A/N: I know I have a lot on my plate right now, but my best friend told me to go with the plot bunnies as they come to me, so I really wanted to do this after that. I hope you like!

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or make any profit from this.

"You'll be alright, ladies?" Love asked, his tone light as he guided Lisa, Hiyori and Mashiro down the street to their waiting taxi. "You're sure you don't want to stay here?"

"Love, I've told you this twice. This is the last time I'm going to say it." Lisa said calmly. "Sometimes we need a break. So just relax, alright? We'll only be gone for three days, and I'm sure you five can manage safely for that long."

Laughing, Love smiled. "Alright, alright. Have a good time." He ruffled Hiyori's hair gently. "Try not to let anyone kill anyone, alright, Lisa?"

"I've got it under control." Lisa threw the bags into the trunk. "There are only two of them. Mashiro, in." Lisa motioned towards the open taxi door and Mashiro, with a wave at Love, hopped into the taxi, scooting over to the far side. Lisa shut the trunk and climbed in, motioning for Hiyori to sit on her right, away from Mashiro.

"I'm in hell, aren't I?" Hiyori muttered, but she scooted in next to Lisa and shut the door. The taxi drove away, and Love shook his head, grinning.

"So what're we going to do with the girls gone?" Shinji asked. His eyes were dim, and he looked lonely already. Kensei didn't say anything from behind him, standing in the doorway of his room.

"We'll do all the things we don't get to do with them around." Love shrugged, glancing around. Kensei looked pissed off, Shinji looked depressed, and Rose was focused on his manga. "Or not." Love collapsed into a chair, shaking his head.

"We've lived together with the girls for how long, Love?" Rose said, not looking away from his manga. "What don't we do in front of them?"

Love sighed. It was going to be a really long weekend.

"No one is going to keep Shinji in line!" Hiyori snapped. "I want to go home! This is stupid."

Lisa stared her down. She had plotted this carefully, and it was not about to go to waste. "This is our week of relaxation, Hiyori. You need time away from Shinji just as much as we need time apart from the guys. And besides, think of it as three days without Love."

Hiyori threw herself on the hotel bed, glaring at both Mashiro and Lisa. "I. WANT. TO. LEAVE." Hiyori yelled.

"I miss Kensei!" Mashiro joined in, pouting. "Why couldn't he come with us?" Simple, Lisa thought. Because I want you to miss them. I want you to realize that all the arguments and fights that you've been having with them are pointless. I want the screaming and crying and thwacking Shinji into walls – Yes, Hiyori, I mean you – to stop. I can't take all this fighting anymore; it's driving me up the wall and across the ceiling. So if this doesn't make you stop, I'll come up with a plan B, C, D, E, F, all the way to Z and start over. Because I can't take this anymore.

Between the wailing and the screaming, Lisa was beginning to think someone would call management, or worse, the cops. "Both of you be quiet." She said, trying to maintain a monotone. "You're being childish." Hiyori jumped up and aimed a kick at Lisa, who, in turn grabbed her ankle and dangled her upside down. Hiyori quickly remembered why she usually didn't kick Lisa. Hiyori's shirt fluttered down over her head, and before she could hold it back in place, Mashiro blinked.

"Is that a training bra?" Mashiro leaned in, just close enough to see and far enough to be out of her reach. "Hiyori, I don't think you can train them to get any bigger."

"PUT ME DOWN!" Hiyori swung her small body, trying to get loose from Lisa. "Mashiro, you're goin' down!" She thrashed and kicked with her free foot, but Lisa just held her out further, waiting until the tantrum was over.

"We are going to have a good time." Lisa repeated. "I didn't bring my manga or magazines, so I cannot ignore either of you. So you're going to be good, you hear?"

Hiyori went limp, except for her hands, which still held up her shirt. "Fine, whatever." When Lisa set her on the bed, she turned away from both of them, arms crossed, mouth set in a scowl.

"Thank you." Lisa said, hoping that Hiyori wouldn't have another tantrum anytime soon. "Mashiro, not a word of the training bra to anyone." It likely wouldn't do any good, but hey, at least she could say she tried when Mashiro said that to Shinji first thing when they got home.

"Can we order a movie?" Mashiro asked, easily distracted.

"Yes." Lisa was a little relieved that no one was throwing a fit anymore, at least. "I'll help you do that." Sitting next to Hiyori, she helped them order a movie, and, to further her plan, something with romance in it.

Maybe this would work...

"Shinji, you look like someone kicked your puppy." Love huffed, eyeing his friend who sat slumped in a chair. "You miss Hiyori that much?"

"Ehh, I don't miss her." Shinji snapped. "I'm just bored, that's all." He kicked his feet onto the coffee table. "Can't we watch TV or something?"

"Can't you just enjoy the silence?" Rose asked, though his brow had furrowed. He only had one erotic manga, and he was not going to go into Lisa's room. God knows what he'd find in there, especially after last time. Last time... He shook off that thought.

"You're all wimps." Kensei growled. "You miss them already. I'm going to make good use of my free time." He headed down to the training level, though he was scowling more than usual.

All in all, Lisa's plan was going to work.

A/N: I hope you liked it so far, but don't be afraid to tell me what you think!