WOO! SEQUEL!!!!!!! Well, you all secretly knew it was coming, didn't you? *wink* Anyways, there is another sequel to the original story by nightwolfespada0 that you MUST read! It'll probably be better than this version anyways.

I would also like to apologize for making you wait in suspense this whole time, and maybe causing suicides from reading my depressing ending to the original. Hopefully, nothing like that actually happened.

I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Bleach, which we should all be fortunate for, because my gawd I can't draw or use graphic designs to save my life.

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Toushiro found himself on some strange island.

Behind him were a large amount of palm trees, and what seemed to be some strange, large complicated tree house. But he noticing this was just something he learned to pick up as a captain. It didn't capture his attention at all. He was focused on the girl standing at the edge of the water. Her blonde hair gently flew behind her as the salt water gently blew on to her face. However, Toushiro was not fortunate to see her face. He only saw her hair, her plain white dress, and her feet, barely being washed by the shallow water splashing over them. The sun was setting not far to the right, but its beauty didn't compare to hers at all.

It was silent.

The only sound was the waves softly splashing the shore.

Then she started to sing.

"When you walk away, you don't hear me say, please, oh baby, don't go…"

Her voice slowly trailed off with her as she and the scene slowly started disappearing. Suddenly Toushiro felt a sharp push from his right and a yell followed closely after.

"CAPTAIN!!!"

Toushiro fell out of bed.

"WHAT THE HELL MATSUMOTO!!!!!!!!"

Matsumoto crawled over the bed and saw him on the ground. She smiled.

"Good morning."

"WHY THE HELL'D YOU WAKE ME?"

Matsumoto put her finger to her lip and wore her "thinking" face.

"Oh yeah!" she said, her face no longer having a strain full look on her face.

"There's a meeting soon."

"This early in the morning?"

"Captain, it's 2 in the afternoon."

Toushiro looked confused. Then his cheeks flushed red.

"That's right…" he mumbled to himself. He had woken up much earlier, but didn't want to face a world where this beautiful girl didn't exist to anyone else, so he had forced himself to sleep again.

"What's right?" Matsumoto asked.

"Never mind. Get out, I need to change."

"Okay dokey!" She said. She closed the door behind her.

"Damn…" Toushiro thought to himself.

I hate reality…

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"Have you seen Grimmjow anywhere?"

Aizen had put Ulquiorra on duty to see if anyone had known where Grimmjow was. No one had seen him for the last year and to be honest, no one really cared about each other and their health, but Aizen wanted to make sure he wasn't rebelling or doing something horrible like that.

Halibel shook her head no and left Ulquiorra standing there. He sighed.

Of course not, he thought. Halibel had a restraining order put against him. Then again, maybe it was a good thing SHE specifically hadn't seen him.

Ulquiorra walked through the halls, bored.

Why is this castle so big…?

In his opinion, the castle was the mix of a mental institute and Ikea:

Completely white, and no humanly way possible to get out.

He turned a corner to see another long hall ahead of him. He sighed and continued walking. He only had one more person to ask, after all.

Many hours later, he eventually came to right hallway. He knocked on the one door in this unnaturally long hallway. The door opened.

"Yes?" Szayel asked. Ulquiorra had a blank look on his face.

"Have you seen Grimmjow anywhere?"

"I'm glad you asked!"

Ulquiorra heaved a deep sigh as Szayel giddily walked over to one of his tables. Ulquiorra reluctantly followed.

"I have something to ask you, Ulquiorra."

"And what is that?"

Szayel smiled.

"Do you remember what happened a year ago from today?"

Ulquiorra's face was still blank.

"Of course not. I can't remember every single day."

"Do you remember what happened the week from a year ago today?"

"No, we just went over this-"

"Think back to last year, this month."

Ulquiorra thought back.

"Now, do you remember anything from the first week?"

He thought about it.

"Yes, I remember a few meetings we had-"

"And the second week?"

"Yes, that week Grimmjow seemed to be very drunk most of it-"

"And the fourth week?"

"We all thought something was missing. It turned out to be Grimmjow-"

"Now what about the third week?"

Ulquiorra's face was blank, but this time for a different reason.

"I don't remember. It was last year-"

"But you remember something from the other weeks. Do you remember anything at all from 16th? 17th? 18th? Anything at all?"

He thought long and hard about it.

"No."

Szayel smiled.

"Yet, that was the week Grimmjow went missing."

Ulquiorra started to realize something.

"Someone was trying to hide something, and it just so happens to involve Grimmjow. Maybe it was Grimmjow himself, I don't know. But the week no one remembers his is disappearance."

Ulquiorra felt stupid.

You think someone would have made this connection a long time ago…

"However," Szayel said, continuing. "I noticed this a long time ago-"

"Of course you did."

"-and have been working on this machine."

He pulled off a white sheet to reveal a very strange machine underneath. There was a mirror of some sort, and spikes were sticking out all around it. Wires from the back connected in to a wall plug.

"What is that?"

Szayel looked at it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, that's the wrong machine."

He threw a sheet over it.

"Sorry, THIS is the machine!"

He pulled off another sheet beside the machine. This machine was a box only one foot tall, with a small screen connected to it. A wire ran off it, connecting to a set of headphones.

"And that does what exactly?" Ulquiorra asked, unimpressed with life itself.

"THIS machine," Szayel said giddily, "Can restore your memories!"

Ulquiorra's eyes widened.

"How?"

Szayel jumped and gave out a small squeal.

"I'm glad you asked! Here, put on these headphones!"

Ulquiorra walked over and put them on.

"Now," Szayel said. He walked over to the machine and pressed a button. A keyboard popped up.

"I just type in any date and time and it will appear on this screen as you play it through your head!"

Ulquiorra nodded his head.

"Usually, I don't give any care at all for your machines. This one, however, is quite impressive. But does it really work?"

"We're about to find out!" Szayel said. Ulquiorra felt slight panic.

"What do you mean-"

Ulquiorra blacked out.

An image filled his head.

Standing in a room with ten other people sitting on tall chairs…

Three people in black cloaks in a hotel…

Kurosaki and his group and… a kid with brown hair…

Sora…

A kid with an emo flop… Zexion…

The three people again… That's right, Axel, Roxas and Demyx…

R.A.D. …

There's Grimmjow, flirting with some girl… Larxene…

R.A.D. …

Grimmjow and Larxene abusing a girl in a white dress…

Namine…

Orihime and Demyx…

Axel talking with Roxas…

That short captain… am I helping him?

Oh yes, that's why…

Aizen… of course…

Run away, you frighten bas- oh, I told him to run?

Of course I'm losing, why would I win?

Oh, there's my frie-

I have no friends.

That wasn't his real death… There's no way…

Love? Love is crap.

Kurosaki… and others…

Everyone…

Organization XIII, yes I remember now…

Oh, that's what happened…

Ulquiorra woke up.

"DAMMIT!" Szayel shouted. "It didn't work!"

Ulquiorra took off the headphones.

"What makes you think that?"

"Nothing appeared on the screen, AND you blacked out!"

So he saw nothing…

"I will be leaving then."

"Wait, I-"

Ulquiorra slammed the door behind him.

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Another picture…

Namine put her pencil down beside her. This was her sixth picture of Toushiro. In this one, he was sitting on the ledge of a window, one leg hanging down, his other one bent. His arm rested on his bent leg just as his face rested on the hand of that arm. He was looking out at the sunset, on a beach.

Stop drawing this made up boy…

The truth was, she knew he was real, but everyone else had been saying so much that he wasn't that Namine started to believe them.

"Hey Namine!" Sora said, randomly entering the room. Namine looked up and smiled.

"Hi Sora!"

"You wanna come outside?" he asked. "We're gonna go watch the sunset. I know how much you like that."

Namine nodded her head.

"Sure. I'll be out in a minute."

Sora gave a huge grin and went outside. Namine flipped through all her pictures again, and then put away the book.

Toushiro…

She walked outside to see Riku, Kairi and Sora all resting by the tree.

"Namine!" Sora yelled, seeing her out of the corner of his eye. He motioned over. Kairi gave her a smile. Riku smiled slightly and nodded. Namine walked over and leaned on it beside Kairi.

For a long time, no one said anything as they watched the sun. Then Sora spoke up.

"School starts soon." Riku turned to him.

"Ah c'mon Sora, did you really have to ruin this moment like that?"

He pushed Sora. Sora pushed back as Kairi and Namine giggled. They looked back at the sun.

"You sure you don't want to come to school, Namine?" She nodded her head.

"I don't know if I would fit in and besides, I wasn't there all those other years. I'd be completely behind."

The others laughed.

"Yeah, you would be pretty lost," Riku said. Namine gave another weak smile.

"She probably wants to stay just to draw her made up friend all day," Kairi said giggling. Riku and Sora joined in. Namine gave one last weak smile before turning away to hide her frown.

"Ah, she's just teasing, Namine!" Sora said with a big grin.

"I know. I think I'm going to go inside now."

She started to walk towards the tree house, a tear slowly falling down her face.

He's real… but they don't remember… why don't they remember?

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"We now commence the newest meeting or R.A.D.Z.!"

"Oh gawd…"

A year ago, Demyx had realized his name, Axel's and Roxas name had spelt R.A.D. A couple weeks later, he found out Zexion makes it's pluralized. From there, he went to Xemnas and had this small club made, as long as they didn't rebel.

"Roxas," Demyx continued. "Please read last meetings minutes."

Roxas sighed.

"Do I have to?"

"Yes."

"Fine. 10 o'clock, we started the meeting reading last meetings minutes. 10:02 we worshipped David Bowie. 10:03 Axel put Demyx on fire. Demyx put himself out. 10:04 Zexion said meeting adjourned and we all left early."

"That was a short meeting…" Demyx said.

"It would have been longer if we didn't worship that Bowie guy…" Axel mumbled under his breath.

"What was that?" Demyx asked.

"Nothing."

"I said it would be better if I didn't set anyone on fire this time."

"Axel, you shouldn't mumble. It's bad for your digestive system."

"What the hell-"

"ZEXION! Please tell us about your week."

Zexion closed his book and sighed.

"This week I read and was chased by various members for various reasons."

Everyone had a blank look on their face.

"That's it?" Roxas asked. Zexion nodded his head and opened his book again.

"Alrighty!" Demyx said, clapping his hands together. He had the most ridiculous smile ever on his face.

"Roxas, how was your week?"

"Well, I spent my week hanging out with Axel mostly. We reminisced about our fun times with Ulquiorra-"

"How is that emo, anyways?"

Zexion slightly looked up, then back at his book.

"I don't know, Demyx," Roxas said. "It was a year since we saw him last."

"Yes! That's right!"

"Demyx," Zexion said, interrupting again. "You know we're not supposed to talk about that yet."

"You're such a spoil sport! Anyways Axel, how was YOUR week?"

"Well," Axel said, a huge grin spreading across his face. "Me and Roxas talked a lot and ate some ice cream. And I spent a good amount of time setting Xaldin's stuff on fire."

"Now why would you do such a thing?" Demyx asked, very concerned.

"'Cause I felt like it! And it was his week. Next week it's Vexen's turn!"

His grin turned evil.

"Anyways," Demyx said, almost completely ignoring them. "I spent a lot of my week with Xigbar. We talked a lot and ate ice cream. Then I went and worked on my song for Orihime when-"

"Demyx…" Zexion said without even looking up. Demyx sighed, frustrated.

"Xemnas isn't here, so it's okay!"

"But he is."

Axel, Roxas and Demyx's face all turned pale white. They slowly wheeled around to see Xemnas standing at the door frame.

"I'm sorry Superior!" Demyx said, freaking out. "We hardly mentioned it at all, and-"

"I'm not sorry," Axel said under his breath.

"-We weren't going to mention it again, I swear-"

"It's alright Demyx," Xemnas said, walking towards them. Demyx looked confused.

"It is?"

"Yes. You can speak freely of it once more. The time has come."

"Oh goody!" Demyx said, awfully excited. Xemnas went and turned to leave the room.

"Wait, Xemnas," Axel said, getting up from his chair. Xemnas turned around to face Axel.

"I've been trying to ask you for a year," Axel said, somewhat nervously.

"What is it, number VIII?"

"You never told us why we remember everyone, even though we aren't supposed to. Why is that?"

"It's simple. I merely just manipulated your minds to not have your memories changed."

"Did you change the Espada's minds too?"

"No, I just-"

"Wait, how did you manipulate our minds? Do you have mind powers?"

Xemnas starting walking towards the door.

"Wait! I have one more question!"

"What now Axel?" Xemnas said more agitated. Axel stopped in his steps. He was about to ask, but a giggle came out instead of words.

"Nevermind."

Xemnas walked out of the room as Axel walked back, covering his mouth trying to hold in the laughter.

"What's so funny?" Roxas said. Axel sat down and cracked up before he finally had enough breath to say what was on his mind:

"Xemnas mixed around is mansex."

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First chapter and already your minds are being warped under my control!

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