I've had this written for a while but never bothered to post since it's really kinda short. Doesn't have much to do with the previous chapter, and infact it takes place before since during this chapter none of the vizards have actually met Ichigo yet.

I really wasn't planning on writing more, mostly because I've kinda come down from my Shinji/Hiyori high (lol), but I got this awesome email about an hour ago from Pointless. I never thought someone would enjoy my fic enough to draw a fanart for it, but alas it's been done! If you google Doodlebuggy it's the first link. =x It's so cute! And exactly how I had pictured it too! I was stuck on how to write that portion of the chapter for a couple of days just because the words just weren't coming out right, but the moment was captured perfectly in this fanart. Thank you so much!

With that said, I still have my notes and partially written things that could be linked to the fic in some way. I can try to work on them and see what happens, as I'd hate to disappoint. I guess this is just something I decided to post to hopefully hold you over til I can work on something better. ^^ Now before my author's note becomes longer than this chapter...


Daybreak

It was long ago that Lisa decided 6am was the best time of the day. While most would still be lost in the abyss of their dreams, she was out enjoying the first signs of daybreak.

Lisa picked up jogging a few years after their exile. Waking up this early was as natural as breathing to her. She always took the same path, passed the same houses, smiled to the same paper boys out on their morning route, and stopped at the same bench to rest up and enjoy her morning coffee. There was never much else to this daily ritual. Until today that is.

As Lisa strolled back into the rustic warehouse she called home, she had to do a double take as she eyed an oddly dressed Shinji sitting at the table with a not-so-amused look on his face. Lisa then glanced at Hiyori, who was quite literally rolling on the floor laughing. The other Vizards looked like they might join her any second. No one was ever up this early unless it was for something important, and apparently this was.

"Would you guys shut up? You're the ones making me do this!" Lisa had nearly forgotten that this was Shinji's first day at Karakura High. She held back a giggle as well.

"Someone grab a camera," Hiyori spat out through her laughter.

Mashiro was already one step ahead, bouncing around Shinji snapping shots every few seconds. He took a few swings at the moving camera but eventually gave up and rose from his seat.

"Oh come on! It's not like I can just show up without a uniform on! This is an undercover mission! I'd like to see you grow the balls to put on the girl's uniform and go recruit this guy Hiyori" Shinji muttered the last sentence as he turned to head out.

One would think that an ex-captain would have better reflexes, but Shinji seemed to lack in that department whenever Hiyori's footwear was involved. Her sandle bounced off the back of his head and landed a few feet away. His hand went up to instinctively rub the back of his head.

Shinji turned and flashed one of his trademark grins, "Oi Lisa, let Hiyori borrow one of your outfits for the day. She's coming with me."

"Like hell, dickhead!" the other sandal flew and whacked him in the forehead.

The vizards watched them exchange arguments for a bit longer, heads moving back and forth between the two, before Hiyori just got fed up and kicked him out, slamming the door behind him.

"I better not see your ugly ass again until you have Kurosaki with you!" And with that Hiyori stomped away down the stairs to the training area.
Lisa rubbed her forehead. Maybe it'd be a good idea if she stayed out just a little longer on her morning runs for a while.