Yes, I started over. Don't sue me, I just wanted to make it better XD

So, I bring you the sequel! (again)

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Chapter 1

Byakuya sighed. He had a suspicious feeling that something was about to happen. He racked his brain for anything, anything, but could come up with no ideas.

Also, Rukia had been home a lot more than usual. When he had asked why, she merely shrugged and commented, "My friends said they're all busy," and went back to reading her book. Byakuya stared at her a while longer, and detecting no sadness or fury, left it at that.

The buds on the trees grew larger and birds began singing in the sunny mornings. Squirrels came out of hibernation and began to hunt for acorns and berries. Anyone could figure out that these meant the beginning of spring.

And with spring came spring cleaning. Everywhere Shinigami were throwing out trash, cleaning out the contents in their desks. Byakuya was among them, leafing through the papers in his bottom drawer.

Wedged between some status reports, he found a rumpled photo. After straightening it out and bringing it up closer to his face, his eyes widened. The picture was of him, dressed in the tacky disco outfit he had been forced to wear. His eyes were bloodshot and his hair hung limp. There were scattered empty cups all around and he was holding a half-full one.

Byakuya winced, this must've been taken when he got drunk in the real world. He had hoped to keep that memory locked up and so far he had succeeded, but the photograph had started to dissolve the mental barrier that held them closed.

Byakuya tossed the photo into the trash can, hoping to never see it again.

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Rukia walked through the bustling Shinigami carrying out their jobs. Ukitake had assigned her the job of going around and burning everything with her kidou, Pale Fire Crash. So far she had disposed of everything, except for the trash in the sixth division.

She saved her Nii-sama's room for last. Before she forever burned the contents from his trash can, a photo caught her eye.

After picking it up and just glancing at it, Rukia burst out laughing. Startled by the commotion, Renji, who had been sweeping outside the door, ran in. He found Rukia sitting on Byakuya's desk, tears in the corners of her eyes and a photograph clutched in her hand. He mistook the tears for sadness and his face took on a look of concern.

"Rukia! What's wrong; what happened?!" He rushed over and faced her, grabbing hold of her thin shoulder blades.

Rukia shook her head vigorously, a light smile on her face.

"No, no! I was just laughing really hard!" She showed a confused Renji the picture she discovered and his eyes widened. He suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, identical tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

"What's going on in here?" Byakuya came out of nowhere and appeared in the doorway, an accusing stare, directed mainly at Renji. Rukia hid the photograph and subtly shot a questioning look to Renji, who responded by lightly shaking his head 'no'.

"Just laughing at old memories, Nii-sama," Rukia batted her eyelashes and smiled innocently.

Byakuya sighed, stared at Renji one more time, then left.

As soon as they were sure Byakuya was out of earshot, Rukia whirled to face Renji, her inquisitive violet eyes sparkling. "Spill."

And so, Renji explained how they organized a trip to the real world, and Byakuya got drunk off of beer.

"Ohh.. so that's where you were taking Nii-sama that one time!"

"Yep."

"And wait- don't you mean sake?"

"Nope. Beer. Don't ask me, the American's thought of it."

"Ah."

Renji then continued to describe how Grimmjow was there and challenged Byakuya to a drinking contest, and they were in the final round when Aizen came and dragged Grimmjow away.

Rukia sat lost in thought, awe and shock etched onto her face.

"Wow. So tell me Renji, does this 'beer' provoke such a challenge as juice boxes? Or does it taste such as odd as coffee?"

They went on to discuss the finer points and the not-so-fine points of beer, while a plan started to grow in Renji's head.

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"The BBTCSA (Bringing Beer To Clueless Shinigami Association) meeting is starting."

Matsumoto banged her judge's gravel against the table twice and the gossip around her stopped. "Secretary Yumichika, roll call please?"

"Yeah. President Matsumoto?"

"Here."

"Vice President Renji?"

"Yeah."

"Treasurer Ikkaku?"

He waved from where he had been slumped in a chair. Rather than calling out the other members, Yumichika scanned the room, counting the other members. "Okay... everyone else is here too. We're good."

"A'ight. Now as for our plan-"

"Hey!" Renji stood up, raising his hand. "Look, I know we were going to take Byakuya again, but I have another idea."

"Oh? Well, what is it?"

"Oh, well, uh, I thought, why not take Rukia?" He filled in the club members of what happened earlier. "Besides, this would also affect Byakuya as well."

Matsumoto scratched the top of her head, lost in thought. "Why not?"

Renji was taken aback; he didn't expect it to be so easy. "Wait- you mean we can?"

"That's what I said, isn't it?"

They began to plan out the trip to the real world, deciding to go one week from Friday.

Renji's plan was set in motion, and once it started, it couldn't be stopped.