Grape: Grimmjow Jeagerjaques

Strawberry: Ichigo Kurosaki

Orange: Byakuya Kuchiki

Lemon: Yoruichi Shihoin

Lime: Urahara Kisuke

Skittles

They were all thrown into a room together: Ichigo, Yoruichi, Grimmjow, Byakuya, and Urahara.

"Why am I always the strawberry? I'm tired of strawberries!"

"Quit complaining Ichigo. At least there's a reason for yours. How the HELL did I become grape?!"

"Silence, Grimmjow! Be grateful you're here. I could always go Bankai and kill you where you stand; I'm supposed to be the orange."

"Oh, calm down Byakuya. You're not the sour one. I'm the lemon remember."

"Yoruichi, you're the lemon? How wonderful! I'm the lime. We go so well together!"

"Why Urahara, you flatter me so." Yoruichi still in her cat form started to transform back to her human self.

"Wait! Yoruichi! We don't have any clothes for you in here, WAIT!!" Ichigo screamed to late. Before them all stood Yoruichi in all her pride and glory, not a strip of clothes on her.

"My, my." Urahara said, waving his fan in front of his face with a big smile displayed and a deviant gleam in his eyes, stepping up to give her a passionate kiss on the lips.

"Oh, hell. Miss, GET US OUT OF HERE NOW PLEASE!"

"Byakuya who is Ichigo talking to…?"

"The author, I think…"

Giggles "Urahara!" Giggles

Ichigo, Grimmjow, and Byakuya's eyes widen to the way Yoruichi was giggling.

"GET US OUT OF HERE, FAST! HELP MISS! PLEASE GET US OUT OF HERE!"

A booming voice resounds from above and answers the helpless souls below.

"No. Its time for the Bleach Orgy."