felt like. A hand shot out and shook itself in front of his face snapping him from his thoughts. Blushing furiously; Nova zipped closed his hood and teleported away to Ulquiorra and Grimmjow’s home; leaving a very confused Renji standing alone with his hand outstretched.
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Hey guys! That was my first chapter of A Fruit Basket. Don’t ask about the name though… I think I was high on something. Lol. Well I hope to see guys next chapter. ^^ Oh and if you see any mistakes that my mother and I didnt get, please dont be afraid to tell me.
Edited 11/14/08
Do I really need to disclaim Bleach? I mean if I was the writer I wouldn’t be in need of writing fan fiction. I could just do the story as I liked… DUH!
Now that THAT’S done…
WARNINGS! This is my first publicly published fanfic. Needless to say, Im very shy about my writing (and lazy too...). I promise not to beg for reviews either; although they would be nice. Flame as well if you want! I love the stupid people. They keep me entertained for awhile. This is a yaoi/slash/shonen-ai/het/yuri (everything you could fucking want!) fanfic involving a couple that not many people even know about. (I can’t believe it though! I mean TWO red-heads are just too hot! ^^) I’ve only found the coupling once and they weren’t even the main dish… But seeing as the story is rated M, you already know that Im going to give you all some lemony goodness at some point in this fic, it also contains some dark themes that I don’t really know what will come up but I’ll make sure to post a warning for each chapter. The story is planned for eleven chapters and an Epilogue, even though Im still not as sure as to what the hell the plot is. Lol. But please bear with me. And let me add that I haven’t read the manga, although I am up to date with the Japanese anime; this doesn’t follow…kinda.
I have to thank my mother, who lets me bounce my ideas off her and is my wonderful beta… Yes I know. Crazy huh? And to Iron Dog who gave me the yummy Renji/Nova (And others)! This is kinda a VERY loose extension of that story.
Now on with the fic!!!
Chapter 1: Red Pineapples
The Winter War had only ended a few months earlier, with relief that not many had died. Aizen Sousuke of course had to been taken down. The man; self proclaimed "god" didn’t go without a good fight though. It had been Kuchiki-taichou, along with his fukutaichou, Abarai Renji, and Kurosaki Ichigo that had taken the man down together. The battle was long and hard fought that many thought it would never end. But with the help of the Visoreds , a few arrancar, and the Urahara shop. The war was not without causalities though. Before the fall of Aizen, Tousen Kaname, after confronted by Komamura Sajin, committed suicide. Both Hueco Mundo and the Seireitei suffered greatly, taking many souls and second division fukutaichou, Omaeda Marechiyo, with its destruction. Most of the Shinigami and Arrarcar that were left, floated in between the human realm and their destroyed headquarters.
And that was why a certain red pineapple was wrestling an orange strawberry in Urahara’s sitting room.
“Hmpf. I wish these two could have a normal conversation without the arguing and fighting for a change. “ Ishida sighed from the low table on the other side of the room. Urahara chuckled from behind his customary fan, as fiery blush rose in Orihime’s cheeks at the site of Ichigo’s shirt riding up his stomach.
What the two were arguing about was beyond the occupants of the room; which consisted of Sado, Ishida, Inoue, Urahara, all four mod souls in plushie form, and Rukia. At that very moment Jinta burst through the sliding doors with a tea tray. He stopped to gaze at the wrestling pair at his feet and suddenly tipped the tray of hot tea over the Shinigami. Both men scrabbled upright, faces red with anger, dripping with tea.
“Wha’ da hell ya do that for?!” Renji cried out.
“I thought I saw two bugs on the floor.” Hmpf Jinta, a smirk playing around his lips.
Urahara’s laughter could clearly be heard throughout the small shoten. “Now, now boys. Jinta why don’t you clean up this mess and have Tessia brew another pot of tea.” The boy left the room grumbling under his breath, returning shortly with a mop.
Ichigo quickly excused himself stating that he needed to get home to shower and for a fresh set of clothing. Renji excusing himself as well.
“Inoue-san, are you alright?” Asked Sado looking concerned at the fiercely blushing girl.
“What? Oh yes! Im fine. Um… I just remembered I promised to meet Tatsuki-chan! I’ll see you later” she called fleeing from the shop. The other three men and Rukia looked at each other knowingly. Although Orihime had started dating Tatsuki, the girl was still hopelessly in love with Ichigo, but the boy was too blind to see it. And Orihime seem to be blind to the fact that Ichigo was homosexual and not bisexual as she, herself was. But everyone doubted she would leave Tatsuki.
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The four mod souls that had been holding their own argument between Lirin and Kon, took note that three of their friends had gone missing from the room. Kon, realizing his ride was gone quickly ran for the door leaving Rukia to follow after him. “Bye guys.” She said waving as she disappeared out the front doors.
Sado and Ishida slow stood, politely bowing to their host, saying their goodbyes. And with that the inhabitants of the shoten were quite alone.
Urahara looked to the mod souls grinning secretively and left for his laboratory; the three plushies left to their own devises.
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Renji hurriedly descended the latter into the underground training room in the shoten. Urahara had been kind enough to allow the Shinigami residents to stay in the training room; seeing as it was so spacious. There were small modest houses dotting the wide expanse, with a gate that lead right into the Seireitei and another that lead to Hueco Mundo. The Shinigami and few Arrancar lived here in peace and harmony… ‘Sort of’, Renji reflected.
Things had changed greatly since the time that Grimmjow and Ulquiorra showed up together. The gang had ran to the scene as quickly as possible only to see the defeated and pleading look in those cold murderous eyes. Neither Espada resisted as they were bound and taken to Urahara for questioning. The story they both supplied was unbelievable.
Grimmjow and Ulquiorra were an item, partners, a couple… And Aizen didn’t approve. The Arrancar were only to bow to him and his needs if so be it; not each other. No one was to touch what was his. At that, he had threatened their lives, but most importantly to Ulquiorra; the life of his lover. Ulqui held no fear at the threat on his life. He was assured that Aizen wouldn’t act on that threat as he was his master’s favorite “plaything”. But seeing that Grimmjow had no respect of the wanna-be god, the threat to Grimmjow’s life was indeed serious. That night they fled.
Grimmjow was still cocky, but stated that they wanted to switch sides and join the Shinigami. The two Espada ranked Arrancar proved themselves to be very useful and loyal. And now that it was all over, they stayed at the shoten in one of the many small houses. They tended to only associate with the main group though.
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Renji shook himself from his thoughts as he reached his home, stripping as soon as the door was closed. He never noticed that another presence was there until he walked directly into kitchen.
“Abarai. What are you doing?” Asked the monotone voice of the Kuchiki heir.
Stuttering and looking to cover himself from his taichou’s eyes, Renji ran into a wall, and after numerous tries made it into the small bedroom. “Ugh… Someone spilt tea on me. I was comin’ home t' shower ‘n change. I wan’t expectin’ anyone to be in ma’ house… HEY! How did ya get into ma’ house?” He asked curiously.
“You don’t lock the door.” Kuchiki Byakuya stated simply. “We have paperwork to attend to this afternoon.”
Renji’s groan could be heard clearly. Everyone knew just hope much he loved paperwork. “Hai, Taichou. I’ll be dere shortly. I jus’ gotta get cleaned up.” Satisfied, Byakuya stated his acceptance and departed, leaving Renji to complete the task.
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Nova donned his gigai to roam the makeshift streets under the shoten. He may have fought a war with the Shinigami, but they were still rather apprehensive of him and the other mod souls. He usually spent his free time with Ulquiorra when Lirin and Kuroudo were arguing, because the Arrancar was just as silent as himself. He found comfort in Grimmjow and Ulquiorra being outcast just as himself.
Nova was so entranced by his thoughts that slammed into something hard and fell to the dusty street. Looking up he realized that it was not a thing, but rather a He. Red hair still damp, pulled into a tight but sloppy ponytail, black tattoos etched into the skin of his forehead, neck, chest and forearms visible to Nova from position on the rocky ground. He couldn’t help but think them beautifully interesting; wondering what they felt like. A hand shot out and shook itself in front of his face snapping him from his thoughts. Blushing furiously; Nova zipped closed his hood and teleported away to Ulquiorra and Grimmjow’s home; leaving a very confused Renji standing alone with his hand outstretched.
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Hey guys! That was my first chapter of A Fruit Basket. Don’t ask about the name though… I think I was high on something. Lol. Well I hope to see guys next chapter. ^^ Oh and if you see any mistakes that my mother and I didnt get, please dont be afraid to tell me.
Edited 11/14/08