Peruru is one of the supposed antagonists (before they discover he's good) in the SuperS movie. He befriends Chibi-Usa and helps the Senshi destroy the black dream hole. In the end, he reveal himself to be a dream fairy. Just go look up the SuperS movie on Youtube...someone has it uploaded in English.

Title: Tell Me You Believe in Fairies

Author: Moi Fah

Genre: (implied)Romance/Friendship

Crossover: Sailor Moon and Bleach

Version: Movies and Manga (respectively)

Characters/ Pairings: Peruru/ Ururu, implied Urahara/Yoruichi, mentions of Unohana, Yachiru, Zaraki, others...

Word Count: 1322

Feedback: If you feel so moved...

Rating: K+

"Things just keep getting weirder..." Urahara remarked mostly to himself rather than to the multitude of people who seemed to be forever squatting at his shop. He'd also long since given up of keeping track of all of them too. "And what do you mean by that?" the Goddess of Flash questioned, her purple hair draping about her like a curtain as she lay half-naked (as usual) on some random part of the floor. Her voice attracting his attention, Urahara sighed and shifted from his position from the door frame where he'd been haphazardly observing the outside.

"Well, for starters, Kurotsuchi-taichou contacted me out of the blue about some strange phenomenon."

"Can't be that weird then if he's already figured it out." Yoruichi assumed, stretching herself on the floor.

"He hasn't. Kurotsuchi-taichou said it all seemed to start with Kusajishi-fukataichou and it seems to be spreading among the younger shinigami. You can imagine how busy the seated officers of the 11th Division must be, especially Zaraki."

"Kusajishi? Isn't that that pink-haired kid? People have always said somethings' not right about her." Urahara chuckled, unfolding his fan and covering the lower portion of his face, "Rebellious nature remind you of anyone?"

"Quiet it, Kisuke," she remarked with a knowing and playful smirk, "Well, don't leave me in the dark. You started talkin'...might as well finish."

"Yachiru...well, she's been talking to herself." he admitted in an ashamed way, possibly from the way it sounded when said aloud. Yoruichi sat up, shrugging her shoulders and taking a swig from her nearby sake bottle. "Everyone talks to themselves once in awhile." she proposed in a non-scientific way. What was with these scientist-types? They always seemed to be over-analyzing things...then again, Kisuke was no fool so perhaps there something behind this. The Goddess of Flash would listen onward.

"Okay, how about this," he tried again, "Unohana-taichou mentioned something about an..."imaginary friend" syndrome." Okay, so maybe the dude was full of it. Shaking her head, Yoruichi blew out a long sigh, "So...I'm not seeing what the problem is. The fukataichou is a bit childish at heart, and seems to have made up an imaginary friend. It's not anything to worry about. She probably did because of all that non-stop training Zaraki's making his new recruits go through...and Baldy and Featherbrows sure aren't gonna to play with her." Yoruichi stated, using the pink menace's nicknames for the 3rd and 5th seats, respectively.

"Just can't be convinced somethings' wrong, can you?" Urahara sighed again, closing his fan up and replacing it.

"Guess not. I think you're over-analyzing things."

"Oh yeah?" he seemed to challenge, pulling his bucket hat's brim down towards his face, "Come with me." Yoruichi rolled her eyes and placed the cork back into her sake bottle. This was gonna be good...or at least, she hoped it would be worth the walk to the back of the shop. Without warning though, Urahara shouted and surprised her, "Jinta, cover your eyes! Half-naked cat/woman comin' through!" he chuckled to himself as the boy replied with an affirmative 'yes sir'. Hm...suddenly he felt as if flames were crawling down his spine. Ah well.

"What is it?" the Goddess asked, crossing her arms over her barely clothed chest, irritated that he'd embarrassed her once again. "Step right up and witness something you've never seen before." he quipped, slowly and silently pushing back a shouji door. Yoruichi came closer, so close that she was practically leaning on him, but the crack in the door was barely an inch...and the sight inside was indeed something to see.

"What is she-?" but Yoruichi was quickly silenced by a finger he held against his mouth. Urahara nodded his head, motioning for the woman to watch the young girl closer.

"Well...it's not that Jinta-kun is a bad person, he's just difficult to get along with sometimes...No, no, we're friends and everything, and Urahara-san and Yoruichi-san are very nice to. Tessai-san is nice too, but he's bit intimidating sometimes."

"Kisuke...is she...talking to herself?" Yoruichi whispered in disbelief. Ururu was definitely the last person she suspected this to be happening to. She'd known and loved the little girl like she was her own, but never had she expected something like this. Urahara shrugged at the question, "I've been noticing her sneaking away from chores, which is along the lines of what Jinta would do, but...I don't know. Whoever she's talking to, they seem to be friendly for the time being."

"Ururu can take care of herself. It's still a little odd though..." remarked the Goddess of Flash, sliding the door shut as they left.

"Oh, that's right. I just remembered..." Ururu trailed off, standing up on shaky legs at first, to go and fetch something from the corner of the room, "I brought something for you."

The seemingly invisible boy laughed with bright eyes and an even brighter smile, "You didn't need to bring anything, Ururu-chan. Talking to you is more than enough of a gift for me, and you're dreams are as sweet as candy, too." he smiled, laying his ivory flute in his lap as she came back over to him. Sitting down with her legs tucked under her, the meek girl spoke once again, "But...Jinta-kun says that you aren't real and I'm just talking to air. Can you show him that he's wrong?" the girl asked sweetly, looking up at him through the dark locks that clouded her face. Peruru's smile faded at her announcement, but he quickly put on another smile for her and nodded his head.

"Alright, what would you like me to do?" he questioned, crossing his legs in a criss-cross fashion as he flexed his shimmering, rainbow-tinted wings. They were just like looking through a stained-glass window. Ururu nodded, leaning over to the box, "I asked Orihime-san to help me make them, so I hope you like them. I remember you said you liked sweets..." she trailed off, her naturally red cheeks darkening even further.

"Of course I will thank you!" he blurted out but then his nature grew reserved, "Oh, but what did you want me to do? I can do it without presents, Ururu-chan, even though they are very beautiful."

Ururu was silent for a moment before she looked away, "...p-play your flute for me?"

Now it was Peruru's turn to be silent, but it was soon replaced by a fit of giggles. Ururu squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment...she just knew he wouldn't play it for her because she wasn't asleep yet. But being able to hear that beautiful music when she was awake, was just too good a wish to be left unfulfilled. Suddenly, the entire shop seemed to come alive with music as Peruru's soft lips lightly touched the mouthpiece of the flute. Looking on in amazement, Ururu watched as the cookies began to float into the air, swirling around her in a sort of whirlwind. Soon, they took shape.

The triangular ones seemed to form wings, the smaller circles became heads and feet, and the rectangular ones became bodies. They were fairies...just like him. As beautiful as it was, Ururu couldn't help but feel a bit strange. Looking over her shoulder, she saw a multitude of eyes peering from behind the shouji door, and they were staring straight at her. And who did these multitude of eyes belong to but the members (and squatters as Urahara liked to remark) of the Urahara Shop.

From their side, things were perhaps even stranger. There sat Ururu in the middle of the floor with an innocent look on her face, as millions of tiny fairies flounced about the ceiling in the room. A mysterious but beautiful flute melody overtook them all.

I told you it was going to be weird...I always kinda wondered what happened to Peruru after the SuperS movie. I guess he went on to find others dreams to protect. Blame me for writing in my notebooks. Leave me pretty reviews if you want.