Kuji Yamamoto soul reaper and captain of the Ninth Division, his grandfather is the great Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto. Not many people were aware of him; it wasn't like his grandfather was ashamed of him. Quite the opposite, his grandfather was proud of him. He was everything his grandfather would want in a grandson. Kuji was strong, determine and powerful. He was one of the most feared hand-to hand combatants in the whole soul society. Although they could butt heads sometime -due to Kuji laziness. He knew his grandfather cared about him.

He ran his hand over a scar on his eye; he had received it many years ago, during his time as lieutenant in the thirteen divisions. He also met Soi-Fon during those times; it was love at first sight for him-for her not so much. She ignore all his advances, threw all his gifts away and he had lost count on how many she had stung him with her zanpakuto. After thirties years of her turning him down, she finally accepted to go on a date with him. Of course he had secretly bribe Yoruichi into forcing her, but she didn't have to know that. Now ten years later they were engage; he couldn't believe tomorrow he would be a married man. Everyone thought he would be forever single like his best friend and fellow captain, Shunsui Kyoraku. They're both were infamously known as the skirt chaser in the Soul Society, unlike his friend he found his one true love. So today he decided he will party as a single man one last time.

He had to the liberty of inviting some of his closes friends, he looked around the room and saw Shunsui, Byakuya, Toshiro, and Kenpachi and - wait was that Ichigo? When the hell did he get here? He didn't even know the substitute soul reaper very well, nor did he like him very much.

Why would he be at his bachelor party?

"Must be a main character thing," he thought.

"Oi, Kuji when is the women coming?" a voice slurred interrupting Kuji from his thoughts.

Kuji spun around to see his old friend Shunsui with a bottle of saké in his hand, and a few other bottles empty on the counter. He knew the man was just getting started, by another hour he would've drunken every bottle of sake in the whole casino.

Kuji glanced at his watch. "Very soon my friend."

"I didn't come here to see any women" Ichigo said, with his usual scowl on his face. Kuji rolled his eyes.

"You're not supposed to be here at all," Kuji mumble grimly under his breath. For the record it wasn't his idea to invite the teen, if anything he would have invited Isshin instead, at least his father knew how to have fun.

Kenpachi who was sitting not too far from the teen watched with amusement in his eyes. "Never seen naked women before huh?"

Ichigo waved his hand in dismissal. "It's not like that, I just don't like see women dance for money."

"I do!" Shunsui and Kuji said in unison, pumping their fist into the air. Toshiro rolled his eyes at the older very desperate men.

Kenpachi took a greedy swig out of his sake bottle, finishing the bottle and slamming it down on the table. "We could always spar if you want?"

Ichigo's eyes widen and you could see the fear in his face. It was no way he was going to fight that barbaric beast of a man again. He barely had made it out the last time they fought, and he knew this time would be no different.

"No thanks," Ichigo said quickly, avoiding all eye contact with the spiky hair captain, hoping it would end that suggesting quickly.

"Why not, you aren't scared are you?"

"Your sparring match rules are 'fight to death', I very much like living thank you very much."

"We could always fight till someone bleeding out or on the verge of death."

"Must you always resort to barbaric measure Zaraki," Byakuya broke in.

"Must you always be a damn pansy Kuchiki?" Zaraki shot-back at the noble, who in return glared daggers into the barbaric man.

"Can't we all just get along," Kuji asked hopefully, intervening in the men confrontation.

"No!" they respond at the same time.

"Well lucky I took all your swords before we came to the casino," Kuji said cheerfully. He knew that Byakuya and Kenpachi could not stay in the same room, without trying to rip each other into shreds-more literally for Byakuya, since his shikai could really do that.

"So play nice until tomorrow," he chided.

"I sure hope Matsumoto during her paperwork," Toshiro mumble out loud, ignoring everyone.

"Oh, shiro-chan don't worry about paperwork," Shunsui stated obvious drunk, he placed his arm sluggishly around the tenth divisions captain.

"Don't call me that," Toshiro said, angrily throwing the drunken man arm from around him causing him to stumble backward.

Kuji sighed, his bachelor party wasn't going to be no fun with everyone bickering. He had dreamed about this day for years, even more so than his wedding (don't tell Soi-Fon). He wanted this bachelor party to be one he would never forget. He had hoped he wouldn't need his secret weapon he got from Captain Kurotsuchi, but this was important to him so he was force to do it. He slid inconspicuously into the kitchen with a bottle of pills in his hand. He opened the cabinet, and took six shot-glasses down. He filled each one with a drink he had gotten from the living world.

He drop one pill into each glass causing a light purple substances, he stirred it until it dissolve. He placed each glass on the tray and headed back off into the living room with the "rough crowd".

"I hope this works," he thought

"Alright everyone I made special drinks," he said handing everyone a glass, than grabbing the last one for him. "Drink up, and don't leave a drop."

He hated how bad his hand started to sweat; he has never been good at lying. Maybe no one would notices the sweat.

"Why are you sweating Kuji"? Byakuya raised an inquiry eyebrow, at his childhood friend who was sweating even more rapidly than normal.

Kuji rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "What are you talking about I'm not nervous," he said wiping his sweating palms on his shirt. "It's not like I poison your drink to make you loosen up or something...would I do such a thing?"

"Hmm..."

Flashback:

"Hey Byakuya," a younger Kuji said, bursting into the newly appointed sixth divisions captain office.

Byakuya who was use to his friend strange antic for attention never looked up from his paperwork. "What do you need Kuji?" he asked in an apathetic tone, placing another pile of paperwork into the 'done' pile.

"I just thought since it was your first day, me being your best friend would make you some of my special tea," he gloated proudly thrusting his left fist into the air, and holding unto the tray with the other.

"Why would you fix me tea," he inquired, finally looking up from his work.

Kuji rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "What a straight man can't fix his equally straight friend a cup of tea, it's not like I would poison you to take embarrassing picture...would I do such a thing?"

Byakuya thought back into flashback when they were younger, Kuji had given him one of his special drinks, after that all he remembered was he had somehow woken up in that were-cat house with no shirt on and a bunch of camera in the room. He knew he had been poison by someone-but whom? He knew Kuji would not do such a thing...right?

"Very well," he said drinking the tea, not noticing that Kuji eyes were beaming mischievously.

The next day he had woken with a major headache, he had somehow inadvertently ended up in the woman's bathing area. Many fan-girls had gathered around to take pictures. He swore he would figure out why every time Kuji gave him a drink he would not remember nothing after that. Was it that damn were-cat sneaking in, and poison him while he wasn't looking?

End of Flashback

"Of course not," Byakuya said amicably, turning back to the drink in his hand. Kuji let out a relief breath.

"I'm too young to drink," Ichigo pointed out.

"Again why is he here," Kuji mutter darkly folding his arms, him and the author will have a long nice talk about this.

Kenpachi snorted. "Well if you aren't going to fight, just shut up and drink."

"I agreeeeeeeee," Shunsui said slurring the vowed, finishing his glass and taking yet his sixth sake bottle from the bar.

"This tasted disgusting," Toshiro announced rather loudly, slamming the glass down on the table.

Ichigo had taken a sip of his and started gagging rapidly. It was also obvious the teen had never drunk a day in his life.

"C-can't b-breath," he said gasping for air. Kuji patted him on the back and shove the rest into his mouth, which caused the teen to gag even more.

Kuji smiled brilliantly. "Don't worry you'll be fine." "

"It does taste a bit like piss, but not any piss. The piss you take after a good bottle of orange soda." Kenpachi stated matter-of-factly, not releasing how wrong his statement sounded.

"..."everyone said glaring at the large man.

Silenced.

"Not like I tasted it before or something," the spiky hair captain cleaned up, daring anyone to question him.

"Well it looks like this will turn out to be a great bachelor party after all," Kuji said cheerfully, he place his hands behind his head and took a seat at the bar. He drew his sleeve and looked at his watch, if he was correct his "special ingredient" should be kicking in about five minutes.

"Now to sit back and wait for epicenes to kick in…. Wait did I poison my drink as well?" he thought, trying to recant back to when he was in the kitchen.

He thought about it.

"Awww shit!"