Disclaimer: I am having the time of my life NOT owning Bleach.

BYAKUYA'S STORY

Urahara awoke one foggy Thursday morning. Slipping on his hat, he stretched and clomped out of his room. He heard the mail arriving at the door, and went to investigate.

Curiously, today, the mail consisted of only one letter. An invitation with bright sparkly decorations on it, around the words "PARTY!".

"Well that's nice and straightforward" Urahara sighed, opening the card. His eyes widened as he read it:

Party at the Kuchiki mansion this Friday!

Everybody is invited, I will have the portal open to soul society from 5:00 to 5:30 only, so don't be late!

You all know where the Kuchiki mansion is!

Lots of fun!

KUCHIKI RUKIA

P.S. Ni-san doesn't know about his, so don't tell him. He will be working, as usual, never mind him.

"Well well…" Urahara adopted a thoughtful expression for a few seconds before turning and hurtling straight into Yoruichi's room. She was snoring gently, merely a lump under her thick quilt.

"YORUICHI!!!" Urahara yelled at her, snatching her pillow out from under her head and hitting her with it, talking between hits.

"There-is-a-party-at-the-Ku-chi-ki-mansion-to-mo-row!!!"

At the mention of a party, Yoruichi awoke, sprang out from under her covers, grabbed her pillow and asked "WHERE?"

"Tomorrow at the Kuchiki mansion, 5:00. We have been invited by Rukia"

Yoruchi raised her eyebrows.

"Well, little Byakuya might not like his sister doing that…"

"Too bad for him!" Urahara retorted. "That big Kenseikan lover is such a party pooper."

Yoruichi smiled.

"We're going, right?"

"Definitely."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

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Ichigo too, was reading his mail.

A sandwich from Rangiku-san? He tossed it aside. Hmmm… what was this, a party invitation?

"Sorry, I don't go to parties." He muttered, about to throw it onto the pile of discarded mail when two words within caught his eye. "Rukia", and "Kuchiki mansion".

Well…if Rukia and the Kuchiki mansion were involved, he might as well read it, he figured, and opened the card. As he read on he decided- NO. He was NOT going. If Byakuya found out, heaven knows what he would do. He checked what he was supposed to be doing on Friday. Ha, as he had expected, nothing, just – GOING SHOPPING WITH ISSHIN? What? – NO WAY.

"It's party for me, I guess." He whispered.

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Inoue grabbed the invitation, read it, and decided to go immediately.

"And I'll bring a whole basket of exotic snacks with me! Maybe I could tempt Kuchiki Byakuya to try some!"

She ran into the kitchen to prepare.

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Shunsui happily sifted through his mail on the rooftop.

Form, form, form, form, execution form? He took a look at it. Nope, obviously faked by some low level shinigami who thought they would play a joke on their captain. He tore it up viciously, scattering the bits of paper on Nanao, who was below him, sitting at a makeshift desk on the ground and actually working.

PARTY INVITATION!!! Shunsui eagerly opened it and read it. Ooooh, a chance to annoy Kuchiki Byakuya! How tempting!

"Sweet,sweet Nanao-chan, cancel all my plans for Friday night!"

He called down.

"Yes, taichou." Nanao answered grumpily, and starting sending messages off to everybody who Shunsui had appointments with the next night, which was a lot of people.

Poor Nanao.

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Rukia waited in her room in the Kuchiki mansion. She had only sent invitations to four or five people, hoping that she could keep the party pretty quiet and civilized.

Ni-san wouldn't be happy.

At all.

A/N: Please review! It gets better.