Let's Play a Game of War Ch 1 Can I help you?, a bleach fanfic

Welcome all to the greatest event of a lifetime! With your host ~drumroll~ The one and only ! Woooo!!!!
I give myself to much credit lol.
Anyways thank you for joining me again to whitness the opening of the Sequal to 'Let's Play a Game of Chess!' This new and envigerating story will hold more suspense, more action, more death, explosions, and lots lots more! Please hold on to your seats as this rollercoaster is going to take you on the ride of your life with plot twists and special guest appearences (not entierly) and lots and lots of actiony goodness! And, Toushiro and Momo have a suprise for everyone out there but shh you didn't hear it from me!
Please turn off all electronical devices and hold on... This is going to be one BuMPy ride!!

Enjoy!

It was barly into the night yet and life on the street was streeming with laughter. Kids were out scoundering around for prizes and wondering what the funny clown will do next. The fair was in town and everyone was there. And this litterally means, everyone! Even the Govner was there (and no it is not Arnold, in this it's old man Yamamoto!). Some guys from the FBI even decided to show up with their families and friends. But one group that stood out the most was a bunch of misfit outcasts. Spiky red head, short white haired guy, happy girl, freaky guy with freaky girl, and an orange haired guy... Sound familiar yet?

Renji, Toushiro, Momo, their new recruit, Ichigo Kurosaki, Mayori, and Nemu all were there to have a good time... Freaky that Mayori came out but still... Renji challanged the new guy to Shoot the Ducks over and over again and lost every time. He even lost to Momo. AND Nemu. And everyone else he challanged... They all picked fun at him until he told Toushiro that he couldn't beat a girl at it... And he was right. Nemu and Momo beat him. Then Ichigo thought he could beat the girls... He beat Nemu but it seemed Momo was unbeatable. The guys started to say she was cheating, but they new better than to say that... Especialy since she could bench more than twice of what they weighed. Momo had drug Renji by the ear and threw him into the Dunk-Tank. The rest of the guys shut up until Momo had her sugar rush.

Momo plus cotton-candy and loads of chocolate equals one hell of a weird time. Momo had not only won the most prizes but she beat the 'Worlds Fastest Man" in a foot race and lifted more weight than the "Worlds Strongest Man all within twenty minuts... Though they were just phoney, it was still a sight to see. Especially for the spectators...

...Somewhere off on the Fair Grounds...

Two teens had snuck into one of the tents seeing if they could score some major money. This wasn't the first time they had done this either. They new the tents better than the back of their hands. One of the guys kept guard while the other went inside and snooped around for the stash. A smile shot across his face when he found the safe. Cracking it would be a breez. The combonation was on the back. 23, 25, 19, 00. Click. Open sesame. Inside was thousands of dollars just begging to be spent. He quickly grabbed the stash and ran out of the tent. He and his friend ran. They ran all the way back to the empty building. They ran up the stairs. They ran to the rooms. Locked the rooms. Locked the window. Locked them inside with their winnings. With their riches. With their greed. With their demise.

They spilt out the green onto the cot and sorted through what they wanted and split it between themselves. Miniacle laughter left their greed little mouths and they started to place the money in seperate bags and ready to leave for their real homes off in the dark side of town. The locked door was unlocked. The unlocked door would not open. The unlocked door was locked from the outside now. They unlocked the window. They opened the window. They looked out of the window and saw people looking up at them. These people were not nice. They were not welcomeing, they were not there to say hello. The door opened slowly. The boys started to cower in fear of what may happen to them. So it may seem that they were at the end, the oldest took a daring chance and grabbed for a gun he had stole from his fathers desk. Fully loaded and ready to fire on twitch.

A dark haired man walked into the room with four people behind him. One with black hair, one with cyan, one with pink, and one bald. The bald one was huge. Bulky, covered in muscle. His eyes had the look of death. The pink haired male had glasses but his stare was undoubtably blood-chilling. The tast of blood is what he wanted. The black haired man was heartless, emotionless, souless. He saw the boys as trash in their way. Almost like eh would take care of them his self, no matter how younge they be. The cyan haired man had a smile that could kill. His face looked past the boys and right at their fear. He could smell their fear, feel their fear, see their fear, just about feel their fear. The man smiled.

The oldest boy raised the gun at the intruders and shook with fear of death. What-if's ran through his mind. What if he missed? What if he can't do it? What if... What if... What if?

"Put the gun down now, boy."

Both jumped in fear. The voice was full of nothing and as loud as silence. It was yelling in their ears to comply but they did not want to die.

"I will say it once more, drop it."

His voice more commanding now. The largest man took a step forward and his smile grew and grew the closer he got. The youngest boy didn't want it to end this way. He stood up and chuncked his bag at them.

"Take it! We didn't want the money anyways!" he cried.

The cyan man simply smiled and dropped the bag.

"Now, what made you think that we want money, brat?"

His voice, his stare, his face, it all reminded them of a jungle cat. He ran up to the youngest boy and grabbed his arm behind his back. Full of speed and death lingered on the boys neck. The youngest boy cried oiut in fear and pain. His arm was being pulled out of his joint socket but at the same time never moved. The oldest took this as his chance to run. He too threw his money at the men and ran to the window. He jumped. He never felt the ground hit. He only saw in from five stories up to his desent to it. A slight miscalculation or a sad attempt of suicide. It didn't matter. The boy was in eminse pain now and losing blood at an alarming rate. He would be dead before three A.M.. The youngest boy strugled to get free but was tripped to the floor. The group gathered around and and laughed like the clowns they looked like...

...Back at the Fair Grounds...

The gang was ready for sleep. They hadn't had this much R&R since never. Ichigo finally got tired of Momo going on a sugar rush and tied her to a tree to see if she could take the gree with her. She almost did but Toushiro untied her after five minutes. He didn't feel like explaining why a pine tree went missing. By then the time was around two-thirty. They all started their way to their own cars and stopped for a moment to give one final goodbye until tomorrow for work.

A woman came running onto the parking lot screaming for help. She ran up to Ichigo and clung to his shirt crying in fear of what she saw. Babling the scene.

"The boy... blood... the boy... the boy... he won't move!"

They all looked at eachother and got into their cars. The woman went with Ichigo and led them all to the spot where she saw the boy. The boy who jumped out the window. Renji wanted to throw up but he had seen to many bodies like this to do so. Ichigo on the other hand did do so. This was his first sight of a bloody scene. Toushiro started to question the woman and called for imidiate back up. Momo ran over to the boy and checked for a pulse... Nothing at first but... 1... 1 2... 1... 1 2... He was alive...

"Toushiro! Ambulance!" she called out.

Ichigo ran over after finishing his regurgitation battle and helped find where most of the bleeding was coming from. His head had hit the concret hard and you could clearly make out where his skull had shattered.

"He jumped... I saw him jump... Why why why? He jumped. I didn't stop him. Why?" the woman went on and one blaming herself for him jumping.

Momo gasped and shut her eyes...

His pulse stopped. The pooled blood was enough to explain why he left. No need to try to save him now. He was gone and nothing could be done to save him now.

"Time of death... three-twelve A.M. Find out who his parents are!" Ichigo yelled to Renji.

Renji nodded and jumped into his car. Nobody thought they could see someone go from 0-80 in that quick of time. And that was with OUT the sirens blarring. Momo used her jaket to cover the body out of pure respect. Though she thought the boy didn't deserve it he was still human. A small whimper came from the alley not far from her and Momo went to check it out. She found a boy sitting by the dumpster crying and cliging to a gun. She could tell he was shaking out of pure start terror. Whatever happened to him, it could not have been good. Momo heard the gun be loaded and cocked back for shooting. Momo gasped and ran to the boy.

Ichigo noticed that Momo had gone missing and started to look around. Then, He and Toushiro heard her yell 'no' at the tops of her lungs.

The gun went off and Toushiro darted to the alley.

Two suicides in one night. Nothing new but this was to close together for coincedence. They had no proof for anything BUT suicide. Both had a whitness. What a way to let go, huh?

Momo held the boy and walked out of the alley with him in her arms. She didn't mind the blood staining her blouse. It was old anyways... They left there ways when backup finally showed up from the station. Ichigo went home to clean off his newly found terror of death and Renji decided to stay at the station and work later. Overtime Momo thought he said. Momo got back into her car and Toushiro did the same. Their destination... Home.

Momo moved in with Toushiro not long ago. About a month or less maybe. They never did catch that man who broke into her home that one night everything happened. He never showed up again. But Momo couldn't be happier living with him. His home was small and quaint. Not to much furnituer but enough to call it a home. The living room was nothing but a coffee table, a small television, a couch and a lamp. But everything seemed to just go perfect together. Perfect. As Momo put it 'like creamcheese and grape jelly on a summer night... and a banana to top it off!' but that's what Toushiro just loved about her. She was herself and proud of it.

They reached home and parked in the street. The driveway was in the middle of being repaved after some kids thought it'd be funny to trash it and plant three dozen TnT firecrackers underneath it... He still can't fugure out how they did it. On the door step sat a white cat, purring and greeting them as they approched the door. All this time and he kept Yuki. He and Yuki had grown fond of eachother over time and she just followed him and waited for Toushiro now. Yuki was now about four or five months old now. Momp picked her up and cuddled her as they entered their home.

...Later that night... or more like around four in the morning...

Momo lay in bed asleep while Toushiro continued to think about both the boys that died on that day. Something just felt off to him. He had this weird feeling about something bad going to happen ever since Aizen got away that orrible day. Who knows what the wreched man was contemplating right now. Who knowws what plans he had for the police station... For the people... for everyone and everything. Thw winds outside started to pick up and it startled Toushiro slightly and he walked over to window, thinking he was being watched. Surely enough, a man stood on the street looking at his window. He looked over at Momo before grabbing his pistole and slowly making his way down the stairs. The only sound came fropm his track pant's legs rubbing against one another. He looked out the living room window and the man was still looking at his window. What a weird guy. Maybe he thought they were asleep the both of them. Toushiro slowly opened the door and pointed his pistole but when the door was fully opened, the man was gone. No sign of him ever being there. The winds blew and a chill ran up his spine. Fall was comeing along fast and it wouldn't be long until it was here. Toushiro brushed off his uneasiness and made his way back to bed. He saw Momo looking out the window when he got back to the room and stood in the doorway wondering what she was doing. She turned and looked at him with unsure eyes.

"That man... He's just looking here..."

Toushiro tensed and ran to the window. Sure enough, that man was there. But how? Toushiro did not see him when he opened to door to confrount him. Toushiro stormed down the stairs and back to the frount door. He flung the door open and the man looked at him and smiled. Slowly, he walked to Toushiro with arms out like a contradicting greeting. Almost like he was taunting him. Telling him 'try it. come and get me if you can.' Toushiro stormed towards the man but the wind picked up and dust flew in his eyes. When he regained composure, the man was gone. Out of sight. The street was empty now. Just paved darkness. A black river running through his dead yard. Somethign was off and he would find out what it was soon... He could feel it.

Toushiro made his way back to the room and Momo sat on the edge still looking out the window. He could tell she was think hard about something. The moon shined brightly blinding Toushiro with its luminating brilliance. He sat next to Momo and put his arm around her waist. She looked at him with worry but she could not for the life of herself figure out what she was worried about. Nor could Toushiro. The night was just to eventful. The door downstairs crashed open. Momo jumped and grabed her pistole. Toushiro held his tight. Both slowly made their way down the stairs. The door lay on the ground with a boot print on the white paint. Someone was inside, but did they have to make such an enterence? Toushiro glided over to kitchen area and Momo to the bathroom. Hall closet, livingroom, laundry, basement, nothing. Was someone just looking for some excitment and a rush of engery? Did they already get what they wanted? What was going on. Momo loosend up and sighed.

"I'm going back to bed. Whoever or whatever it was is already gone." With that Momo left for the bedroom.

Toushiro sighed and went to the door to analize what damage was really done. The hinges were going to need to be replaced and the door itself had a huge boot print embeded in the middle of it now. There goes another three hundred of his next paycheck. He was about to start back to room and lay back down but he heard Momo yell. Someone WAS in the house. Toushiro darted up the stares and saw Momo pointing her gun at someone laying in the bed. His hair was unruly and slightly messy and his face needed to be shaved.

"Now now, I thought you would have appreciated me comeing to visit you, Shorty!"

"S-Shunsuei? What the hell are you doing here?! You are not due back from Japan for another three years! You owe me a new door!!!"

Shunsuei laughed and sat up. Momo put her pistole down and looked at him with confusion. This man was randomly in their bed laughing and Toushiro knew him...

"Uh, Shiro?" Momo asked raising a brow.

"Arigato! Watashi no namae wa Kyouraku Shunsui des!"

"Deteike!"

"You are so rude, Shorty-kun!"

Momo just looked at the two confused and let them duke it out. One was speaking almost perfect Japanese while Toushiro was trying to kick him out... And Toushir knew Japanese pretty well himself amazingly...

"Yo, Baikei!"

Toushiro planted his foot in Shunsui's face, causing him to go flying back and onto the bed.

"Stop hitting on my girlfriend! Oji-teme!"

Momo slowly back away and made her way out the room... She could tell this was going to be one... Long... Night.

Hope this first chapter started out ok! Thought I might have Shunsui cause a havoc for a while! Don't worry! He don't get hurt, he's just there for now idk what I'm going to have him do or what I'm gonna have his occupation be and why he is in america to begin with! lol but I'll get there...

Review please! Hope you liked this! I took me longer than I thought to write it, I wanted it to be longe but Something i wanted to put in this chapter would have been huge spoliers!