Yaay, 20! Thank you all for voting, commenting and fanning! You're awesome! Also, I got a deviantART, and will post pics of my OC's one day. Hopefully. In any case, I'm emoemu-san.deviantart.com. Nothing's up yet, though. :(
Credit to mangaluver1723 for a clever quote. I'll footnote it when it appears.
Also, Moeru talks a lot, so just so you know, this is Storme's POV, "This is someone talking", This is Storme thinking, 'And this is Moeru talking'.
Chapter 20--Where hangovers are made more complicated. You didn't think Storme-chan was getting off easy, did you?
STORME'S POV
Shit, my head. I groaned and rolled over onto my stomach. When did I go to bed? What happened last night?
'Ya got drunk.' Moeru said.
Oh. Right. I stretched without getting up, then pulled the covers over my head. "White walls," I muttered venomously. Too bright. Something walked into my room, and I flinched at every tmp of its shoes against the floor. It walked around the room, and sat on the end of my bed. "Gerroff," I groaned, trying to kick it. However tall I was, though, the bed was slightly taller, and the best I could do was brush its back with the tips of my toes.
"What were you thinking?" it--he--asked evenly. "No. Were you thinking?" It was Ulquiorra. Did he...
'Yeah. You're damn lucky he found you, or you would have drowned in your own vomit.' Wrinkling my nose at the image that gave me, I stretched again, and kicked the covers off halfheartedly.
"--and Nnoitra! He's practically a drunk rapist without the sake!*" Ulquiorra ranted. "And where in hell did your shirt go?! Bad enough you tried to outdrink Nniotra--"
How much did I drink?
'Enough. Not nearly as much as you thought, though. You really cannot hold your sake. First, those were not bottles, they were largish cup-things. Second, they weren't very full. You drank maybe...oh, one and a half, two bottles. Tops.'
...And where'd my shirt go?
'My guess is it's still in Nnoitra's tower. It got cut off while you were drunk.' I felt Moeru wince in sympathy. 'You must have one hell of a hangover.'
I groaned in affirmation.
"You should be glad you're alive!" Ulquiorra finished his rant. "That much sake--"
'Wouldn't have killed you either way.'
"Wouldn't have killed me," I repeated quietly.
"What?"
'You can't die.'
"I can't die."
"Why not? Any other person--any other being would have exploded from that much alcohol."
"I don't know," I responded, then frowned. My mouth was dry as cotton. "Though it may have something to do with the fact that I'm still alive."
'Ladies and gentlemen, she's a genius!' Moeru said, clapping slowly. 'Only took her freaking eternity to get that one!' I sat up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed, then made a wobbly path for the door.
"Where are you going?" Ulquiorra asked.
I turned around to face him, but ended up falling down. "Coffee," I whispered hoarsely.
"Real coffee? Not some reproduction thereof?"
"Of course it's fake coffee, Ulquiorra-kun. Where would I get real coffee?" With that, I stumbled off toward eighth tower, the home of, as everyone knows, synthetic coffee.
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"Szayel!"
"Hm?"
"I need coffee." Szayel turned around, then smiled that lopsided scientist grin of his.
"Storme-chan?"
"Yeah?"
"Your shirt..."
"What about it?" I asked, pointedly not looking down. I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know...
"It's not there." I finally gave in and looked down. I was still in the torn-up pants and miraculously-intact bra of the previous night.
I sighed. "Szayel. I don't care right now. We both know you will never care. Now that that's established, go get me some fricking coffee."
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*Credit for that quote goes entirely to mangaluver1723
Oh, and I was bored, so I decided there's gonna be an after-the-chapp note today.
First, let me get to the stuff I actually need to get to--SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT. Also, there might be a wait for 21 and/or 22, because I have things to do. Yeah...so that's that. And while I'm on the subject of apologies, uploads are gonna be a LOT slower through the school year. And also, sorry if I made anyone OOC. And sorry if the chapp was short. I just wanna get to the action/excitement that (hopefully!) will get initiated by either me or KuroKun, in a few chapps. I guess that's it. Anyone else have anything to say?
Storme: Don't drink.
Rayne: But drinking's fun!
Kenpachi: Anyone wanna fight?
Byakuya: I outrank you.
Grimmjow: Shut it, Captain Cherry Blossom.
Ulquiorra: Trash.
Aizen: I AM GOD!
Gin: Suuure, ya are...
Is that all? Is everyone done now?
Szayel: Science.
Great. See you next time!
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FanfictionFanfic, Bleach. Humor, action, maybe even excitement if you're lucky. Two girls end up in Bleach; one in Seireitei and one in Las Noches. Chaos, hilarity, fights, swords, pairings, Arrancar, Shinigami, and OC's. Renji x OC, Ulquiorra x a different...