Ghost Touch 3 up on AO3

Chapter 3 of Ghost Touch, Magic with Class, is up on Archive of Our Own.

I hope to get back to this story sometime and show the mess that happens with the dragon carcass –  it should be flashy. But that’s probably going to take a while. Drat.

Ghost Touch 2 up on AO3

Ghost Touch Chapter 2,  Heart-Wounds and Explanations, is up on Archive of Our Own.

Ghost Touch Ch 1 up on AO3

Ghost Touch chapter 1, Rooftop Escapes, is up on Archive of Our Own.

Currently the story as a whole is still incomplete, but since people asked, I’ll post as much as I’ve got. 🙂

Ghost Touch 3 bit -Starting to Explain

“Hey! Yachiru’s nice,” Orihime said indignantly.

“If you’re not between her and her Ken-chan, maybe….”

Ghost Touch 3 bit – Rescuing Dragons

“Okay, okay!” Keigo’s feet paddled air. “Just a joke, take ten years off my life, sheesh….”

“You shouldn’t worry about Kurumadani, Tatsuki,” Orihime said earnestly, as Chad set a grumbling Keigo down. “He’s probably just the shinigami assigned here to take over Rukia and Ichigo’s Hollow patrol while we were in Tsukikage.

Ghost Touch 3 bit – Sort of a Friend

“Magic?” Keigo almost piled on top of her; realized at the last second just who he was about to fondle, and fell into an ungraceful heap on the roof rather than risk certain death.

Ghost Touch 3 bit – Oops

Not even a glance up. Not good. Ichigo stifled an urge to ruffle her hair as he would Karin’s; Tatsuki would take his arm off at the elbow for trying.

Ghost Touch 3 bit -Assignment

“I know you’re all hard-working, studious youngsters,” Miss Ochi went on, tongue firmly in cheek. “So I’m sure you never spend any time hanging out on street corners listening to the latest adventure songs, and you have no idea who the Seven Spines of the Manticore are-”

Ghost Touch 3 bit – Adventuring Party

Paladin, Miss Ochi ticked off in her head, relaxing in the subtle pulse of inner peace that seemed to radiate from Chad this morning. Favored soul. Orihime, dreamy and talkative as ever, but brown eyes alight with a new fierceness. Aasimar… ranger, from the way his fingers get bloody every time things turn weird. Uryuu felt even more otherworldly than usual today,

Ghost Touch 3 bit – Pieces of a Puzzle

Resting her chin in her hands, Miss Ochi grinned, recalling how she’d first put together that Something Was Up with Kurosaki Ichigo. First, there were the sudden bouts of class-skipping; though his grades hadn’t slipped, by dint of what heroic effort she could only imagine. Then, and almost concurrently, came the sudden rash of unexplained scratches and bruises… and one quiet, grim-faced Kurosaki joining Chad in his daily kenjutsu instruction.

A physician-alchemist’s son, taking up sword-training. And he was good at it.

Yet somehow, carefully, never too good. Mr. Kagine had been overheard to swear Kurosaki was deliberately flubbing some of the moves. Just enough to keep him from any consideration for the competitive team roster. Not that he ought to be on it in the first place, Kagine would hastily add; what swordsman in his right mind wanted to fight without armor?

“Sword-sages do,” Miss Ochi had informed him cheerfully, having run into a few of those rare and closed-mouth swordmasters in her decades of wandering worlds and planes. Decades most of her fellow teachers didn’t even suspect; knowing some very odd alchemists was handy for many, many things. Potions of longevity, for one. “Oh, and some duskblades, and every once in a while you run into a really strange sorcerer-”

Which always made them stop listening right there. Kurosaki didn’t have sorcery. He’d been tested. Thoroughly. Over his father’s strident objections.

Very interesting, those. Most people thought highly of having a sorcerer in the family; it was almost certain proof of dragon blood in their lineage, and so a connection, however tenuous, to the noble creatures that ruled all of Yamato.

Kurosaki Isshin, however, was not impressed by sorcerers. Or nobles. Or even dragons. He was what he was, a healer who treated the patients who came his way, and until three months ago, Ichigo had had every declared intention of following in his father’s footsteps.

Not anymore. Though he doesn’t know it yet.