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Urahara, Shinji, in the interval between 100 years ago and today and the prompt is meeting an inner Hollow for the first time

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"Let me see."

Shinji tried not to yank away from Kisuke's hand as he pried Shinji's eye open to examine the eyeball. The blackness has spread halfway across. The edge of his pupil was white where it met the dark region.

"It's progressed considerably over the past few days," Urahara said lightly, snapping open a fan to conceal his face.

"You don't need to tell me that," Shinji said. "I can feel it inside me. Whatever you did to me has it suppressed for now, but it's breaking free bit by bit. And once it does..."

Neither of them thought that anything needed to be said in response to that. They both remembered what had happened when Tessai had first released the stasis on Shinji's hollowfied body, and how much damage he had caused before they managed to get him under control again.

"Do it now," Hirako said, looking up at Urahara.

"I don't think we should do that," Urahara said, fanning himself. "After all, it's something I just came up with, we still need to do more testing--"

"Get that stupid thing out of my face!" Shinji snapped. He reached out and snatched the fan away from Urahara, and threw it across the room. "Where the hell did you even buy something like that? And why?"

Urahara was slightly put out. He liked that fan. "They sell them at the market," he said. "I think it makes me look dignified."

"It makes you look like an idiot."

Urahara shrugged and pulled a second fan from his pocket and snapped it open. Shinji moaned in exasperation closing his eyes and tilting his head back.

"Listen, Shinji," Urahara said, "you really don't have to be the one to do this, if you don't want to."

"I don't care," Shinji said.

"Why don't we wake some of the others up, see what they have to say? I'm sure one of them will--"

"I. Don't. Care," Shinji repeated. "You said it yourself: If it doesn't work, I'm probably a hollow for good. I ain't letting anybody else take that risk. This is my mess, and I'm gonna fix it myself."

"It's not your--"

"It is my goddamn fault, and you know it. If I'd kept a better eye on Aizen, none of us would be here now. So, do your thing and get me going. Now."

Urahara hesitated for a moment, and then extended one hand to cover Shinji's face. Shinji tensed for a moment, and then fell to the ground, limp.

Urahara bent down over him, checking for a pulse to make sure that he hadn't just killed him. When he found one he smiled. "Just remember, Shinji. Don't lose, or it's all over."

He stood back up, and turned to face Tessai, who was standing on the other side of the room. "Set up as strong a barrier as you can round us," he said. "Don't let us out until it's finished."

Tessai set about constructing the barrier behind him, and Kisuke Urahara drew his zanpakuto as Hirako's mask began forming.

Don't lose, he thought, or I'm going to have to kill you.

BROTHER DEAREST :: Aria

Because the world needs more Witch Hunter fics. GOOOOOOOOOOOO!

(and good luck)

Nami x Vivi plzkthnx.

Is plzkthx your prompt, do you have another one? Because I mean i guess I can work with that if you want, but...

Hm. Nami x Vivi on ship directly after Drum Island?

sd;lflks SO MANY CHOICEEEES.

Fairy Tail/One Piece crossover with prompts of doujinshi please?

Tashigi could barely see the other woman's sword strokes, much less defend against them. The sword was a huge nodachi, but the woman wielded it one-handed, and her attacks were so quick that all Tashigi could do was stumble backwards, deflecting the blows that she could.

She fell backwards, small cuts decorating her arms and chest, and Ikaruga was upon her instantly. Tashigi cried out in pain as the blade pierced her left shoulder, cutting deeply. She pulled it out to deliver a fatal blow, and Tashigi lunged forward, taking the opportunity to strike back.

Ikaruga was out of range before Tashigi ever saw her move. She stood several meters away, watching dispassionately. She had returned her sword to its scabbard in the same motion that she had used to avoid Tashigi's desperate blow. She seemed to be waiting to see what Tashigi would do next.

Tashigi pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, only to have her injured arm collapse under her, dropping her to the ground with an undignified whimper. The wound was bleeding freely, soaking the white fabric of her shirt with crimson. Biting her lip to stop herself from crying out in pain, Tashigi began pushing again, trying to regain her feet.

Amused, Ikaruga began to slowly circle Tashigi. The klok of her sandals meeting the stone floor kept time for her as she began to quietly sing:

“My true lament, my one regret, is that the foe whom I could not defeat, was the last one that I met...you have spirit, but you have already lost,” she finished in her regular voice. “I must confess disappointment: this was almost too easy.”

Tashigi prodded the wound gingerly, and winced. It was bad, alright. Keeping her eyes locked on Ikaruga, she set about ripping off a strip of cloth from her shirt to quickly bind the wound.

“That's the Drifting Rose Petal, isn't it?” she asked, nodding at Ikaruga's sword. “One of the twelve greatest swords in the world, forged by the legendary swordsmith Don Kokeri.”

“You have a good eye,” Ikaruga said, “to identify my blade so quickly, when you have hardly had a chance to see it. Yes, this is the Drifting Rose Petal. There is nothing that it cannot cut.”

Tashigi finished tying off the makeshift bandage on her shoulder, hampering the blood flow. “I don't get it,” she said. “With that sword, and your strength, you should be able to cut right through my Autumn Rain. Why didn't you end the fight right away?”

Ikaruga sniffed contemptuously. “Please, give me more credit than that. To do something like that would be disrespectful both to you as an opponent, and to your sword as one of the named blades.”

Tashigi's breathing was heavy. The pain in her shoulder burned, and she knew that even uninjured, she couldn't hope to match the other woman in terms of speed. This fight was hopeless. And yet...

Tashigi took her sword in her hand again, using it to support her as she rose from the floor. “I...thank you,” she said as she regained her feet.

“Hmm?” Ikaruga said, tilting her head inquisitively.

“I thank you,” Tashigi said. “I've always had to deal with men who said that I could never be a top-tier swordsman because I'm a woman. I try not to listen to them, but sometimes I would start to wonder if maybe they were right, and I'd never be strong enough to reclaim all of the named blades. But I've seen your strength, and now I know that they were wrong. For that, I thank you.”

Ignoring the burning pain in her shoulder, Tashigi gripped her sword in both hands and held it forth, pointing at Ikaruga. “But no matter how strong you are, I can't afford to lose. Captain Smoker's depending on me to beat you, and I'm going to see this through to the end. I'll defeat you, and take back your sword!”

Ikaruga snorted, and slowly drew her own blade. “I'm not soft, like that fool Mihawk,” she warned. “I won't let you live just because you show a lot of bravado.”

“I wouldn't expect you to.”

Then both went flew forward, towards each other, and the fight began again.

Oh holy fuck yes.

Ahahaahah the random Mihawk insult was gloriously funny.

Eeee, Tashigi so coooool.

if yo are allowing threesomes, CindryxRobinxChopper, if not, just plain RobinxChopper.

Ed from CB and Kat from GC, but nothing overtly sexual, just like... them holding eachother's giant robot hands whilst frolicking.

"These things are totally wicked!" Kat said. Experimentally, she grabbed a rock from the ground and crushed it in her giant robot hand. "Massive strength enhancement with no loss of dexterity or tactile sense!"

Radical Edward frowned at her. "Hold still, Kitty-Kat," she said. She was currently draped over Kat's back, reaching forward to fiddle with the wiring on the other hand. "Ed needs to get this just right, or your right hand could go boom boom!"

"Sorry," Kat said with a grin, "but they are great, aren't they?"

"Great, hate, wait, abate," Ed singsonged as she slapped the panel she'd been working on closed. "Finished! Now, Kitty-Kat will do Ed's hands."

"Good deal," Kat said, lightly pushing Ed off of her.

Edward cartwheeled away to the workbench, where another pair of metal gauntlets were waiting. Eagerly, she jammed her handsm into them, and waited for Kat to come over and attach them properly.

Kat sauntered over to her, and flipped open the metal control panel. "Alright, alright, just hold still for a minute and I'll have you taken care of--"

She stopped as she made an unfortunate discovery: her new fingers were too large to fit into the panel and mess with the wiring like she needed to.

Back to the drawing board, she thought, sitting down with a sulk.

Just write me something involving Blueno. And since I know you want to, it can include blatant Jyabura bashing to make up for my apparent suckage at requesting, okay?

The space inside the Air Door was bizarre. It looked like the Enies Lobby that they knew...but everything was green-tinted, and the space was, for lack of a better word, wavy. It looked almost as though they were looking at it through the surface of a pool of water, except that the ripples that passed through physical objects were real, not optical illusions. The seven members of the Ninth Cipher Pol were the only exceptions, bastions of normality seated in a circle, with Lucci lying, unconcious, at the center.

"This place gives me the goddamn creeps," Jyabura said.

There was a general noise of assent from the other conscious members of the team, except for Blueno, who simply shrugged. He didn't find the Doorspace particularly unsettling, but he could understand how others probably would.

"I mean seriously," Jyabura continued, pointing off into the distance, "look at that! What the hell is that supposed to be?"

The others turned to look where he was pointing. They had to squint to make it out; it wasn't all that far from them, but the eye seemed to refuse to focus on it. It was floating about three feet off of the ground, and they were all quite certain that whatever it was, it didn't have an equivalent back in the real world. They could see an eye, a fin, a few tentacles...

"Looks like some sort of octopus, almost," Kaku commented.

"Yoi yoi! Cleeeeeeary it is sooooooooooome form of creeeeeeeature native to this plaaaaaaaaaaaace," Kumadori said.

Kalifa adjusted her glasses, and then wondered aloud if perhaps they should capture it and bring it back to the world government for study.

"I would appreciate it if you would refrain from looking around," Blueno said, his deep baritone voice rumbling out of his chest. The others immediately looked away from the bizarre creature and focused their gaze on him instead.

"Why?" Kaku asked. "It's not like there's anything better for us to do until the bombardment stops."

If one had been paying very close attention, one could have caught Blueno sighing quietly. He had not wanted to explain this; He knew it would not end well.

"We need to continue looking at each other, or we could vanish completely with no warning," he said. "Doorspace does not possess ontological inertia like normal space does."

The others looked at him blankly. They had understood the first part, but 'ontological inertia' had flown directly over their heads. Blueno counted backwards from five in her head, and then elaborated.

"You are all familiar with the concept of inertia, I assume?"

"Of course, chapapa," Fukurou chimed in.

"That's just basic physics," Kaku said.

"Nope."

The others all turned to look at the one who spoke: Jyabura glared back at them, as if daring them to make something of it.

"Typical," Kalifa said, her voice dripping with disgust. "Well, for the benefit of the imbeciles among us, the law of inertia states that any object that is set in motion will remain in motion, unless a force is applied against it."

Jyabura considered that for a few moments, his face stretched into a frown as his brain turned that over. Then he opened his mouth and, as usual, something incredibly stupid fell out.

"That's bullshit," he said.

There was a short pause before Blueno responded: "Oh?"

"Yeah," Jyabura said. "I mean, I throw someone through a wall, they stop on their own. Fuck inertia."

He looked so smug about it that the others had no choice but to conclude that he was, in fact, being completely serious. Kaku groaned and covered his eyes with his hands, and Kalifa's expression was so twisted with annoyance that she was hardly recognizable. Even Kumadori rolled his eyes.

"Jyabura, stop talking," Kalifa said. "Blueno, please, continue."

Blueno did. "Well, the law of ontological inertia is similar. It states that any object that exists, will continue to exist unless something happens to cause it to cease existing. We take this for granted: If you set a pencil down in a room, leave, and when you return it is missing, you assume that somebody took it, not that it simply stopped existing. But Doorspace has no such law. At any given time, any object in Doorspace can simply stop existing, including us."

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Jyabura might not understand the concept of inertia, but he understood that last part. His jaw dropped, and he made a kind of wheezing noise of terror. Even the more rational of them were somewhat unsettled by Blueno's statement.

"What the hell, man?" Jyabura finally said. "Open that fucking door right now, I'll take my chances with the battleships!"

"Is it safe here?" Kaku asked, looking around nervously, as if counting to make sure nobody had gone missing.

"Mooooooooother!" Kumadori pleaded to the heavens, "Prooooootect meeeeeee!"

Blueno held up a hand to appeal for calm. "Don't worry, we're perfectly safe as long as we continue looking at each other. It relates to Doctor Vegapunk's famous Cat thought experiment--"

"Oh, I know that one," Jyabura interrupted, now significantly calmer.

The others turned to look at him again. "You know of the Vegapunk's Cat thought experiment," Kalifa said disbelievingly.

"Of course I do," Jyabura said. "That's the one where they stick a cat in a box, and then gas it, right? Now that's what I call science!"

"That's close enough," Blueno said while the others rolled their eyes. "In any event, the conclusion of the thought experiment was that until the lid of the box was opened, the cat was dead and alive at the same time, and it was the act of observing the cat collapsed one of the possibilities and made it one or the other. A similar principle applies here: as long as you are being observed, the observer is confirming your existence, and you are in no danger of vanishing. It is only objects and creatures that are unobserved that are at risk."

"I see," Kalifa said. "So we should just sit in this circle, and continue looking at each other until it's safe to leave, there should be no problem."

"Correct."

"Well, that's not so hard," Kaku said.

They sat in silence for perhaps twenty seconds, and then Kalifa got up from where she was seated, and began kicking Jyabura in the face.

"Ow, ow, fuck! Get off me, you crazy broad! What the hell did I do?"

"Sexual harassment," she said simply.

"What," he asked as he tried to fend her off, "do you want them to vanish? Ow, ow, fuck, stop it!"

*laughing so hard*

I think this officially qualifies for the Best Thing Ever. And you should post this where more people see it because it's awesome.

Oh god, Jyabura. Just...oh god. I will never stop laughing.

Poor Blueno. He's so patient...

Anko/Iruka, 'things you wish you never learned.'

Wow, OK, you chose pretty much the two characters in Naruto canon that I have the least voice for. I can still do it, if you'd like, but it probably won't be very good. If you have an alternate request, I can do that instead.

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Okay, if Kakashi/Sakura doesn't freak you out, "no, not a moment, more like three months of weakness."

And if it does, Sai/Sakura, "paint that powder up, put on your swellest clothes."

God I probably sound incredibly picky with this, but does the Sakura/Kakashi prompt have a meaning that I'm missing out on? It sounds like a reference to something that I'm just missing completely. XD

Actually, both of those prompts are from songs. The Sakura/Kakashi is from the song 'Stupid Thing' by Nickel and the Sai/Sakura one is from "If Your Kisses Can't Hold The Man You Love, Your Tears Won't Bring Him Back' by Rasputina.

Three months later, Kakashi still wasn't sure exactly why hehadn't just sent them back to the academy, like he had dozens of students before them.

Certainly, he'd seen something special in them, some spark of brilliance that would never be duplicated exactly in anyone else...but he'd seen the same spark in nearly all the other would-be genin that the academy had sent him, and in fact a good number of them had shone brighter. All of them had been returned,and Kakashi found himself at a loss to explain what exactly had made these three any different, that Kakashi would give them a second chance.

Whatever it was, it wasn't anything to do with Naruto. The boy was unskilled, incompetant, and certainly not ready for service. And it wasn't anything to do with Sasuke, either; His skill had been surprising, but his attitude reminded Kakashi far, far too much of himself as a young man.

Was it Sakura, then, that had caused his moment of weakness? It eemed unlikely. She hadn't even managed to put up a fight against him. She'd spent the whole time worrying about Sasuke, at Naruto's expense...Although, Kakashi considered, at least shewas thinking about someone else on her team. That as certainly an improvement over the other two...

"Sensei!"

Interrupted from his musings, Kakashi looked up from his novel which he wasn't actually reading; too much to think about) to see Sakura standing in front of him, her face slightly flushed, breathing heavy from the morning's exertions. In her arms she held an empty bucket, which had been full of shuriken when Kakashi had handed it her. He'd tasked the students with throwing the shuriken at targets he'd carve into trees, until they'd managed to get a bulls-eye with all of them.

"I'm finished," Sakura said. "Is there anything else you want me to do?"

Kakashi looked past her, at the targets. Sasuke had finished at least an hour ago, his tree marked within the target circle and almost nowhere else. Sakura's tree had had some of the bark stripped off of it by errant throws, but was not in bad shape on the whole. Naruto, on the other hand, had barely hit with any of his throws, and was currently stomping around and cursing out his shuriken. Kakashi shook his head.

"Naruto's throwing technique is completely wrong," he said. If he keeps swinging his arm that way-" he demonstrated quickly with his own right arm- "it's going to pull upwards every single time. Could you go show him how to do it properly? He's much more likely to listen to it coming from you than from me," he added upon seeing her expression.

Sakura turned to look back at Naruto, and grimaced. "I...guess I could," she said, her tone indicating that there were few things that she'd like less to do than give Naruto pointers.

"Just think of it as a chance to show off how much better you are than him," Kakashi said, reaching out with his free hand to ruffle her hair teasingly. "Now, get going. Lunch is waiting for him to finish."

With a nod, Sakura headed back towards where Naruto was trying to hit the target, and failing. Kakashi watched her go, waited until Naruto said something sufficiently stupid to prompt her to hit him, and then went back to wondering what exactly had prompted him to let these three pass.

Thanks, that was really fun to read.

Luffy and Simon. Specifically, the two somehow come into conflict and fight. To make things fair, make it late first-half Simon (before the timeskip).

Plus, a Swindle/Cowboy Bebop crossover. Swindle's after some kind of weapon so he can sell it on the black market or something like that.

*grins* Mai/Ty Lee, if you please. Get as creative as you like with scenario, nothing over PG-13, and post-Azula-recruitment.

Prompt, uh...*randomizes iTunes for a prompt, gets "Pool Party" by the Aquabats...randomizes again* "Perdition".

Even days later, Mai still couldn't believe what Ty Lee had done. She had been expecting to die after she betrayed Azula, and she had been prepared for that (even if she had to admit, it was a really stupid thing to die over), but the last thing she'd been expecting was for loyal, unwavering Ty Lee to turn on Azula as well.

Really, she didn't think she deserved it. It was her own choice that had put her in that position in the first place. She had nobody to blame but herself. The fact that the exact same thing could be said of her rescue of Zuko only strengthened her belief in it; She knew damn well that that jerk hadn't deserved his rescue, either.

And she hadn't just saved her, either; Ty Lee has essentially sacrificed herself to keep Mai alive. How many people would be willing to do that for her? Not Azula, surely. Her mother? Maybe. Zuko...who even knew what Zuko was thinking these days. Not her, apparently.

Mai didn't deserve it. She didn't deserve someone like Ty Lee. And Ty Lee certainly didn't deserve...this. From where Mai was sitting she could see Ty Lee, staring at the ground, not saying anything.

The silence hurt more to listen to than any amount of weeping ever could; Mai had never seen Ty Lee this miserable before, not even that time when Azula had tied her upside-down to a pillar, and left her there for three hours.

"Hey," Mai called across to her. "It shouldn't be too much longer, now. My uncle said that as soon as Azula leaves, he'll have us transferred to regular cells."

Ty Lee didn't respond, which made Mai feel another pang of regret. She knew that Ty Lee's problem wasn't the cells, dark and cramped and cold though they were. It was knowing that Azula would never, ever forgive either one of them for betraying her.

Oh, Ty Lee. ;_; Oh, Mai. ♥ Oh, Azula. >:[

I...think that about sums it up. Maybe an eyeroll for Zuko while I'm at it. Poor Ty Lee, she banks so much on others' feelings and their behavior towards her, despite her claim to be a free spirit--sometimes it makes you wonder if she does see auras.

(Incidentally, this reminds me of a great sketch Claire did of Ty Lee and Mai in prison uniforms--my favorite touch was that Mai's hair was loose down her back, because according to Claire, her hairpins were all confiscated as potential deadly weapons. XD)

Because fyretoppaaa is doing it, and she's so cool

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BEST REQUEST EVER

OH HONESTLY I AM NOT <i>THAT BAD</i>

YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE 1/2

AND PART TWO

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I APOLOGIZE FOR THIS. IT'S A GOOD CONCEPT BUT I COULDN'T PROPERLY TRANSLATE IT INTO WORDS

Re: I APOLOGIZE FOR THIS. IT'S A GOOD CONCEPT BUT I COULDN'T PROPERLY TRANSLATE IT INTO WORDS