It'd been a little over a month since the last party, but it seemed like much longer when you were stuck in an apartment with a brat like Sasuke, even if he could be fun sometimes.  Not that he'd ever admit it anyway.

He made sure the living room was free of old socks or cups-o-noodle and tossed a few blankets onto the couch.  He couldn't keep the ( Read more... )

There was a curious rule when it came to inactivity. It seemed to Rukia lately that the less she tried to do, the less time there was to achieve it in. Running the vacuum around the apartment took up most of her mornings, lunch stretched far into the afternoon when accompanied by the unavoidable addiction that was daytime talk shows, and then there ( Read more... )

There were always unexpected fruits to ones labors. Like finding the Ninja Turtle bandaids his Dad must have stockpiled and still gave to the little kids, being able to select store music on the days he opened at the Exchange, or managing to get his father out of an extraordinary outstanding parking ticket on a technicality (all the Modern Law ( Read more... )

( Part II )

The roof was hardly recognizable when Kuukaku was done with it. Flags, banners, things that sparkled and lit up were everywhere, decorating every corner of the normally boring roof. Starting the festivities a little early, Kuukaku decided that since she had parts of a barbecue laying around she might as well make use of them. She deftly put the ( Read more... )

[[Part One of Two]]

Rating:PG13 for language only.
Notes: Uhh. Well I did a word count for all our Ichigo/Rukia logs thus far and it works out at roughly 115,000 words, now. I kind of feel like that's an achievement. Cookies to anyone who has made it through reading the lot (note: if you live outside London, cookies may arrive slightly stale).
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[[Part Two of Two]]

( What are they doing at night in the park?
Think of them waddling about in the dark.
Ducks, Ducks! Quack, Quack! )

( It's not about trust at all. I just wanted you to know that there are other kinds of stories. )

[after Byakuya offers to free the bunny.]By the time he'd gone through the ream of legal documents for the second time (and had come up equally confused as he had the first time), Byakuya was more than willing to do anything to get him away from the damnable convolutions of legalese. Thus, when he found out about Rukia's bunny and its current ( Read more... )

( The black railed skeleton of the fire escape circled the building like a decrepit carnival ride )