Bleach-Squad-Z

Behind the site of the Ninth Division Barracks, Mamoru was trying dsperately to finally master the Shikai form of his Zanpakto. He had been standing out back for hours on end, trying to figure out how it was done. He stood there trying to rid his thoughts of any sort of his desturbances; Making his mind that of a clear, undesturbed reflection pool. That was becoming increacingly more difficult from the various verbal assaults he was getting from his materalized Zanpakuto. Tora's spirit takes the form of a female werecat with peach skin and turquoise eyes. Her pupils are nomally round, like normal, but become slits when the light hits her eyes

Author's Note: *This is set just before the Soul Society Arc in the canon material, to set the mood and paint a broader picture.* ~~~~~ His paperwork detailing the day’s activity had been turned in. All security reports had been checked, and checked again. Everything had been still at the perimeter when the relief team had come to start their duties for the night. All was quite at Squad Two when Pichi Kin started back toward the company barracks. As vigilant as his position demanded he be, that was somewhat difficult to be accustomed to. In their line of work, tranquility was just another word. Sleep was about as close to it a me

Mamoru's room is located within the Sector C Barracks, and like the other members rooms, was created to their liking by Head Capitan Tyrax's aura. The style of Mamoru's room is centered around a traditional japanese style. His room is 12 x 12 room with a plush turquoise rug across the entire floor. The door to his room is in the left corner when you walk in and the closet is along the left wall. His closet is rather spacious. It contains a few spair uniforms and some outfits that he's accuired from trips to the world of the living. The unusual aspect of his room is the window. Instead of a few windows placed about the back of the room, He has

Today was the day! Today was Mamoru's day off. The wait for it was practically excruciating. During that past week, he had been put through a number of various activities. AND, due to his large size, made it all the more "fun". There was a few easy things, which weren't that bad, like doing paperwork. Now that he thought about it, it was that bad! There was a miniature mountain of just forms and paperwork that ha to be done. Some of it was rather irrelevant, just little things, but it was tedious all the same. But isn't all paperwork like that? There also was sentry duty to be done. But that's basically looking out into the distance at nothin

Memories The girl sat alone in a forest in Rukon District.  Memories of a recent battle surfacing.  Memories that were not hers, yet at the same time they were too vivid to be anybody else's.  The only true clear memory was of earlier that week when she woke up in this strange world.  It was like waking up from a long sleep.  She knew her name, she knew she wasn't human, and she knew that she had a brother somewhere in this world.  What she didn't know…was the sword she was sleeping on.   She left it alone at first and wandered around.  But she kept seeing

THE NO MORE HEROES FANFICTION!!!!!!!!!!!! HELTER SKELTER or is it skelter helter Shane looked at the falling white small dots of frozen water which were intricate patterns if looked closely at it. "So who are you and why are you up here" a man asked his white hair moved with the wind as a put a hand near his hip on his belt. "Shane Mcloud and no reason" he said with a shrug and a grin as he revealed his cane, his hat and hair also blowing in the freezing wind "and you?" The man glared in disgust. "Skelter Helter fif-" he was cut off as Shane ran at him surprisingly fast for a man of his height and age. "SHUT UP WE ALL KNOW THE READERS WANNA