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The Seed Shrouded by Night

Summary: Their hearts were guarded, as if a glass wall were between them. They could never touch, no matter what. But when a crack is formed, everything soon shatters. HitsugayaXOC
Aria Miyamoto can be considered your average Soul Reaper, save for her rampant reiatsu and mysterious past. The world has given her nothing, and she has nothing to give back in return. Struggling to live life with a broken heart, she's alone with no one to help her, and she's close to losing herself. But when she meets unlikely helper Tōshirō Hitsugaya, both of them must accept that in life you must find the strength to move on from past mistakes, and that the things you want most can be right in front of your eyes.
Current Story Status: THIS WILL NO LONGER BE UPDATED.
NOTE TO READERS:
I wanted to put this on the record, in case anyone reads this. I am sorry to say that this story will likely never be updated. This is a notice I may put up in the actual files to let more people know, given the surprising number of people who have subscribed to it.

I started The Seed Shrouded by Night when I was fairly young, young enough for me to think I could actually write a good story. I will admit that I rushed into submitting this story; I was caught up with creating a story of my own, around a character I created that I grew to like. But here is the problem: again, I started this story when I was young, at an age where certain ideas and concepts just don't resonate with me now as much they used to. The Seed Shrouded by Night, looking back on it, was heavily romanticized in my head. It was a story based off wishful thinking, rather than a good story.

Looking back on it now, I admit I cringe. I don't like what I've written. I started the story before I had really thought it through, thinking I could write my way through it as it came. I have problems with characters I've created. I don't like the plot I originally envisioned. I even have beef with the image of Aria, my OC, that I've created. And at this point in the story, I had written myself into a corner. I don't have a good way to continue from where I am at.

If I had to keep going, I would have to start The Seed Shrouded by Night all over again. I'd have to build the story and characters up from scratch again. I am reluctant to do this, mainly because of the time I know I would need to invest, for fear that I wouldn't be able to finish that story either. It is a possibility, one I'm still willing to entertain. But I have no idea when I'd get around to doing it, so I don't want anyone to hold their breath waiting.

I'm sorry that after so long with no word from me, this is the final notice I have for all the people who have so kindly subscribed and favorited the story through the time I updated it. You guys honestly made my day; reading all the positive comments I would get was always nervous but fun experience for me. The number of reviews the story has speaks for itself; it's an understatement for me to say how delighted I was (and still am) that so many people were taking the time to read it, and that there were actually people who liked the story. It really makes me guilty that you will never be able to see the end of the story after all.

I'll continue to leave the story up for archive reasons as well as nostalgia. For all you people who took the time to read and leave comments, thank you so much for indulging younger me. It was a great ride, and more than I could imagine as a first step into writing, even as a simply hobby. I don't know if I'll still even use this account to post my own work, but this site has too many good memories for me to simply get rid of this account. Maybe, just maybe I might write other things and put them up here. But for now, thank you so much again readers. And again, I'm sorry I couldn't give you more, or at least the story you expected and deserved.

Flame in My Heart

Summary: It's February 14th, and Aria's having a tough time deciding what to do. After all, Valentine's Day is a lot more than just chocolates and fancy gifts... HitsuXOC. ONESHOT.
What is considered the "perfect" gift? The third seat of Squad 10 thinks about this as Valentine's Day looms ahead like an approaching storm. But as the day goes on, she soon learns that the best gifts come from one place: the heart.
Current Story Status: Complete