Chapter one.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach. I am merely using them for fun. If you recognise anything familiar, then they are not mine.
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"Gentlemen and all those lovely, gorgeous, enchanting, magnificent, eccent..."
WHACK!
"trrrrrrrrrriiicccccccc!" Kon managed to say before he was kicked out of the Seireitei.
"Aaaaaaaaand, CUT! What the hell are you doing?" Asked a man wearing a green robe, with eccentric pink hair looking at a certain orange-haired, young man and his companion, a petite, black haired woman.
"What the hell am I doing? Ask yourself the same question! Why are you shooting him? We are the announcers!" Yelled Ichigo Kurosaki, substitute soul reaper, also known as number one knucklehead.
"I was informed by that...um...thing...that you wouldn't be able to make it and you had instead sent him, AND HE WAS DOING A BLOODY, GOOD JOB BEFORE YOU DECIDED TO BARGE IN AND RUIN EVERYTHING!" the man shouted, no doubt loud enough to be heard by the entire soul society.
"OH YEAH? ALL I COULD SEE AND HEAR WAS HIM BABBLING ON AND ON ABOUT GIRLS! HOW COULD YOU EVEN BELIEVE THAT SCOUNDREL? YOU MUST BE SO DUMB!" Ichigo stopped at this point, to catch his breath and was about to open his mouth again when he was thankfully interrupted.
"That's enough Ichigo; all that matters now is that he is gone. If he comes back, I'll ensure that by the time I am finished, he will be wishing he wasn't born." Rukia Kuchiki assured, with an almost demonic look in her eyes.
" Now, we should return to the business in hand, if we continue to squabble we will never be able to finish this film. Isn't that right, Mr Lorgart?" Rukia asked, turning to the pink-haired man.
"Yes. Indeed we should. BUT, if I am interrupted and yelled at again, you can go find yourself another director," Mr Lorgart replied, shooting a dirty look at Ichigo, who in turn, scrowled back.
"Right! Then let's get down to business! Watch out soul society, this year we will get the prize for the best film in the annual soul society film festival." Rukia said, to no one in particular, raising her hand in a victory sign.
Miles away...
A flash of brilliant light met Kon as he opened his eyes, causing him to close his eyes again, he groaned out loud. He opened his eyes again, this time more slowly, allowing his eyes to adjust to his surroundings, then he slowly sat up- well the best he could do as a soft toy. He gazed around himself.
Horror filled his eyes.
"Nooooooooooooo! I am in the middle of nowhere! Someone help me! I don't want to die in a place where there are no trees, no water and especially no girlsssssss!" He shouted to the world, standing up and running around in circles.
He exhausted himself out very quickly, and was about to fall back to the ground when something made him stop short. There, no less than hundred feet from him was a small house, with a pond next to it but it was not that, that made him drool, no, it was the pretty girls standing in the entrance, all beckoning him to their house, and Kon being who he was, rushed forward, never considering the fact it wasn't there before, only just thinking he was in heaven.
Two hours later back in Seireitei...
Utter silence echoed in the room they were supposed to shoot their film. After they had managed to get things under control, they had waited for the rest of the cast to appear, those present sat down to wait, thinking that they would appear in a moment, however the moment soon stretched into seconds, then into minutes and finally into two, extremely long hours.
"That's it! They are not showing up, I told you they wouldn't. We had to choose the worst people for this film, why couldn't we have chosen some other people instead of them?" Ichigo whined, unaware that he was upsetting Rukia.
"I told you, you idiot, that there weren't other people available, they were already doing something else. Besides, I am sure they will be here soon, you know how they are," Rukia snapped at Ichigo, popping a vein at the same time.
Ichigo opened his mouth to argue back, when the door leading to the studio slammed open, interrupting whatever Ichigo was about to say, Ichigo could only think why that always happened to him when his attention was diverted to the newcomers.
"WE ARE HERE! Right on time too." Rangiku Matsumoto sang out joyfully at the top of her voice.
"Yeah right, we are two hours late," echoed a voice right behind Matsumoto. She moved aside to let whoever that had just spoken through, Mr Lorgart looked to see who it was and was abruptly met by thin air. Confusion filled his face, he was about to turn away, when his eyes fell on short boy, barely reaching up to his chest, with an untidy mop of white hair, glaring daggers at him with his turquoise eyes. Even though, Mr Lorgart was much taller than him, he couldn't resist taking a quick step back. Fortunately, the boy's attention was diverted to something Ichigo was saying.
"...you got that right; we were here for over two hours! Two hours, during which we could have finished this off and gone home already." Ichigo huffed out.
"Oh don't be silly, we couldn't have finished this in two hours, besides we are only a tad bit late, besides you shouldn't blame me, it was all taichou's fault, he refused to come, and you don't know how hard it is to drag a captain all the way across the Seireitei." Matsumoto pouted, an innocent expression on her face, completely unaware or maybe she was ignoring it, that she was causing her taichou's temper to rise.
"Me! You are the one who overslept, after going out drinking last night, don't you dare put the blame on me!" Toshiro Hitsugaya yelled, a vein twitching uncontrollably on his forehead.
Mr Lorgart and his helpers could only stare at this scene, they found it hard to believe that Toshiro- who was quiet short- could cause such a fierce looking, and quiet...buxom.. Woman to look guilty.
Just then, a short yell came from below them, accompanied by a haughty voice. Though those above couldn't hear them well, they distinctly heard the words, 'pretty and fighting' causing those who didn't know them to be bewildered. They wondered what other weird people would enter the room. The room occupants waited expectantly for the apparent newcomers to enter... when they didn't, the woman whose name that Mr Lorgart had finally learned to be Matsumoto, yelled down to them.
"Oi, Ikkaku! You better come up quickly if you don't want Yachiru on your tail, I am sure she would like to know about you wasting time," Matsumoto sang, laughing an evil laugh.
Whatever she said seemed to have an impact on the newcomers, as they bolted in through the door, seconds later. Well, practically it was a baldhead that burst into the room, while the other, who did have hair, although with a strange assortment of feathers on his eyebrows, entered at a more leisurely pace, even stopping to examine his face in a mirror that hung just outside.
"Don't tell Yachiru anything. PLEASE! Anything but that! " The baldhead begged, adding an almost inaudible word that sounded like 'little demon' after that, practically going down on his knees in front of Matsumoto.
"Ahhhh, I see everyone is here or are they? I hope we weren't late, I had to fix up my hair a bit on the way. Either ways we aren't the last ones to come, I see Renji still hasn't showed up," The man with the feathers replied, in an almost leisurely and unperturbed way, which did not fit in with the current, tense atmosphere.
"Who says I am late? I was the first one here," Renji said, his voice echoing around the room. Those present turned their heads to figure out where he was, and was startled when he suddenly appeared from behind the sofa," Man, that was a good sleep, slept like a log. Oh? What are you all looking like that at me for?"
Yes! Chapter one is done! So what do you all think of it? I introduced you to the cast, and if I get reviews, I will post the second chapter, where things will really start.