Rukia Kurosaki

Sooo many to choose from. Let's just say there are some WEIRD people at my school. All of these were more like 'uncomfortable' than weird, and 2 made me want restraining orders... And these are just what came to mind immediately TT_TT Creeper # 1 Once at lunch somebody nobody at our table knows came and sat next to me and started looking at my manga drawings. He said, "THese are really good... I don't draw, I write. I write something you wouldn't expect." To be polite I asked what he wrote, and he responded, "I write erotica." Trying to keep a blank face I just scooted over, cursing the fact that each bench is only two seats long. Then he went, "I have a hypothesis," and poked me in the side, apparently to test whether a girl aqueaks. Needless to say I didn't, I slugged him and warned him that I can become violent. He just said, "Oh, I don't mind..." Hence, further scooting. Creeper # 2 In the middle of tv class a kid I don't know sat next to me and asked to look at my anthro drawings in my sketchbook. He started calling me his drawing buddy, which was fine until he went for a hgh five and said, "We should draw together sometime, naked..." TT_TT I dress entirely appropriately, if tomboy and punkish, and I act like one of the guys. I scare off most of the creeps, and yet there are some that just don't get it Just Weird # 1 APPARENTLY I can't draw at school. During lunch another pair of guys that know nothing of anime sat by me and complimented my drawings, saying it looked kind of like something they'd seen. Then they tried to say 'Naruto.' ... literally, they couldn't pronounce it. TT-TT Just Weird # 2 On the phone with my ex one time he commented that my voice sounded less like a little girl and more like a woan than last time we'd talked. I kinda said "Thanks" and dropped it. Then later he said, "This is gonna sound weird, but your voice sounds hot..." *facepalm* And HE says 'Weird' guys are attracted to me....

Gin frowned, watching as Bourbon picked himself up and rubbed his left temple. "You didn't have to hit me so hard, Amontillado." The girl frowned and nodded, replying, "If you were breaking in, I wouldn't want you to stand back up. You're lucky the boss hasn't given me a gun yet." Bourbon shuddered and gave a sigh. "So the kid isn't here, then?" Amontillado shook her head. " I lost track of him in a crowd, and then the case got boring, so I came here to do some reading and re-interest myself in something." Bourbon crossed his arms. "Then why are there two okonomiyaki on the table?" Amontillado rolled her eyes. "Do you know what a waste it would have been to leave that detective brat's food to get thrown out? Would you like to tell me if you saved yours?" she snapped. Bourbon frowned, glancing suspiciously at the food before sighing, "Fine... Sorry Gin. Thought they were here." Gin turned and left without another word, and Bourbon followed closely. Once out of earshot he whispered, "I know the boss' record says Amontillado's name is Dapono Agosta, but today she went by Natake..." Gin glanced back at Bourbon. "Natake?" He spoke the name with a bitter edge, and Bourbon snickered, knowing he'd hit a nerve. "Yes. Doesn't she remind you of Kinzie?" Gin glared at nothing, spitting, "Yes. She has the same irritating love of the 'mystery' of a job... and the same taunting blue eyes... But Kinzie's daughter would be at least twenty-five or twenty-six by now... If she was still alive. " Bourbon nodded, annoyed. "Yes, if... but Kinzie was almost as good with disguises as I am. It could be worth looking into, and then we might have our informant as well." If everything went according to plan, Gin and Vermouth at least would want to look into Amontillado's background and find out who she really was. And once they did, Amuro would know the truth. The only problem was what would happen to the girl if Anokata found out before his preparations were finished. A rat in a trap can still bite...If he gets to her first, Kinzie, there will be nothing I can do. Gin nodded coldly, replying, "Yeah. Those FBI rats tried to pull something like what they did with Rye... but unless they got another one in while he was active, or pulled a switch on one of our faithfuls..." He gave Bourbon a firm frown as he got into his Porsche. "Bourbon, the game is over. The players will have to be dealt with another time.Look into Amontillado's records. She is not to be out of your sight." His eyes fixed on the road, Gin drove North, headed to the meeting place for his rendezvous with Anokata. "That woman's dangerous... but I guess if she is still alive, we'll be meeting again. And you won't be able to save even yourself this time, Erru..." Shinichi stopped only once he was holding the crumpled paper out to the first person he ran into at the police station. Doubled over and panting he proffered the message. Subaru glanced at Hattori and Shinichi. He took the paper slowly, mumbling, "Not sure what this is for, but okay..." Shinichi stood and blinked. "Ah, no, that was supposed to be- for..." Okiya had already opened and read the paper, and he frowned, shaking his head. "That's... impossible." Hattori, who had caught his breath, asked, "What is?" Subaru gave a start, then sighed, "I guess there can be no secrets this close to the end... Kudou-kun, Hattori-san, you know who I'm associated with... Ten years ago we had a new recruit, the daughter of the agent Kinzie Natake. This girl witnessed her mother's death at the hands of the Organization, and asked to be placed there to put the killers to justice... But she was killed those ten years ago... Now, this note says..." He held out the paper, and Shinichi scanned it blankly. He had no clue what it meant. "tell RED that L lives..." Hattori shook his head. "I'm good at English and I don't know what that means." Subaru smiled, explaining, "Take a look at it, and pull out only what is in capitals. you have RED and L. What is 'red' in Japanese?" Shinichi smiled, replying, "Akai." Subaru nodded. "You came to the right place. It says 'tell Akai that L lives.'" Hattori blinked. "But who's 'L'?" With another slight smile Subaru replied, "Again, the Japanese." Heiji asked, "The pronunciation of the english letter L?" Okiya nodded. "Erru..." Again he nodded. "Exactly." "But who's Erru? This isn't any clearer, old man." Subaru chuckled at Hattori, adding, "Despite your inherent cluelessness, I assume you're a good detective... Erru Natake, the daughter of Kinzie Natake, is who the note refers to. Apparently she IS alive, which gives us a good advantage over Koibito-san." "What advantage is that?" "So many questions, Hattori Heiji-kun... WE have an ally that no one else knows exists." Back at her hideout, Amontillado finished her Okonomiyaki, putting Shinichi's in a paper bag which she folded and stuffed in her backpack after taking out her gps, transmitter, and tracers. "They don't need to know where I am... Besides, I'm just delivering some leftovers... and news." With a smile she walked quietly up the steps to the fourth floor, aware that Bourbon had been left outside to watch the front exits. "Too bad he doesn't know about this one~" Amontillado closed the exit behind herself and stood up, glancing around. Sure that no one had seen her, she headed down the back alley she had come through back toward the police station. After a few insecure minutes she emerged into a seething crowd and took shelter in the mass of bodies on the move. She replaced the headphones in her ears and hit 'play' on her mp3 player. "The mental features discoursed of as the analytical

DCW's Mil~

Hattori yawned as he turned a corner and turned his baseball cap. "I try an' warn Kudou that his life's in danger, an' he goes an' turns his phone off... Terrible detective work..." He took another step, pausing in mid-stride as an odd feeling struck him. Those guys aren't here, are they? He stopped walking and glanced around discreetly, giving a sigh of relief. No one was following. But less than thirty seconds after he'd began walking again, a transmission was sent through to the cell phone of an elderly-looking man in the restroom of an okonomiyaki shop. "Another rat... do we take care of it now, or let him be the bait?" Shinichi face-palmed and shook his head. "Does EVERYONE know about the Black Organization now?! Why isn't anyone doing anything?" Natake shook her head and put her finger to her lips. "Look, all I'm gonna say is that Kiichiro's real name is Tooru, and he is NOT in a good mood." Shinichi took a sip of his soda as the okonomiyaki was set on the table. "How am I supposed to believe that from someone I've never met? You could just as likely be Bourbon." Natake glared at him, replying, "I have solid proof that I'm a girl, but there's no way in hell I'm showin' anyone. Besides, I found this tracer in your sleeve." "Okay, okay, I believe you, sheesh." Shinichi picked up the tracer... If that's Bourbon, his assignment must be to interfere and find out the same thing as me... So let's give him a red herring." As he stood, Shinichi paid the bill and asked the employee not to tell 'Kiichiro' where they went. Natake insisted on packing her Okonomiyaki and taking it along. "I will not waste the food this man made us, and neither will you!" And so five minutes later, Shinichi and Natake were jogging along a backroad, carry-out boxes in their arms, as Shinichi looked for a likely place to leave the tracer. "Hold this." Shinichi stumbled back as a box was shoved into his arms. Natake snatched the tracer from his pocket and ran out into the street, jerking her head in a signal to follow. In a few moments Shinichi had figured out the plan, and he smiled as he said, "Good idea... Motion and a crowd." Natake took a deep breath before drawing her arm back and throwing the button with exact aim toward the bullet train that was just passing them. It stuck somewhere near the lower end of the outer doors and Natake nodded once. "Okay..." She then grabbed her box of food and ran off, calling, "C'mon, Kudou! We've still gotta outrun him if he's as smart as he thinks he is!" Shinichi followed at a sprint. "But why are you helping me? You aren't involved in this... You can go do what you were before," he reasoned. Natake shrugged. "Why not? Even if you are a famous detective, you've got to have others to help you, or else you'd never make it this far. Everyone needs help sometimes..." She trailed off, watching the crowd in the street as they passed. "Even that guy." She pointed out a teen sitting alone at a cafe table, reading over a menu and glancing around surreptitiously. "Oi, where're you-?" Natake sighed and followed Shinichi to the table as he sat down, "What's going on, Hattori? Your cap's switched...A case?" Hattori stared at Shinichi. "Y- Yer alright... that's good... I heard about this case thing, an' it's really dangerous for you ta do this... Those guys activated a new member, Amontillado, and they sent him after you. And they know everything..." Natake cringed at Hattori's mention of 'Amontillado', then broke into the conversation. As though she didn't already know, she asked, "Who's this, Kudou-kun?" Shinichi froze, then bade her sit. "Ah, Hattori, this is Natake...?" "Just Natake..." Shinichi blinked. "Ah, okay... Natake, this is Hattori Heiji, a friend and fellow detective." Hattori nodded in greeting. "Nice to meet ya." Natake bowed, effectively hiding the beginnings of a smile. "Likewise." She then sat and remained silent while the detectives conversed. After both sides had been explained, Hattori sighed, "Kudou, ya can't take this case... That person is involved. This time it won't be enough that they avoid capture. They want you dead..." Shinichi shook his head. "They can't know. If they did, Ran and Oji-san wouldn't be safe." Concern darkened Hattori's expression as he asked, "Are they?" Shinichi nodded quickly. "I spoke to Ran before I left, and she's fine. Wouldn't there be a more discreet way to get rid of me if they knew that I..." he froze, glancing at Natake. "Uh, how much DO you know about this?" She shrugged, replying, "Everything I could find out from news articles on deaths and bombings in Tokyo, info dredged up from outside sources that shall remain nameless... I don't know what those guys want with you, though... They play the big time. Unless you're important to something bigger, I can't see them taking time to deal with you." Shinichi's mouth twitched at 'Taking time', and he glared at Hattori, who quickly stifled his amused chuckle. "I witnessed a blackmail deal a while back, and one of the guys tried to kill me." Natake raised an eyebrow suspiciously, inquiring, "How exactly did you survive an attempt on your life by those guys?" He froze at the question, and Hattori jumped in. "Ya see, he got to the hospital in time to save his life, but then he was put into a witness protection program, 'cause the guys who did it weren't caught..." Natake shrugged, replying, "You don't have to be so defensive... It's not like they're... Dammit, Kudou! Bourbon's still looking for you, you idiot! How could you sidetrack us like this?" She stood quickly and dragged Shinichi up by the arm, pulling him along as she sprinted through the pedestrians. "Feel free to come along, Bakkatori..." Heiji grumbled, "It's Hattori, Hattori..." but followed nonetheless. Within five minutes the three out-of-breath teens had reached a back road alley that stretched for what seemed like miles, and Natake finally seemed satisfied that they'd lost Bourbon. "You can slacken the pace if you'd like, Kudou-kun." Hattori glared at her. Oh, so ya get HIS name right? She turned and gave him a blank glance, turning back without a word, and he twitched a bit, feeling like she'd read his mind. Good thing this girl's on our side... Shinichi slowed down a bit, asking, "So, Natake-san... That's your surname, right?" She nodded coldly as he added, "It sounds familiar... I just can't place it. Can you tell me your name?" She turned away sharply, staring at the wall of the alley. "You don't have to, it would just help... sorry." Natake sighed, glancing at the others, and then sped up a little, walking on ahead. "Ah, we're slowing for a bit, Natake-san..." She said nothing and headed off as neither of the others made a move to follow. "I think ya upset the kid..." After several minutes of awkward silence and walking, the detectives caught up with the girl, who had stopped just outside the alley and was leaning against the wall, reading. As they approached she neither looked up nor acknowledged them, but she did read a line aloud. "He is fond of enigmas, of conundrums, of hieroglyphics..." She closed the book and tucked it into her backpack, adding, "Someone I knew was like that..." Her gaze never left the ground, and she started walking again silently. After a moment she added, "Come on, Kudou, Bakkatori..." Shinichi and Heiji followed, the latter grumbling about the butchering of his name yet again, as she led the way through crowded streets and abandoned roads to a decrepit building that looked like it had once been a storehouse. She motioned for them to follow as she entered a window unabashedly and plunked herself down beside a pallet. "Make yourselves at home. We may have to wait it out here. Third floor's got a restroom that works plumbing-wise on Tuesdays." Hattori grimaced, asking, "D'you LIVE here?" Natake's face lost all expression, and she dead-panned, "Do I LOOK like I live here? This is just a hideout spot for when things get tight during a case..." "So you're a detective, too?" Natake frowned, replying, "Sort of... I guess." Hattori risked another question. "How safe is this place?" The girl shrugged again. "If somebody wanted to get in, nothing'd stop 'em, but there's not a good chance they'd be looking here to find anybody." She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. "Wake me up if anything happens..." After twenty minutes trying to also get some rest Heiji sighed and turned to Shinichi. "Look Kudou, I don't trust this place to be a good hideout for long. Bourbon's pretty good at getting information, no matter how well you hide it. He'll have people looking for ya, and odds are for her an' me too... If he gets a lead, we're as good as found, an' I'm pretty sure he's got more up his sleeve than acting like an old guy..." The boards on the door shook as a boot struck against them three times, and Bourbon's voice sounded from the other side. "I told you, this is it." "Dammit..." Shinichi stood, shaking Natake's shoulder. "Get up! They're here." Hattori grabbed a piece of plywood, holding it before him like a kendo blade as the girl stirred and looked around. She hopped up as the voice sounded again. "No... Amontillado ran off again as well. Odds are they're here..." Natake grabbed one of Shinichi's arms and one of Hattori's, dragging them to the stairs. "Go up to the fourth floor, quickly. There's a way out under the fifth floor stairwell that leads to the East exit. Go to the police station and get help. Hurry it up, Kudou!" Shinichi frowned. "Aren't you coming?" She shook her head, shoving them forward. "Just give this to someone at HQ." She shoved a crumpled paper into Hattori's hand and turned around as the first board was pulled free. "Leave now," she whispered, walking to the door. She put a pair of earbuds in, pressing a button on the mp3 player she'd snatched from the table and picking up the fallen plywood. Shinichi looked to Hattori, who nodded, and the two raced up the stairs as silently as they could, headed up to floor four. The sound of boards breaking and a voice carried up to them as they sped up. "Don't worry, they're he-" The sound was cut off by a loud thump, followed by a softer one. "What are you doing?!" Shinichi bit his lip and ran faster, resisting the urge to race down the stairs and face Gin, who had just spoken. That sound must have been Bourbon running into something, or... He remembered the board Natake had been holding. She might have struck him, but... There's no way she would have been allowed to do that, but there hadn't been another sound after Bourbon had fallen. He could hear the next voice loud and clear over the transmitter that accompanied the note Hattori held. "Sorry, Gin-sama... I thought he was a burglar... I was listening to some Poe, so I didn't hear you announce yourselves. I'm sorry you had to take the door down... Was there something you needed?" "An explanation as to why you ran off with the target and tried to shake Bourbon would be appreciated," Gin replied coldly. Shinichi recoiled as Hattori grabbed his arm and pulled him to the opening in the stairwell. "I left on my own to pursue him when he ran off... Then I decided to leave it to the guy assigned this petty job and take a nap before my meeting with the boss..." As they closed the makeshift door behind them, Gin spoke three words that left him frozen, addressing Natake with a familiar tone. "Thank you, Amontillado..."

I'm only five feet tall --

5 is Hei's mask from Darker Than Black~

Nope, 1. I've never cosplayed as Orihime, only Rukia. For this, I'd have to say 1~ 1- I've never watched SAO. 2- Bourbon is my favorite Black Org member. 3- I have 2 katana.

-- Well, it's one of my favorite songs, so I'll be using it for a while.

I love the song Shattered, and I've been wanting to make new amvs, so~ Now that the Secret Santa gifts are revealed, I can finally post this~ It's the gift for Anime Girl 4 Eva. <3 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLoB3SOr2Kk Here's another, made today~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5POTPBLFQKg

I'd say 3~ I'm getting one soon too. 1) I once cosplayed as Orihime~ 2) I love Mary Higgins Clark's mystery novels~ 3) I eat everything I can with chopsticks~

Avi: 2 Sig: 3 Very Ari~