Ok so this is a brand new update! I'm finally getting back into this story after sooo long. Yeah I know its been awile. But Ive got fucking college to blame. That is if I was in a college. . . Hate junior year. THIS STRESS IS KILLING ME!
Ok ok deep breath
So any way I'm back. Really review are what brought me bak and reviews will make me stay!
Btw for those of you who have already read this chapter (bless your souls) Ive made a few subtle changes and Im sure that if you read through you'll find them easy
For those of you who didn't . . well . . Then this doesn't apply
Anyways enjoy
I DO NOT OWN BLEACH OR ANYTHING ELSE
I ONLY OWN MY IMAGINATION AND ITS MY BITCH
BEEP BEEP BEEP
Ichigo Kurosaki opened one eye lazely. His roomates alarm had gone off. Again. And said roomate was sleeping through it. Again.
Ichigo slowly stretched out of his bed knowing he wasn't going to get anymore of the sleep he so desperately needed.
Walking slowly he followed the scent of coffee to the kitchen to get his daily dose of caffine. On his way to the coffee pot he passed his other roommate.
Uryuu Ishida was reading the paper and finishing the last bite of his breakfast.
"Oi! Ishida, you have time to make your damn breakfast but you can't wake up sleeping beauty over there?"
Ishida threw him a look "We've been over this Kurosaki. I make the coffee and you wake up Renji"
Ichigo just mumbled while he poured himself a cup of life. "so how long have you been up?"
"I actually slept in a little today." Ichigo looked at the clock. It was 7 o clock. This was early for normal people. How the hell could he have slept in a little?
Whatever he tried not to think about it, the alarm was still going and he was getting a headache.
"Finally, I thought youd never shut that thing up." He heard Ishida mumble as he left. "Oh and tell Renji that it's his turn to do the laundry."
Ichigo walked into Renji's room. That damned alarm was still ringing. Ichigo turned it off and unplugged it so it couldn't bother anyone ever again. 'now just to wake him up.' That was the hard part. The only reason Renji misses his alarm is cause he snores so. Fricken. Loud. they had tried everything to stop the snoring, but eventually everyone got used to it.
Except there was still the part where Ichigo had to wake him up.
So far water worked the best. and it was Ichigo's personal favorite. Going to Renji's batherroom he took the "bucket of shame" and filled it to the brim. Then, with the evilest smile he could muster, he threw the bucket all over the pineapple's head. The one problem with the bucket was that it wasn't Renji's favorite wake up call.
Renji hated to be woken up.
He hated it even more when cold water was thrown all over his bed.
No matter how amusing it was to other people.
Ishida sighed as he heard Renji chase Ichigo down the hall. 1 screaming curses and throwing various object the other laughing like mad.
Was it sad that this was routine?
Yes. Yes it was.
Maybe they'd be normal if they all woke up later. But their jobs wouldn't allow it.
Renji's boss Byakuya Kuchiki required him to be there nice and early. He was his deputy of the major company, Kuchiki Co. Being a major executive of a major company kind of gave him a bid head but not litterally. His hair did that job for him. His job was to regulate the company and the local shops owned. Basically he decided who was hired and fired in the company along with everything else while Byakuya handled the entire global cooperation.
Ishida was the best detective in Karakura. But he didn't go in till later. He just had an annoying habit of being early for everything. Maybe it was due to the fact that he was constantly hounded by reporters and he had this insane thought that if he went in early enough they would leave him alone. They were always asking him about his latest case, how well he knew Renji, How he was such a good detective and what his secret was, ect. Ect. Ect.
Ichigo worked at a local shop run by that crazy Urahara. Ichigo didn't work as much as the other guys so he worked on taxes and bills and stuff like that. You never, ever, EVER interrupt Ichigo when he's doing taxes. Ishida shuddered when he remembered the time when Renji had accidentally spilled coffee all over Ichigo's tax papers. Before he knew what happened Renji found himself duct taped to the ceiling with a note that said if Ishida even tried to help him he would be next. Renji now found a good excuse to leave the house whenever Ichigo did the taxes.
Everybody had a different job to keep their penthouse apartment running smoothly.
It was sort of like organized chaos.
Ishida started to fold the morning paper up. Some days he just couldn't wait to get to the police department.
Ichigo was watchin TV on the coutch.
'lucky bastard' thought Renji.
"Still don't see why that damn Kuchiki wants me in the building so damn early." Renji said tying his tye.
"Price to pay when you have a big important job."
"Shut up Ichigo, I don't see you rushing on mornings like this."
"That's because my boss is lazy."
"Lucky bastard" Ichigo flipped him off "By the way Ishida, we need food. The only thing left that's slightly edible is the jar of pickles in the fridge."
"Why can't you go to the store? You guys just went a week ago."
"Ichigo and I can't buy food. The only reason there was anything edible in this apartment last time was because Rukia went with us. And she's still mad at us for what happened last time."
"What happened? He asked with fear in his voice."
"Well it's a long story involving a shopping cart. Long story short we aren't allowed in that store anymore."
"Yeah we can't go within a 5 mile radius of that store. They took our pictures and thumbprints." Ichigo chuckled from the coutch. "You should have seen Rukia's face"
Ishida froze. "Wait you guys mean you got banned from another store? That's the 5th one! Can't you guys focus on even one simple task?"
….
"Idiots. I live with idiots" said Ishida "fine but I don't care if you have to go to the next country you both will do the shopping next week."
"Damnit Ichigo come on! If we don't leave right now we're going to be late."
Renji was wearin a suit and tie with his hair pulled back. (anyone else think Renji looks uber sexy in a suit? *is pulled back by Ulquiora* Ulqui: continue with the story your drooling) Ichigo was wearing a T-shirt with a skull and jeans. (Don't worry Ichigo your sexy suit will come soon. OW! No need to push Ulqui)
They left the apartment and got into Renji's expensive looking sports car.
Kuchiki Co. was a big building. Byakuya owned all of Kuchiki Co. It had many companies world wide. Byakuya often went on bussiness trips and most were out of the country. It was Renji's job to take care of the company while Byakuya was away. Byakuya had a sister, Rukia, who was actually his wife's little sister. She was very little when her sister died. So Rukia was brought up as Byakuya's sister, fully inheriting all Kuchiki qualities including the proud walk, the emotionless mask, the death glare, and (only people who knew Byakuya as a kid could vouch for this) the short temper. Byakuya now, however, seems to have grown out of that quality.
Ichigo was playing with the radio. This was annoying. It only made the tick above Renji's head grow bigger.
"Just pick a damn station already."
"Not my fault your crappy radio can't get any good stations."
"Did you just call my car crappy?"
"'I was just talkin about your radio, but since it's attached to your car I guess that would make it crappy too."
"Shut up. Don't insult my car, don't forget that I'm the one driving you."
"Well you have two cars, maybe if you let me drive one we wouldn't be having these lovely morning conversations."
"As long as I am still alive and breathing you, Ichigo Kurosaki, will never lay a finger on this or any car that I own."
"Sheesh ya diva calm down. I wonder how Rangiku puts up with it."
"Shut up and pick a station dick."
Several arguments later the radio was off. But it didn't matter cause they were there.
"Can't stay long have to work too ya know"
"Yeah, yeah"
Urahara's shop was, coincidently, near Kuckiki Co. (Grimm: what do you mean coincidently? You're the one who put it in there! MDTA: shut up it's part of the story!)
Rukia and Rangikuwere talking in the lobby when the boys walked in.
"Hey Rukia, Rangiku. Sorry can't stay long."
"Hey Ichigo, we were just talking about how we're going to go shopping on Saturday."
"And I was telling Rangiku that me and you have a date on Saturday. Right" elbows Ichigo in the stomache "Ichigo?"
"Right" said Ichigo bent over in pain "Saturday, date."
"Awww that's too bad. I'll just take Renji with me!"
"Huh"
Rangiku and Renji were making plans. But Ichigo and Rukia didn't pay them any attention.
"So you really have to go now?"
"Yeah I gotta work the shop today."
"Well at least we have Saturday."
"You were serious about that?"
Ishigo soon found himself on the floor because of his stupidity.
"OW you midget what did you do that for?"
"Who are you calling a midget idiot?
"Idiot? Well whatever so what do you say we see a movie on Saturday?"
Rukia's eyes lit up "that sounds like fun!"
"well I should go now" gives a kiss on the cheek "bye"
Rukia returns the kiss "Bye"
"Renji I'll see you at home."
Renji was making out with Rongiku so he couldn't really say anything. Or hear anything.
Ichigo limped out the door grumbling about "stupid strong midgets". Outside it looked like it was gonna storm any second. 'thought they were saying something about a bad storm tonight. Fine time to forget an umbrella.' thought Ichigo. 'Oh well. Least the storm will hit later tonight.'
(just want to add, Ichigo doesn't get a ride home from Renji cause Renji works later than Ichigo sometimes, sometimes Ichigo works later than Renji though. To those of you who figured this out all ready I apologize for explaining every minute detail. To those of you who didn't figure it out, you're my special fans and this notes for you)
Ichigo looked at the sky, black and about to rain any minute.
Sigh "I hate the rain" Ichigo said to himself.
Ichigo had arrived at the shop and gave a quick nod to Tessai at the counter as he made his way into the back.
"Oi! Urahara! Did we get any jobs ye-" Ichigo stopped and counted to 10 in his head. Slowly. It wasn't working. His mentor, Kiske Urahara, lay spread over pillows and blankets. Hat over his eyes and noring very very loudly.
"Oh you've gotta be. . . Yourchi!"
Yourichi's head popped out of a doorway.
"Ah Ichigo you here. And yelling. How nice." She purred (btw shes not a cat. . . Nor can she turn into a cat. . . Sorry this is kinda realistic)
"why the hell is he asleep?"
"Cause he's lazy."
"Can you please wake him up?"
"Fine but you owe me dinner."
"Fine."
"Sushi."
"Fine."
"I want the old man and c roll."
"But that's 18 dollars!"
"Fine you can wake him up yourself."
"Wait."
"hmmm?"
"Fine. Old man and c. just get his lazy ass up before I kill him."
"Yeah yeah I know what to do."
Yourichi walks up to Urahara and says
"Kiske something is leaking from your room."
"Nobody touch it!" urahara bolted up yelling panicked and drowsy. He looked around for a moment then looked to Yourichi and said "Oh hey kitty."
Yourichi got the name kitty from wearing black cat ears all the time. The name really suited her.
"What would be leaking from your room?"
Urahara turned to Ichigo.
"Oh nothing. It just wouldn't be a good idea to go into my room unless you want to catch anything."
"I'll keep that in mind. Did we get any new jobs?"
"No. But hey, congrats on that last job there. I heard that your gonna make the news again tonight."
Ichigo smiled. "Yeah can't miss that."
"So now that we have some spare time we can use it to train some more!"
"Oh goodie."
"Oh and Ichigo."
Ichigo turned to Yourichi. "What?"
"Remember you owe me dinner one night."
"Yeah Yeah I won't forget."
"Ichigo let's go!"
"Coming hat and clogs."
Ichigo sighed. Great another sore night.
Renji groaned. He hated paperwork. He hated it even more when the pile was taller than he was. And he was tall.
Sigh "Better get to work. Gently . . Gently . ." Renji very carefully tried to take a paper without tipping the tower of paperwork.
Rukia, with excellent timing, decided to rush into his office yelling "Oi! Renji! Someone's on the phone for you!"
Renji's muffled scream was his only reply as papers covered every inch of him and his desk. All you could see was a hand and a leg.
"Uh he's gonna have to call you back."
Ishida thought he was going to go blind from so many flashes. He got jumped while walking into the building. It was Tatski again. That bitch just didn't know when to leave him alone. But of course he would never say those thoughts aloud. For one sole reason.
"Uryu!"
Yes. His girlfriend Orihime Inou was best friends with Tatski. Sigh. However she didn't work for the press. She was a waitress at a popular local diner and longed to be a cheff someday.
Orihime was wearing a light dress and her all too familiar hairpins. She wasn't due for work till an hour or so.
"Orihime!" yet he couldn't be happier "hey what are you doing here?"
"Oh I came to appologize for Tatski."
"Were those her exact words?"
"Well no her exact words were, 'I'll expose that Ishida to the entire world!'"
Orihime said this with hand motions. And a voice. But Ishida loved that about her. Sometimes she could be so excentric.
"So what case are you on?"
"I don't know. I was on a case before but now the captain wants me on a different case. In fact he should be calling me any moment."
"Oh that sounds exciting! You mind if I hang around before-"
Just then Yumichika came up. "Ishida the captain wants to see you. Ah miss Orihime! You look lovely today! And you know I don't say that to anyone."
"Why thank you Yumichika! Well I guess that's my cue to leave. I'll see you soon."
"Bye." Ishida came to give her a proper goodbye.
A minutes later Orihime had left the building and Ishida was on his way to get a new assignment from his captain. Both wished for a longer kiss.
Sigh. Oh well. Now it was time to focus. Ishida opened the door.
"You wanted to see me Captain?"
"Yes. Please shut the door."
"Yes Captain Hitsuguya."
Hitsuguya sat behind a desk in his own separate office. He wore his white hair up spikey and a nice suit.
"Ishida, I want you on the Ogichi case. I want that bastard found and soon."
"Isn't shinji on the Ogichi case?"
"Yes but they need him in another department. C'mon Ishida you know you the best we've got."
"Fine. How far did Shinji get with the case?"
"…."
"What don't tell me he didn't get anywhere?"
"You don't get it Ishida. This bastard is tricky. He's also the best at what he does. And that includes not leaving a trace."
"Well then where am I supposed to start?"
"For now just look into Newspaper articles. I hate to say it but right now they know more about him then we do. I want you started on this case this week though."
"Yes sir."
Ishida was about to leave. But then Hitsuguya said, "Oh and Ishida?"
"Yes sir?"
"Be careful, I'd hate to see this department loose their best detective."
"Yes sir."
(now it's been a couple of hours)
Renji came home to find Ichigo staring at the jar of pickles like it killed his favorite puppy, slapped his sisters, and pissed in his face.
"Dude you ok?"
"Do you realize that this is the only thing we have to eat?"
"We could always order in."
"Look around dipshit. There's a reason every light is off."
Renji just noticed how dark it was around the house and that nothing was turned on.
"Shit there's a blackout."
"Someone should give you a prize for being so fucking stupid."
"Hey your shitty attitude isn't helping anything."
"Well excuse me for being so fucking starving!
"Then why don't you just eat the fucking pickles!"
"The jar won't open!"
". . . .Your. Your joking right?" Renji fell to the ground laughing.
"It's stuck ok."
"Step aside and let a real man show you how it's done."
Renji took the jar and pulled as hard as he could. But the jar wouldn't budge. Several humerous attempts later the jar remained unopened. The boys were ravenous and angry.
"Real man huh?"
"Shut up! Not my fault the jars possessed."
"Wait I have an idea!"
"I thought I smelled smoke."
"Ignoring that. But we should get a hammer."
. . . "Yes"
After failing three times to locate a hammer due to the darkness Ichigo went back to the table.
"I have another idea."
"What."
All of a sudden Ichigo grabbed the jar of pickles and slammed it down on the table as hard as he could. Just as Ishida walked through the door with a bag of takeout.
"What happened here?"
"Oh . . . Hey Ishida. . . Want a pickle."
"That pickle has glass in it."
"Oh . . . Renji!"
Renji was grabbing for a pickle. "What?"
"Don't eat the pickles."
Ishida face-palmed himself so hard he knew it would leave a mark.
"Ok. Idiots. Idiots look food!" Both boys that were previously arguing turned to the smell of takout.
"Ok now that I have your attention. Listen very carefully. Pick up the glass and pick up the pickles and then you will get dinner.
The kitchen was never cleaned so fast. As soon as they all got their takeout the power came back on. The boys settled on the couch to watch the news.
Renjis was flipping through the channels when Ishida stopped him.
"Wait Renji I want to see this."
It was a new report on the assassin Ogichi. The Reporter had just finished talking about his latest victim.
"Behind me is the house of senator Jonathan Willson who was found murdered just hours ago. As you can see his family is heartbroken. All of them claim to be sleeping while the senator was killed. I am here with Shinji Horako, former detective on the Ogichi case. What can you tell me about this latest murder?" The reporter turned to Shinji.
"Well, there was no trace left. No footprints, no fingerprints, not even a hair left behind. It's like this guy's a fuckin ghost." Shinji said.
"How are you so sure that this was the work of the infamous Ogichi?" The reporter questioned.
"Because like every other sick bastard out there he leaves a calling card. When Ogichi assassinates someone he will always leave the same thing. A card."
"A card?"
"A very specific and modified card. This one has the king of spades and the king of clubs glued back to back."
"Fascinating and do you have any idea what this guy looks like?"
"We have three total pictures of this guy. All blurry. All the same. The bastards looking right at the camera, as if he knows that we're watchin him. He's wearing a black cloak and his mask." Shinji visabley shivers "the mask is the creepiest damn thing about him."
"Is there anything wrong with it?"
"Well if you consider a mask that looks like it's gonna eat your fucking soul right out of your body then yes something's definatly wrong with it."
"Oh my! Now I hear that your being moved to a different department do you have any comments on who will be taking your place?"
"I am not allowed to disclose this information to the public."
"I see." The reporter turns back to the camera "Next do energy drinks really-
Ishida spoke up then. "It's me. I'm taking up the Ogichi case."
"What?" Asked Renji. Ishida would sometimes tell the both of them about the case he was working on and they would sometimes give their opinion.
"I'm Shinji's replacement. I'm taking the Ogichi case."
Nobody caught the surprised look on Ichigo's face, nor the look he gave Ishida.
"Dude I feel for ya. I heard that that dude's a shadow. Good Luck."
"Thanks."
Everyone seemed to have something on their minds. Except Renji who was thinking of ways to get out of Matsumoto's shopping trip.
A couple hours later everyone went to bed. Ichigo changed into his usual sweats. Before he crawled into bed he stretched his sore muscles. He also did some minor exorcises. He needed to do this to reduce the soreness of his training for the next day.
After this and his usual bedtime routine he went to his closet. He moved all his cloths to the side and took out a couple loose floorboards from the corner. Nobody would notice it unless they knew what to look for. After moving aside some of his favorite guns he took out his most prized possession.
The mask. Ogichi's mask. His mask.
aaaaaaaaaaaand tada! I'm so uber excited for this. J
I hope you guys are too