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Hi there

Mkays, so I only let myself start this story only if I deleted or discontinued one of my other ones.

Note: because I needed to delete/discontinue a story, my Code Lyoko: Pentagonal Mishap will be discontinued, and if you want to take it, be my guest. Check my profile for the story :)

So I had a hard time figuring out who the main girl character should be. Since I decided to make this an AU story, I promised myself that I would not make another OC. :) It might seem stupid, but oh well. So this will be an UlquiorraxTatsuki story. Odd, yes, but give it a try, yes? Of course :)

Prologue

If anybody asks, it was my lil’ bro’s fault. Entirely. Cause.. it kinda was! … sorta kinda… sorta kinda maybe. … okay, maybe almost, but who’s gonna know the truth? Besides, I’m not the one who introduced to me Karakura Online Chatroom.

Yeah I know how lame it sounds. That’s partially why everybody at my high school laughs at it. But wow, it’s so fun. That must’ve came out weird, coming from me.

Grrrr… I should explain myself shouldn’t I? I was being a good big sister and handing my lil’ bro a cookie, and he was nice and polite about it right? Wrong. Stupid twerp literally kicked me out. Naturally, I barged back in to see what he was doing. I saw the chatroom. I saw it! And do you know what I did? I laughed at him. I personally had never tried it yet, but I laughed at him because everybody at my school said it was lame.

Yeah I know, me? Following the crowd? Well.. this is just a special case.

I made a bet with him. He bet me 20 bucks that I would go on and have fun. Haha right? Haha? … No haha. I agreed, so I purposely made an account to prove him wrong and to open his eyes to see how lame it actually was.

Well, now that I think back on it, it was quite a nice system. The chatroom was only made for Karakura citizens. Only. You’d type in all your information, and if your information was correct, your ID would show. This of course would be private, and another person could only see if you allowed them to. They give you a PIN code that is shown at all times when you’re on so people can know if they’ve talked to you before. You have a username that you can change whenever you want. Just as long as your PIN code was still there.

There’re games, prizes, blog sites and a lot of other damn cool stuff. I know I’m being very general right now, but I’m sure you get the picture. And the best part is that there’s a search filter so you can talk to people your own age. Not anybody younger though. This isn’t a pedophile chatroom mind you. And if you really want to talk to somebody younger, like say someone like family, you have to send a Private Message to the person, telling who you are.

And guess what? No fake identities, everything is 100 percent …… umm… what was the word? Autopsy? Anatomy? Au.. Authentic!

Yeah yeah, you probably think I’m some sort of freak, talking about a super cool chatroom. Well, that’s just how it all works. Now, I’m just getting to the good part!

Chapter 1

“What? The trip is cancelled?” a girl with long orange hair gasped in surprise.

Meet my very best friend. Yep, even better friends then that freak Ichigo. Her name is Inoue Orihime. She’s very shy, and subtle… and.. naïve.. and… well… kinda clueless. Don’t get me wrong! She’s not one of those air headed cheerleaders who’re stuck up and such. No way. I’d never be best friends with that type of kid. She’s kind and selfless. Although.. don’t tell her, but she is a bit air headed and clueless.. but she’s very nice. And if I see anybody giving her problems, than I’ll personally beat you up.

And if you haven’t taken the hint yet, I’m Tatsuki btw. Yeah, now that that’s all settled, I looked up at the notice bored where the notice was held up.

“Hrmm, so it is..” I said. I was actually not that sad. Now I wont miss any karate classes.. not to mention that I wouldn’t have to part from my beloved computer. Oh yeah, about the bet with my brother… I owe him. :(

…. You notice the emoticon? Haha, it’s just habit now. Too much chatting.. same w/ the acronyms.. shortcuts.. etc. :) ….. yeah.. just another random thought… :D

“Aweee” Orihime pouted. “I was really looking forward to that trip!”

“Oh well.” I walked away boredly. Nobody knew about me and the chatroom, and I plan it to stay that way.

“Tatsuki-chan! Aren’t you disappointed?” Orihime walked with her.

“Meh, I don’t really care. If I go, yay. If I don’t, oh well, I wont have to miss any karate classes.”

“You’re so dull Tatsuki-chan.”

We entered the caf. (short for cafeteria if you’re wondering.) and like usual, we saw the largely divided groups in the area.

The table that probably standed out the most is probably the art kids. They were a big group, so they had to separate into 3 tables. The first table were the theatre/drama kids. They’re the ones who aren’t too bad. Just a little stuck up and snobby. The second table were the kids that paint and draw. Mostly paint though. They show their “artistic” style by what they wear. In other words.. they painted their clothes. … Yeah I know. And the third table, I’m not sure if they should be classified as art kids. I guess what they did kinda related to theatre. They were mostly ventriloquists and mimes. Nice? Hrmm.. not too sure myself.

Closely related to the art kids are the emos. Not to be too discriminating.. but.. they creep me out a lot. All the make up, and the way they dress. Okay, I don’t mind the way they dress… in fact, I kind of like it. But it’s just the way they talk. Creeps me out.. a LOT!

Another group that stands out would probably be who I call the “Fighting” kids. Lame name, but it’s not only me who says it…. Trust me. But anyways, rumors go around about these kids saying that they do drugs and have guns. The school itself however already has a good group of drugees.. but.. hrm.. the weapons kind of scare me.

Hrmm.. Who else do we have? Ah yes! The nerds and the geeks. They themselves take up 4 tables. They have all the sci-fi guys, the computer geeks (JUST BECAUSE I GO ON THE CHATROOM DOES NOT MAKE ME A COMPUTER GEEK…. Just a thought…) , the smarty pants, the … err…. Kids who play the DS, gameboy.. and people who bring their gamecube to school.. and the um… err… kids who cant really do anything.

Okay, so I’ll just cut to the chase, because they’re so many groups in the school, that I’m not gonna bother naming them all. I just hope you get the picture. The two I’m about to talk about now are what really matters here.

First, I’ll tell you about my group. I know since it’s coming from me, I sound cocky.. but we’re the “Popular” group. The school has another group for the Jocks and the Cheerleaders.. but we have some of them in our group too.. So there’s another connection for ya! We own only 2 tables however. The main group sits on one table, and some of the jocks and cheerleaders in our group sit on the other.. since.. well.. they’re cool and all but.. I unno.. they just don’t really fit with us. /

Since it’s my table, I’ll tell you who sits in it. There’s me, Orihime, Ichigo, Rukia, Renji, Toushiro, Ikkaku, (sometimes Yumichika, who also belongs in the drama/theatre group) , Ishida (also belongs to the err… geek/nerd group.. but he usually stays with us most of the time) and Chad. I know eh? The guy to girl ratio is totally whacked. I mean.. sometimes we do have some other girls, but.. meh.. I don’t like them that much. There’s Hiyori, who is kinda cool.. but she and Shinji only hangs out with us once in a while.

Then… there’s our relative group.. who we recently haven’t been getting along with. The “cool” group. You must think that “cool” and “popular” should be the same right? Well I hate to blow it to you, but you’re wrong. Sure, we influence eachother. Like if the cool kids like some stuff, than it automatically becomes cool and popular. See the relation? And if things become popular, the cool kids have to be in on it too, or they wouldn’t be cool well… cause majority wins right?

Unlike us, who sometimes let other groups join in, they don’t let any outsiders in. That’s why WE are the “popular” kids who everybody likes.. while they are “cool” (sometimes snotty) who other kids don’t like very much. Most kids like them… but not all. And they have this strange alliance with a couple of teachers too actually, now that I think about it. The alias for the “cool” groups was the Espada. Weird name if you ask me. It sounds like some cult. O.o … All of these people in the group are great martial artists.. or to put it plainly, they are excellent (egg salad.. haha… get it? No? ok.) fighters. Like actually. No joke.

Sure we have a couple of good fighters too.. but apparently, we’re too feeling and moralistic to be in there little group, which kind of pisses me off actually. In that group, they have, Stark, Halibel, Neliel, Ulquiorra, Noitora, Grimmjaw, Zommari, Szayel, Aaroniero and Yammy. I actually don’t think that’s their real names. It’s so.. weird. I think it’s just an alias.. Note: I think.

Like I mentioned before, lately, we haven’t been getting along very well. Usually, we’d just mind our own business. But our Ichigo, and their Grimmjaw are always bickering. Renji and Ikkaku usually back Ichigo up, and then Yammy and Noitora get kinda irritated and angry. Hitsugaya, Ishida and Chad usually try to calm everybody down. But then that Szayel, Halibel and Zommari retort back to them, and start to have a fit. Us girls, Neliel (not that she’s not a girl), Ulquiorra and Stark usually just sit back. In our group, we usually just try to stay out of it while Stark is just lazy, Ulquiorra doesn’t bother to do anything about it, though when it gets rough, he finds a way to stop it, and Neliel.. well I think it’s because she just doesn’t like it. /

Well, that’s just how it usually goes.

Orihime and I walk up to our table. But to do that, we have to walk by the “cool” table. Well, as we walk by, the feminine dude, Noitora, just has to start something. You know what he did? He was sitting on the side, and when we walked by him, he ran his hand up Orihime’s thigh. Ugh, what a freak. Like actually. That made me pissed off bad.

Orihime, being shy, she didn’t know what to do and got nervous. I whacked the guy’s arm away. “Yo, buddy!” I said to him. “Keep your filthy hands off of my friend.”

And do you know what that asdkfjaksjd;fkajs freak did? He did his stupid sick grin.

“Tch, what if I don’t karate chick? You gonna do a karate chop on me?” he sneered.

I glared at him very intensely. “I don’t think that’d suffice buddy.” I got closer to him to be more intimidating. Nobody can do that to me, Rukia or Orihime. That just sickens me. “I’d hunt you down and burn you. Then, when you’re dust, I’ll get a mouse to eat you, so when people asked how you went, I can say that you were eaten by a mouse.”

Yeah, I admit I’m can be menacing, but I probably cant pull something like that off.. especially to Noitora, who is very strong… very.

“Very scary.” He nodded as he ate his lunch. “But what if I kill you first huh?”

I gave him a disgusted look. “Don’t talk when you’re eating….” I was cut off by Stark.

“That’s what I tell him.” He nodded to me.

Stark was okay. He was kinda.. flirty.. meh.. but he doesn’t act on it too much.

“And what I’d do? Meh.. if you kill me, I’ll find a way to bring you down with me.” I gave him my best smirk.

“Hrmm.. interesting.” He said. But he wasn’t looking at me when he was talking.. Okay, he was, but not my face. The creep was checking out my legs. He even had the nerve to lift up my skirt uniform up a bit.

“Very nice legs.” He added. “I’m surprised, for a sport girl, you don’t have that many scrapes.

I slapped him.. hard. I was actually very proud of myself. It wasn’t like a weak “schhhmackk” it was more like a, “SCHBAAAAAMM!” .. I guess that sounds more like a punch though. …Hrm.. Maybe it was a punch.

“Do you want me to rip off your balls?”

Noitora didn’t give any sign that the punch actually hurt, but everybody there knew it did.

“No, but I want you to suck them.” He had his sickly grin on again.

I was gonna retort, but Ichigo came swooping in.

“Yo, everything okay here?” he was addressing everybody there, but he was also glaring at Grimmjaw.

Noitora’s expression relaxed into his sly face. “Everything is fine here isn’t boys? .. and girls…” His table slightly agreed.. or rather didn’t give any indication whatsoever.

“Yep, okay here.” He smiled again.

“Well then I’ll guess we’ll be going then.” Ichigo dragged both me and Orihime back to our table.

“So what really happened there?” Ichigo frowned at us.

I was actually gonna start freaking, but Orihime gave me a look that totally said, “don’.anything” And then, I just replied, “Nothing much.”

Boredly, I stalked to my table. Pathetic freaks. I want them to leave, but the lame females would not stop stalking me. Stupid. It was like this for all the “Espada” members.

I forcibly pushed Aaronierro down the table with an arm so I could sit down. Across from me was Noitora, and I noticed his cheekbone was getting red, obviously from some sort of hit. I looked down the table to see Grimmjaw, Zommari and Yammy laughing and teasing him about it. Tch, waste of time and energy. I didn’t ask about it though. If it was important, the other members would’ve told me. Besides.. I’m not pathetic. I don’t find it entertaining about a stupid hit. It’s.. naïve and stupid.

I peered down the room and saw the “Popular” table. They were laughing and joking with eachother. I gave them a disgusted look, not that they noticed. It’s disgraceful for them to be our relative group. It’s very cliché but, having fun is so outdated.

“Yo Ulquiorra,” I heard Stark talking to me. Was that Stark? Whatever. I don’t care. Wait.. something about.. a chatroom?

“What?” I gave him an intense stare, but he was really the only one who had absolutely no affect on it.

“I said if you heard about this Karakura Online Chatroom.”

For once, and God knows why, I was actually interested in something as stupid as that. “What is it?”

“.. err.. a chatroom?”

I didn’t sigh, but I probably gave a small hint of one on my face. “No shit.”

“Well, anyways, it’s supposedly lame, but some people say it’s not as bad as it sounds. … Well, the geeks say it anyways.” He chuckled.

“Your point?” Stark always talked about pointless things. Like how his orange is orange. Bottom line is that I don’t care.

“Well I don’t know, just thinking that if I’m bored I might try it out.” He stretched.

“Hn.” And that was the end of that conversation. A waste of breath really.

After lunch, I closed my locker, shoved my hands in my pocket and walked off to class. I was slightly relieved how the hall was empty. I don’t really feel like going to class. It’s not like I actually learn anything. My grades are top, no matter if I go or not. But I still found myself strangely in front of my class. As long as I’m here, I might as go in.

I slammed the door open for no particular reason. I just did.

“Ah yes, Mr. Schiffer, how nice of you for being late. Again.”

“Hn.” I didn’t care. Whatever. Aizen can do whatever he wants. I saw him smirk. He didn’t give me a late slip. Not that I was complaining.. I’d have to go to the office for a while if he did.

Another student ran in the door, despite that I was blocking the entry. If I was any other fool in the Espada, I’d trip and fall. But obviously, I’m not like that. I was just pushed to the side, which was surprising, since it was a girl.

“Sorry I’m late Mr. Aizen.” The girl gasped out. She was running. Stupid. If she would’ve kept her cool, he probably would’ve not given her a late slip like he was doing now. Not that I cared in any way.

“Well Tatsuki, I think you’ll learn your lesson next time.” His voice bellowed.

The girl looked a bit downcast but took the slip anyways.

“Well, would the both of you sit down at the back then.” Aizen said as he stood up.

We both glanced at the science table at the back. Oh joy, I have to sit with her. I recognized her from the “Popular” crowd. The martial arts girl? Wonderful. I would’ve settled for a geek instead of her.

“Now that we are all settled in, get your homework from last night out ready to hand in.” Aizen said, a little bored. “Today we’re learning about Polynomials. Joy.”

What was that irritating sound? A fly? No. It was definitely the girl. Was she trying to get his attention? I gave her an intense stare like I did to Stark. “What?”

Unlike Stark however, she did give a reaction. But unlike the other Espada members, she didn’t shudder either.

“Took you long enough.” She glared at me.

Who glares at me? Nobody. Not that I could think of.

“Did you finish the homework?”

“What homework?’ I stared boredly.

“So that’s a no…”

“Hn.”

“Hm what?”

“Hn.”

“Hn?”

“Hn.”

“That’s irritating.”

“Hn.”

“Ugh, whatever.”

“Tatsuki.” A sharp voice called out to her.

“I like how you’re trying to win Ulquiorra’s heart but you’re just gonna have to do that after class.” Aizen smirked at her.

“Sorry sir.” She frowned, but didn’t say anything else. Instead, she scurried to finish her homework

“Alright.. so.. on with the lesson,”

The class droned on. Sure, Aizen, along with some other teachers did favour the Espada, but it’s not like the “popular” crowd didn’t have a few teachers in their favour too. Like his science teacher, Urahara, who liked to humiliate not only students in general, but the Espada in particular. Not that he really cared. His stupid jokes had no effect on him and some other members, but certainly had an effect on a particular espada. Tch.. (I’m talking about Grimmjaw.)

And at the end of the class, I told Aizen I was busy, and he let me pass without any demerits. The girl however, (Tatsuki was it?) was scolded for the messy numbers scrawled across the page. I swear, if I was a fool, I’d scream “Yay me” (but I’m not).

When I got home, I immediately grew bored. Homework? That didn’t really matter. The things for the classes that I actually have to work for were all done. I stared at my computer screen and recalled the conversation I had with Stark at lunch. The chatroom?

Tch.. what if it was lame? That would be a total waste of time. But I did say “if”. I ended up searching on google, “Karakura Chatroom” and I made an account.

I had to admit. It was slightly amazing and sort of weird that they found my whole profile by my postal code. I had to make up a username. What though? It couldn’t be anything to obvious, or if it was really lame, people would recognize me and I would never hear the end of it from Grimmjaw.

But I’ll play it on the safe side. I’ll make it sound like Grimmjaw. What would he do? Ugh, I cant believe that I actually asked myself that. Hrm.. probably something like “sexmeup666”. I wrinkled my nose. I would never go by that name.

I pondered a little more and somehow thought about the Fighter Group at our school. Weapons and drugs? Tch… I guess I’ll just sound like them. How about EcstasyBlade? .. Sounds kind of cheesy, but whatever, it’s good enough.

(4:02pm)EcstasyBlade has now logged on.

I waited for a very long time. Oh wait.. it’s only 4:03. Joy. So much for chatroom, nobody’s talking. A window popped up on my screen.

Do you want to fully exercise the

experience of Karakura Online Chatroom?

Then you’ll have to start the chat!

Have fun!

I sighed. Oh well, it’s not like anybody here knows me. I looked at the list of people that were my age, and I found an interesting username. I clicked on it.

EcstasyBlade says: Hi.

Surprisingly, I didn’t have to wait long for a reply.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Hello.

EcstasyBlade says: Interesting name.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: :) I know.

EcstasyBlade says: Care to explain?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: This fag at school tried to feel me up, and was looking at me weirdly. Need I say anymore?

EcstasyBlade says: Tch, reminds me of someone.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Who? A friend?

EcstasyBlade says: Not really. More of an acquaintance. Really annoying.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Nice. I will rip off his balls tomorrow though.

EcstasyBlade: And you didn’t do it today because….?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: haha, my actual friendwho’s annoyinginterrupted me.

EcstasyBlade: That’s too bad..

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: tell me about it. So, what does your name mean?

I thought for a moment. I’ll just pretend I’m one of those macho freaks.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: hello?

EcstasyBlade says: sorry. But, it’s just something I’m into.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: What? There’s a drug that’s a blade?

EcstasyBlade says: no. I do drugs.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: really? Adsjfkl;! You’re around the same age as me aren’t you?

EcstasyBlade says: asdfjkl;?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Oh,….. that’s just my BS word. Bad words dont show up here.

EcstasyBlade says: I see. And what if I’m the same age as you? What difference does it make?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: I guess…

There was a moment of silence in the conversation. I really didn’t know what to say. I already said more than what I usually say, especially in reality. I guess when you’re talking online, you become more forward and talkative.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: I think you’re lying.

EcstasyBlade says: How so?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Just a feeling. It’s the same with my annoying friend. It just feels weird when people are lying. It’s like a gut feeling you know?

EcstasyBlade says: do you always trust this “gut feeling”?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: I guess so. It has never failed me before. Never.

EcstasyBlade says: Then believe what you believe.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Okay. I believe that you don’t do drugs, and you’re acting like something you’re not.

I was about to reply but some idiot joined the conversation. It irritated me how the girl could understand me so well, even if we are talking on a virtual chatroom.

(6:07)SexWeed has joined the chatroom.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: asdfjkl;

SexWeed says: Hey babe, I was looking for you through all the rooms. Who’s this you’re talking to?

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Piss off buddy, you’re annoying.

SexWeed says: Chill babe, I don’t mind if you flirt with anybody else on here, but calm down.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: asdfjkl;. Me calm down? You should give up and not waste the energy. I only talked to you because I didn’t know what to do on here. And you know what? You’re a freak. Leave me alone.

SexWeed says: Haha funny. But if you want me, you don’t have to play hard to get, you’re too hot for that.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: wtf? One. You don’t know how I look like and Two. I actually don’t want to talk to you. Actually. And Three. Don’t ever talk to me again.

SexWeed says: Hey, I’m getting really irritated with you. I gave you my address, so just come already, we’ll have lot’s of fun.

EcstasyBlade says: Yo fag, get the picture already, she doesn’t like you, beat it.

SexWeed says: and who are you that gives you the authority to boss me around, and into our affairs?

EcstasyBlade says: You’re the one who came in the middle of our conversation first. And btw, she’s my girlfriend.

(6:30)Sexweed has left the chatroom

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: ….. thanks.

EcstasyBlade says: np

EcstasyBlade says: and you’re half right I guess... I don’t do drugs.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: But if you don’t do drugs.. then that really gives no reason for you to put up that username.. which means… you’re pretending to be somebody else. Doesn’t it?

EcstasyBlade says: maybe.

The girl is good. I cant believe she figured me out. Oh well, it’s 7, time for dinner. I said my goodbye, and I was kind of surprised at what she said back.

I’mGonnaRipYourBallsOffFag says: Okay, ttyl

Okay, I guarantee you that the rest of the chapters will not be as long as this one. The only reason the first chapter was so long, because… it’s the first chapter! I had to explain things.. plust the prologue. I guarantee you that the following chapters will not be as long as this one.

Please review. Even if you don’t like the pairing, just review and say that you don’t like it! That’s good enough for me :P

Haha, okay then,

Ttyl 3

-smellysoap