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Author's Notes: I have realized that it is very difficult to write a story whn you don't have any idea where the story is supposed to go. I promise I will try and wrap this horribly written story up as soon as I can and start on something planned out with at least some planning beyond the first chapter.
The Path of the Soul
Chapter 5:Special Movies
"I am sure it will be fine." Eriol replied with an evil grin, "And after you can do the stuffed animal so that they match." This idea Tomoyo liked. Dressing up a stuffed animal was fun, dressing up a boy in Sakura's costumes – just creepy.
Tomoyo's cellphone rang. "Tomoyo speaking."
"Hoe! You alright?"
"Hai! I am at Eriols house right now… He wanted me to make a movie for him."
"Tomoyo-chan!…" Tomoyo suddenly realized what Sakura must think of what she had just said.
"Not that kind of movie!" Eriol made as if he were going to make some lewd sarcastic comment, Tomoyo quickly clamped her hand over his mouth before he could say anything. "See you tomorrow Sakura-chan."
"This is strange. Usually those guys are very organized about their activities." The Shinigami replied, "The only time this happens is when you try to use the notebook on a human that is disconnected from their body."
"I am not a monster!" She grabbed the toast set out for her breakfast and held it by the corner with her mouth. She met up with Tomoyo at their usual spot, blissfully ignorant of Ichigo's spirit spouting obscenities at her.
"Tomoyo, what happened to the body of that weird guy from last night?"
"Oh, the stuffed animal's spirit was hitting o me so Eriol took the spirit out and we dressed it up in some of you old costumes and videotaped it." Tomoyo smiled, "Some of the older ones were really small and"
"Shield!" Ichigo's soul cutter was stopped inches away from Tomoyo with a loud clang that she could hear.
"What was that?" She asked, looking around for whatever might be attacking them.
"Your new model, I think he wanted to approve the wardrobe before starring in your movie." Sakura giggled and led Tomoyo towards school, "Perhaps we should get his body back for him…"
"After school!" Tomoyo exclaimed, "right now we are late!" She ran towards the school, dragging Sakura behind her.
"Where Is My Body!" Ichigo demanded, but the boy just continued smiling as hs pencil rolled off his desk. He bent over to pick it up, and a photo slipped out of his sleeve and onto the floor. It showed his body in a dusty old mansion, wearing a frilly pink miniskirt and a pink and white top with a bare mid-riff. Both were several sizes too small.
"Oops," Eriol said innocently, "we wouldn't want that to get out, now would we." He picked up the picture and put it into his pocket. This boy obviously had something planned, and it was going to involve blackmailing him.
"Spiritual power of some kind, maybe he can do far seeing or ran into someone who can manipulate souls," the shinigami took a bite of an apple, "maybe even interference of those guys in soul-society."
"People like him can be immune to the book's power, there must be a way to force him into his body… He, and those like him, must die for order to be maintained in the world."