HEY PEOPLES!
This is just a little idea that sprung into my head during breakfast, which transformed into this.
Hope you like it. ;3
Ichigo POV
Ichigo laid down on his bed, listening to the sound of rushing water. Slightly bored, he closed his eyes and waited. Fifteen minutes passed. Extremely bored now, Ichigo stood up and began pacing, for yet another agonizingly endless fifteen minutes. Presently frustrated beyond belief, and thoroughly sick of waiting, he stormed off to his bathroom, where Rukia was taking a shower.
"God dammit," he thought to himself exasperatedly, "How long does it take for girls to take a freaking shower?"
Just when he was about to bang on the bathroom door, a hell butterfly fluttered in front of his face. Instead of speaking as usual, the messenger dropped a note at Ichigo's feet, and floated away. Bemusedly, he picked it up, right when Rukia opened the door in his face, clad in only a towel, which was loosely wrapped around her chest.
"What's this?" she asked, bending over to see the letter, accidentally shifting her towel to reveal more cleavage then she intended. Upon viewing this new revelation, Ichigo blushed and jerked the note higher, away from Rukia and her…assets.
"What are you waiting for?" she questioned impatiently, "Read it!"
Ichigo, tearing his eyes away from her chest area, hastily began reading the hurriedly filled out note aloud.
It read:
Dear Ichigo Kurosaki , and Rukia Kuchiki ,
Congratulations! You are invited to stay at the Sand Dollar Beach Resort for three weeks by everyone's favorite shopkeeper 3. S/he will pay for all rooms, dinners, transportation and/or other activities. S/he will also decide the sleeping arrangements. Here is a personal message from you know who!.
HELLO MY DEAR CUSTOMERS! I HEREBY INVITE YOU TO STAY WITH ME! NO NEED TO RSVP. IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP I WILL JUST KIDNAP YOU! With the help of Yoruichi-sama and Ururu-chan… HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE! Come to Urahara Shoten within two hours. Or not. It's your choice. 3
3 Kisuke Urahara
P.S. I think you will enjoy the sleeping arrangements I have set up for you. ;3
The two stunned shinigami stared at the invitation in shock.
"He's not serious," Ichigo said blatantly, "And there is no freaking way in hell that we are going to this thing."
Rukia nodded thoughtfully.
"But look here," she pointed out, "It says he'll kidnap us if we don't come. Both of us together could probably beat him, but if he can get Ururu or Yoruichi to come with him, then we're screwed."
Ichigo shuddered.
"Ururu. Gack! That little girl just creeps me out."
Rukia rolled her eyes.
"She can't be that bad," she chided, "I mean look at her! She's adorable!"
"Adorable? As if. That's just a cute exterior, maliciously hiding the actual badass, kick-the-shit-out-of-you little girl."
"Whatever. That's beside the point," rebuked Rukia, "The point is that Urahara will almost definitely take someone else with him to abduct us, so the most logical thing to do is to just go."
As much as Ichigo hated it, Rukia's logic made sense. He sighed, a defeated gleam in his eyes.
"So that settles it then. We're going."
Uruhara: 2 Invitees: 0
Toshiro POV
Toshiro Hitsugaya glanced up from his mounds of paperwork to see his excited fukutaicho jumping up and down in front of his desk.
"Taicho, taicho, taicho, taicho, taichoooooo!" Matsumoto screamed, "Taicho, we got a letter!"
Toshiro scowled.
"Put it in the pile with the rest of them," he instructed, annoyed as usual.
"But taicho," she whined pitifully, "I want to go!"
The white-haired taicho groaned, but opened the letter anyways.
Dear Toshiro Hitsugaya , and Rangiku Matsumoto ,
Congratulations! You are invited to stay at the Sand Dollar Beach Resort for three weeks by everyone's favorite shopkeeper 3. S/he will pay for all rooms, dinners, transportation and/or other activities. S/he will also decide the sleeping arrangements. Here is a personal message from you know who! .
HELLO MY DEAR SHINIGAMI OF TENTH DIVISION! I HEREBY INVITE YOU TO STAY WITH ME! I've also invited some of your… "close" friends, and assigned Kira to do your division's paperwork…HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE! Come to Urahara Shoten within two hours or I will be forced to kidnap Hinamori-chan and hold her hostage.
3 Kisuke Urahara
P.S. I'm sure you will enjoy your…ehe, roommates
Frowning, Toshiro asked, "Close friends?"
Suddenly, there was a loud banging on the door. His hand on the doorknob, Toshiro promptly ran into Momo and Gin.
"Shiro-chan!"
Momo enveloped him in a warm hug, causing a blush to spread across his cheeks.
"It's Hitsugaya-taicho," he muttered, furiously trying to conceal his red face. Momo, blushing as well, released him and, noticing the invitation in his hand, beamed at him.
"Shiro-cha-I mean, Hitsugaya-taicho, you're going too?"she asked hopefully.
"No, I don't think so…"
"But Shiro-chan!" she cut him off, completely disregarding his earlier admonishment, "I want you to come with us! Ichimaru-taicho and I are both going! Pleeeeease!
Seeing Toshiro's frozen expression, she began to pout. Toshiro felt his resolve wavering. Momo added puppy dog eyes, and he broke.
"F-fine. I'll go to this-this resort thing. Just-stop with the puppy face, you're killing me!"
Matsumoto began celebrating.
"Yay! Taicho's going too!" she exclaimed ecstatically.
"This would be perfect if this idiot wasn't going too," she grumbled, gesturing to Gin.
"Are you sure that's what you want Ran-chan?" he asked suggestively, "'Cuz if you want me to, I'll stay he-
"No!" Matsumoto's outburst silenced the smug captain. "I mean, no. Maybe you'll be less annoying if you get a vacation. You can go. If you feel like it. Not that I care."
Gin grinned his signature evil smile.
"So that settles it then. We're going."
Urahara: 6 Invitees: nil
Uryu POV
Uryu Ishida picked up his sewing needle. Very precisely, he inserted a minute pink thread into the eye. Success! The Quincy did a secretive little victory dance, after making sure no one was watching. As his dance was reaching the finale, he was startled by a knock on the door, and immediately sat down. Orihime, bright and bubbly as ever, entered the room, flanked by a bored Tatsuki.
"Hi, Ishida-kun!" she greeted, bowing with a gigantic smile.
Uryu adjusted his glasses.
"Hello, Inoue."
"Looks like we're the only ones in Sewing Club today," Orihime noticed, looking curiously around the club room.
"I wonder why…" Tatsuki mused sarcastically, "No offense, but everyone else quit Sewing Club to salvage what was left of their reputations."
Uryu ignored her and sewed his dress in silence for a few minutes, until a hell butterfly fluttered in through the open classroom window, depositing an envelope on Orihime's desk. Uryu bemusedly picked it up and began reading it out loud.
Dear Uryu Ishida ,Inoue Orihime ,and Tatsuki Arisawa ,
Congratulations! You are invited to stay at the Sand Dollar Beach Resort for three weeks by everyone's favorite shopkeeper 3. S/he will pay for all rooms, dinners, transportation and/or other activities. S/he will also decide the sleeping arrangements. Here is a personal message from you know who!.
HELLO DEAR FRIENDS OF ICHIGO AND RUKIA! I HEREBY INVITE YOU TO STAY WITH ME! NO NEED TO RSVP. IF YOU DON'T SHOW UP I RESERVE THE RIGHT TO ABDUCT YOU! (with help from my very dear friend Ryuuken…HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE! Come to Urahara Shoten within two hours. Or not. It's your choice. 3
3 Kisuke Urahara
P.S. Ichigo and Rukia are in attendance as well. ;3
Uryu cussed. (at the wooooorld…)
"Abduct us! Seriously! Psh. I'd like to see him try," Tatsuki scoffed skeptically, "And who even is Ryuuken?"
Orihime shrugged. Uryu, meanwhile had made his decision.
"We're going."
"What?"
"I said we're going. There's no way in hell I'm getting mixed up with him again. I'm done. Decision made." he affirmed.
"I'm so excited! We're going! To a resort! On a beach!" Orihime half-yelled excitedly.
Tatsuki let out a reluctant chuckle. She couldn't say no to Orihime.
"So that settles it then. We're going."
Urahara: 9 Invitees: ixnay
Mizuiro POV
Mizuiro stared absentmindedly out of the widow, completely ignoring Keigo's meaningless jabbering.
"-and she was freaking hot! Mizuiro? Mizuiro! Are you even listening to me?"
Mizuiro looked Keigo squarely in the eyes.
"No."
Keigo sighed.
"Whatever, let's just go find Chad."
Gathering up their schoolbags, the two highschoolers left the building in search of their friend.
"You know, Ichigo hasn't been in school much lately." Keigo began.
"yeah, he and Rukia always suddenly have random illnesses at the exact same time, and then rush off to the nurse's office."
"Well, let me let you in on a little secret," Keigo alluded pompously, "When I was at the nurse's office the last time-"
"Hey, why were you there anyways?"
"Tatsuki beat me up from staring too obviously at Orihime's boobs! Which I might add was completely unprovoked," Keigo protested, "Anyways, the point is that the nurse said she hadn't seen either Ichigo or Rukia in her office ever before."
"So the question is, what are they really doing?" Mizuiro mused.
"I bet it's something nasty," deliberated Keigo, "Man, what I wouldn't give for a sweet deal like tha-"
"I got it!" Mizuiro exclaimed, "Ichigo is actually an incredibly hot vampire, and Rukia, who is madly in love with Ichigo, is letting him drink her blood to keep him alive. So when they disappear in class, he must be drinking her blood!" ()
"That sounds…sexy," Keigo breathed, "Wait hold on a second. That's not possible!"
Mizuiro sniggered and, completely ignoring Keigo, mused, "I wonder how Ichigo keeps up with school and all?"
Keigo shrugged.
"I dunno. Maybe he's just failing or something."
"No, he's not. He's ranked in the top thirty in our school, so-"
"What? He's got better grades than me?" Keigo roared, outraged.
"So Ichigo is getting about half the class time as you do, yet his grades are about twice as good as yours. How interesting." Mizuiro concluded."
"Don't say that! It makes me sound stupid."
"…Exactly."
The boys were so busy bickering that they failed to notice Chad, studying at a picnic table, until they bumped into him. Literally.
"No, your stup-Oh hey, Chad," Keigo greeted, stopping mid-insult.
Chad nodded his hello, and returned to studying. Then Keigo noticed his notes.
Aghast he yelled indignantly, "You too Chad? Studying? This is atrocious. You and Ichigo both, you-" Keigo was stopped short as a small, black butterfly gently touched down on the table in front of them, dropping a large envelope before departing again.
"What the hell?"
After getting over the appearance of a random butterfly, Mizuiro picked up the letter, opened it and began divulging its contents.
Dear Yasutora Sado ,Keigo Asano ,and Mizuiro Koijima ,
Congratulations! You are invited to stay at the Sand Dollar Beach Resort for three weeks by everyone's favorite shopkeeper 3. S/he will pay for all rooms, dinners, transportation and/or other activities. S/he will also decide the sleeping arrangements. Here is a personal message from you know who!.
HELLO FELLOW PEOPLE WHO LOVE MESSING WITH ICHIGO'S LOVE LIFE! I HEREBY INVITE YOU TO STAY WITH ME! I also invited Ichigo and Rukia, who will be sharing a room in the hotel. Unfortunately, there is only one bed. I'm not saying, but I'm just saying…HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE! Come to Urahara Shoten within two hours or I will be forced to kidnap you!
3 Kisuke Urahara
The three students gawked at the letter. (Well, minus Chad, who stared at it impassively, only blinking when he saw Ichigo's name)Keigo broke the silence first.
"Oh my god. We are going to this resort thing."
Mizuiro frowned thoughtfully.
"But who is this Urahara guy anyways? And how does he know Ichigo and Rukia?" he wondered suspiciously, "Maybe...ah, who cares anyways? This is our big chance to set them up! Why wouldn't they do something at least slightly perverted if they're in a room with a convenient hotel bed nearby? And I will make sure that we will be there to see it! Or at least hear it. I just bought these awesome hidden audio recorders that we can put in their room."
"This is brilliant!" Keigo schemed excitedly, turning to Chad and asking, "You wanna come?"
The Mexican shrugged. If Ichigo truly loved Rukia, then Chad would obviously help him in his endeavors.
Mizuiro had an evil gleam in his eyes.
"So that settles it then. We're going."
Urahara: 12 Invitees: zeeeeeeero ;3
Renji POV
Renji unsheathed Zabimaru, and ran his finger along the zanpakuto's uneven edge. Apparently ready, he brandished it at his enemy.
"Roar, Zabimaru!" he yelled.
His opponent, an unfortunately chosen sakura tree, was obliterated by the red-haired shinigami's bankai. Renji grinned in approval.
"Having fun, are we?"
Renji flinched, and turned to find none other than Kenpachi and Yachiru viewing the diced remains of the tree with amusement. Renji let out his breath in a tremendous whoosh.
"God dammit, Zaraki-taicho, you nearly scared me to death," he accused.
Yachiru let out a burst of laughter.
"That's what Ken-chan normally does!" she giggled.
The gigantic taicho looked affectionately up at her.
"So, Kenpachi," Renji began, sheathing Zabimaru, "Now that you have officially ruined my morning practice, what do you want?"
Kenpachi grinned maliciously.
"Yachiru has something she wants to say to you."
Renji groaned.
"Please tell me it's not about candy…it's not about candy, is it?"
Yachiru shook her head.
"No, spiky-kun," she said, gesturing to his hair, "Yachiru has a serious question for you."
Renji rolled his eyes and reluctantly asked, "Awright, Yachiru, what do you wanna say to me?"
"Me and Ken-chan got a letter from hat and clogs-kun today," she began, "and-"
"Wait, hat and clogs-kun?" Renji was confused. "Who's that?"
"Kisuke Urahara," Kenpachi clarified, "Go on, Yachiru."
"Hat and clogs-kun invited me and ken-chan to a beach vacation!" she giggled maniacally.
Scowling, he wondered, "What does this have to do with me?"
"…aaaaaand he invited you too! See?" Yachiru finished happily, presenting him with an already opened letter. He bemusedly read it aloud.
Dear Kenpachi Zaraki ,Yachiru Kusajishi ,and Renji Abarai ,
Congratulations! You are invited to stay at the Sand Dollar Beach Resort for three weeks by everyone's favorite shopkeeper 3. S/he will pay for all rooms, dinners, transportation and/or other activities. S/he will also decide the sleeping arrangements. Here is a personal message from you know who!.
HELLO MY FELLOW BADASSES! I HEREBY INVITE YOU TO STAY WITH ME! For Renji, Kuchiki-taicho is going as well, and he requests your assistance in handling, ehe…matters…yeah, so…HOPE TO SEE YOU THERE! (Unless you want to disobey Kuchiki-taicho…) Come to Urahara Shoten within two hours or I will give all my extra Halloween candy to Yachiru! (Kenpachi knows what I'm talking about…let's not go there.)
3 Kisuke Urahara
Renji Abarai was not a timid man. He easily mastered his bankai when the situation called for it, and he was one of the few shinigami who did not feel threatened by either Kenpachi or Yachiru. He even had spiky hair and badass tattoos. Very few things intimidated him. His taicho, Byakuya, was one of them.
Kenpachi, seeing the resigned expression on Renji's face, assumed wryly, "That changes things, doesn't it?"
Renji nodded wordlessly, and Yachiru could barely contain her excitement.
"Ken-chan, ken-chan!" she jabbered, "Spiky-kun is going too! That makes Yachiru happy! We can use his suitcase for the candy!"
Kenpachi shot Renji one of his rare looks of gratitude.
"Thank God. Now she won't use my suitcase."
Renji let out a reconciled sigh.
"So that settles it then. We're going."
Urahara: 14 Invitees: -1 (just kidding) 0
Byakuya POV
Byakuya silently shunpoed into the doorway of Urahara Shoten, Senbonzakura sheathed and at his side. He moved swiftly through the hidden door to the dimly lit backroom, where he found Kisuke Urahara hastily filling out forms on a small table. Yoruichi stood looking slightly bored with lost enthusiasm behind him, playing absentmindedly with a piece of string.
The shopkeeper looked up.
"WELCOME, CUSTOMER!" he greeted, rather loudly for Byakuya's taste, and hurriedly shoving the forms behind his back.
This did not amuse the stoic ninth division captain.
However, he chose to ignore it for the time being, and queried, "I came to receive my upgraded gigai. Is it completed yet?"
"Er, yes. Yeah, it's done," Urahara stalled, "Yoruichi, get it for him, please."
Yoruichi rolled her eyes and disappeared through another door. Urahara, still very obviously blocking the invitations, cleared his throat.
"So…" he began awkwardly, "Killed any hollows lately?"
Byakuya completely ignored the merchant's feeble attempts to hide the letters, asked another question very pointedly.
"What are you hiding behind your back?"
Urahara apparently considered this for a moment, then made the wise decision to hand over the invites. Byakuya examined them, and upon reaching Keigo, Mizuiro, and Chad's, was shocked.
"Ichigo…and Rukia? My sister and that annoying pervert, staying in the same hotel room, with a convenient hotel bed right next to them? What are you thinking?" (2)
Urahara grinned sheepishly.
"I, well…I thought it would be hilarious!" he admitted.
Byakuya glared at him.
"How is that in any way funny?" he demanded, "I fail to see any merits to this situation."
The trader struggled to find an upside.
"It could be a…a learning experience for Rukia!" he fabricated out of the blue, "I mean, it's always said that people learn best from experience, right? So she could learn to stay away from perverts like Ichigo…?"
Byakuya frowned mockingly, but then his face lit up.
"You may have a point," he acknowledged halfheartedly, and then his resolve strengthened as the path became clear.
"I am going to this resort of yours," he stated firmly, "I must oversee this relationship of Rukia's. Also, make Abarai-san come too. He may be able to assist me."
And with that, he left, his captain's haori swirling.
"If you want to come, be back here in two hours!" Urahara called after him.
As soon as Byakuya was out of hearing range, Yoruichi reentered the room with a wry smile on her face.
"You really are a master of manipulation," she praised grudgingly.
Urahara grinned evilly, and stared at the door that Byakuya had just exited in moments ago.
"This should definitely make things more…interesting."
Final Score: Urahara: 15 Invitees: NOTHING.
NOW LET THE REAL GAMES BEGIN!
So…were you confused? I know there's a lot of POVs, and there's gonna be a whole lot of pairings.
(1) This is just my little tribute to Vampire Knight. ;P
(2) Ironically, Bya-kun almost had the exact same reaction as Keigo and Mizuiro. Maybe he is a pervert after all…
TELL ME WATCHA THINK!
