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  <title>Secrets chap 4</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of short but here is Secrets chapter four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;The Kuchiki siblings had been at the orphanage for a month and were now a normal part of my life. I instantly hit it off with Rukia quickly developing a love hate relationship in which we would fight at the drop of a pin and make up just as fast. I also noticed Ichigo taking a very keen interest in the new girl as well. In my opinion it was about time the boring goody two shoes got a girl to smooch. Anyway, Byakuya himself was a different story. He didn&amp;rsquo;t speak to anyone and always had this air like he was king of everything. According to Rukia this was a combination of having been rich and being Aizen&amp;rsquo;s favorite. Once at the lunch table he even had the nerve push me out of my seat so he could sit next to Rukia. Immature brat. I hated him but seeing as there was nothing I could do I resolved to grin and bear until Byakuya turned eighteen and left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;One night a few weeks later I was sleeping soundly before being rudly woken by a quiet sobbing on the other side of the room. Thinking that Yachiru, in the next room over, had another nightmare I left it up to Ishida who slept in her room to deal with. When the sobs were still going on half an hour later I decided to go find out what was wrong. Pushing back the covers I used my ears to tell me where the sound was coming from. Surprisingly I found myself at the foot of Byakuya&amp;rsquo;s bed. He was sitting with his back against the headboard looking out the window to the street below. Awkwardly I put a hand on his shoulder letting him know I was there. Startled he turned. &amp;ldquo;Are ya alright?&amp;rdquo; I asked. &amp;ldquo;Did ya get in trouble? Were ya hurt? Someone say no to adopting ya?&amp;rdquo; He shook his head &amp;lsquo;no&amp;rsquo; to all my questions. Gesturing slightly he turned my attention to a couple of bags packed with his things. &amp;ldquo;I see you&amp;rsquo;re getting adopted and you don&amp;rsquo;t want to go. Well it will be ok. Is your sister going to?&amp;rdquo; I had a feeling of dread about losing this pair who had become such a part of my life. &amp;ldquo;Aizen.&amp;rdquo; Byakuya murmured. &amp;ldquo;Aizen is taking you back?&amp;rdquo; I shouted regretting my lack of volume control when I heard a sound from Rikichi. Byakuya nodded and burst into tears. The same boy who beat me up and acted so superior that I hated him was curled in my arms crying. The rest of the night was spent holding the boy as he cried.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 02:49:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Secrets</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Here is chapter three of Secrets.Sorry for the wait, I took a unexpected vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;Byakuya was furious when he woke up, that much I remember. The rest is a blur. What I do remember was him pulling on his shirt and a terrible pain in a very private area. He must have hit me after that because the rest is a blank and I awoke three hours later in my bed. I didn&amp;rsquo;t see him at all the rest of the day, he didn&amp;rsquo;t even come to dinner though my only response to that was &amp;lsquo;what a strange demon child.&amp;rsquo; Needless to say I hated him from the start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;The only good thing about Byakuya coming was that he brought his sister, Rukia. She hit it off with me and the rest of the gang almost immediately by showing how much of a guy she was when authority wasn&amp;rsquo;t around. That night after dinner I asked her about her and her brother. With a sigh she sat down to tell me her story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My brother and I used to be rich. He was heir to Kuchiki corporations and a child prot&amp;eacute;g&amp;eacute;. I was just a baby at the time but when my brother turned nine my father mixed with some bad people. Surely you&amp;rsquo;ve heard of Aizen right?&amp;rdquo; At this I responded that I only knew the name but nothing about the man himself. &amp;ldquo;He is a monster. He deals drugs, arms, anything illegal. He had my father murdered and my brother put to work &amp;lsquo;entertaining&amp;rsquo; his clients. As for me Byakuya protected me. Did anything Aizen asked as long as I was unharmed.&amp;rdquo; She sighed and looked at me sadly. &amp;ldquo;He&amp;rsquo;s the reason my brother was arrested.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;I instantly felt bad for the older boy and his sister. Understanding the situation and what had happened to Byakuya I went to hunt down the devil himself. I found him in our room. On my bed. All feelings of sympathy gone I stormed over to find out why he was sitting on my bed. &amp;ldquo;What are you doing? Didn&amp;rsquo;t you see the sign that says Renji&amp;rsquo;s bed?&amp;rdquo; I indicated said sign above the bed. My own personal touch to my little space. Byakuya just looked at me. Apparently he still thought he was too good to speak to other people. Huffing I thought about what Ukitake told me about being nice and grabbed my stuff from around the bed. So what if it was the bed by the window. Who cares if I had slept in it since I came here fifteen years ago? I carried my things solemnly over to the remaining bed Ukitake had made up for Byakuya and pulled out a book to read. An hour later Ukitake brought up Rikichi and the three of us settled down for lights out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;The next morning I woke up to my normal alarm, Rikichi jumping on me. I yawned, stretched and after making my little charge leave me alone got ready for my first day living with the devil. Looking over I saw his bed was empty. Shrugging I went downstairs to the breakfast table, my first stop every morning. That&amp;rsquo;s where I found Byakuya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;The younger kids who hadn&amp;rsquo;t gotten a chance to meet him yesterday since he had been in trouble with Ukitake were clinging to his leg desperate to find out who he was. Irritated he tried his hardest to dislodge the young ones. Momo, the gentle eleven year old, Yachiru, the youngest at four, and Yuzu and Karin, the nine year old twins. Rikichi, who had already met Byakuya, and Hitsugaya, a grumpy thirteen year old, were in the corner looking on. Laughing I opened the fridge noticing Byakuya still wouldn&amp;rsquo;t speak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;The rest of the day was just like any other. Go to school, do homework, play with the young kids, go to sleep. Having Byakuya around was like having a shadow that never went away and slowly I fell into a routine completely forgetting about Byakuya&amp;rsquo;s past.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Jun 2009 08:24:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;Chapter 2 of Secrets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;So that being said I would like to introduce you all to Kuchiki Rukia. And the boy passed out beside her is her brother, Byakuya.&amp;rdquo; Ukitake had just finished going over the usual speech he said whenever a new kid without a family showed up here. Everyone knew the damn speech by heart but no one had the heart to tell the nice man how boring it was. &amp;ldquo;Now Rukia, you said you were fourteen correct?&amp;rdquo; A nod of confirmation and he continued, &amp;ldquo;Well then you will be considered one of the older kids and will be expected to help with the younger ones. Go with Nanao and she will show you the ropes around here.&amp;rdquo;The black haired teen said a quick thank you and bounced away seeming happier than her brother about being here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was turning to follow her when Ukitake called me back. &amp;ldquo;Renji need to speak with you. Seeing as you are the oldest after Rangiku turned eighteen last month I am going to put Byakuya in a room with you.&amp;rdquo; I started to protest, &amp;ldquo;WHAT! I don&amp;rsquo;t want him! He must be old enough to help with the younger ones put him in a room with one of them that way you don&amp;rsquo;t have to sleep with them.&amp;rdquo; I would have continued my rant if Ukitake hadn&amp;rsquo;t silenced me with one of his rare stern looks that made anyone listen to him. &amp;ldquo;Byakuya at seventeen is certainly old enough to take care of the younger ones but most certainly not stable enough. He and his sister have been through a lot. And if you sit down I will tell you what I know.&amp;rdquo; He said answering the question I had asked and several I did not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Now,&amp;rdquo; Ukitake began, &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know much concerning our new friends except that Byakuya was picked up for prostitution a few hours ago and finding out he had no parents the police sent him to me. The only thing he has said since the police booked him was &amp;lsquo;I want my sister&amp;rsquo; which is how they found Rukia and she was sent to me as well. The police said though he did not talk he acted arrogant and cold. Now Renji, I know you don&amp;rsquo;t like that sort of person but I want you to treat him kindly and tell no one what I am going to show you.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;Knowing the last sentence was said due to my brash slightly rude attitude; I didn&amp;rsquo;t say anything and instead opted to just watch Ukitake undo the buttons on Byakuya&amp;rsquo;s shirt. The shirt itself spoke of a hard life must having been a children&amp;rsquo;s shirt and three sizes too small for the teenager wearing it. The pants were the same and both had holes with patches in them. Come to think of it Rukia was wearing a dress equally damaged so I knew he had it rough but nothing could prepare me for what I saw. His torso was covered in bruises and cuts among several marks on his body I would later identify to be bite marks. Even what I could see of his back had marks. Marks from a whip I would guess. I gaped up at Ukitake in horror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-indent: 0.5in&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;His legs are like that too. Anything his clothing covers is hurt and he has several broken bones.&amp;rdquo;Ukitake looked upset. &amp;ldquo;Why isn&amp;rsquo;t he in a hospital then?&amp;rdquo; I cried hardly knowing what to make of the situation. &amp;ldquo;He won&amp;rsquo;t let anybody near him. Only that sister of his. He must be very protective of her seeing how she is so innocent and he is not. Remember what I told you Renji, no one hears about this. You will take care of him and help him around without letting him or any of your friends know what you know.&amp;rdquo;I nodded dumbly not sure what to say. I was saved from answering by a groan, looks like trouble just woke up and just in time I can hear the little ones too. Oh joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%&quot;&gt;Well that&amp;rsquo;s that. Next chapter Renji and Byakuya formally meet as well as an appearance from the &amp;lsquo;little ones&amp;rsquo;(aka anyone in the orphanage under the age fourteen). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 06:55:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic-Secrets</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;Title-Secrets&lt;br /&gt;Pairing-ByaRen&lt;br /&gt;Warning-drinking,abuse,swearing,&lt;br /&gt;Rating-R&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer-I do not own Bleach&lt;br /&gt;AN-This is a multi-chap AU fic.Some of the content may be inappriopriet so please read the warning before reading.If you don&apos;t like it don&apos;t read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I remember the day I met him like it was yesterday.Actually it was the middle of the night and I was sleeping peacfully until I heard a deafening scream.Living in an orphange with a bunch of other children as I did one comes to expect that sort of thing.Not because Ukitake,our director and caretaker,is mean or anything, simply because&amp;nbsp;a lot of&amp;nbsp;children equals a lot of noise even at night.But this scream was different.It sent chills up my spine reminding me of the banshee in a horror movie I had once seen.The bloodcurdling screams continued to echo through the halls of the large house.&amp;quot;Renji!&amp;quot; I heard my roomate,Rikichi, whisper frightned,&amp;quot;Go find out what that horrible sound is.&amp;quot;I almost told him to go do it himself I was that scared but then I remembered,I was older and at sixteen I was supposed to protect and guide the younger children.Sighing, I got up to go see what the fuss was.I didn&apos;t have to wait long to find out.The minute I stepped outside my door a small, lean boy ran straight into me.Ukitake was running behind him desperatly trying to catch the brat.He began to wave his hands wildly,&amp;nbsp;yelling at&amp;nbsp;me to catch the other boy who had already taken off heading for the front door.He was fast but I was big.I caught him just as he opened the front door.At once the screaming started again.&amp;quot;Thank you Renji,&amp;quot; yelled Ukitake over the loud screeching.He pulled a sedative out of his pocket and gently used it to calm the boy in my arms.It was then I took a real good look at him.He was as I said small and lean.He had long black hair held in a loose pony tail behind his head and grey eyes that when opened seemed to look right into your soul.Though he looked to be about fifteen something about him told me he was older.&amp;quot;Well then.Now that we have caught the poor thing, let&apos;s get him back into my office.You do not mind carrying him, Renji?I have been feeling ill.&amp;quot;Ukitake&apos;s words snapped me out of my thought.&amp;quot;Yes sir,&amp;quot; I replied.&amp;quot;good.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Once back in Ukitake&apos;s office I set the sleeping boy down on the couch against the wall.Turning to leave I saw a pretty petite young girl in the corner.&amp;quot;Ah yes Renji, this is Rukia.Rukia, Renji.And I&apos;m afraid the trouble maker here is her brother,Byakuya.&amp;quot;Ukitake turned and smiled at me in a way that told me I wasn&apos;t going to get out of this easily.&amp;quot;I am sorry for my brother&apos;s actions.He can be very kind once you get to know him.&amp;quot;Rukia looked upset and out of place, like she belonged in a palace not an orphanage.&amp;quot;It&apos;s fine.Renji go wake the others and get them to come down here please.I have a grave matter I wish to speak with you all about and it is only fifteen minutes shy of wake up call anyway.By others Ukitake meant the other older teens living here.Anybody over the age of fourteen and mature enough to handle responsibilties such as helping cook,clean,and take care of the younger ones.Quietly, so as not to wake the little ones in each room I roused the teens.Ichigo,Ikkaku,Uryu,Chad,Nanao,and Izuru.While eccentric perhaps and roudy certainly,we older ones were a tight little family taking care of the babies together.Sitting there in Ukitake&apos;s office,I had no idea how much my life was about to change and the secret often horrible world the sleeping boy beside me was going to drag me into.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 01:45:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic-Helping you</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title-Helping you&lt;br /&gt;Pairing-ByaRen&lt;br /&gt;Warnings-swearing/newness at writing fics&lt;br /&gt;Rating-PG&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer-I do not own Bleach or its characters.&lt;br /&gt;AN-This is my first fic so if it sucks let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night had long since fallen over the Seretei by the time Abarai Renji finished his work. Even his captain had gone home to bed.Looking up at the clock he was shocked at what it read.12:06.&amp;quot;Shit,&amp;quot;he cursed.He had to be back at this desk again in a short seven hours.Hurrying to collect his things, he ran out out of his office, hoping to get home in time to get a couple hours of sleep.As he reached his room in the sixth company&apos;s barrack Renji stopped abruptly at the sight of a light on.Everyone should have gone to bed hours ago.Noticing the light was&amp;nbsp;coming from his captain&apos;s room he gently knocked on the door with curiosity.Worry came over him when there was no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I&apos;m coming in,&amp;quot; he called and without further warning he opened the door.&amp;quot;Taichou?&amp;quot; he called.Looking around the room he saw his captain slumped in the corner of the room.Blood pooled on the floor emitting from a knife wound in the captain&apos;s stomach.&amp;quot;Taichou!Taichou!Byakuya!&amp;quot;Renji cried out in shock.&amp;quot;HELP!&amp;quot;he called hoping desperately someone would hear him.Ripping his shihaukushou,Renji tried to stop the bleeding while still calling for help.Hearing a sound,Renji looked up.A young squad member,Rikichi,was trembling in the doorway.&amp;quot;Go.Get help!&amp;quot;Renji yelled not really caring that he scared the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;After that the next moments were a blur.He remembered his captain gasps for air.The coughs of blood.The gentle hands pulling him from Byakuya&apos;s pale body.Then all went black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing he knew he was waking up in the fourth division.Suddenly remembering what happened he shot up.Worry and fear wrenched his gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You should lay down,&amp;quot; said a quiet voice.Unohana-taichou stood next to his bed checking Renji&apos;s vitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;He is fine.&amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&amp;quot;He.What.How?&amp;quot;Renji stammered surprised at her words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Kuchiki-taichou will be fine.He is resting waiting for you to come see him.If you are good and rest for the afternoon,I will let you see him later.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot;said Renji determined to to be good in order to see Byakuya sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that night Renji had recovered from his fainting spell and was ready to see Byakuya.The captain was awake when Renji arrived.Besides not being able to sit up without help and having his middle covered in bandages the man seemed alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello Taichou.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hello Renji&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Are you feeling better?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes. And you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room quieted to an awkward silence.Several&amp;nbsp;minutes later the silence was broken by Byakuya&apos;s deep voice.&amp;quot;Thank you for saving me.&amp;quot;Renji was shocked.He hadn&apos;t heard a word of thanks from his captain&apos;s mouth since he thanked Ichigo on Soykoku hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;It was nothing,&amp;quot; he said blushing.&amp;quot;That is what I am for.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;You are a good man Renji.Do not ever sell yourself short.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Uh..yes sir,&amp;quot;Renji answered hesitatingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Renji?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Yes?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Would you like to go to dinner with me after I have recovered?&amp;quot;As a thank you of course.&amp;quot;Renji smirked looking at the glint of fondness in his captain&apos;s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Of course,&amp;quot; he said both as an answer and a tease.Maybe his Taichou would be willing to grant after dinner sex as a thank you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 May 2008 20:05:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bored</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;My life is so boring.all I do is spend time on the computer swing and do gymnastics.I also do school but i&apos;m homeschooled so noting good to report there.wish I could say more.oh and if anybody reads this and knows how to post a fanfic on livejournal i&apos;d like to know.i computer challenged.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Apr 2008 07:15:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no reading</title>
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  <description>ok so I&apos;m part of the fma_ot4 community and I only just joined so I start browsing around.I found several entries that livejournal wouldn&apos;t let me read.I am so mad!I don&apos;t understand and it&apos;s not because i&apos;m underage I was born in 1986 and I even changed it so livejournal thinkd I was born in 1980.I don&apos;t know what to do.It seems that the stories I&amp;nbsp;really want to ead i&apos;m not allowed.gonna go back to bed now.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 02:20:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>update</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Ok well my little sister was watching tv and blabbing about something so I asked if she ever watched good tv.She asked what kind of good tv is on these days.I hate to give her something but touche little sister.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 18:31:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi</title>
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  <description>Hi I finaaly decided to make one of these on a dare from one of my friends.Maybe i&apos;ll update maybe i won&apos;t.</description>
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