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Title: Moon Over the Tower: Chapter Nine
Series: Bleach
Rating: R
Warnings: het (IchiHime), blood, scariness, religious topics. Should be read with the lights off.
Spoilers: This is AU. We don't need spoilers where we're going.
Disclaimer: These characters belong to a lot of Japanese people, namely people like Tite Kubo and Shonen Jump. You'll notice how none of those are me. The LiveJournal format that you'll probably be reading this in (if you're one of my friends) is rough draft and is subject to revision. Consider this a 'sneak peek'. If something sits the wrong way with you, let me know. This will probably (never) be updated weekly, until I eventually drop it like every other project ever. Not responsible for epileptic seizures or allergic reactions. May contain eye-and-brain-bleeding levels of radioactive ANGST and/or peanut products. Please sit a reasonable distance from your computer screen.

Author's Note: This chapter is a little shorter than most, but I wanted to make the next chapter a more cohesive unit! I hope the content makes up for it!

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The horses whinnied and neighed, nostrils flaring as their hooves pounded the rocky dirt of the courtyard. It took all of Sado's considerable strength just to hold onto their reigns. They were spooked, and rightfully so. Whatever had wounded their master the night before had now also struck his horses.

All the household staff had rushed into the courtyard to help subdue the poor beasts, but Nemu's unnaturalness had only made the situation worse. Once the horses caught scent of her, they bucked and chomped at their bits, foaming uncontrollably. She was promptly sent to wait just on the other side of the door.

So it came to be that only Sado, Uryuu, and Tatsuki tended the horses, trying to cajole them into some semblance of cooperation. It was no easy task, seeing as how the wound one had suffered to his flank was making the other one just as wild as if he'd been bitten himself. Sado himself almost took a hoof to the face a couple times, and Uryuu had nearly been trampled.

Tatsuki had been tasked with tending the prey, which was securely roped down in the back of the carriage. They weren't quite unconscious, and from the looks of them, they were an old man, but he sure could kick when he wanted to. Tatsuki had to forcibly remind herself that breaking his legs might indirectly cause him to lose blood or die, and that would negate the entire point of their trip; if it weren't for that fact, she probably would've already simply hurt him grievously. Otherwise, his vigor was at least a good sign.

It was a good several minutes before the horses were calm enough to lead to their stables. When Sado was finally able to lead them away, the quiet gave both Uryuu and Tatsuki pause to think.

"Miss Arisawa," Uryuu said slowly, brow furrowed as though something had just occurred to him, "You were watching Miss Inoue, were you not?" Tatsuki raised an eyebrow as she peered at her companion.

"Yes?" she responded, "She's in her room. What of it?" The look of concentration on Uryuu's face deepened.

"I thought I caught her scent a few moments ago," he said, looking in the direction of her room, "Perhaps my senses are playing tricks on me, but you should check on her just to be sure."

But by the time the words had left Uryuu's mouth, Tatsuki was already halfway up the grand staircase in the front hall.

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The only sounds in the room were those of breathing. There were the light, half-held breaths that Orihime was trying to keep as quiet as possible, and then there was another set. The other breaths were deep and husky, as though they were coming through the mouth. They were colored with a little shudder that made a tingle race up Orihime's spine. She couldn't help but think it sounded hungry and primal and laced with desire. Someone else was in the room with her, and they were close by.

A brush against her back caused her to startle. It was feather-light and cool, causing gooseflesh to rise on her arm. It seemed to be trying to pass through her long auburn locks, sifting them between fingers and letting them fall against her back again.

"H-Hello?" she asked timidly, "Who's there?" She half-expected to receive no answer at all save for the rustle of wind through curtains. What she got instead shocked her.

"It's me," a raspy, yet oddly familiar voice whispered. Even though she hadn't felt a presence behind her at all, the voice had been right in her ear, as though its owner was standing right behind her.

"C-Count, is that you?" Orihime nervously responded, not daring to turn around. A chill had settled along her spine, and as odd as it sounded, she was certain it was from him. In reply, a pair of ghostly arms snaked around her midsection. Before she could even think of moving away, they tightened into steel-like bonds, pulling her hard against the solid man behind her.

He was cool and unyielding, his body solid as a rock. Orihime felt heat rush to her face as his hands moved, pressing her back tighter against him. The soft curve of her bottom had managed to find a firm protrusion inside his trousers, and as she squirmed it rolled against her. Orihime wanted to cover her eyes when she realized exactly what it was. The Count simply hissed his approval into her ear.

"Don't be afraid," he whispered, one hand trailing toward the collar of her night shrift. Almost immediately, as if in response to his words, the fear Orihime had felt vanished. In its place was a numbness and a vague sense of anticipation - the same feeling from her dreams.

His cold hand pulled the tie loose from her shrift and tugged it down, revealing a large, pendulous breast with one hard, pink nipple to the chill night air. At the sound of her whimper of protest against the cold, the Count lowered his lips to the junction of her shoulder and neck and began to suck gently. He groaned into her skin, rolling and tugging the tightly furled bud between his fingers; whatever he was doing to her, Orihime felt as if she were already in Heaven.

Time seemed to blur to her, almost like the time she'd drunk that wine with him. She hardly registered what he was doing anymore; all she knew was that she didn't want it to stop. Several moments, or perhaps even minutes passed like this in hazy bliss, before she noticed a chill creeping up her legs - it dawned on her that the Count was pulling up her skirt. Before she could protest, his hand had already slid between her thighs, moving unfettered towards her warm, sticky center.

Orihime tried weakly to wriggle away, inadvertently pushing herself firmly against his erection once again. He hissed his disapproval, his fingers tightening around her nipple and holding her still. His grip was iron-like and unbreakable, and even had Orihime been in possession of all her faculties, she wouldn't have been able to move him.

"I thought this was what you wanted," he rasped against her ear, his voice hot and heavy with desire, "Isn't this what you've been dreaming of? Orihime..."

Orihime felt her blood chill at his observation. She didn't tell him, hadn't said anything to anyone else, hadn't even let on about those dreams and feelings. Had the priest betrayed her confidence? Even though her mind was sluggish, she could still feel mortification rush through her veins.

"No..." she murmured quietly, the embarrassment heavy in her voice. He ignored her protest soundly, cool fingers playing against her moist slit.

As his fingers subtly probed further, another feeling entered Orihime's field of perception. There was a dull prick on her neck, right where the Count had been licking and sucking for the past several minutes. She winced at the tiny pinpricks before the fuzzy, faint feeling overwhelmed her entirely. She hardly knew which way was up any longer, only that she was leaning against the Count for support and that he now had free range of her body. It was all she could do to respond to him with a small, shuddering gasp while he continued to lap greedily at her neck.

Orihime hardly knew how long this continued, the Count playing both along her bare neck and the apex of her thighs. Eventually, though, she was vaguely aware of the sounds of shouting and lights being brought into view. Someone grabbed her by the shoulders and drug her away from the Count; she was simply too bleary to protest, even if she had wanted to. There were then screams and rapid motion and after what seemed like an eternity without the Count's presence, Orihime felt herself being carried elsewhere. And it was at that point that she lost all consciousness.

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"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH--!"

"Pin his arms!"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH--!"

"Sado, take him from behind! Nemu, get the water!"

The smell was insufferable. That was the first thing to make it through his addled brain. He was suffocating, and he couldn't remove the noxious source of his discomfort. Someone had slung a strand of those disgusting white cloves around his neck and was pinning his arms back to keep him from removing it.

There was a splash of freezing water against Ichigo's skin, bringing him fully back to consciousness. His mouth had been open, mid-scream, when it hit, causing him to sputter at the fluid intruding into his mouth and airway. As if the awful garlic wasn't enough, now they were throwing water on him as well.

"Nemu," he heard a stern voice order from behind him, "Strike him." Before Ichigo could protest that it was unnecessary, he heard his servant acquiesce.

"Yes, master," she said quietly. She drew back one dainty fist and then let it fly squarely at Ichigo's jaw. It impacted like a runaway carriage.

"S-Stop!" he squawked, sounding decidedly unmanly. Then again, who could blame him? He was soaked to the bone, pinned down, suffocating from that disgusting garlic, and felt like he'd just been trampled by a pack of wild horses.

"One more time, Nemu," he heard Uryuu coolly order. At this point, he knew his valet was just doing it to spite him; for what, he had no clue.

"Yes, master," Nemu replied once more before letting her fist fly. This time the impact hurt less, but that was mostly because he was prepared for it.

"You may remove the garlic now, Nemu," Uryuu further ordered her, causing Ichigo to sigh with relief when the disgusting strand was lifted from around his neck.

"I don't suppose you recall what you were just doing, do you, Kurosaki?" Uryuu asked, adjusting his monocle. Ichigo knew he must be in trouble if his butler was using his family name only. But now that the overwhelming garlic was gone, he could smell again - and the room smelled strongly of one person.

"It smells like Miss Inoue in here," Ichigo quietly observed to himself, eyebrows furrowing.

"I imagine it does," Uryuu snorted. A strong pair of arms released Ichigo, allowing him to slump to the floor. His confusion was slowly lifting as he remembered how he'd just been interrupted with her.

"Oh god," he breathed, leaning forward and holding his head in his hands. He could still taste her on his tongue and smell her on his hands. Worse yet, he couldn't exactly bring himself to feel disgusted with his senses; she tasted divine and the smell was still on the edge of arousing him. He hadn't completely slaked his thirst, either. He still wanted more.

"Drink," Uryuu suddenly commanded, causing Ichigo to wearily raise his head. The valet casually tossed an old man, hands and feet bound and head covered, at Ichigo's knees.

"Where's Miss Inoue?" Ichigo demanded hoarsely. The old man didn't tempt him in the least. The larger part of him wanted to see for himself that Orihime was alright, that he hadn't done anything irrevocable to her. But there was another part, a very vocal part, that protested at the idea of exchanging such a luscious meal for the withered old prune squirming before him on the floor.

"I imagine Miss Arisawa has already taken her to her quarters," the incensed valet sniffed, "I doubt you want to deal with her right now." Ichigo's pale cheeks colored in shame. "In any case, you are not to see her until you've fed," Uryuu continued as Ichigo hung his head, "Do you understand?"

"Yes," Ichigo muttered sourly. He picked the old man up roughly by his shoulders and, ignoring his weak protests, clamped onto his neck harder than he had any reason to.

The more he drank, the more miserable he became. His senses slowly came back to him, having been drained away by the wound, the loss of blood, and the intoxication of being so close to Orihime and finally tasting her sweet blood. The disgust he knew he'd feel finally came back to him full-force as he drained the old man of his life. He hadn't wanted to reveal himself to her like that. He hadn't wanted to molest her, either. He felt like quite possibly the greatest cad in the world at the moment.

Hardly realizing it, he finished the old man off and let the slowly cooling cadaver slide to the floor. Sensing he had finally met his demise, Uryuu nodded to Nemu, who relieved Ichigo of the remains. Soon, the body was gone from the room, along with the maid. No one asked what would happen to it.

Ichigo stretched his fingers, clenching and unclenching his fists as he felt his vitality return. Finally, after the new blood had adequately begun flowing through his system, he lifted his eyes to Uryuu. His pitiful, heartbroken gaze was met with his valet's stony one. If it was at all possible, it made him feel worse yet.

"May I see her now?"

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Tatsuki knew her face could scare the devil himself at the moment. She really couldn't bring herself to care, either.

She knew it wasn't Ichigo's fault. It was a quirk, an accident of nature that had caused his peculiar affliction. Logically, she knew it wasn't entirely his fault.

But she also really couldn't blame Orihime, either. Yes, she had obviously snuck out of her room when she had been told not to. But Tatsuki knew better than anyone how worried she'd been over Ichigo all day. As much as she hated it, keeping her friend in the dark had seemed like the best option at the time.

And now look at where it had gotten them.

Tatsuki flopped down on the bed beside her charge, exhaling a sigh as she did so. Orihime was still unconscious, since the Count had put her into a deep swoon while he fed. While she was out, her wound had already closed - a benefit of vampire saliva, as Tatsuki had seen many times before - and Tatsuki had taken the opportunity to redress her. Not before she'd given her a quick examination, however.

She had sighed with relief when she found that Ichigo hadn't gotten very far with her. The last thing she wanted was for her to wind up like herself or Nemu - or worse, simply dead from blood loss.

At length, Tatsuki's charge began to stir. The redhead moaned and made to sit up before Tatsuki stopped her, pushing her back against the plush bedding.

"Don't," she ordered firmly, "You've lost a lot of blood." Her eyebrows furrowed; she fervently hoped Orihime didn't remember anything. The less she knew about their lifestyle, the better. Her hopes were dashed a second later as Orihime began to speak.

"Where is the Count?" she asked quietly, "He was... on my neck... and down below..." A light blush crept over her face as she lifted a hand to feel where she'd been bitten. "He seemed... different." Tatsuki's face was grave.

"He wasn't himself," she said sternly, "You should've stayed in your room, Orihime. You were never meant to see that side of him." Orihime's eyes widened at this statement. Tatsuki knew she had to be confused. With a sigh, she looked over at the redhead and gave her a piteous look.

"I didn't want to do this," Tatsuki said quietly, "But it looks like you know our secret now. I'm going to tell you about us. About all of us."

Date: 2011-02-13 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
I'm unsure of what Tatsuki means 'like her or Nemu', but I'm :(

Curious to see how Orihime will adjust to this.

Date: 2011-02-13 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
All shall be revealed next chapter~ |D

Date: 2011-02-13 02:24 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
YOU TEASE. ;-;

But srsly, I'm glad you're still writing, there has been a severe drought of decent fics. :(

Date: 2011-02-13 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
There HAS! :( What's up with that lately? Everything is so dead.

Date: 2011-02-13 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
I can't figure it myself, unless school is just eating up everyone's lives or something.

It's even harder finding well-written fics that feature any IshiNemu. The most currently active IshiNemu fic-writer can't keep Nemu in character for more than a paragraph, and it makes me cry.

I should have known this, getting into an obscure pairing, but all the same, it's depressing. XD

Incidentally, the only writers that seem to do well with IshiNemu characterization are...IchiHime writers.

Date: 2011-02-13 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
I think the time skip threw everyone for a loop and the fandom just hasn't recovered. Probably not enough delusions to run on or something idk.

Pehpig? their summaries look pretty bad. I've noticed a scary lack of keeping Nemu in character in a lot of fics, too. When she does show up in IH fic, she's usually alright, though. Trying to read IshiNemu fics is a crapshoot, though, sob.

Date: 2011-02-13 03:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
You know, that makes the most sense. I can barely wrap my brain around how much has been ignored during the timeskip, so I'm just sorta taking it a chapter at a time too.

...yep, that's the one. And yes, you're spot on...I don't know if I have the strength to sort through the pit! XD

Date: 2011-02-13 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
I think the two most common reactions I've seen are either:

1. lalala this changes nothing lalala my crack theories are still relevant Ulquiorra is still coming back lalala

or

2. \o_O/

Smaller pairings are like that. I couldn't stand reading ShunNana fics after a while because they were all the same, they never updated, and they were kind of boring. It sucks.

Date: 2011-02-13 03:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
1. LOL, really? There are still people thinking Ulquiorra still serves some purpose to the story?

2. Yeah, I think I'm kinda here. Poor Ishida is so neglected too. I wonder if he's going to get that arm back and fully functional...

...:\

This is another reason to hate the ship wars--too much focus on three or four characters, and not enough on anyone else. :< Come ON, fandom--we were given an obnoxiously large cast to play with!

Date: 2011-02-13 05:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
BELIEVE IT OR NOT, YES. They still regularly upload craptons of fanart to DA. It's kind of bizarre.

I think a lot of people are unsure of the timeskip, especially since it really quickly went from reintroducing Ichigo's schoolmates right back into TRAINING ARC!!1! and NEW CHARACTERS~!!1!!

It sucks even more when you like an obscure pairing and can't find a fic with your pairing that doesn't randomly throw three pairings you hate in with it. I had that problem a LOT with ShunNana fics.

Date: 2011-02-13 06:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
Well, better they do it in fanart instead of wanky rants. XD

That's just it--it just ran right into the next development and now there's a new group...the audience is just constantly playing catch-up.

UGH. I hate that. It's like trying to eat around the mold on an old piece of cake or something.

Date: 2011-02-13 06:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
True! They mostly stick to their FCs and don't venture out anymore (thank god). And a lot of steam for the pairing has been lost, because a lot of people were expecting Ulquiorra back before the end of HM. Since it just skipped 17 months, there's been no sign of him, and Orihime doesn't give a shit, a lot of them have wandered back to their homes in IchiRukiland.

I think the audience did a lot of speculation and expected a lot of things to be resolved in certain ways and... it just wasn't. The end of the arc *did* feel rushed, but in a way I'm a little grateful for it. I'm glad Kubo moved on from that storyline because it was *dragging* and needed to be put down badly. If he hadn't spent all that time on the stupid pillars in FKT, or in showing off people no one cared about like Zommari, he might've had time for a proper resolution. :|

Well, old cake tastes crappy anyway, so you just have to get a new cake! The ironic part is that I see more and better GrimmNel and IshiNemu and ShuuRan and RenRuki in IchiHime fics than in their respective categories on ffnet. I only wish IchiHime ficcers liked ShunNana sob.

Date: 2011-02-13 08:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
LOL, I love how you just came right out and said it. I know sane UlquiHime shippers are out there, however few, who are mortified at being associated with the likes of Yulie and Debbie/Bleachness for their sheer level of batshit and the scathing denial of it. I feel for them, honestly. They knew their ship had little to no chance, but now they can't even really enjoy it in public without those two and their sycophants mucking it up for them.

You know, I think you just detailed why I'm having an odd time adjusting to the story currently. You are definitely right in that the arc was dragging by painfully, so it needed to end--but considering how just about every one of the good guys were involved, it just leaves so many questions as to what happened to them, how they reacted--the stuff we really want to see...and we didn't get that. So all the people who were excited to see Tatsuki and the others up and about again, it's a rip-off. Even the main characters were skimmed over--we skipped right to Aizen's sentencing and then that was it, Ichigo was out for a few weeks, and then boom--a year and a half later~ Kinda anticlimactic, really.

That's just what I've been thinking...for all these ship war arguments about how the other side doesn't really understand the story or whatever, the fics from most IchiHime writers come off as the most believable and in-character.

Dude, if I get bored enough, I'm tempted to make a fandomsecret about this. It'd be worth it just for the wanky lolz at how true it is.

Date: 2011-02-13 08:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
Yeah - there are still a few faithful true believers out there that honest-to-god believe UlquiHime is still canon and is going to happen NO MATTER WHAT, but they're mostly reinforcing themselves over at the UH FC on BA. They're not really hurting anyone over there (thank god), but reading that FC is brain-damaging. They keep repeating the same stuff over and over and OVER again, to the point that it's kind of... sad.

Honestly, Kubo didn't do anything I wasn't expecting there. People apparently thought Orihime was going to have PTSD and need Ulquiorra/Ishida/Ichigo to rock her to sleep at night, and she's just fine now, and I think that throws a LOT of people for a loop. I pretty much directly expected that wouldn't happen (because of the way Rukia's problems got resolved at the end of the SS arc), but there are still people out there who think she's sekritly miserable and all. And it goes ACROSS PAIRINGS and it drives me nuts when I see IHers doing it because oh my god, I thought you guys were smarter than that. As for the other characters, yeah, a LOT of them got shafted. Tatsuki, Keigo, Mizuiro, and Chizuru (ESPECIALLY CHIZURU) really got cut out and you never really saw any real resolution between them and Ichigo after the big battle. You get a little nod that Chad and Orihime filled them in while Ichigo was out, then... nothing. They act like normal after the time skip, like from the beginning of the series. And while I can see why Kubo would go for that... yeah, weird and disappointing.

I feel that way, too, actually. I mean, I nitpick on IchiHime fics (because we've had some real stinkers), but on the whole I feel like what I'm reading is more IC than otherwise.

Date: 2011-02-13 09:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
Well, if they're playing nicely in their corner of the sandbox, I am totes ok with that. I haven't been to BA in a while, I'm kind of afraid to scout out the IshiNemu FC, even though I know some of my cosplay photos have shown up in there.

Truthfully, I was expecting to be disappointed on some level about the character interaction, I just wasn't expecting to have a timeskip on top of it, so I have to literally fill in the blanks myself and figure out why everything's like day one again. I certainly didn't expect 'Hime to mope and sob for ages afterward--she wasn't broken by the bad guy, which I do feel is the greatest strength of her character. She got scared, sad and all that--and if Ichigo had stayed dead, I'm sure we'd have a very different 'Hime right now--but mostly everyone survived and like always, Orihime picked up and moved on.

It even looks like she and Ichigo became a little closer during that time, considering she has had multiple invites to his room...honestly, I was waiting for Kubo to say they were already dating just to be an epic troll, but he decided to go a different direction with his troll-tactics for now.

True--with any popular ship, you are going to get all sorts writing it, even those who aren't particularly great at it. But collectively, IH fics have been a little closer to the actual characters, even the ones that aren't Ichigo and Orihime.

I tried reading IshiNemu fics that had IchiRuki thrown in, and fics with IchiHime thrown in--and overall, I noticed that the fics with IchiRuki felt a bit awkward and forced when handling all the characters--and the pairings were almost completely non-interactive with each other. The IchiHime fics, however, tend to have all four characters interact in some way without jarring the narrative.

So generally speaking, if I'm going to find quality IshiNemu, I'm going to have to find it hidden within a good IchiHime fic. ;D This doubles the difficulty of my search, but you and Enelya have been a fantastic intro to IH.

Date: 2011-02-13 06:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cappuccinolady.livejournal.com
Yeah, they can stay over there not bothering anybody, that's fine. And when looking at smaller FCs, you always run the risk of running into the crazies there. About the best I can say is that they ignore the yuri FCs, but then again, almost *everyone* does.

I don't think Orihime's done in the current arc yet, not by a long shot. We've already had foreshadowing that someone may be after her, but I doubt we'll see more of her before Ichigo finishes his Fullbring training. Most likely, the first time we see it in action in an actual fight will be with him defending her from an attacker or something. And I am curious about what the other set of humans with powers wants with her and Ishida.

I had the same experience with ShunNana, actually. It got really irritating when I was reading for Shunsui and Nanao and suddenly the author throws "lol they're going to Ichigo and Rukia's wedding teehee!" in on top of it. I didn't even ship IchiHime at the time, I was just annoyed at the presumptuousness and of them loading random pairings into the small!pairing fic. I mean, if you're going to double and triple up on multiple pairings, you're better off doing it in one of the big pairings (IchiRuki, IchiHime, etc) than in trying to do it in a specialized pairing like IshiNemu.

Enelya's fic was amazing *A*

Date: 2011-02-14 07:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inuyatta.livejournal.com
...I think it's a crime that people ignore yuri--especially with the gorgeous cast that Bleach has. :(

Absolutely not! She's a target, yet again, and frankly, I want to see if she's developed her powers any. I really want to know where Isshin is in all this as well...I mean, if Ishida and 'Hime are likely targets, what about the likes of Ryuuken as well?

AAAGH. THAT'S IT. THAT'S IT EXACTLY.

It's just so out of place and it jars the rest of the story and the settings. Worse still if the tacked-on pairing interacts very little with the small!pairing, or interacts in a way that's just so out of character for any of them and really brings nothing to the story.

It is, thank you again for recommending it to me--I wish she wrote more often! I'd totally read side stories for her other pairs set in 'La Belle et Bete'.

Date: 2011-02-14 12:39 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Dont know how you di it but, this chapter just makes me so freaking eager for the next one ^.^ I liked this chapter a lot, and am excited for the next one ♥

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