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Disclaimer: I own Bleach and that's why I'm writing Fanfiction. Not!

"Um… Why am I here?" Ichigo asked. Renji rolled his eyes.

"Come on, don't you want to see it too?"

"See what?" Rukia slapped the back of the poor strawberry's (Hey! I'm the number one protector, not a strawberry!) head.

"Weren't you listening at all?" Ichigo snorted.

"No." Rukia, again, hit his head.

"Ow! Stop that!"

"Listen, okay! We want to see Nii-samaloosen up! And besides, you suggested it!" That's right. He did. So why were they standing in front of a wall instead of out pranking Byakuya?

"So why are we here?" Ichigo finally decided to voice his thoughts whilst dodging the midget's (I'm not a midget, I'm just petite!) attacks. "I mean, why are we not pranking Byakuya?"

"Captain hasn't cracked a smile in years. What makes you think just us three are able to make him do it? No, we need back up. And they –" Renji said, sliding the wall upwards. "are our best bet."

"President Yachiru, there are guests." Came the monotonous voice of a robot.

"Did they bring candy?" It was, quite obviously, Yachiru's girlish squeals.

"I'm afraid not."

"Ichi! Are ya here ta fight Kenny, are ya, are ya?" Ichigo looked utterly mortified at the mention of fighting the brute of a captain.

"Hell no! We're here because we need help!" As much as he hated to admit it, it was true. He was not enough to break Byakuya's shell, but he didn't know anyone else!

"Help? Now why should we help you?" Nanao asked, pushing her glasses up.

"We want to see Nii-sama smile."

And that one sentence set off an entire argument.

"WHY CAN'T WE HAVE A PARTY FOR HIM?" Rangiku screamed.

"BECAUSE HE WOULD JUST GET ANGRY!" Nanao hollered back, quite angrily. The heavily drunken woman screamed and pulled out her sword.

"I WANT A PARTY WITH SAKE AND EVERYTHING!" Nanao, too, pulled out her sword from her sleeve.

"NO PARTY, NO SAKE, NO KYOURAKU-TAICHOU!" And they attacked each other.

"Yoruichi-sama." SoiFon said, glaring at the lieutenant in front of her.

"Aizen-Taichou." Momo replied, her glare just as venomous as the female captain.

"Yoruichi-sama!"

"Aizen-Taichou!"

"YORUICHI-SAMA!"

"AIZEN-TAICHOU!"

"UKITAKE-TAICHOU!" Kiyone screamed, earning the attention of the arguing Captain and Lieutenant. They turned to the third seat and attacked.

"U-Um…" Isane stuttered, trying her hardest to calm everyone down.

"Is there something wrong, Isane?" Unohana asked, her eyes closed and her 'motherly' smile widening across her face.

"I-I… Nothing!"

"Byakkun just needs candy! Or a fight with Kenny!" Yachiru cried and Rangiku only had one reply to that:

"SCREW KENNY!" And that prompted Yachiru to pull out her sword!

"I thought you said these guys were professionals?" Ichigo whisper/yelled. Renji leaned back.

"They are!"

"Then what are they doing?"

"Coming up with ideas!"

"To hell with that! They're having an all out brawl!"

"What was that?" And all the girls turned around, eyes glowing red and demonic. Ichigo gulped.

"U-Um…"

"Do you have any better ideas?"

"N-no…?"

"THEN GET OUT!"

And so it was, headlines the next morning: Ichigo Kurosaki flies naked across Soul Society.

Whoa! Another author's note? Pretty talkative today, huh?

(Why are you talking to yourself?)

Ahem. Okay. This is my attempt at a multi-chapter story. It's just headlines and how they occurred in the Soul Society. I have a horrible sense of humour, so leave me alone! No. Wait. Don't go. Read more. Review!

Friendly criticism is welcome. Flames are not. And reviews are a must. XD