Fanfics.... fanfics.... BLEACH!

Helloo.

Such a long time since i've written. Today, with my own choice, (OR more like Ellipsis and DC forcing me) I shall type up a part of my fanfiction.

Now, for the.............l....(you fill the blank) that dont know what a fanfic is (WHAT KIND OF PERSON DOESN'T..... Oh. Normal people.) I shall define it.
A fanfiction is someone writing a story about something they are a fan of, eg. manga, Twilight, Doctor Who, etc.
You get the point.

My fanfiction is....... *drum roll*

Manga! YaY, woohoo..... Well, here goes. OH wait, its based on Bleach, btw.:

"You stupid girl. How many times do I have to tell you to wake up?" were the first words that greeted me in the morning. Great. I sighed, then got up out of bed. "Ohayou to you too, Kasai," I responded, and I heard my zanpakutou growl. I laughed quietly, and got dressed. It had been a while since I got to wear normal clothes; it had always been the Academy's uniform. When I opened the door, I heard everyone else stop talking and laughing loudly. "It's her again. Why do they even let the emo come here? She's so dangerous!" I heard a girl whisper, and I ignored her. It was like a daily routine. Wherever I went, people whispered and glared. If that didn't happen, I'd feel strange, like something was out of place. Of course, that had never happened before, and it was unlikely it would. I walked past, and went to the place that no one ever dared go to. The Ice Forest.

Right. That sucked. I know!! :'(
Oh well, I will do something else. Such as:
SOMETHING THAT ISN'T A FANFIC!!!

which i will post later.

Otaku!



PS. Ellipsis, I'm waiting for your fanfic.

adding more..
It was only natural that I be attracted such a place; it was named after the only person who went here before me, Hitsugaya Toushiro. He was known to be a 'loner' as well, just like I was. The only difference was that everyone liked, admired, or adored him; I was disliked, despised, or hated. But like I said, I was used to this pain. It did not hurt me as much as it used to.
I sighed. Matsumoto really needed to learn to shut up. She had been blabbing on and on about how cute the Academy's students would be, and how we were so lucky to get to have first pick in new recruits. Gotei 13 had been in great need for new members; many had perished with the war between Soul Society and Hueco Mundes. They needed 2 members, for their 3rd seat and secretary had perished. I said, "Shut up. We're here." Matsumoto, now aware how important this was, closed her mouth. As we entered the Academy, we were surrounded by whispers and clapping. This would be boring. I walked straight past them, and told Matsumoto, "I'm going to look at something. Go play," and she gladly ran off towards the students. I headed off to where I had gone most when I attended this place.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I had been sitting in a tree for a while, and had been about to leave, when I felt the coldest reiatsu I had felt in my life. A memory flashed across my head; this was NOT the coldest, but it was close. I had no idea where that memory had come from. "You better lower your reiatsu, Yume. It stands out too much," Mizu, the second part of my zanpakutou warned, and I did as she said. Soon, a small boy, around my age entered the forest, and I saw he had white hair. Complete opposite of my hair. I watched curiously. No one had dared come in here, they all knew who I was. So what was HE doing here? I was snapped right out my reverie by a booming voice."Hiding, are we?" a voice asked, and I knew it was someone's zanpakutou. "Who are you?" I asked back, and the voice did not answer. Instead, I felt an extremely cold wind pushing against me, and I soon fell off the tree. "Damn you, Kaze, Yuki," I cursed, and I heard the two laugh quietly in my head. I sighed. I had forgotten I couldn't do gymnastics. I'd have to use my zanpakutou. "Deliever me to safety, Kazekoushakufujin," I called, and I felt a sudden rush of wind underneath me, and it lowered me to the ground. I had forgotten the white haired boy, and so when I landed, it was no surprise that I jumped when I felt the reiatsu again. I stared at him, and realised who he was. Of course! He was the one girls swooned over, Hitsugaya Toushiro! I hadn't noticed, even though I had been comparing the difference between us a minute ago. This was bad. He saw me use my zanpakutou! He saw the wind suddenly help me! He'd call me a freak! I was freaking out about this, when a much-too-familiar voice asked uncertainly, "Yuu-chan?" I swore silently in my head, then started to run for my dear life. "YUU-CHAN! STOP! WAIT UP!" Rangiku called, and I started to run faster. If she caught me, she'd catch me in a hug, then, I would die. Even I valued my life enough for that. "Gotcha!" Rangiku said, as she popped up in front of me. I rolled my eyes, then did something I hadn't done since..... well, since something. I used shunpo.
I was right in front of the main building, and everyone whispered or glared again. This time, one person was brave enough to say something. Unpleasant as it was, someone talked to me. "You should die! You're so dangerous, always hurting people. I'll kill you!" a boy, at least 2 feet taller than me yelled, and charged towards me, his sword in his hand. As he swung down, I moved, so neither would get hurt. He growled, and came at me again. I dodged every attack he gave me, but it was difficult after a while. When he swung down extremely hard, I knew I'd have to use my sword. I blocked the attack with my sword, and again, he attacked. Then again. Every time, he'd fling insults at me. "You witch! Monster! Devil!" I'd pretend I didn't hear, I was deaf. That was a game I played often. When I was distracted by strawberry-blonde hair, he swung, and this time, I HAD to use Tsuchi. "Block, Tsuchikyohaku," I whispered, and it blocked his attack. I knew this would only bring on more insults, when someone finally, FINALLY interrupted. "Stop," the voice commanded, and for some reason, we both stopped. It was as if the voice had authority in it naturally. I was about to sigh, when I got squished in...uh.....you know. "YUU-CHAN! ARE YOU OK? DID THAT MEAN BOY HURT YOU?" Rangiku asked, and I would've answered, but I had no air. I was suffocating, until I finally managed to get my message across. She let go, and I fell to the ground, gasping for air. I heard people smirk, but they had not been hugged by Rangiku before. I blushed, then, with horror, realised one of my hairpins had fallen out. "Kuso," I swore, and looked around for it. I saw it next to the boy's foot, and was about to grab it, when he stepped on it, and crushed it. My mind panicked; this wasn't supposed to happen! What if she hurt someone? "Calm down, Yume. We'll make sure nothing happens," Mizu reassured, and I felt calm again. As long as they weren't hurt. "Why do you try to protect those that hurt you?" Kasai asked, confused. I answered."Because, they have people that care about them. Unlike me."