A/N: So, I've finally decided to write a fanfic about my awesome OC and Byakuya. My last couple of attempts didn't really go well – mainly because I suck at writing action and my OC is action packed. Anyhow, here goes nothing, review to let me know what you guys think.

!!!MAJOR EDIT ALERT!!! Sorry guys. In order to make this story flow with the evil doers I've created, I've had to change the beginning of the story. But I still guarantee greatness =)

(Concerning my other fanfics – I'm getting to them, life's been pretty hectic and I should be able to update all of them very soon.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters. Except for Sakura and a few other characters, they were all my idea =D

Sakura stared out of the classroom window content with finding something else more interesting than poetry. The sun was at its highest peak and she could feel the warmth radiating from it as she continued to ignore the teacher's babble.

Anything would be better than this, she silently mused.

The young girl giggled resulting in her high, curly light purple pigtails to bounce in reaction. Her small, fragile figure shook with excitement as she stood on the tall wired fence, with the rest of her comrades, staring straight into the eyes of their target.

"She doesn't even see us coming." She mocked out loud in her soprano voice bouncing the black and white spiked ball in her right hand.

The scrawny, towering man beside her repositioned his square framed glasses and crossed his arms in a know-it-all manner across his white coat chest. "Of course she doesn't. She is concealed within a specially constructed Gigai to ensure that she has no connection to the spiritual worlds. Therefore, she will not be able to see us until we release her."

"Then why don't we hurry up and get this show on the road?" She questioned hypothetically throwing her arms up in a dramatic air.

"Yuuko's right." An even tone cut in, the man pulled his black sunglasses off his head, placed them over his eyes in preparation and turned to the muscle bound man beside him. "Daiki, are you ready?"

The man bowed his head in response and made a grunting sound of approval. "Then, Ichirou," Yuuko began, wearing an evil expression. "Let the age of the Andoutorawa Nai Clan begin." She giggled.

Ichirou reached into his hooded jacket and pulled out two beautifully crafted hand guns with the word 'shouri' carved elegantly on each gun. He additionally took two, bright red cartridges out of his pockets and loaded them into the guns. He squeezed the triggers down with his forefingers and mouthed the word 'Boom'.

"Miss Shihōin," Sakura's head shot up in reaction to hearing her name being called by her unhappy teacher. "What could possibly be more entertaining outside the window than what I'm trying to teach you?"

Her eyes widened in fear of not having an appropriate answer. Also, she didn't like the idea of another lunch detention. "Uh...nothing?" She attempted.

"That's right. Now-"Abruptly, the windows beside Sakura exploded filling the room with smoke, debris and high pitch squeals. Everything in the room was push by the force of the explosion to the left side of the room leaving children buried under furniture badly injured.

Sakura pushed the desk top off top of her whilst whipping away the warm blood seeping from the large gash across her left brow. The nauseous, metallic smell filled her senses and she stumbled to stand completely straight.

Brushing back her short blond hair she winced and moaned from the pain coursing through her teenage form and stared down at her blood stained hand in shock. "W-what the hell is going on?" She felt the large tight grip around her waist and gasped when she realized no one was close, nor monstrous, enough to be doing it.

Terrified tears rapidly made their way down her grim covered face mixing with blood and smut as she was pulled effortlessly out of the large hole now consisting within the wall by an invisible force.

"She looks so scared." Yuuko teased leaning as close as possibly to her face once Daiki landed back on solid ground, his extremely large and heavy form creating a small gouge. They all watched as Sakura attempted to push and pry her out of Daiki's rock hard grip.

"To perform the separation correctly, we need to threaten the gigai's life and her soul should naturally release its self from its bonds as a defense mechanism, because, after all, we would be threatening her well being as well." The nerd like man explained.

"So this is why Sasuke-sama gave us this!" Yuuko exclaimed, suddenly happy she had figured out the secrete behind the katana in Ichirou's hand. She removed her hand from pointing at the plain katana and placed it back against her hip. "Let's get this over and done with already, I'm parched." She complained.

"Alright then." Ichirou added stepping closer to Sakura.

Daiki lowered Sakura closer to the ground and Ichirou gripped her shoulder and quickly thrust the katana right through Sakura's center. A vast gush of air escaped her mouth along with more blood. She struggled to breathe for several seconds longer before a separate body left the injured form and dropped to the ground on her knees. She covered her mouth with her hand as she leaned forward and coughed in an effort to regain her breath. Her long, raven hair cascaded around her pale face and her adult, athletic figure was blanketed in an expensive silk cape.

Daiki tossed the lifeless Gigai across the school grounds. "Is it her, Hiroshi?" He grunted.

Hiroshi leaned forward and placed his fingers under Sakura's chin and lifted her face towards him. She watched him closely with an empty expression without speaking a single word. "She's definitely got the clothes to be a royal." Yuuko scowled, dropping the exquisite clothing out of her fingers.

Hiroshi turned her face to each side, taking his time to study her. He stood back straight and Sakura examined the people surrounding her silently. "It's her. Daiki, you know what to do." He stood back to give the large man some room.

Daiki effortlessly slapped the confused girl unconscious and flopped her body over his shoulder. Yuuko smiled and snapped her fingers. A swirling black portal appeared in front of them all and Yuuko stepped forward first and as she disappeared with in the black type mist she mused, "Man, I love being evil."

A/N: Okay, so, like I said, I changed the first chapter and the title of the story. But I like this version better. By the way, 'shouri' means 'victory'.

Next week: Expect captains, more bombs and awesomeness =D

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- Sarah Lilac Morgan