Welcome. I'm the Truth and I will tell you a story. A True story, so to speak. Being the truth is a hard job. I exist everywhere but am accepted nowhere. People call me funny, ridiculous or insane. Yet I am happy to exist. For if I did not, the following story would not have existed.

A true story of true love and true friendship. How can love be true, I wonder. Is there a meter to measure love? If so what is the border between true and untrue love? Is it merely a feeling that might fade over time, or is it something deeper that will last? I do not know the true answer to this. Feelings are difficult for me. When are they true and when not?

All I know is that I wonder where this is going. You do not want to know about the truth behind feelings, do you? No, you are merely here to find out about a black cat and a shattering bee, wondering how harmony can exist between them.

The cat is a changing animal. It goes where it wants, when it want, with who it wants. There is simply no way to stop the cat form straying. It cares only for itself and the person currently responsible for its food.

The bee is a constant animal. It does the job it's supposed to do. It will not run form its responsibilities. There is simply no way to keep the bee from its Queen. It cares only for those it serves, ignoring the feelings the little creature itself has.

So what to do for a bee serving a cat? The cat will stray too far and the bee will be left broken and helpless. But those who angered a bee know its stinger is not to be messed with. Death will not stop the bee from stinging. Beware little cat, a bee freed from its job will go after those who erased its reason for existence. Beware little cat, for that is you.

The Truth always catches up with you, and I have arrived now. Prepare for the end to come, even though it hasn't even started yet.

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A/N: Kay, so this is the introduction to my first official fanfic. I might take awhile before I put up the real chapter one, even though I've already got it finished… Basically this is only here so I've got a phsycological push to write. ButButBut, couple of things I will tell now so I won't need to bother you with it at a later time:

English is not my mother tongue so I apologise for any mistakes in the language. Please let me know when I make a mistake, grammar or spelling. I've been taught English-English but reading too many fanfics caused American-English to slip in. You'll most likely see a combination of both.

Like said, this is my first Fanfic. Let me know if something doesn't make sense or if I make the characters extremely OOC (They will be OOC, but that's just because I'm a bad writer xD).

Uhhm… as a beginning writer I need al the help I can get. So you are very welcome to say this story is lousy, just tell me why so I can work on it.

Oh yeah, In case ya didn't know… I don't own bleach. And I don't think I will in the course of writing this fic so I won't say it again. If you ever wonder if I do or do not own bleach, just think about it… Why. the. hell… Would you write fanfiction if you'd own the damn thing? So if this story stops somewhere halfway through, then you can safely presume I own Bleach. ^^

Ja mata ne!