BleedingOpal: Hello everyone.
Aneki: As you can assume from the title this story is when the Bleach gang and our OCs go to the city of gambling!
fullofmetal: I think you mean the city of lights.
BleedingOpal: No, that's Paris. We mean Las Vegas
fullofmetal: So why didn't you just say Las Vegas?
Aneki: To add a little comedy, okay?
fullofmetal: All you did was confuse everyone!
Aneki: You confused them more!
fullofmetal and Aneki continue fighting
BleedingOpal: On with the first chapter…
It was an average day in Soul Society. The captains were busy at their offices and the vice-captains were running around on various errands.
In the tenth squad barracks Captain Hitsugaya Toshiro struggled to concentrate on his work as his lazy third seat and an officer from the fourth squad as well as an ex-member of the eighth division bickered in front of his desk.
"Don't deny it Mi-chan!" Kyoko said in a teasing tone.
"There's nothing to deny when there's nothing to it!" Midoriko yelled back.
Kitsune, perched on the couch with her head lolling over the back of it, rolled her red eyes at the idiocy of the conversation.
"That doesn't make sense!" Kyoko yelled back, now annoyed.
"Yes it does in my world!"
"Well, we don't live in your world." Kyoko said through gritted teeth.
Kitsune decided to intervene at that point.
"You both are idiots and are in denial about your crushes. I want you both to shut the hell up so I can do nothing in peace." Her voice was tauntingly calm.
"I am not in denial about any-Hey! He's cute!" Midoriko followed after a male tenth squad officer who had passed by, and Kyoko stood with her mouth agape. After a few seconds she yelled,
"We weren't done arguing! Get back here!" She ran out the door.
Later, after another short argument with Midoriko, Kyoko had reluctantly returned to the Urahara shop.
"Where were you Kyoko-kun?" Urahara inquired playfully.
Kyoko, still annoyed after her arguments with Midoriko, just huffed and ignored the shopkeeper. She proceeded to her usual post at the cash register, not expecting anyone to come in.
"You have any of that money you owe me Kyoko-kun?" Urahara asked, peeking around the counter.
"NO!" Kyoko screeched. "You don't even pay me!"
"That's 'cause you're working off the debt!"
"So how much do I owe you now?" Kyoko asked, gritting her teeth again.
"Well…with all the calculations…and uh-"
"You're not even keeping track are you?!"
"Not at all." Urahara kept his cheerful attitude as he spread his fan across his face. He turned around and started to walk away when Kyoko leapt over the counter and tackled him to the ground. She ripped his hat off his head and ran off, Urahara chasing her, yelling.
After Urahara had gotten his hat back, Yachiru made an appearance, squealing happily as usual.
"Hi everyone! I'm looking for Kinei!"
"He's not here…" Kyoko said, still extremely pissed off.
"Yes I am." Kyoko's twin said from the doorway, walking in with a widespread grin. "What's up?"
"I wanted to ask you if you want a trip to Las Vegas!" Yachiru threw her hands up in excitement.
"I'm not interested, but Kyoko will go."
"What!?" Kyoko screamed.
"That's great!" Yachiru then whipped out a notebook and wrote down something. She then turned around and ran away.
"You better be coming with me." Kyoko muttered to her twin.
"Nope, I'm not!" Kinei contemplated something for a moment. "But Urahara will."
"What?" Kyoko asked bleakly.
"Oh, that will be so much fun!" Urahara seemed honestly excited, but the bottom half of his face, covered by his fan, held a devious smile.
Midoriko seemed preoccupied about something as she walked through the halls of the fourth squad barracks. She was thinking about how to score that hot guy in the tenth squad, actually. If anyone actually heard what she was thinking, they'd probably puke.
So, she wasn't prepared when the pink-haired lieutenant came crashing into her. They were both dazed momentarily, and then recovered. Midoriko glared at the little brat.
"Mi-chan! Since you seem so grumpy today I think you need a good trip to Las Vegas!" Yachiru squealed, before whipping out her handbook and writing in it.
"…Where's Las Vegas?" Midoriko tried to ask, but Yachiru had already disappeared, headed to the tenth squad barracks.
Toshiro felt he was about to lose it as Kitsune continued to stare at him from her perch on the couch. She hadn't moved ever since the other two girls left and it seriously got on his nerves.
Kitsune's ridiculously long red hair suddenly flipped up, her head snapping into a tense position. At that moment, Yachiru made her appearance.
"Hey everyone!" she squealed-again.
"What do you want?" Kitsune grumbled.
"You two are coming to Las Vegas!" Yachiru didn't even give them a choice this time, knowing if she asked, they'd refuse.
"Why the hell should we go?" Toshiro asked.
"Because you're both grumpy and pessimistic all the time, you need to relax!" Yachiru wrote in her notebook again, before dashing off, and before the two could wring her scrawny neck.