spacecat
01-21-2008, 08:45 AM
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Here is where you can vote for the winner of our Festive Season Art Contest! Please do not just vote for your friends, it's an art contest not a popularity poll. You may vote for more than one entry however only once per entry. Voting will close on the 10th of Feb.
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For your convenience the entries:
No1: Kara-lija
http://kara-lija.deviantart.com/art/A-Shun-Shun-Rikka-Christmas-71476044
No.2: Spirit
http://img211.imageshack.us/my.php?image=winterhimewx4.jpg
No.3: Riekie
Hi, Riekie here! This is my first and only Oneshot for the BA Holiday Contest!
I hope everyone that reads it can enjoy it from a reader’s perspective and get into the holiday mood.
Contains slight swearing.
ENJOY!!!
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Sighing, wondering, staring through the windows of the immense white (was it really that dull colour?) Castle, well Aizen-sama rather called it their palace; Las Noches.
A Spanish named building in the middle of the desert, a dead one. Though was everything in that desert dead? Didn’t it bare any lifeforms on the hills of sand? He knew. He knew what lifeforms lived there, though one could not say it was really alive.
He stood up, sitting on the window sill for hours (atleast it felt like hours) had made him even more bored than he already was. It was night time, though it was always dark he knew the times of day by now, living here for so long. Hands in his pockets, head pointing down, back eyes narrowed and just the usual frown on his face that one who dared speaking to him immediately knew not to; yes, he was not in the mood for any kind of contact.
Slouching his way through the hallways, perhaps going back to his own room, he noticed a small glimmer of light on the floor tiles. He thought, ofcourse at first, that it was the lights reflection.
It wasn’t.
He noticed more and more light reflections when he actually started to care for what was going on with the floor.
‘Tch, probably just the light having a bright day.’ He laughed at his own comment, seemingly amused when he thought back about what he said. It was, afterall, a sarcastic comment, and a funny one.
A small smile creeped onto his face when he actually began following the strange glimmers. He went through hallways, creeped through strange holes, climbed multiple staircases, heck, he somehow made it to the roof of one of the towers of the immense palace of Las Noches.
He was outside.
Still, the light wasn’t gone, now glimmering upon the concrete upper deck and stretching it’s way further and further over to a different part of the palace.
‘Sigh. Who’s idea was this to trick me so?’
He looks around as if noticing someone that has made up this little trick and exposing itself to him; right here, right now.
No one.
‘Come out, come out where ever you are.’ He says in the most sarcastic tone.
No sound.
‘The one that made up this little trick to get me up here must be very bored out of his mind and has, ofcourse, an eternal deathwise on his part.’
His smile grows wider and wider, imagining what he would do to the person that tricked him into coming here and wasting his time following the glimmer.
He still spots no one and when carefully looking around if no one is spying on him, he resumes his ‘journey’.
Glitters.
Glitters are now mixed in with the glimmer of light. Not only on the floor of the tower, but also on the walls. It is basically everywhere and growing brighter and brighter the more he follows it.
‘Who’s idea was this huh? I can’t believe Aizen has ordered someone to paint the palace; not in this hideous fashion.’
No glimmer, no glitter.
‘Aah!’ he says amused but dissapointed at the same time; ‘it seems as though the show is finally over.’
Footsteps. Heavy ones.
‘Eeh?’ ‘Show yourself!’
a dingling sound.
More heavy footsteps, but just from one person.
‘Yammi? What the hell are you doing painting Las Noches you fat bastard?! I can hear you coming from a mile away!’ he says grumpily, hoping it was someone more interesting, someone really worth his time.
No answer.
‘Answer me you fat recycled sidekick! Why the hell did you trick me to come here!? Got one confession to make you big ol’ Yammi you?!’ he says teasingly.
The footsteps are coming even closer now.
They round the corner.
Curly hair.
A black belt with a golden buckle.
More curly hair.
Red fabric.
Black, cowboy-like leather shoes.
White gloves.
Red cheeks.
‘Who, who the hell are you!’ he says angrily, ready to incinerate the big creature that apparently lured him here.
‘Good evening…..’
‘Grimmjow.’ A nice, warm and welcoming voice says.
‘S-s-santa?!’ Grimmjow stutters out.
‘Yes, it is me; Santa Claus.’ He continues on in the same warm and gentle voice.
Grimmjow’s mouth is literally on the floor, staring his eyes out in disbelief of seeing Santa.
‘ B-But Santa…How?’ Grimmjow still in shock.
‘No need for small talk, Grimmjow. How have we been the last year?’ Santa asks.
‘Well, uhm…’ Grimmjow says, fiddling with his fingers, plucking his hair and steadily growing a rouge blush on his cheeks.
‘I-I uhm…..’ he continues stuttering.
Santa watches Grimmjow quietly, waiting for his answer.
Suddenly Grimmjow stands up straight and looks the big man in the eye.
‘I’ve saved this orange-haired girl when she was bullied!’ he exclaims proudly.
‘Aaaand….?’ Says Santa.
‘Well ehh, I’ve killed the ones that were bullying her..but she restored their bodies so they are still alive.’ He says in complete honesty and very proud of his good-doing, well Orihime’s.
‘I see Grimmjow. Not much have we changed this year now, did we?’ Santa says in slight dissapointment.
Grimmjow says nothing.
Santa sighs.
‘But Santa, why did you create all these signs if you knew it all?’ he asks.
‘That Grimmjow, was to make sure you would come to see me and remember what I had told you last year. Have you forgotten that?’ santa says displeased.
‘I ehh, well I didn’t forget but I was so busy and all saving the woman back then that I kinda….did.’ he bends his head down as to receive punishment for his actions.
‘It’s alright Grimmjow, I am glad you came to see me, after all; even Arrancar need alittle something from Santa himself to get through the ‘holidays.’
Grimmjow’s head is still bent down.
Santa walks away, rounds the corner and Grimmjow can hear he’s flipping things over, as to look for something. No more sound; apparently he’s found the certain item he was looking for and now walks back in his jolly old way; back to Grimmjow.
‘Raise your head.’ Santa says in an amusing tone.
And so he does; Grimmjow raises his head and when meeting the eyes of Santa the jolly old man pushes a bright coloured package in the hands of the startled Arrancar.
‘Enjoy.’ He says while walking back to his sleigh. He hops onto it and slowly starts moving.
‘Ooh, and don’t forget to show the others the glimmers, Grimmjow. I’ve got alittle something for them too!’ he says. His voice and image fading into the distance.
‘But wait!’ Grimmjow shouts. ‘where are you going now?’ he says in utter confusement.
‘To deliver these gifts. What else would I be doing on Christmas Eve? Don’t worry though; Your brothers and sisters will find their gifts when they find this location; with your help ofcourse!’
And those are Santa Claus’ final words to Grimmjow; floating away into the distance.
Grimmjow opens the package and looks inside.
‘What the…..?!’ and the red blush that minutes before had creeped and coloured his face is promptly turning back to the surface.
The End
No.4: Spirit
http://img150.imageshack.us/my.php?image=bleachholidayzo4.png
No.5: Sidonzo
http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/Sidonzo/Mistletoe.jpg
No.6: Blah
http://hazmanian-devil.deviantart.com/art/Rockin-Santa-Chad-71992710
No.7: Hemagoku
http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s80/hemagoku/Untitled-3-2.jpg
No.8: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Christmas-Shopping-72209873
No.9: debbiechan
http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs23/i/2007/350/0/9/B_A_Festive_Season_2007_by_debbiechan.png
No.10: kitty868theonly
Title: Christmas Gift
By: kitty868theonly
Rating: T-T+; Curse words and Nnoitora being Nnoitora- a pervert (in other words- expect a few ‘sexual’ comments mentioned from him).
Type of Story: BLEACH; Oneshot; General & Humor.
Quick Summary: It is a few days before Christmas and Orihime is still trapped at Las Noches- unfortunately. Grimmjow has to take care of her, due to Ulquiorra going on a mission-again. He takes her on a walk. She starts talking about Christmas should be coming in a few days. Sometime later, Grimmjow is sparring with Noitora. Noitora, being the nosy person he is, he asks Grimmjow about her””and what she was talking about. He tells him and Noitora says that they should do something for her. Noitora ignores Grimmjow’s comments and decides to form something with the rest of the Arrancars for her---- what is it?!?! (~BONUS SHORTY AT END; Grimmjow & Szayel~)
Special Appearances (In order of Appearance- somewhat): Grimmjow, Nnoitora [Side note : Nnoitora’s name will be spelled as Noitora in this story because it sounds/looks better that way to me], Ulquiorra, Szayel, Stark, Halibel, and Gin.
Started On & Completed Date: December 15th (Start Date) & December 16th (Complete Date) YEAR 2007
Total Pages: 17 (Including my comments & ~BONUS~)
DISCLAIMER: I obviously DON’T OWN BLEACH
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Orihime was in her room, as usual. She was sitting on her couch this time, looking down at her feet. She was fidgeting and she didn’t know what was going on at all. She had been trapped at Las Noches for---- who knew how long she was there. She just knew that a long amount of time had passed. When she first arrived, she felt very upset and thought that she saved her friends from being killed from “˜monsters’. However, over time, she started to think what she did was wrong. And, not just that, she started to think that there was no big difference between good and evil. She had met all of the Espada and she thought all of them were just as “˜normal’ as humans--- despite the whole hollow thing. She even thought Noitora was okay, although he would try to go overboard with her at times. But, it would either be Halibel, Ulquiorra, or even Grimmjow that would stop his “˜teasing’ that went too far.
Even though she didn’t know how much time passed, she knew it was getting closer to Christmas. Due to Ulquiorra coming back from his last mission, she saw that there was a hint of snow on one of his shoulders, and she figured it was mid of December. She looks up at the ceiling and closed her eyes.
“I wonder what everyone is going to be doing for the holidays” She thought.
She sighs out loud.
“Probably going be a lot more fun than what I am experiencing right now It’s so boring here”
Her door opened suddenly. She opens her eyes and looks towards the door. There stood Grimmjow, and she instantly became curious.
“Gr-Grimmjow? What are you doing here?”
“Apparently doing Ulquiorra’s job! The emo prick had to go on another mission today and I was left to watch over you! According to Aizen’s orders, he wants me to give you a walk for today-now!” He said in his usual angry matter, answering her question at the same time.
“Oh”
She stood up and walked to the door. She walks out first before Grimmjow followed. He led and Orihime had to make sure she would keep up; otherwise he would get angrier at her. They walked in silence, and Orihime didn’t talk until she reached the outskirts of Las Noches, the cold desert.
“Grimmjow Do you know what day it is?”
“Che! Does it look like I know what fucking day it is!? I’m dead! Knowing such things is useless!”
“I-I wanted to know what day it is today because I think it is getting closer to Christmas”
“Christmas? What is that?”
She looked up at the moon and smiled, with her own memories of her Christmas days with her friends fresh in her mind. She explains to him what Christmas is and mentioned a little about her own experience but not mentioning Kurosaki- afraid that she might anger him if she mentioned Kurosaki’s name. After she finished explaining, he didn’t say anything at first. She looked at him momentarily to see his face expression that would give her an idea of what he might be thinking. His face expression was blank, but then it turned into his usual frown.
“What kind of bullshit is that?!? It sounds like some kind of scam people made up just to make money on some made up holiday to me!”
“We-Well, you can think of it that way if you want But that isn’t the overall point of Christmas” She said in a low voice.
“Che! Whatever!”
There was silence between them again, with only the wind blowing against their faces. Orihime didn’t talk again until a few minutes passed.
“You know I realized there are no flowers here Not even a cactus”
“You’re talking about flowers now?”
She looks at him and chuckled nervously.
“Of course there are no flowers here! Everything here is dead! It’s a desert, not a park!”
She looked away and looked down with a sad expression.
“I know I just miss the flowers is all I especially miss the daisies”
Grimmjow just groans in annoyance.
“Let’s go back inside before you “˜kill’ me with your stupid depressed emotions.”
He turns to go and Orihime followed without another word. They had walked pass a few of the Espada rooms that had their door open slightly, one of them turning out to be Szayel’s room. Orihime wanted to greet some of them, but Grimmjow forbidden it to enter or talk to others. He ends up leading her back to her room. Without another word or even glancing at each other, she enters her room and walked to her couch. She sat in it and looked down. She expected Grimmjow to leave right away, but, instead, he stayed. She was curious of why he stayed, but he was probably only doing it because it was his “˜job’ to do so.
“Today is December 23rd” He said.
Orihime looks at him, surprised that he knew. He only stared back, but then he explained how he knew.
“That crazy bastard scientist had a calendar on his wall when we walked by his room. He had the day and everything circled! Che! Probably to gloat that he can finish building something within in a less timeframe compared to others!”
Orihime gave him this odd look, thinking he acts “˜funny’ when he does something nice for someone. But she made her expression disappear when she saw Grimmjow was getting annoyed with her face expression.
“Anyway, one of Ulquiorra’s men will bring you your food later. Just make sure you eat it! I better not hear from any of them that you refused to eat! Otherwise, I will come back and force it down your throat!” He said as a threat as he left.
He had closed the door behind him. Orihime looks up and out her window. Without her noticing, her door was actually open a little, just enough for someone to look in. In this case, Grimmjow was looking into her room from the small gap. He thought something was wrong with her, but when he saw her look out the window, he thought she was fine and back to her “˜normal’ self. So, he closed her door completely and quietly to not startle her. He puts his hands into his pockets and walks towards the training room to have his spar with Noitora. He looked forward to it because he owed the “˜snake man’ a punch in the eye anyway. He grins at his own “˜way with words’.
“Maybe I’ll make him blind in the other eye too.” He thought.
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Sometime later during Grimmjow and Noitora’s sparring, Noitora asked Grimmjow a question.
“So Grimmjow, how was pet-sama?” He said as he swung his crescent moon shaped zanpakutō sideways.
Grimmjow blocks Noitora’s move with ease by using his own zanpakutō.
“Who the fuck is pet-sama!?” He asked through gritted teeth, focusing more at the battle at hand than about some--- pet.
“You know The woman I heard you had to watch her today because Ulquiorra is out on a mission today.” Noitora said as he jumped back and putting away his zanpakutō, indicating he didn’t want to spar anymore
Grimmjow puts away his own zanpakutō, and scowled at Noitora’s question.
“You’re fucking sick, you know that?!”
Noitora ignored his comment as he waited for Grimmjow to answer his question. Grimmjow scoffed before he answered his question.
“The woman was the same as usual. The same depressed expression, then she talked about missing flowers, and then about some holiday called, “˜Christmas’!”
Noitora was curious.
“Christmas? What’s that?”
Grimmjow didn’t feel like explaining it, but he explained to Noitora what it was- the same way she explained it to him- but not as nice or as excited as she was when she explained it. At the end of the explanation, Noitora blinks his eye and scratches his head a little.
“It does sound like some gimmick to me for people to make money But, it sounds like fun at the same time. I wouldn’t mind a few presents from someone.”
He grins before he continued.
“Especially if the gift is Halibel.”
Grimmjow scoffed in disgust.
“But Pet-sama deserves something too I mean, she has been with us for a while and it’s unfair that she can’t have fun every once in a while” Noitora said as he thought.
“What are you talking about?”
Noitora remained quiet as a thought formed into his head slowly. He then grinned at his own idea.
“I got one! I got an idea that will cheer pet-sama up!”
Noitora said with the same grin upon his face. He walks to the door and was about to leave, but he looked back at Grimmjow once more.
“I’m going to tell some others about my idea. Do you want to participate?”
“Like I give a shit!”
Noitora chuckled at his answer.
“Suit yourself.” He said as he left.
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ON CHRISTMAS DAY
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Orihime knew it was Christmas and she felt really upset that this would be the only year she would not be able to celebrate Christmas with her friends. She was lying on her couch like she would if she was on her bed. She held one pillow against her chest and pressed it against herself hard. She felt pain in her heart. The only person she told about Christmas about was Grimmjow, and she was sure he didn’t really care for such things. Therefore, she wouldn’t get nay gifts from him or anyone else. She thought that receiving gifts from the Espada would be nice, but scary at the same time. But, she found the idea more amusing as she chuckled lightly at the idea of getting gifts from the Espada- as if!
Her door suddenly opened. She decided to not look towards the door, she already knew who it was.
“Let’s go I am giving you a walk today.” The emotionless Espada said.
Orihime leans up and sighs.
“I’m not really in the mood to walk today, Ulquiorra”
“I don’t care I say let’s go for a walk--- now” He said, but not sounding demanding like Grimmjow would.
She sighs again before she got off of her couch. She looks at him.
“Did Aizen-sama give you orders to walk me?”
“No I am doing this out of my own will.”
She looked at him with surprise, her eyes wide open to the fullest.
“Ar-Are you serious?”
“I’m not the one that would be making jokes. Now, come over here and let’s go or I will change my mind.”
Without hesitation or asking further questions, she ran towards the door and followed him. Unlike Grimmjow, he walked a normal pace for her to be able to catch up with him. She didn’t talk at first to him, but she lightened up to him as they walked. Even though she talked to him, he refused to talk back. But, she thought that was okay. At least he didn’t get mad or insult everything she said- like Grimmjow did. At the end of their long walk, he finally returned her to her room. Instead of letting her enter her room, he blocked the door with his whole body so that she wouldn’t be able to go in. She looks at Ulquiorra, confused by his actions.
“Ulquiorra, what are you-”
“Tell me Do you find the idea of us Espada giving you a gift amusing or scary?”
Orihime was shocked by his question, and she didn’t want to answer it because she pondered that question herself earlier.
“Well--- I. I think I would find it very---- good because I am getting a gift at least I wouldn’t be ungrateful and I wouldn’t try to hurt the person feelings So, I guess I would find it more amusing than scary” She admitted truthfully.
He just blinks his eyes once before he turned and opened her door. Suddenly, he appeared behind her and pushed her into her room gently. She was surprised by his actions, but then again, his behavior was a little strange earlier while they were walking. As soon as she stepped foot into her room, she was greeted with a big and loud, “SURPRISE!”
She looks up and was instantly taken aback. There in her room was Noitora, Halibel, Stark, Szayel, and--- Gin!?! Although she could tell that Halibel and Stark looked annoyed by the whole thing, they both still tried to look “˜happy’ by the whole thing. On the other hand, Noitora, Gin, and even Szayel had these smiles on their faces--- although all three of them looked very scary and that they should be used for Halloween instead of Christmas. Her room was now decorated with Christmas decorations and her room was lit lightly with candles everywhere. Behind them, she noticed, was that there was this table there with a big cake on it and other types of snacks. And, to her surprise even more, each of them had a gift in their hands.
“Wh-What is this?” She asked.
“Apparently a Christmas party for you.” Ulquiorra said as he came from behind her.
She looked at him and realized he had a gift in his hands too. She felt happy by the whole matter and she smiled lightly. She looked at all of them again, but, there was one certain Espada she didn’t see.
“Wh-Where’s Grimmjow?”
Noitora shrugs his shoulders.
“The last time I saw him, it was two days ago. He told me back than that he didn’t give a shit. So, it shouldn’t really be a surprise that he isn’t here.” Noitora said.
“Oh” She said sadly, finding it strange that he wasn’t there because she only mentioned Christmas to him and no other.
“Hey hey! Don’t go all depressed on me! It took me””I mean, us! A long time to come up with this!” Noitora complained.
“Oh! I didn’t mean it that way! I’m very happy that all of you would go out and do something like this for me!” She said with a light smile.
“Look I don’t mean to be the “˜dork’ here... But I want to hurry this up so that I can go to bed after this “˜party’.” Stark said.
“I agree.” Halibel said.
“Okay But, I don’t understand Why are you allowing this?” She asked, but more directly to Ulquiorra.
“You are my responsibility. That also includes that I must make sure that you are “˜happy’ with your conditions. So, I allowed Noitora to throw this ridiculous party. It ensures that you will listen to every command of Aizen’s, especially when you think back on this day.” He explained.
“Yeah, yeah! We get already Ulquiorra! Now, open my present first!” Noitora said as he shoved his present in front of her.
She takes it from his hands and looks at it. It was thin and the shape of it was square. She figured it had to be a book of some sort. She smiles at him lightly before she opened it eagerly. Her smile was wiped off of her face when she saw what it was. Even Szayel hit his forehead when he saw what his stupid and perverted “˜friend’ got her as a gift. Halibel sighed, she pretty much already predicted what it was. The gift he got her was a porn magazine--- with only girls in it. Orihime had to force herself to not get sick or throw the magazine at his face. After all, he did try to give her a gift at least.
“Um. Thank you Noitora I think” She said as kindly as she could.
“No problem pet-sama! Now, just give me a call once you are able to do some of those things.” He said with a smile.
As fast as lightning, Halibel had punched him in his face. He fell back onto the floor and held on to his face from the pain. Gin laughed at the whole matter.
“You’re so stupid!” Halibel said, directing to him of course.
Szayel walks up to her next and hands her his present gently.
“I find that you will rather like my gift.” He commented.
The shape of the gift was normal- square. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she was slightly afraid of what might be inside because she could have sworn that she felt the box move in her hands. But, without further ado, she opens the gift. As soon as she did, she jumped back in fear and screamed from what the gift contained. The gift was a moving hand that was contained inside a jar. Szayel didn’t understand why she screamed, he thought the gift was a good one. He picks up the jar that she dropped and held it in his own hands.
“I don’t see why you are afraid of it. I got the idea from some old show on Earth. It was called--- “The----”----something “----Family”. I can’t remember But I know I got it from some old show The hand name is “˜Handy’ and it seems that it likes to do magic tricks.” Szayel explained.
He turns around and picked up something from behind him. He picked up something that looked like a kit of some sort. He puts the jar down with the moving hand and opens the kit. Inside the kit was a wand, a hat that magicians use, and cards. He takes the cards out and opens the jar. In an instant, the hand jumped out by using its fingers and snatches the cards from Szayel hands. Orihime watches in awe. The hand lays the cards down in the floor and signaled Szayel to pick a card.
“I pick this one.” Szayel said, pointing at the 2 of hearts card.
The hand shuffles the deck of cards. A few seconds later, the hand is searching the deck for his card. But, at the end, his card wasn’t there! The hands crawls on Szayel’s arm and stopped near his ear. With a swipe of the hand--- hand It pulled out Szayel’s card from behind his ear! Orihime claps with amazement and laughed a little at the show the hand gave her.
“Thank you Szayel! This gift is great!” She said with a smile.
“Of course it is.” Szayel said proudly.
Noitora scoffed at him.
Next was Stark. He gives her a gift that was big. But, when she squeezed it a little, she realized it was soft. Without having any doubts that it was a bad gift, she opens it. The gift she got from Stark was a pillow. But, it wasn’t any ordinary pillow, it had this little knob on the side of the pillow and a group picture of the Espada that were currently there at the party- except for Noitora. He wasn’t in the picture at all.
“Hey! Why am I not in the picture!?” He yelled in outrage.
“I edited out your picture--- because Stark said so.” Szayel responded.
“WHAT!?!”
“Noitora man. Admit that all you’ll do is give her nightmares” Stark commented.
“And what makes you think none of you will!?!”
Stark ignored his outburst.
“Flip it over” He said to Orihime.
Orihime does and there was one single picture of Grimmjow on the pillow---- without his jaw thing and neither did he have that crazy or sadistic grin upon his face.
“Um--- why is Grimmjow by himself in this picture?” She asked.
“I was about to ask the same thing.” Ulquiorra said.
“What!?! Even he is on the pillow! This is an outrage!” Noitora complained even further.
“Would you shut-up.” Halibel warned him.
He quiets down, but continued to mumble silently under his breath.
“Ne-Never mind that question. But, where is his jaw thing?”
“Ahhhhh! It’s amazing what “˜Photoshop’ can do.” Szayel commented.
Stark ignored him.
“The knob you see there can change the temperature of the pillow and it can change the fluffiness of the pillow too I originally was going to use the pillow, but Szayel put those pictures on it that I didn’t want it. And, I never even got to use it Anyway, tell me what you think of it after you use it tonight.” Stark said.
“Thanks Stark.”
“No problem” Stark said as he yawned.
Next was Halibel. Her gift wasn’t even wrapped, but it was inside a pink bag that was decorated nicely. She hands the bag to her. Orihime looks inside the bag, but couldn’t see what it was because it was covered by some light blue paper. She reaches a hand into the bag and pulls out the garment--- which she instantly regretted doing so. The garment was a nightgown that was somewhat see-through, very short like her school skirt uniform, it was the color red, there was fluff around the bottom of the garment and around the chest area too and finally, little bells hung on the side of the nightgown. Orihime blushed and looked down in embarrassment. Gin got a nosebleed from it, Ulquiorra closed his eyes- not sure if it was from embarrassment or disgust, Stark looked away, and Noitora reacted like a pervert- but Halibel set him straight by sending a punch to his face again.
“Um Th-Thank you Halibel”
“I knew you would like it. I saw it at some store on Earth and I thought if I liked it, you would too.” Halibel commented.
Orihime nods her head.
“And I thank you for it!”
“Good Then please make sure that you wear it tonight.”
“What!?!?”
“Wear it tonight and then tell me tomorrow how comfortable it was. I didn’t get to get me my own pair because Aizen-sama was being cheap.”
“I refuse to let her wear that.” Ulquiorra protested.
“You say something, 4th Espada?” Halibel said, like as a warning.
Ulquiorra became quiet.
“Then if she is going to wear that, I refuse to come in her room tomorrow “˜morning’ or for the rest of the night.” Ulquiorra said.
“That’s fine. I’ll let her take it off tomorrow. Because you bring her her food- right?”
Ulquiorra simply nods his head.
“Don’t worry about it.” Halibel said, reassuring him.
Orihime puts it back into the bag. Halibel glares at her coldly.
“And you better wear it. I’ll know if you’re lying. So don’t try to weasel your way out of it.”
“Hey! I can watch her tonight if you want Ulquiorra!” Noitora suggested.
Again, Halibel punched him in his face.
“How many times do I have to punch you in the face for you to get it?”
Next, it was Ulquiorra- or it was until Gin cut him and handed his gift to her.
“I’m technically in a hurry and I got this gift at the last minute. I didn’t know about it until earlier today. So please, open it and tell me what you think quickly.”
Ulquiorra didn’t like being cut like that, but he kept quiet and waited. Orihime opens Gin gift without even bothering to look at the shape of the gift. Inside was a small diary that had designs of different types of flowers in it.
“Wow Thank you Gin”
“No problem! I always see Aizen write in something like that all the time, and he seems to enjoy doing it. So, I thought maybe I get you one too!”
Orihime found the idea of Aizen having his own diary scary.
“Well, I have to go! I’ll get the details about the party later!” Gin said as he waved goodbye and left.
Finally, it was Ulquiorra’s turn. He gives her his gift. She takes it and opens it. His gift was a psychology book and a lesson book that came with it.
“The book was originally mine. But, I have no need for it. So, I am giving it to you. Inside of the book, you may find my side notes and such.” Ulquiorra explained.
“Oh Um, thank you Ulquiorra.”
Ulquiorra blinked once.
“What? You don’t like my gift?”
“N-No! I like it! I really do! I-I’ll read it as soon as I have a chance to!” She said nervously.
“Alright, alright! Since we have given our gifts to her, let’s party now!” Noitora said while putting one hand around Halibel waist- and resulting with another punch to his face.
They had fun alright- and Orihime admitted that she had fun. Even though Noitora kept trying to mess with her, he would either get pulled away by Halibel or he receives a punch to his face- depending on the mood she was in. She did enjoy herself overall. And, to her surprise, even Stark was awake the whole time during the party. When it was really late, everyone was beginning to leave. Orihime was by her door, holding it open to wave good bye to her “˜guests’. Halibel and Stark left first. Noitora came after them, but before he left he looked at Orihime with his grin, although he tried to make it look like an innocent smile.
“You know pet-sama. You owe me, because I’m the one that planned the whole party.”
“Re-Really? Well, what is it that you want?” She asked, nervously.
“Hmmm. Nothing extreme I know! How about a peck on the cheek?” He said as he bends down to meet eye level with her.
“Um I guess so It’s harmless”
“Really!?!” He said excitingly.
Orihime nodded her head shyly. She really didn’t want to do it, but she didn’t think it was right either that he didn’t get anything out of the whole thing. So, she only thought it was only being fair. She looked at him shyly and he had that scary smile on his face. She wanted to back down again, but forced herself to ignore his face expression. As she got the courage to finally do it, Halibel came and grabbed the back of his hood and dragged him away.
“HUH!?! HALIBEL! LET ME GO! PET-SAMA WAS ABOUT TO GIVE ME A PECK! HEY! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!..... AHHHHHH! THIS ISN’T FAR!” Noitora yelled as he was dragged further and further away.
Orihime waved goodbye to him. Just as she was about to “˜greet’ Szayel out, Stark came back- with a blanket in his hand. He hands it to her.
“I almost forgot. This blanket was supposed to come with your pillow, but I forgot to wrap it. Enjoy it.” Stark said as he left again, walking at a fast pace.
She yelled, “Thank you!” to him before he disappeared completely. Finally, the last one to leave was Szayel.
“I have to say that I was amused and somewhat bored at the same time. I only stayed to see Noitora get punched in the face every time. It’s fun to watch when Halibel hits him.”
“Um... Yeah”
Szayel looks at her with that small smirk on his face.
“Ah yes! I almost forgot to give you something!”
He reaches into one of his pockets and pulls out a mistletoe. He hands it to her. She looked at it and wondered why he gave it to her now. As if he read her mind, he answered her question.
“I’m giving it to now because I was afraid of what Noitora might do with it--- and who might end getting kissed instead if you weren’t under it And also, I suspect that you will have a late visitor.”
Orihime looks at him surprised.
“A late visitor? What--- Who is it?”
Szayel only smirks at her question and exit her room. He glances at her briefly before he responded.
“I’ll let you ponder that yourself. You are a smart woman at times, right? So, I’m sure that you can figure it out.” He said as he left.
Before he got too far, he turned around and said as a warning, “Ah yes! Don’t forget what Halibel said about the outfit. She really means what she says. So, make sure you put it on.”
He continued to walk. Orihime waved goodbye to him, although his back was turned. She sighs in relief and enters her room, somewhat happy that she was alone. She looked at the mistletoe that was in her hand. She didn’t know where to put it. But, without her realizing it, Handy took the mistletoe from her hands and walked away on its fingers until it hit a wall. To her surprise, the Handy crawled up the wall and hung the mistletoe right above her couch. She was too tired to figure out how was Handy able to do that. So, she simply got ready for bed and she went straight to sleep on her couch using her new pillow and blanket.
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~BONUS~ (Shorty on Grimmjow & Szayel)
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Noitora had just left Szayel’s room, after explaining his “˜big’ idea of a surprise Christmas party for Orihime. Szayel was trying to think of what to give to Orihime as a gift. It had so many ideas, that he got a headache from all of the ideas. He finally gave up and decided to look for some old show that they play on Earth. Just as he was about to enter his “˜relax’ mode, his door was kicked open.
“Yo!”
He didn’t have to turn around in his swivel chair to see who it was. He sighs in annoyance before he spoke.
“What is it that you want, Grimmjow?”
“I need information about something”
Szayel was surprised. He turns his chair around and looked at Grimmjow, seeing if he was telling the truth. But, when he realized his face expression was the same, he realized he was telling the truth. Szayel smirked.
“Well, this is unusual for someone like you to come to me for help-”
“Information! Help is completely different from the word “˜information!’”
“Excuse me “˜Information’. Well, what would you like to know?”
“I want know something about some type of flower called, “daisies”.”
Szayel looks at Grimmjow, confused by his request.
“Daisies?”
“Yes, daisies! Is there a problem that you can’t tell me information about it!?! Or is it too complicated for you?!” Grimmjow said as a threat.
“It’s not complicated Grimmjow, don’t insult my intelligence It’s just that it is very-”
Szayel stopped midsentence when he saw the glare Grimmjow gave him. Szayel coughed before he spoke again.
“It’s just that there are billions of types of daisies Grimmjow What are you looking for, specifically?”
“I don’t know! A rare one or hard to find one!”
Szayel sighs and shakes his head in disappointment.
“Leave all the work to the scientist” Szayel said as he turned his chair to the computer in front of him.
He types in some things into it. Grimmjow waited by the door. A few minutes went by before Szayel spoke again.
“Alright Grimmjow I found the Xylorhiza orcuttii. And it’s-”
“Speak English Szayel!”
Szayel sighed in annoyance. He hated it when he had to talk simply terms- just because his “˜brothers’ and “˜sisters’ didn’t understand him.
“As I was saying, I found the Orcutt's woody aster. It’s a rare, shrubby daisy native to arid canyons and sandy areas with gypsum soils in the Anza-Borrego Desert of San Diego County. In other words, it is located at the United States in the state of California, San Diego in the Anza-Borrego Desert.”
“United States? Where’s that?”
Szayel bangs his hand into his forehead and shook his head with disappointment.
“You are doomed” He said under his breath.
“What you say, 8th Espada?”
Szayel sighs again before he continued.
“Come over here so that I can give you a map!”
Grimmjow did as he said.
“Now, before I show you a map. Do you think finding only this daisy is good enough for you?”
“No Give me another one that is difficult to find”
Szayel types in some things, and he found something difficult even for Grimmjow.
“Well, here are the world’s smallest daisies, called “˜Desert Star’ They’re smaller than a US penny.”
“US?”
“Short for United States”
Grimmjow remained silent.
“Alright, it sounds challenging enough. Where is it located?”
“In the same state as the other one. But in a different area It is located in southern California, Colorado Desert. These daisies can be found in gravelly areas in the desert.”
Szayel pulled up a map to get from their area to California. As soon as Grimmjow saw the directions, he got pissed off.
“Che! I don’t like all of these directions! I don’t want to sit here and memorize this shit!”
“Well, I’ll print it out for you since it’s too complicated for your tiny little brain.”
“You better watch your mouth or you might end up getting punched in it.”
Szayel prints out the directions and gave to Grimmjow.
“Now that you have all that you need, get out of my lab!”
Grimmjow turned to go. But, before he left completely, he turned and shot a cero blast at Szayel’s computer. Szayel wasn’t shocked by his actions, but he was angry. Grimmjow simply grinned at him.
“That’s for insulting me.” He said before he left.
Although Szayel computer was destroyed and he was angry, he smirked that he tricked Grimmjow at the same time. Grimmjow will get to his destination, of course, but it will take him longer to get there with the directions Szayel gave him. To be exact, he’ll be gone for about 1 day and a half. Maybe 2 days and a half if got lost within some of those directions. Szayel shrugs his shoulders.
“Oh well! That was his fault for not reading it!” Szayel thought as he got busy to fix his computer.
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AUTHOR’S COMMENTS/NOTES
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I know all of you are thinking, “Who’s her late visitor!?” Well, you can sit there and guess. Is it Ulquiorra- although he said that he won’t be coming back? Is it Grimmjow- although he said that he didn’t care- and yet he is going out looking for daisies? Or heck, is it Noitora because he still wants his “˜kiss’ for his hard work? Well, I already know who it is and all--- and I am planning to keep it that way! :) However, I will not provide that part of the story of the late visitor because--- well, let’s review She’s wearing that nightgown that Halibel gave her (if you’re curious of where she got it from- it’s “Victoria’s Secret”). She has a mistletoe ABOVE HER COUCH! She has a new pillow and now a blanket to go with it.! Why do you think I didn’t include the rest? I think you can find it obvious of why I didn’t Also, I wanted to not show and offend people that I only 'ship' one type of 'couple' in Bleach- I wanted this to be a fair oneshot. And, if you’re curious of where the hand came from, Szayel got that idea from the old show, “The Addams Family”. But, I’m sure all of you knew that already. I have to say overall that this one was fun to do for the contest! And no, it will not be my only entry. I have one more oneshot I want to do for the contest. Although, I think this one is better than the one I’m planning to make But then again, the next one I’m making will have other characters in it and more- like Ichigo, Aizen, and- opps! I talked too much! :p Well, expect another oneshot from me soon!
No.11: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Snowball-Time-72361834
No.12: dementedpeach
http://dementedpeach.deviantart.com/art/Bleach-winter-in-the-desert-72367006
No.13: debbiechan
http://fc04.deviantart.com/fs24/i/2007/352/d/e/Cuddle_Weather_by_debbiechan.png
No.14: Spirit
http://img214.imageshack.us/my.php?image=yoruichiuraharaxmaspn0.png
No.15: Lithiumswirl
http://lithiumswirl.deviantart.com/art/Dolce-72539142
No.16: Jack Van Burace
http://img510.imageshack.us/img510/8108/mayurixmasfs2.jpg
No.17: Ann-chan
http://neko16.deviantart.com/art/Merry-Christmas-3-72548983
No.18: Jaws
http://tseyii.deviantart.com/art/Merry-Konny-X-mas-72917113
No.19: Jaws
http://tseyii.deviantart.com/art/Mine-All-Mine-72919693
No.20: Raf
http://img167.imageshack.us/my.php?image=ichynelmw6.jpg
No.21: lithiumswirl
http://lithiumswirl.deviantart.com/art/Bleachmas-I-Decoration-72922578
No.22: Riekie
http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p183/yinxeygirl/GrimmjowMerryChristmas.jpg
No.23: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Close-to-You-73040994
No.24: laurie b.
title: Boxing Day
characters/pairings: Shunsui x Nanao
genre: romance/mild humor/fluff (adult situation, but no actual sex, sorry!)
rating: T
spoilers: none
summary: The day after Christmas, Shunsui wakes up to a cold bed and a peevish Nanao. What did he do wrong this time?
disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
This was written with Debbiechan in mind -- she requested for a Shunsui x Nanao story from me :)
Boxing Day
When he woke up, he knew something was wrong. He just couldn't place it. Perhaps it was the heavy silence. Yes, that was it. He couldn't even hear her light breathing. Instead, quiet fury seemed to rage within the room.
He stretched and then stopped halfway, discovering the crick in his neck the same time he realized his eyes were out of focus. Puzzled by the crazy angle of the walls and the furniture, he finally figured it out: he fell asleep with his head hanging off the bed.
He wasn't wearing any clothes. That was a normal state of affairs when he was in bed with someone, except today he was cold because the bed was strangely empty.
Someone also viciously threw the covers off him, too.
It was then Shunsui remembered what he did wrong this time around.
A moody spiritual force hovered from the farthest corner of the bedroom. His bedroom.
"I told you not to get drunk at the party," she said reproachfully. She was combing her silky black hair, her face turned away from him.
"Yeah, I know I did. I'm sorry, baby." God, he couldn't control the slight slurring of his words. She was going to kill him.
"Don't 'baby' me." Her voice was both distant and cool. "You said you would not fall asleep on me again, you jerk."
"I apologize. It was most ungentlemanly of me."
She frowned. "Consider yourself lucky I didn't kidou off your penis."
He stiffened. Oh man. She was one angry woman. She had never threatened to do that before, considering how she actually liked that particular part of his anatomy.
Fortunately, he found her anger very arousing.
"Come back to bed," Shunsui coaxed, rolling over and staring in her direction. "It won't happen again I promise."
"I can't," she stifled a yawn. "I need to go to my own quarters and get ready for this afternoon. There's that annual tea ceremony Yama-jii throws in honor of Sasakibe-sama, I have to go to that. All the vice-captains are expected to show up. Or perhaps you've forgotten again?"
"That stodgy old gathering at the first division? Why does the old man do that anyway?"
"Because fifty years ago Sasakibe-sama told him that December 26th was Boxing Day in some parts of the living world. It's the day when people are supposed to show appreciation to their social inferiors -- their employees and their tradesmen -- by giving them money and gifts. So Yama-jii holds a tea ceremony for the vice-captains. He likes his tea. What do you expect him to do, hand out lollipops?"
"What part of the living world is that?" Shunsui raised an eyebrow. "It sounds suspiciously foreign to me."
"What do you care?" she asked, peeved. "You don't appreciate me at all. You can't even stay awake long enough to finish the job you started."
Ouch. That hurt.
"Never say that, my darling Nanao-chan," he pleaded. "Lazy I may be, I am not workshy. Let me show you how much I appreciate you."
Her back was still turned to him. "That's what you said last year, and the year before."
"It's not my fault. Rangiku-san teased me into a drinking match. The prize was my coat. You know I can't refuse a challenge..."
Her voice was calm yet exacting. "Why don't you go out with Rangiku then?"
"My sweet Nanao-chan, my precious Nanao-chan," he cooed. "Rangiku-san is a good friend. Why would I want any other Shinigami when I finally got you? I'm a selfish man. I don't like other men staring at my love. Everybody likes Rangiku-san because she's generous with her charm and wit. Yet I prefer you for your reticence, because you share yourself only with me."
The proud angle of her spine seemed to soften towards him. He took it as a good sign.
"Come back to bed, please, my beautiful Nanao-chan," Shunsui wheedled, his voice soothing, aiming at just right the amount of affection and mingled apology. "I promise not to fall asleep again while we're making love."
That poet was right, Shunsui thought: alcohol increased the desire but does take away the performance. Good thing he was fully awake now and attuned to his lover's little nuances. If he was still intoxicated, he would not have caught the fleeting moment of hesitation and the most slight of a sideway glance over her shoulder.
His fukataichou would always be irresistibly reluctant and coy at the same time.
As usual, her silence implied consent. Nanao was too proud to say yes whenever she finally capitulated. She said yes to him in the subtlest of ways: by taking off her eyeglasses, for instance, or putting down her comb on the bureau dresser -- both actions of which she did now.
It was a tragic failing -- the inability to say yes out loud -- yet it was one of Nanao's many faults he found so interesting. It kept Shunsui on his toes. Every moment he misread her would cost him days of damage control. Once he spent months trying to coax her back to his bed, after offending her for something he still wasn't sure he did.
Nanao was not an open book although Shunsui was happy to sometimes read her pages right.
He flashed stepped to her side -- quite a feat, considering that he was just prone a moment ago -- and in an instant, she was kneeling before him on the bed.
An involuntary sigh escaped her throat. For Shunsui it was like a deafening roar of approval.
"You are overdressed for bed, my sweet," he said.
He unwrapped her carefully like a fragile, valuable gift. He loved it when she draped his pink overcoat over her nude body. It was the main reason why he wore it all the time: it carried her scent in its folds. No one else knew that what she smelled like, because he was the only one who got close enough to touch.
"Merry Christmas," he said, kissing her on top of each closed eyelid.
"It is the day after," she said, but her cool voice was shed of its normal disapproval.
"You aren't my inferior," he said gently. "But I will ask you what you wish."
It was the season for love and forgiveness, after all. Nanao didn't want her lover to think she couldn't imbibe the holiday spirit.
"I want everything you promise me on Christmas Day," she finally whispered back. "And I want to fulfill my own promises, too."
He was touched by her words. Rarely was his lovely Nanao so generous. She was always in control of herself -- yet now her lips slightly trembled.
Shunsui's grin was often lazy. It spread slowly over the muscles of his face, starting with the upturn of his lips, the crinkle in his chin, until it finally reached the twinkle of his eyes. At this moment, however, his smile was immediate and he knew exactly what he wanted to do. He was going to take his time, and he wasn't going to fall asleep in the middle of it.
"We have all day," he said, as he dragged her down on top of the sheets. "You have your captain's permission to skip that tea ceremony. I'll take the blame. I'll tell the old man you were nursing me through a bad hangover."
"Such a horrible excuse," was all she said, as she opened up her arms to Shunsui and accepted him -- and all his stumbling apologies -- once more.
No.25: Suzumega
http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g161/NorthernCrown/yoruichi.jpg
No.26: Riekie
The gift
Still stunned he looked at the present that was given to him a few hours earlier by Santa Claus himself. Sitting in his room in a lounging way he slowly moved his hands towards the giftbox.
It stirred.
He jumped back in shock of what was going on inside it.
Being the man that he was he didn’t want to be ‘scared’ of a gift, especially not when it was given by Santa, his Arrancarhood hero.
Grimmjow took a deep breath and slowly let it out through his nose, as a nervous wreck he knew this was the best way to ‘stay calm’. He looked back at the box, and still the ‘thing’ inside it was moving around.
He thought of Cero’ing it, but then what would Santa say when he would come and visit next year? ‘’Grimmjow! What happened to the (incoherent speech) I gave you?
Yes, I Cero’d the gift downthat’s what you would say then.
No, he didn’t want to, but he had to. Then a sudden thought came to his mind; what would the woman do? Would she be scared of the thing that Grimmjow got aswell? Ha, it would sure be a laugh if she was!
As sudden as Grimmjow’s moods were so were his actions. He grabbed the box and immediately lifted the top off of it, to look inside it again.
Earlier when he unwrapped his present (when Santa left) he was shocked to say the least and immediately closed it.
Now he directly looked at what was given to him, not a smart idea one greatly skilled warrior would say. Then again, Grimmjow wasn’t all that smart when it came to certain ‘actions’.
Still holding the box with his present inside he jumped off the bed and headed for a certain woman’s room. After a few minutes walking and holding it steadily he reached his destination and ofcourse, knocked down her door.
She was shocked, in a tired way
‘’Grimmjoooooww’’ she says yawning, ‘’ why are you kicking down my door? You know that it might draft now and I’ll get sick…then you have to explain yourself AGAIN to Aizen-sama.’’
‘’Ãeah yeah alright..I’ll send Lap Dog to fix your door later, but first…I got something to show ya.’’ He says in a grinning matter
he walks towards Orihime and she looks inside the box
‘’……..’’
‘’aa-aaahh…’’
she faints
‘’hahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa!!! ’’ Stupid woman! I knew this would happen when I’d show it to you!’’
he grabs one of her arms and drags her down to the couch, where he takes a seat leaving her to lie on the ground
Grimmjow places both his hands in the box and takes his present out of it. He looks at the tiny thing when it suddenly starts mewing. Grimmjow is SHOCKED beyond everything!
‘’Wha-What did you say? You called me; daddy? That is soo sweet!’’ He immediately starts hugging and stroking it in a Grimmjow loving manner. (his fears immediately gone out the Las Noches building).
‘’Hello you..who’s a good li’l Grimmcat kitten now?! Yes you are..yes you aaaare!’’
he hugs the tiny white furball with ice-coloured eyes and keeps on talking to it in a very scary way.
‘’I never would’ve thought to meet relatives again, let alone become a father! Isn’t that right Grimmcat? He says when stroking the cat’s tiny head and back.
Finally Orihime starts coming to again and sees Grimmjow play with the tiny kitten. ‘’ Eeh, Grimmjow….is that kitten ehh..yours?’’ she says in concern for the kitten’s life.
‘’Hell it’s mine! I got it, from Santa! And whoever dares to lay a finger on family….(shaking his head in a very eerie manner)
will die by my hands. No one can play with Grimmcat, except me..because we are family and all.’’
‘’But ehh, Grimmjow..you know that kittens need food too, right? He need—‘’
instantly cut off by him he says; ‘’Don’t worry, woman…I will take care of him, no matter what I’ll have to do, I’ll provide anything for him. Afterall, we are family!’’
The End
No.27: Nyarlathotep
http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/Chesnut_357/drawings/bleach.jpg
No.28: Mystic Serenade
http://img517.imageshack.us/img517/9555/rukiadm2.png
No.29: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Snowfall-From-Desert-Skies-74479777
No.30: HaNa
http://aycu30.webshots.com/image/41709/2002950963889305075_rs.jpg
No.31: HaNa
http://aycu40.webshots.com/image/41519/2005329138118211050_rs.jpg
No.32: Dizzy
http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/7820/urukiorafinaleos4.png
No.33: Sparticus
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/spartydragon/doomchappy1_web.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v304/spartydragon/doomchappy2_web.jpg
No.34: Inonibird
http://inonibird.deviantart.com/art/A-Very-Merry-Bleachmas-72917531
No.35: Nakebenihime
http://buru-neko.deviantart.com/art/Under-the-Mistletoe-Tonight-72853358
No.36: Nyarlathotep
http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u184/Chesnut_357/rukia.jpg
Here is where you can vote for the winner of our Festive Season Art Contest! Please do not just vote for your friends, it's an art contest not a popularity poll. You may vote for more than one entry however only once per entry. Voting will close on the 10th of Feb.
A MASSIVE THANKS TO ALL WHO PARTICIPATED!
For your convenience the entries:
No1: Kara-lija
http://kara-lija.deviantart.com/art/A-Shun-Shun-Rikka-Christmas-71476044
No.2: Spirit
http://img211.imageshack.us/my.php?image=winterhimewx4.jpg
No.3: Riekie
Hi, Riekie here! This is my first and only Oneshot for the BA Holiday Contest!
I hope everyone that reads it can enjoy it from a reader’s perspective and get into the holiday mood.
Contains slight swearing.
ENJOY!!!
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Sighing, wondering, staring through the windows of the immense white (was it really that dull colour?) Castle, well Aizen-sama rather called it their palace; Las Noches.
A Spanish named building in the middle of the desert, a dead one. Though was everything in that desert dead? Didn’t it bare any lifeforms on the hills of sand? He knew. He knew what lifeforms lived there, though one could not say it was really alive.
He stood up, sitting on the window sill for hours (atleast it felt like hours) had made him even more bored than he already was. It was night time, though it was always dark he knew the times of day by now, living here for so long. Hands in his pockets, head pointing down, back eyes narrowed and just the usual frown on his face that one who dared speaking to him immediately knew not to; yes, he was not in the mood for any kind of contact.
Slouching his way through the hallways, perhaps going back to his own room, he noticed a small glimmer of light on the floor tiles. He thought, ofcourse at first, that it was the lights reflection.
It wasn’t.
He noticed more and more light reflections when he actually started to care for what was going on with the floor.
‘Tch, probably just the light having a bright day.’ He laughed at his own comment, seemingly amused when he thought back about what he said. It was, afterall, a sarcastic comment, and a funny one.
A small smile creeped onto his face when he actually began following the strange glimmers. He went through hallways, creeped through strange holes, climbed multiple staircases, heck, he somehow made it to the roof of one of the towers of the immense palace of Las Noches.
He was outside.
Still, the light wasn’t gone, now glimmering upon the concrete upper deck and stretching it’s way further and further over to a different part of the palace.
‘Sigh. Who’s idea was this to trick me so?’
He looks around as if noticing someone that has made up this little trick and exposing itself to him; right here, right now.
No one.
‘Come out, come out where ever you are.’ He says in the most sarcastic tone.
No sound.
‘The one that made up this little trick to get me up here must be very bored out of his mind and has, ofcourse, an eternal deathwise on his part.’
His smile grows wider and wider, imagining what he would do to the person that tricked him into coming here and wasting his time following the glimmer.
He still spots no one and when carefully looking around if no one is spying on him, he resumes his ‘journey’.
Glitters.
Glitters are now mixed in with the glimmer of light. Not only on the floor of the tower, but also on the walls. It is basically everywhere and growing brighter and brighter the more he follows it.
‘Who’s idea was this huh? I can’t believe Aizen has ordered someone to paint the palace; not in this hideous fashion.’
No glimmer, no glitter.
‘Aah!’ he says amused but dissapointed at the same time; ‘it seems as though the show is finally over.’
Footsteps. Heavy ones.
‘Eeh?’ ‘Show yourself!’
a dingling sound.
More heavy footsteps, but just from one person.
‘Yammi? What the hell are you doing painting Las Noches you fat bastard?! I can hear you coming from a mile away!’ he says grumpily, hoping it was someone more interesting, someone really worth his time.
No answer.
‘Answer me you fat recycled sidekick! Why the hell did you trick me to come here!? Got one confession to make you big ol’ Yammi you?!’ he says teasingly.
The footsteps are coming even closer now.
They round the corner.
Curly hair.
A black belt with a golden buckle.
More curly hair.
Red fabric.
Black, cowboy-like leather shoes.
White gloves.
Red cheeks.
‘Who, who the hell are you!’ he says angrily, ready to incinerate the big creature that apparently lured him here.
‘Good evening…..’
‘Grimmjow.’ A nice, warm and welcoming voice says.
‘S-s-santa?!’ Grimmjow stutters out.
‘Yes, it is me; Santa Claus.’ He continues on in the same warm and gentle voice.
Grimmjow’s mouth is literally on the floor, staring his eyes out in disbelief of seeing Santa.
‘ B-But Santa…How?’ Grimmjow still in shock.
‘No need for small talk, Grimmjow. How have we been the last year?’ Santa asks.
‘Well, uhm…’ Grimmjow says, fiddling with his fingers, plucking his hair and steadily growing a rouge blush on his cheeks.
‘I-I uhm…..’ he continues stuttering.
Santa watches Grimmjow quietly, waiting for his answer.
Suddenly Grimmjow stands up straight and looks the big man in the eye.
‘I’ve saved this orange-haired girl when she was bullied!’ he exclaims proudly.
‘Aaaand….?’ Says Santa.
‘Well ehh, I’ve killed the ones that were bullying her..but she restored their bodies so they are still alive.’ He says in complete honesty and very proud of his good-doing, well Orihime’s.
‘I see Grimmjow. Not much have we changed this year now, did we?’ Santa says in slight dissapointment.
Grimmjow says nothing.
Santa sighs.
‘But Santa, why did you create all these signs if you knew it all?’ he asks.
‘That Grimmjow, was to make sure you would come to see me and remember what I had told you last year. Have you forgotten that?’ santa says displeased.
‘I ehh, well I didn’t forget but I was so busy and all saving the woman back then that I kinda….did.’ he bends his head down as to receive punishment for his actions.
‘It’s alright Grimmjow, I am glad you came to see me, after all; even Arrancar need alittle something from Santa himself to get through the ‘holidays.’
Grimmjow’s head is still bent down.
Santa walks away, rounds the corner and Grimmjow can hear he’s flipping things over, as to look for something. No more sound; apparently he’s found the certain item he was looking for and now walks back in his jolly old way; back to Grimmjow.
‘Raise your head.’ Santa says in an amusing tone.
And so he does; Grimmjow raises his head and when meeting the eyes of Santa the jolly old man pushes a bright coloured package in the hands of the startled Arrancar.
‘Enjoy.’ He says while walking back to his sleigh. He hops onto it and slowly starts moving.
‘Ooh, and don’t forget to show the others the glimmers, Grimmjow. I’ve got alittle something for them too!’ he says. His voice and image fading into the distance.
‘But wait!’ Grimmjow shouts. ‘where are you going now?’ he says in utter confusement.
‘To deliver these gifts. What else would I be doing on Christmas Eve? Don’t worry though; Your brothers and sisters will find their gifts when they find this location; with your help ofcourse!’
And those are Santa Claus’ final words to Grimmjow; floating away into the distance.
Grimmjow opens the package and looks inside.
‘What the…..?!’ and the red blush that minutes before had creeped and coloured his face is promptly turning back to the surface.
The End
No.4: Spirit
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No.5: Sidonzo
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No.6: Blah
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No.7: Hemagoku
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No.8: Ametatsu
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No.9: debbiechan
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No.10: kitty868theonly
Title: Christmas Gift
By: kitty868theonly
Rating: T-T+; Curse words and Nnoitora being Nnoitora- a pervert (in other words- expect a few ‘sexual’ comments mentioned from him).
Type of Story: BLEACH; Oneshot; General & Humor.
Quick Summary: It is a few days before Christmas and Orihime is still trapped at Las Noches- unfortunately. Grimmjow has to take care of her, due to Ulquiorra going on a mission-again. He takes her on a walk. She starts talking about Christmas should be coming in a few days. Sometime later, Grimmjow is sparring with Noitora. Noitora, being the nosy person he is, he asks Grimmjow about her””and what she was talking about. He tells him and Noitora says that they should do something for her. Noitora ignores Grimmjow’s comments and decides to form something with the rest of the Arrancars for her---- what is it?!?! (~BONUS SHORTY AT END; Grimmjow & Szayel~)
Special Appearances (In order of Appearance- somewhat): Grimmjow, Nnoitora [Side note : Nnoitora’s name will be spelled as Noitora in this story because it sounds/looks better that way to me], Ulquiorra, Szayel, Stark, Halibel, and Gin.
Started On & Completed Date: December 15th (Start Date) & December 16th (Complete Date) YEAR 2007
Total Pages: 17 (Including my comments & ~BONUS~)
DISCLAIMER: I obviously DON’T OWN BLEACH
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Orihime was in her room, as usual. She was sitting on her couch this time, looking down at her feet. She was fidgeting and she didn’t know what was going on at all. She had been trapped at Las Noches for---- who knew how long she was there. She just knew that a long amount of time had passed. When she first arrived, she felt very upset and thought that she saved her friends from being killed from “˜monsters’. However, over time, she started to think what she did was wrong. And, not just that, she started to think that there was no big difference between good and evil. She had met all of the Espada and she thought all of them were just as “˜normal’ as humans--- despite the whole hollow thing. She even thought Noitora was okay, although he would try to go overboard with her at times. But, it would either be Halibel, Ulquiorra, or even Grimmjow that would stop his “˜teasing’ that went too far.
Even though she didn’t know how much time passed, she knew it was getting closer to Christmas. Due to Ulquiorra coming back from his last mission, she saw that there was a hint of snow on one of his shoulders, and she figured it was mid of December. She looks up at the ceiling and closed her eyes.
“I wonder what everyone is going to be doing for the holidays” She thought.
She sighs out loud.
“Probably going be a lot more fun than what I am experiencing right now It’s so boring here”
Her door opened suddenly. She opens her eyes and looks towards the door. There stood Grimmjow, and she instantly became curious.
“Gr-Grimmjow? What are you doing here?”
“Apparently doing Ulquiorra’s job! The emo prick had to go on another mission today and I was left to watch over you! According to Aizen’s orders, he wants me to give you a walk for today-now!” He said in his usual angry matter, answering her question at the same time.
“Oh”
She stood up and walked to the door. She walks out first before Grimmjow followed. He led and Orihime had to make sure she would keep up; otherwise he would get angrier at her. They walked in silence, and Orihime didn’t talk until she reached the outskirts of Las Noches, the cold desert.
“Grimmjow Do you know what day it is?”
“Che! Does it look like I know what fucking day it is!? I’m dead! Knowing such things is useless!”
“I-I wanted to know what day it is today because I think it is getting closer to Christmas”
“Christmas? What is that?”
She looked up at the moon and smiled, with her own memories of her Christmas days with her friends fresh in her mind. She explains to him what Christmas is and mentioned a little about her own experience but not mentioning Kurosaki- afraid that she might anger him if she mentioned Kurosaki’s name. After she finished explaining, he didn’t say anything at first. She looked at him momentarily to see his face expression that would give her an idea of what he might be thinking. His face expression was blank, but then it turned into his usual frown.
“What kind of bullshit is that?!? It sounds like some kind of scam people made up just to make money on some made up holiday to me!”
“We-Well, you can think of it that way if you want But that isn’t the overall point of Christmas” She said in a low voice.
“Che! Whatever!”
There was silence between them again, with only the wind blowing against their faces. Orihime didn’t talk again until a few minutes passed.
“You know I realized there are no flowers here Not even a cactus”
“You’re talking about flowers now?”
She looks at him and chuckled nervously.
“Of course there are no flowers here! Everything here is dead! It’s a desert, not a park!”
She looked away and looked down with a sad expression.
“I know I just miss the flowers is all I especially miss the daisies”
Grimmjow just groans in annoyance.
“Let’s go back inside before you “˜kill’ me with your stupid depressed emotions.”
He turns to go and Orihime followed without another word. They had walked pass a few of the Espada rooms that had their door open slightly, one of them turning out to be Szayel’s room. Orihime wanted to greet some of them, but Grimmjow forbidden it to enter or talk to others. He ends up leading her back to her room. Without another word or even glancing at each other, she enters her room and walked to her couch. She sat in it and looked down. She expected Grimmjow to leave right away, but, instead, he stayed. She was curious of why he stayed, but he was probably only doing it because it was his “˜job’ to do so.
“Today is December 23rd” He said.
Orihime looks at him, surprised that he knew. He only stared back, but then he explained how he knew.
“That crazy bastard scientist had a calendar on his wall when we walked by his room. He had the day and everything circled! Che! Probably to gloat that he can finish building something within in a less timeframe compared to others!”
Orihime gave him this odd look, thinking he acts “˜funny’ when he does something nice for someone. But she made her expression disappear when she saw Grimmjow was getting annoyed with her face expression.
“Anyway, one of Ulquiorra’s men will bring you your food later. Just make sure you eat it! I better not hear from any of them that you refused to eat! Otherwise, I will come back and force it down your throat!” He said as a threat as he left.
He had closed the door behind him. Orihime looks up and out her window. Without her noticing, her door was actually open a little, just enough for someone to look in. In this case, Grimmjow was looking into her room from the small gap. He thought something was wrong with her, but when he saw her look out the window, he thought she was fine and back to her “˜normal’ self. So, he closed her door completely and quietly to not startle her. He puts his hands into his pockets and walks towards the training room to have his spar with Noitora. He looked forward to it because he owed the “˜snake man’ a punch in the eye anyway. He grins at his own “˜way with words’.
“Maybe I’ll make him blind in the other eye too.” He thought.
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Sometime later during Grimmjow and Noitora’s sparring, Noitora asked Grimmjow a question.
“So Grimmjow, how was pet-sama?” He said as he swung his crescent moon shaped zanpakutō sideways.
Grimmjow blocks Noitora’s move with ease by using his own zanpakutō.
“Who the fuck is pet-sama!?” He asked through gritted teeth, focusing more at the battle at hand than about some--- pet.
“You know The woman I heard you had to watch her today because Ulquiorra is out on a mission today.” Noitora said as he jumped back and putting away his zanpakutō, indicating he didn’t want to spar anymore
Grimmjow puts away his own zanpakutō, and scowled at Noitora’s question.
“You’re fucking sick, you know that?!”
Noitora ignored his comment as he waited for Grimmjow to answer his question. Grimmjow scoffed before he answered his question.
“The woman was the same as usual. The same depressed expression, then she talked about missing flowers, and then about some holiday called, “˜Christmas’!”
Noitora was curious.
“Christmas? What’s that?”
Grimmjow didn’t feel like explaining it, but he explained to Noitora what it was- the same way she explained it to him- but not as nice or as excited as she was when she explained it. At the end of the explanation, Noitora blinks his eye and scratches his head a little.
“It does sound like some gimmick to me for people to make money But, it sounds like fun at the same time. I wouldn’t mind a few presents from someone.”
He grins before he continued.
“Especially if the gift is Halibel.”
Grimmjow scoffed in disgust.
“But Pet-sama deserves something too I mean, she has been with us for a while and it’s unfair that she can’t have fun every once in a while” Noitora said as he thought.
“What are you talking about?”
Noitora remained quiet as a thought formed into his head slowly. He then grinned at his own idea.
“I got one! I got an idea that will cheer pet-sama up!”
Noitora said with the same grin upon his face. He walks to the door and was about to leave, but he looked back at Grimmjow once more.
“I’m going to tell some others about my idea. Do you want to participate?”
“Like I give a shit!”
Noitora chuckled at his answer.
“Suit yourself.” He said as he left.
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ON CHRISTMAS DAY
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Orihime knew it was Christmas and she felt really upset that this would be the only year she would not be able to celebrate Christmas with her friends. She was lying on her couch like she would if she was on her bed. She held one pillow against her chest and pressed it against herself hard. She felt pain in her heart. The only person she told about Christmas about was Grimmjow, and she was sure he didn’t really care for such things. Therefore, she wouldn’t get nay gifts from him or anyone else. She thought that receiving gifts from the Espada would be nice, but scary at the same time. But, she found the idea more amusing as she chuckled lightly at the idea of getting gifts from the Espada- as if!
Her door suddenly opened. She decided to not look towards the door, she already knew who it was.
“Let’s go I am giving you a walk today.” The emotionless Espada said.
Orihime leans up and sighs.
“I’m not really in the mood to walk today, Ulquiorra”
“I don’t care I say let’s go for a walk--- now” He said, but not sounding demanding like Grimmjow would.
She sighs again before she got off of her couch. She looks at him.
“Did Aizen-sama give you orders to walk me?”
“No I am doing this out of my own will.”
She looked at him with surprise, her eyes wide open to the fullest.
“Ar-Are you serious?”
“I’m not the one that would be making jokes. Now, come over here and let’s go or I will change my mind.”
Without hesitation or asking further questions, she ran towards the door and followed him. Unlike Grimmjow, he walked a normal pace for her to be able to catch up with him. She didn’t talk at first to him, but she lightened up to him as they walked. Even though she talked to him, he refused to talk back. But, she thought that was okay. At least he didn’t get mad or insult everything she said- like Grimmjow did. At the end of their long walk, he finally returned her to her room. Instead of letting her enter her room, he blocked the door with his whole body so that she wouldn’t be able to go in. She looks at Ulquiorra, confused by his actions.
“Ulquiorra, what are you-”
“Tell me Do you find the idea of us Espada giving you a gift amusing or scary?”
Orihime was shocked by his question, and she didn’t want to answer it because she pondered that question herself earlier.
“Well--- I. I think I would find it very---- good because I am getting a gift at least I wouldn’t be ungrateful and I wouldn’t try to hurt the person feelings So, I guess I would find it more amusing than scary” She admitted truthfully.
He just blinks his eyes once before he turned and opened her door. Suddenly, he appeared behind her and pushed her into her room gently. She was surprised by his actions, but then again, his behavior was a little strange earlier while they were walking. As soon as she stepped foot into her room, she was greeted with a big and loud, “SURPRISE!”
She looks up and was instantly taken aback. There in her room was Noitora, Halibel, Stark, Szayel, and--- Gin!?! Although she could tell that Halibel and Stark looked annoyed by the whole thing, they both still tried to look “˜happy’ by the whole thing. On the other hand, Noitora, Gin, and even Szayel had these smiles on their faces--- although all three of them looked very scary and that they should be used for Halloween instead of Christmas. Her room was now decorated with Christmas decorations and her room was lit lightly with candles everywhere. Behind them, she noticed, was that there was this table there with a big cake on it and other types of snacks. And, to her surprise even more, each of them had a gift in their hands.
“Wh-What is this?” She asked.
“Apparently a Christmas party for you.” Ulquiorra said as he came from behind her.
She looked at him and realized he had a gift in his hands too. She felt happy by the whole matter and she smiled lightly. She looked at all of them again, but, there was one certain Espada she didn’t see.
“Wh-Where’s Grimmjow?”
Noitora shrugs his shoulders.
“The last time I saw him, it was two days ago. He told me back than that he didn’t give a shit. So, it shouldn’t really be a surprise that he isn’t here.” Noitora said.
“Oh” She said sadly, finding it strange that he wasn’t there because she only mentioned Christmas to him and no other.
“Hey hey! Don’t go all depressed on me! It took me””I mean, us! A long time to come up with this!” Noitora complained.
“Oh! I didn’t mean it that way! I’m very happy that all of you would go out and do something like this for me!” She said with a light smile.
“Look I don’t mean to be the “˜dork’ here... But I want to hurry this up so that I can go to bed after this “˜party’.” Stark said.
“I agree.” Halibel said.
“Okay But, I don’t understand Why are you allowing this?” She asked, but more directly to Ulquiorra.
“You are my responsibility. That also includes that I must make sure that you are “˜happy’ with your conditions. So, I allowed Noitora to throw this ridiculous party. It ensures that you will listen to every command of Aizen’s, especially when you think back on this day.” He explained.
“Yeah, yeah! We get already Ulquiorra! Now, open my present first!” Noitora said as he shoved his present in front of her.
She takes it from his hands and looks at it. It was thin and the shape of it was square. She figured it had to be a book of some sort. She smiles at him lightly before she opened it eagerly. Her smile was wiped off of her face when she saw what it was. Even Szayel hit his forehead when he saw what his stupid and perverted “˜friend’ got her as a gift. Halibel sighed, she pretty much already predicted what it was. The gift he got her was a porn magazine--- with only girls in it. Orihime had to force herself to not get sick or throw the magazine at his face. After all, he did try to give her a gift at least.
“Um. Thank you Noitora I think” She said as kindly as she could.
“No problem pet-sama! Now, just give me a call once you are able to do some of those things.” He said with a smile.
As fast as lightning, Halibel had punched him in his face. He fell back onto the floor and held on to his face from the pain. Gin laughed at the whole matter.
“You’re so stupid!” Halibel said, directing to him of course.
Szayel walks up to her next and hands her his present gently.
“I find that you will rather like my gift.” He commented.
The shape of the gift was normal- square. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she was slightly afraid of what might be inside because she could have sworn that she felt the box move in her hands. But, without further ado, she opens the gift. As soon as she did, she jumped back in fear and screamed from what the gift contained. The gift was a moving hand that was contained inside a jar. Szayel didn’t understand why she screamed, he thought the gift was a good one. He picks up the jar that she dropped and held it in his own hands.
“I don’t see why you are afraid of it. I got the idea from some old show on Earth. It was called--- “The----”----something “----Family”. I can’t remember But I know I got it from some old show The hand name is “˜Handy’ and it seems that it likes to do magic tricks.” Szayel explained.
He turns around and picked up something from behind him. He picked up something that looked like a kit of some sort. He puts the jar down with the moving hand and opens the kit. Inside the kit was a wand, a hat that magicians use, and cards. He takes the cards out and opens the jar. In an instant, the hand jumped out by using its fingers and snatches the cards from Szayel hands. Orihime watches in awe. The hand lays the cards down in the floor and signaled Szayel to pick a card.
“I pick this one.” Szayel said, pointing at the 2 of hearts card.
The hand shuffles the deck of cards. A few seconds later, the hand is searching the deck for his card. But, at the end, his card wasn’t there! The hands crawls on Szayel’s arm and stopped near his ear. With a swipe of the hand--- hand It pulled out Szayel’s card from behind his ear! Orihime claps with amazement and laughed a little at the show the hand gave her.
“Thank you Szayel! This gift is great!” She said with a smile.
“Of course it is.” Szayel said proudly.
Noitora scoffed at him.
Next was Stark. He gives her a gift that was big. But, when she squeezed it a little, she realized it was soft. Without having any doubts that it was a bad gift, she opens it. The gift she got from Stark was a pillow. But, it wasn’t any ordinary pillow, it had this little knob on the side of the pillow and a group picture of the Espada that were currently there at the party- except for Noitora. He wasn’t in the picture at all.
“Hey! Why am I not in the picture!?” He yelled in outrage.
“I edited out your picture--- because Stark said so.” Szayel responded.
“WHAT!?!”
“Noitora man. Admit that all you’ll do is give her nightmares” Stark commented.
“And what makes you think none of you will!?!”
Stark ignored his outburst.
“Flip it over” He said to Orihime.
Orihime does and there was one single picture of Grimmjow on the pillow---- without his jaw thing and neither did he have that crazy or sadistic grin upon his face.
“Um--- why is Grimmjow by himself in this picture?” She asked.
“I was about to ask the same thing.” Ulquiorra said.
“What!?! Even he is on the pillow! This is an outrage!” Noitora complained even further.
“Would you shut-up.” Halibel warned him.
He quiets down, but continued to mumble silently under his breath.
“Ne-Never mind that question. But, where is his jaw thing?”
“Ahhhhh! It’s amazing what “˜Photoshop’ can do.” Szayel commented.
Stark ignored him.
“The knob you see there can change the temperature of the pillow and it can change the fluffiness of the pillow too I originally was going to use the pillow, but Szayel put those pictures on it that I didn’t want it. And, I never even got to use it Anyway, tell me what you think of it after you use it tonight.” Stark said.
“Thanks Stark.”
“No problem” Stark said as he yawned.
Next was Halibel. Her gift wasn’t even wrapped, but it was inside a pink bag that was decorated nicely. She hands the bag to her. Orihime looks inside the bag, but couldn’t see what it was because it was covered by some light blue paper. She reaches a hand into the bag and pulls out the garment--- which she instantly regretted doing so. The garment was a nightgown that was somewhat see-through, very short like her school skirt uniform, it was the color red, there was fluff around the bottom of the garment and around the chest area too and finally, little bells hung on the side of the nightgown. Orihime blushed and looked down in embarrassment. Gin got a nosebleed from it, Ulquiorra closed his eyes- not sure if it was from embarrassment or disgust, Stark looked away, and Noitora reacted like a pervert- but Halibel set him straight by sending a punch to his face again.
“Um Th-Thank you Halibel”
“I knew you would like it. I saw it at some store on Earth and I thought if I liked it, you would too.” Halibel commented.
Orihime nods her head.
“And I thank you for it!”
“Good Then please make sure that you wear it tonight.”
“What!?!?”
“Wear it tonight and then tell me tomorrow how comfortable it was. I didn’t get to get me my own pair because Aizen-sama was being cheap.”
“I refuse to let her wear that.” Ulquiorra protested.
“You say something, 4th Espada?” Halibel said, like as a warning.
Ulquiorra became quiet.
“Then if she is going to wear that, I refuse to come in her room tomorrow “˜morning’ or for the rest of the night.” Ulquiorra said.
“That’s fine. I’ll let her take it off tomorrow. Because you bring her her food- right?”
Ulquiorra simply nods his head.
“Don’t worry about it.” Halibel said, reassuring him.
Orihime puts it back into the bag. Halibel glares at her coldly.
“And you better wear it. I’ll know if you’re lying. So don’t try to weasel your way out of it.”
“Hey! I can watch her tonight if you want Ulquiorra!” Noitora suggested.
Again, Halibel punched him in his face.
“How many times do I have to punch you in the face for you to get it?”
Next, it was Ulquiorra- or it was until Gin cut him and handed his gift to her.
“I’m technically in a hurry and I got this gift at the last minute. I didn’t know about it until earlier today. So please, open it and tell me what you think quickly.”
Ulquiorra didn’t like being cut like that, but he kept quiet and waited. Orihime opens Gin gift without even bothering to look at the shape of the gift. Inside was a small diary that had designs of different types of flowers in it.
“Wow Thank you Gin”
“No problem! I always see Aizen write in something like that all the time, and he seems to enjoy doing it. So, I thought maybe I get you one too!”
Orihime found the idea of Aizen having his own diary scary.
“Well, I have to go! I’ll get the details about the party later!” Gin said as he waved goodbye and left.
Finally, it was Ulquiorra’s turn. He gives her his gift. She takes it and opens it. His gift was a psychology book and a lesson book that came with it.
“The book was originally mine. But, I have no need for it. So, I am giving it to you. Inside of the book, you may find my side notes and such.” Ulquiorra explained.
“Oh Um, thank you Ulquiorra.”
Ulquiorra blinked once.
“What? You don’t like my gift?”
“N-No! I like it! I really do! I-I’ll read it as soon as I have a chance to!” She said nervously.
“Alright, alright! Since we have given our gifts to her, let’s party now!” Noitora said while putting one hand around Halibel waist- and resulting with another punch to his face.
They had fun alright- and Orihime admitted that she had fun. Even though Noitora kept trying to mess with her, he would either get pulled away by Halibel or he receives a punch to his face- depending on the mood she was in. She did enjoy herself overall. And, to her surprise, even Stark was awake the whole time during the party. When it was really late, everyone was beginning to leave. Orihime was by her door, holding it open to wave good bye to her “˜guests’. Halibel and Stark left first. Noitora came after them, but before he left he looked at Orihime with his grin, although he tried to make it look like an innocent smile.
“You know pet-sama. You owe me, because I’m the one that planned the whole party.”
“Re-Really? Well, what is it that you want?” She asked, nervously.
“Hmmm. Nothing extreme I know! How about a peck on the cheek?” He said as he bends down to meet eye level with her.
“Um I guess so It’s harmless”
“Really!?!” He said excitingly.
Orihime nodded her head shyly. She really didn’t want to do it, but she didn’t think it was right either that he didn’t get anything out of the whole thing. So, she only thought it was only being fair. She looked at him shyly and he had that scary smile on his face. She wanted to back down again, but forced herself to ignore his face expression. As she got the courage to finally do it, Halibel came and grabbed the back of his hood and dragged him away.
“HUH!?! HALIBEL! LET ME GO! PET-SAMA WAS ABOUT TO GIVE ME A PECK! HEY! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!..... AHHHHHH! THIS ISN’T FAR!” Noitora yelled as he was dragged further and further away.
Orihime waved goodbye to him. Just as she was about to “˜greet’ Szayel out, Stark came back- with a blanket in his hand. He hands it to her.
“I almost forgot. This blanket was supposed to come with your pillow, but I forgot to wrap it. Enjoy it.” Stark said as he left again, walking at a fast pace.
She yelled, “Thank you!” to him before he disappeared completely. Finally, the last one to leave was Szayel.
“I have to say that I was amused and somewhat bored at the same time. I only stayed to see Noitora get punched in the face every time. It’s fun to watch when Halibel hits him.”
“Um... Yeah”
Szayel looks at her with that small smirk on his face.
“Ah yes! I almost forgot to give you something!”
He reaches into one of his pockets and pulls out a mistletoe. He hands it to her. She looked at it and wondered why he gave it to her now. As if he read her mind, he answered her question.
“I’m giving it to now because I was afraid of what Noitora might do with it--- and who might end getting kissed instead if you weren’t under it And also, I suspect that you will have a late visitor.”
Orihime looks at him surprised.
“A late visitor? What--- Who is it?”
Szayel only smirks at her question and exit her room. He glances at her briefly before he responded.
“I’ll let you ponder that yourself. You are a smart woman at times, right? So, I’m sure that you can figure it out.” He said as he left.
Before he got too far, he turned around and said as a warning, “Ah yes! Don’t forget what Halibel said about the outfit. She really means what she says. So, make sure you put it on.”
He continued to walk. Orihime waved goodbye to him, although his back was turned. She sighs in relief and enters her room, somewhat happy that she was alone. She looked at the mistletoe that was in her hand. She didn’t know where to put it. But, without her realizing it, Handy took the mistletoe from her hands and walked away on its fingers until it hit a wall. To her surprise, the Handy crawled up the wall and hung the mistletoe right above her couch. She was too tired to figure out how was Handy able to do that. So, she simply got ready for bed and she went straight to sleep on her couch using her new pillow and blanket.
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~BONUS~ (Shorty on Grimmjow & Szayel)
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Noitora had just left Szayel’s room, after explaining his “˜big’ idea of a surprise Christmas party for Orihime. Szayel was trying to think of what to give to Orihime as a gift. It had so many ideas, that he got a headache from all of the ideas. He finally gave up and decided to look for some old show that they play on Earth. Just as he was about to enter his “˜relax’ mode, his door was kicked open.
“Yo!”
He didn’t have to turn around in his swivel chair to see who it was. He sighs in annoyance before he spoke.
“What is it that you want, Grimmjow?”
“I need information about something”
Szayel was surprised. He turns his chair around and looked at Grimmjow, seeing if he was telling the truth. But, when he realized his face expression was the same, he realized he was telling the truth. Szayel smirked.
“Well, this is unusual for someone like you to come to me for help-”
“Information! Help is completely different from the word “˜information!’”
“Excuse me “˜Information’. Well, what would you like to know?”
“I want know something about some type of flower called, “daisies”.”
Szayel looks at Grimmjow, confused by his request.
“Daisies?”
“Yes, daisies! Is there a problem that you can’t tell me information about it!?! Or is it too complicated for you?!” Grimmjow said as a threat.
“It’s not complicated Grimmjow, don’t insult my intelligence It’s just that it is very-”
Szayel stopped midsentence when he saw the glare Grimmjow gave him. Szayel coughed before he spoke again.
“It’s just that there are billions of types of daisies Grimmjow What are you looking for, specifically?”
“I don’t know! A rare one or hard to find one!”
Szayel sighs and shakes his head in disappointment.
“Leave all the work to the scientist” Szayel said as he turned his chair to the computer in front of him.
He types in some things into it. Grimmjow waited by the door. A few minutes went by before Szayel spoke again.
“Alright Grimmjow I found the Xylorhiza orcuttii. And it’s-”
“Speak English Szayel!”
Szayel sighed in annoyance. He hated it when he had to talk simply terms- just because his “˜brothers’ and “˜sisters’ didn’t understand him.
“As I was saying, I found the Orcutt's woody aster. It’s a rare, shrubby daisy native to arid canyons and sandy areas with gypsum soils in the Anza-Borrego Desert of San Diego County. In other words, it is located at the United States in the state of California, San Diego in the Anza-Borrego Desert.”
“United States? Where’s that?”
Szayel bangs his hand into his forehead and shook his head with disappointment.
“You are doomed” He said under his breath.
“What you say, 8th Espada?”
Szayel sighs again before he continued.
“Come over here so that I can give you a map!”
Grimmjow did as he said.
“Now, before I show you a map. Do you think finding only this daisy is good enough for you?”
“No Give me another one that is difficult to find”
Szayel types in some things, and he found something difficult even for Grimmjow.
“Well, here are the world’s smallest daisies, called “˜Desert Star’ They’re smaller than a US penny.”
“US?”
“Short for United States”
Grimmjow remained silent.
“Alright, it sounds challenging enough. Where is it located?”
“In the same state as the other one. But in a different area It is located in southern California, Colorado Desert. These daisies can be found in gravelly areas in the desert.”
Szayel pulled up a map to get from their area to California. As soon as Grimmjow saw the directions, he got pissed off.
“Che! I don’t like all of these directions! I don’t want to sit here and memorize this shit!”
“Well, I’ll print it out for you since it’s too complicated for your tiny little brain.”
“You better watch your mouth or you might end up getting punched in it.”
Szayel prints out the directions and gave to Grimmjow.
“Now that you have all that you need, get out of my lab!”
Grimmjow turned to go. But, before he left completely, he turned and shot a cero blast at Szayel’s computer. Szayel wasn’t shocked by his actions, but he was angry. Grimmjow simply grinned at him.
“That’s for insulting me.” He said before he left.
Although Szayel computer was destroyed and he was angry, he smirked that he tricked Grimmjow at the same time. Grimmjow will get to his destination, of course, but it will take him longer to get there with the directions Szayel gave him. To be exact, he’ll be gone for about 1 day and a half. Maybe 2 days and a half if got lost within some of those directions. Szayel shrugs his shoulders.
“Oh well! That was his fault for not reading it!” Szayel thought as he got busy to fix his computer.
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AUTHOR’S COMMENTS/NOTES
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I know all of you are thinking, “Who’s her late visitor!?” Well, you can sit there and guess. Is it Ulquiorra- although he said that he won’t be coming back? Is it Grimmjow- although he said that he didn’t care- and yet he is going out looking for daisies? Or heck, is it Noitora because he still wants his “˜kiss’ for his hard work? Well, I already know who it is and all--- and I am planning to keep it that way! :) However, I will not provide that part of the story of the late visitor because--- well, let’s review She’s wearing that nightgown that Halibel gave her (if you’re curious of where she got it from- it’s “Victoria’s Secret”). She has a mistletoe ABOVE HER COUCH! She has a new pillow and now a blanket to go with it.! Why do you think I didn’t include the rest? I think you can find it obvious of why I didn’t Also, I wanted to not show and offend people that I only 'ship' one type of 'couple' in Bleach- I wanted this to be a fair oneshot. And, if you’re curious of where the hand came from, Szayel got that idea from the old show, “The Addams Family”. But, I’m sure all of you knew that already. I have to say overall that this one was fun to do for the contest! And no, it will not be my only entry. I have one more oneshot I want to do for the contest. Although, I think this one is better than the one I’m planning to make But then again, the next one I’m making will have other characters in it and more- like Ichigo, Aizen, and- opps! I talked too much! :p Well, expect another oneshot from me soon!
No.11: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Snowball-Time-72361834
No.12: dementedpeach
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No.13: debbiechan
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No.14: Spirit
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No.15: Lithiumswirl
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No.16: Jack Van Burace
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No.17: Ann-chan
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No.18: Jaws
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No.19: Jaws
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No.20: Raf
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No.21: lithiumswirl
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No.22: Riekie
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No.23: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Close-to-You-73040994
No.24: laurie b.
title: Boxing Day
characters/pairings: Shunsui x Nanao
genre: romance/mild humor/fluff (adult situation, but no actual sex, sorry!)
rating: T
spoilers: none
summary: The day after Christmas, Shunsui wakes up to a cold bed and a peevish Nanao. What did he do wrong this time?
disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.
This was written with Debbiechan in mind -- she requested for a Shunsui x Nanao story from me :)
Boxing Day
When he woke up, he knew something was wrong. He just couldn't place it. Perhaps it was the heavy silence. Yes, that was it. He couldn't even hear her light breathing. Instead, quiet fury seemed to rage within the room.
He stretched and then stopped halfway, discovering the crick in his neck the same time he realized his eyes were out of focus. Puzzled by the crazy angle of the walls and the furniture, he finally figured it out: he fell asleep with his head hanging off the bed.
He wasn't wearing any clothes. That was a normal state of affairs when he was in bed with someone, except today he was cold because the bed was strangely empty.
Someone also viciously threw the covers off him, too.
It was then Shunsui remembered what he did wrong this time around.
A moody spiritual force hovered from the farthest corner of the bedroom. His bedroom.
"I told you not to get drunk at the party," she said reproachfully. She was combing her silky black hair, her face turned away from him.
"Yeah, I know I did. I'm sorry, baby." God, he couldn't control the slight slurring of his words. She was going to kill him.
"Don't 'baby' me." Her voice was both distant and cool. "You said you would not fall asleep on me again, you jerk."
"I apologize. It was most ungentlemanly of me."
She frowned. "Consider yourself lucky I didn't kidou off your penis."
He stiffened. Oh man. She was one angry woman. She had never threatened to do that before, considering how she actually liked that particular part of his anatomy.
Fortunately, he found her anger very arousing.
"Come back to bed," Shunsui coaxed, rolling over and staring in her direction. "It won't happen again I promise."
"I can't," she stifled a yawn. "I need to go to my own quarters and get ready for this afternoon. There's that annual tea ceremony Yama-jii throws in honor of Sasakibe-sama, I have to go to that. All the vice-captains are expected to show up. Or perhaps you've forgotten again?"
"That stodgy old gathering at the first division? Why does the old man do that anyway?"
"Because fifty years ago Sasakibe-sama told him that December 26th was Boxing Day in some parts of the living world. It's the day when people are supposed to show appreciation to their social inferiors -- their employees and their tradesmen -- by giving them money and gifts. So Yama-jii holds a tea ceremony for the vice-captains. He likes his tea. What do you expect him to do, hand out lollipops?"
"What part of the living world is that?" Shunsui raised an eyebrow. "It sounds suspiciously foreign to me."
"What do you care?" she asked, peeved. "You don't appreciate me at all. You can't even stay awake long enough to finish the job you started."
Ouch. That hurt.
"Never say that, my darling Nanao-chan," he pleaded. "Lazy I may be, I am not workshy. Let me show you how much I appreciate you."
Her back was still turned to him. "That's what you said last year, and the year before."
"It's not my fault. Rangiku-san teased me into a drinking match. The prize was my coat. You know I can't refuse a challenge..."
Her voice was calm yet exacting. "Why don't you go out with Rangiku then?"
"My sweet Nanao-chan, my precious Nanao-chan," he cooed. "Rangiku-san is a good friend. Why would I want any other Shinigami when I finally got you? I'm a selfish man. I don't like other men staring at my love. Everybody likes Rangiku-san because she's generous with her charm and wit. Yet I prefer you for your reticence, because you share yourself only with me."
The proud angle of her spine seemed to soften towards him. He took it as a good sign.
"Come back to bed, please, my beautiful Nanao-chan," Shunsui wheedled, his voice soothing, aiming at just right the amount of affection and mingled apology. "I promise not to fall asleep again while we're making love."
That poet was right, Shunsui thought: alcohol increased the desire but does take away the performance. Good thing he was fully awake now and attuned to his lover's little nuances. If he was still intoxicated, he would not have caught the fleeting moment of hesitation and the most slight of a sideway glance over her shoulder.
His fukataichou would always be irresistibly reluctant and coy at the same time.
As usual, her silence implied consent. Nanao was too proud to say yes whenever she finally capitulated. She said yes to him in the subtlest of ways: by taking off her eyeglasses, for instance, or putting down her comb on the bureau dresser -- both actions of which she did now.
It was a tragic failing -- the inability to say yes out loud -- yet it was one of Nanao's many faults he found so interesting. It kept Shunsui on his toes. Every moment he misread her would cost him days of damage control. Once he spent months trying to coax her back to his bed, after offending her for something he still wasn't sure he did.
Nanao was not an open book although Shunsui was happy to sometimes read her pages right.
He flashed stepped to her side -- quite a feat, considering that he was just prone a moment ago -- and in an instant, she was kneeling before him on the bed.
An involuntary sigh escaped her throat. For Shunsui it was like a deafening roar of approval.
"You are overdressed for bed, my sweet," he said.
He unwrapped her carefully like a fragile, valuable gift. He loved it when she draped his pink overcoat over her nude body. It was the main reason why he wore it all the time: it carried her scent in its folds. No one else knew that what she smelled like, because he was the only one who got close enough to touch.
"Merry Christmas," he said, kissing her on top of each closed eyelid.
"It is the day after," she said, but her cool voice was shed of its normal disapproval.
"You aren't my inferior," he said gently. "But I will ask you what you wish."
It was the season for love and forgiveness, after all. Nanao didn't want her lover to think she couldn't imbibe the holiday spirit.
"I want everything you promise me on Christmas Day," she finally whispered back. "And I want to fulfill my own promises, too."
He was touched by her words. Rarely was his lovely Nanao so generous. She was always in control of herself -- yet now her lips slightly trembled.
Shunsui's grin was often lazy. It spread slowly over the muscles of his face, starting with the upturn of his lips, the crinkle in his chin, until it finally reached the twinkle of his eyes. At this moment, however, his smile was immediate and he knew exactly what he wanted to do. He was going to take his time, and he wasn't going to fall asleep in the middle of it.
"We have all day," he said, as he dragged her down on top of the sheets. "You have your captain's permission to skip that tea ceremony. I'll take the blame. I'll tell the old man you were nursing me through a bad hangover."
"Such a horrible excuse," was all she said, as she opened up her arms to Shunsui and accepted him -- and all his stumbling apologies -- once more.
No.25: Suzumega
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No.26: Riekie
The gift
Still stunned he looked at the present that was given to him a few hours earlier by Santa Claus himself. Sitting in his room in a lounging way he slowly moved his hands towards the giftbox.
It stirred.
He jumped back in shock of what was going on inside it.
Being the man that he was he didn’t want to be ‘scared’ of a gift, especially not when it was given by Santa, his Arrancarhood hero.
Grimmjow took a deep breath and slowly let it out through his nose, as a nervous wreck he knew this was the best way to ‘stay calm’. He looked back at the box, and still the ‘thing’ inside it was moving around.
He thought of Cero’ing it, but then what would Santa say when he would come and visit next year? ‘’Grimmjow! What happened to the (incoherent speech) I gave you?
Yes, I Cero’d the gift downthat’s what you would say then.
No, he didn’t want to, but he had to. Then a sudden thought came to his mind; what would the woman do? Would she be scared of the thing that Grimmjow got aswell? Ha, it would sure be a laugh if she was!
As sudden as Grimmjow’s moods were so were his actions. He grabbed the box and immediately lifted the top off of it, to look inside it again.
Earlier when he unwrapped his present (when Santa left) he was shocked to say the least and immediately closed it.
Now he directly looked at what was given to him, not a smart idea one greatly skilled warrior would say. Then again, Grimmjow wasn’t all that smart when it came to certain ‘actions’.
Still holding the box with his present inside he jumped off the bed and headed for a certain woman’s room. After a few minutes walking and holding it steadily he reached his destination and ofcourse, knocked down her door.
She was shocked, in a tired way
‘’Grimmjoooooww’’ she says yawning, ‘’ why are you kicking down my door? You know that it might draft now and I’ll get sick…then you have to explain yourself AGAIN to Aizen-sama.’’
‘’Ãeah yeah alright..I’ll send Lap Dog to fix your door later, but first…I got something to show ya.’’ He says in a grinning matter
he walks towards Orihime and she looks inside the box
‘’……..’’
‘’aa-aaahh…’’
she faints
‘’hahahahahahahahahahahahaaaa!!! ’’ Stupid woman! I knew this would happen when I’d show it to you!’’
he grabs one of her arms and drags her down to the couch, where he takes a seat leaving her to lie on the ground
Grimmjow places both his hands in the box and takes his present out of it. He looks at the tiny thing when it suddenly starts mewing. Grimmjow is SHOCKED beyond everything!
‘’Wha-What did you say? You called me; daddy? That is soo sweet!’’ He immediately starts hugging and stroking it in a Grimmjow loving manner. (his fears immediately gone out the Las Noches building).
‘’Hello you..who’s a good li’l Grimmcat kitten now?! Yes you are..yes you aaaare!’’
he hugs the tiny white furball with ice-coloured eyes and keeps on talking to it in a very scary way.
‘’I never would’ve thought to meet relatives again, let alone become a father! Isn’t that right Grimmcat? He says when stroking the cat’s tiny head and back.
Finally Orihime starts coming to again and sees Grimmjow play with the tiny kitten. ‘’ Eeh, Grimmjow….is that kitten ehh..yours?’’ she says in concern for the kitten’s life.
‘’Hell it’s mine! I got it, from Santa! And whoever dares to lay a finger on family….(shaking his head in a very eerie manner)
will die by my hands. No one can play with Grimmcat, except me..because we are family and all.’’
‘’But ehh, Grimmjow..you know that kittens need food too, right? He need—‘’
instantly cut off by him he says; ‘’Don’t worry, woman…I will take care of him, no matter what I’ll have to do, I’ll provide anything for him. Afterall, we are family!’’
The End
No.27: Nyarlathotep
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No.28: Mystic Serenade
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No.29: Ametatsu
http://lonewolflovergirl.deviantart.com/art/Snowfall-From-Desert-Skies-74479777
No.30: HaNa
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No.31: HaNa
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No.32: Dizzy
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No.33: Sparticus
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No.34: Inonibird
http://inonibird.deviantart.com/art/A-Very-Merry-Bleachmas-72917531
No.35: Nakebenihime
http://buru-neko.deviantart.com/art/Under-the-Mistletoe-Tonight-72853358
No.36: Nyarlathotep
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