Okay I blame this one on the fact I've got a fever and a bronchial infection coming on, Nyquil and wondering if there are other partial Yokai (demon) shinigami. I know of one authoress the wonderful Gwen Waverider in her story said something about Gin and I don't know if others have as well but here's my go at it.
Af
We don't own bleach or Inu Yasha (it's not really mentioned but we've borrowed from it as well) they are owned by their creators we just play with the characters and then put them back in their little universes with gratitude. Nikki is ours though if you want to borrow her just ask.
FYI Af is mixing terminology from the English and Japanese versions of bleach please if she misspells something let us know so we can fix it all flames will be used to heat the teapot as well as the humidifier we've got going for her chest. Also we found a Japanese/English site and have been trying to be more accurate for names grin
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Komamura walked from the 7th squad training grounds to his office deep in thought wondering yet again why his friend Tousen had made his decision and why he hadn't seen the problems he was having. So lost in thought he almost ran into his 12th seat as she was stepping out of his office.
"What were you doing in my office Nikki?" he asked.
"Making sure you had hot tea Komamura Taiocho," she said smiling. "You are still recovering from your fight with Kenpachi Taiocho and this blend is good at helping rebuild body and spirit." She bowed and turned to go.
"Thank you Nikki." He looked at the teapot and cup blinking with surprise to see a tall cup with a straw sticking out of it and the scent of the tea was a pleasant mix of cinnamon, cardamom, clove and other scents he couldn't name but were familiar to him. "Nikki what?" he turned to the door but she had already left.
"Hmm strange child." He said to himself pouring a cup of the tea and trying the straw, she had left found it easier than trying to use a cup with his muzzle. Shaking his head again, he let the warmth of the tea soothe him as he sat down to wait for Iba to finish with the latest batch of recruits. Picking up one of the latest of the never-ending batches of reports, he started wading his way thru the paperwork pouring himself more tea from the pot.
Nikki walked to the training dojo with the first aid supplies she had just gotten from 4th squad shaking her head and smiling. The latest batch of recruits were better than most but she knew they would have to train hard to prepare for the war to come. Just as she rounded the corner and was about to enter she heard a shriek of pain coming from the room. She ran into the room smelling the blood in the air.
"HOLD" she yelled (1)then running to the fallen shinigami, she grabbed the supplies she needed and began treating the wound. "Sir" she said to Iba "I don't think it's to serious I'm sorry for disrupting practice." She treated the injury and helped the young man to his feet. "I'll take him to the 4th and come back." She bowed to him grabbed the unused supplies placed them in the cabinet then left with the injured man.
"Alright" he said, to the youngster that was the injured man's opponent. "What happened?"
"I didn't pay as much attention to my opponent as I should have sir and now he's injured," he said nervously.
"And?" Iba said.
"Now he's injured and I'm in trouble?" he said shaking.
"Yes report to the 4th you're on cleaning duty for a week," Iba said with a sigh. "and you're also going to be doing double sword drills in your spare time so this doesn't happen again. DisMissed" he said to the rest of the recruits. He walked to the office wondering how Nikki had gotten to the recruit so fast. He was sure she hadn't used shunpo, and how had she known he was bleeding to call hold before he had the only other person he'd seen with that kind of ability was the Taiocho.
I'm leaving it there for now… If it's good enough I'll try to continue it now the bed beckons as it's 3 in the morning… please review even if you hate it.
(1) This term is something the Marshals in the Society for Creative Anachronism(a) yell during sword fights if it's called you FREEZE I've seen heavy fighters freeze with one foot in the air preparing a deathblow swing because a little has wandered into the Eric
(fight zone)
(a) SCA is a medieval recreation group that literally is worldwide visit www. SCA . Org (take out the spaces)for details if you're interested most of our knowledge of sword work comes from it and other friends that actually use said items.
Music inspiration- (what was playing as I was writing these are a few of the songs)
Leave out all the rest and Nobody's Listening Linkin park
Sadame from X-TV
I stand Alone by GodSmack
