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Originally written on or before 2/20/2009 (Chapters 1-15) and 1/27/2012 (Chapter 16)
天国的白雪公主
Opening Theme: Hanabi by Ikimono Gakari
Ending Theme: Life by Yui
Bleach: Cross
Across the Dimensions
Another Shinigami Part 1
White Princess Rebirth
A fanfiction series by Eugena
Rated M for language and violence.
Chapter One: Hollow Showdown
天国的白雪公主
AMERICA — SAM’S COLLEGE
She looked at her watch again. How humiliating. She, the best in her field got laid off. And what was left? To teach. Damn.
She allowed her mind to wander, occasionally catching the glances of her other classmates. They all thought the same as she: Someone, please kill me now so this torture will be over. In a classroom with 22 total students, most came to the certification program because they loved children and always wanted to teach, but something got in the way.
Yeah, she thought, it’s called REALITY. It bites hard. Teaching does not pay the bills. Who cares how much you love the little beasts?
Only two others beside her came for other reasons. She did not press them; she had been humiliated more than enough and any questioning on her part would earn questions in return.
Just pretend you don’t know me. Some unknown face in the crowd.
“Ms. Hawthorne, what are your thoughts?”
The question got her attention, but only once. She hated answering this self-worshiping professor. She despised her. Mostly for what she knew the professor had done.
“I think we stand, as a nation, to lag seriously behind the other first world countries in the next generation.” The professor tried to say something, but she interjected, “I realize they only educate the cream of the crop. This is an excellent idea in terms of what is best for the entire country as a whole. Yes, we cannot compare apples to oranges, as you so often remind us. However, consider the impact of the next Einstein: oops, the boy or girl didn’t get that “aha” moment at the critical time because we as teachers had to dumb down the entire lesson—no the entire unit—for the two students lagging behind. Meanwhile, Germany or Russia or someone else prepares the next batch of nuclear scientist, and who does America have? No one, that’s who.
“We cater to the children who need help. Yet they find none. Help, I say because since this pathetic state education system decided 100% inclusion, the students with the most needs can never be served. They need separate classes. They cannot get the education they need mainstreamed. Statistics and studies should prove it.”
The she looked directly into the professor’s eyes.
“Unless, of course, the researchers were paid off by inclusion supporters.” Just like the stem cell bullshit they had the ignorant kids parrot “help us, help us” about it. Damn crooked lobbyists, you should know, Prof.
“Thank you, I think we have all heard enough.”
Yeah, you have. But I’m not done.
The professor continued to drone on about her own politics, illegal as it was. Yet, it is just like the extremist “democratic” theatre professors that throw politics in your face. Agree that you love them or fail. Be homosexual or they will hate you, the hetero.
But that was nothing compared to the verbal and emotional abuse she had seen several heap upon a very kind and lonely girl. What was that girl’s crime? She was and is bisexual. They could not hate her because she was jerk. They who had certain preferences did not accept hers. Some religions and followers did not believe that homosexuality was real. A few of their followers who did looked at bisexuality as a myth; they said that person was confused or not being honest with himself/herself. To this day, Hawthorne thought of that lonely girl. Hawthorne had been kind to her, had been a friend, but she was not confined to just that part of the campus. She tried to always encourage her, so that she would know she was not alone. There were no gods to pray to, but if she had believed, she would have often prayed the girl did not end herself due to the hatred those who wanted acceptance never showed to her. She did not know where she was now.
Yeah, “fairness” and “understanding,” everyone is a politician, and a crooked one at that.
Looking down at her watch, she looked at the watch itself and not the time. A silent smile crept into her lips. Maybe kids weren’t all that bad. At least there was one thoughtful Japanese 15-year-old out there, and she had inspired him.
天国的白雪公主
ICHIGO’S HOUSE
Ichigo awoke to the sound of his alarm. He covered an ear with one hand, grasped Kon with the other and used him to hit the “snooze” button.
“Hey, what was that for?” Kon demanded. “I outta—.”
Rukia slammed back the sliding door to Ichigo’s closet, where she slept. “Hey, what’s the big deal having the alarm on? There’s no school today.”
Ichigo yawned. “Sorry, Rukia, I forgot to shut it off. I fell asleep reading the book.” He picked the book up off the floor, setting it down on his dresser. A picture of two medieval swordsmen engaged in a duel adorned the cover, along with the title, “Kail the Knight.”
Ruka got up. “You like it that much?”
“Yeah, you’re the one who gave it to me.”
“You don’t have to read it just because of that.”
“Yeah, but I get to think of you when I read it. And it is a good story, even though my English is a little rough. Besides, I—.” he looked away.
Rukia stood over his bed. “What?”
Ichigo looked back at her, unable to hide his blush. “It really reminds me of you. My fight to save you. I mean—I’m nothing great like a knight, but . . . .”
“Oh, Ichigo,” she sighed. She smacked him.
“WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!”
“For being a jerk, not turning off the alarm. And for being so stupid that you don’t realize. . . .”
“Yo,” he said as he stood up and kissed her.
天国的白雪公主
AMERICA — SAM’S COLLEGE
“Kail the Knight,” the thirties woman said to Hawthorne.
“What?” Hawthorne asked, pulling her mind out of the studying-induced stupor.
“Come now,” the woman said, “don’t be shy. A real author in our class. Who would have thought?”
“Yeah, you found me out,” said Hawthorne.
“Wow. You know, I really look up to you. I can’t believe I’ve really met you.”
“I didn’t realize I was so well-known,” Hawthorne brushed the attention aside.
“So, Ms. Hawthorne . . . ? Can I call you Samantha or Sam?”
“Sam’s fine,” she said quickly.
“Sam, dear, you want to be a teacher, too? You’re giving up writing to teach the little ones, oh, how wonderful!”
“Actually,” Sam looked straight into her classmate’s eyes, “it’s called being laid off. Or selling out your own country to foreign ones. I can’t get a job as a copy editor anymore. All the technical writers are taking them—they had all their jobs auctioned off to India and Thailand. So, no, I’m not giving up anything. I’ve simply run out of options.”
She turned away.
“Now, excuse me,” Sam said, “we finally get a break, and I am going outside.”
天国的白雪公主
AMERICA — SAM’S COLLEGE
Sam slammed the door behind her. How much more humiliating would this all get? Is this all I have left? To “fall back” on teaching? Isn’t there anything left? Maybe I should just take that military offer.
She closed her eyes and breathed in slowly. Breathed out. She wanted to scream in frustration. How did this happen?
Her heart beat twice in rapid succession. She felt something, like a pulse of something different.
Just frustration, she thought, nothing to worry about.
Again, the feeling came over her. She adjusted the watch on her wrist, focused her attention on the watch. In the sunlight, the silver-colored band glistened. The outline of the silver butterfly seemed to flutter, as if coming alive.
I need to get some more sleep. Only two hours left for class. Then I’ll get some sleep.
The strange pulsing continued. She saw a black butterfly fly past her and soar higher into the sky.
What a strange feeling I have.
A screech, like a movie monster broke into the air.
What the hell?
The sound came again. It seemed now like a crazed bird.
She ran back to the classroom, and asked the closest person, “Do you hear that?”
“Hear what?” the man asked.
The screech came again.
“That,” Sam said.
The man shook his head. “I don’t hear anything.”
An eerie feeling came over her, and a strange wind brushed past her. Her eyes widened. Creeping along towards them was a strange creature. It looked like a giant lizard with a white mask over its eyes and snout. A gaping black hole remained in its middle.
Sam looked at the man. He didn’t seem to see it.
He looked at her quizzically.
Another creature came beside the lizard. Like King Kong from movies, it looked around, searching for something. It, too, had a mask. It sniffed the air, then, like a dog, seemed to identify something it wanted. It roared and charged towards Sam and the man. She switched a fighting stance facing it.
“Stop!” she yelled. A bright, white light emanated from her watch and surrounded her completely.
谢谢你们的阅读。
CAST NOTES
BLEACH: ACROSS THE DIMENSIONS
Beginning of Series
Not much for chapter one, as I don’t want to spoil anything.
Bleach: Cross Backgrounds may differ from Bleach canon.
IN AMERICA: (original characters)
Samantha Hawthorne: The American author of “Kail the Knight,” a fantasy novel. Though she uses her full name for her books, she goes by Sam Hawthorne. She is a former copy editor. Her employer laid her off to farm the job over to foreign countries*. She is now attending teaching classes to become a teacher.
Sam’s Professor: A self-worshiping woman who does not like anyone who challenges her, particularly Sam.
IN JAPAN AND SOUL SOCIETY:
Ichigo Kurosaki: A human teenager in Japan who became a substitute shinigami. Unofficially in a relationship with Rukia Kuchiki.
Rukia Kuchiki: A shinigami of Soul Society. Affiliation: thirteenth division. She gave her powers to Ichigo that turned him into a substitute soul reaper. She later regained her powers. Unofficially in a relationship with Ichigo Kurosaki.
* AUTHOR’S NOTE (2009): This is an actual problem in America (and perhaps elsewhere).
天国的白雪公主
AUTHOR’S NOTE – DISCLAIMER:
This work is a transformative fanwork, written for entertainment purposes only and not for profit. Canon characters and backstories are copyright to Tite Kubo and applicable others. Original characters and original backstories are created by Eugena. The backstories of several canon characters and some canon elements have been significantly modified for the purposes of this fanwork. These modified characters and modified elements should not be taken as canon from the original Bleach and may not necessarily reflect Bleach’s copyright holder’s original intentions. Works rated M or MA are not intended to be read by minors.
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this work are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
The author hopes this work will help readers further enjoy the original Bleach.
谢谢你们的阅读。
Bleach: Cross: Another Shinigami
Part 1: White Princess Rebirth
Introduction & Chapter List
Cast List & Notes
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