Takumi was tired. He just had finished dealing with a particularly stubborn theater executive planning where their next show would be. All he wanted now was to fall asleep.

"Honey! I'm home!" he called out. No answer. Where was Hachi? Takumi spotted a piece of paper on the table.

I went out to buy veggies! ˆwˆ, There's dinner in the stove.

Be back soon!

Love you,

-Your darling wife. 3

Takumi smiled, imagining his little dog barking. Before heading to the stove though, he flopped down on the couch, needing to sit down for a second. Whew, that felt good, he thought, closing his eyes.

Suddenly, he sat up straight. That was weird… he felt shivers down his spine. It was nothing, probably. Oh well, he'd better go get the food. As he stood up, he gasped, and took a step backward.

A man had walked into the room. Through a wall. His long hair had these weird white things in them, and he was wearing a translucent scarf. He was frowning, his face delicately in a sign of disapproval. And he was wearing old-fashioned black and white robes, with a sword! Oh my god he was carrying a sword! He was holding a small device in his hand, and staring at it.

"Are you Takumi Ichinose?" he asked in a deep voice. God, he was tall and… handsome, Takumi thought. OK, that sounded really gay. Takumi suddenly woke up to the question.

"What if I am? Who are you? And how the hell did you walk through that wall?" he whispered, truly freaked out. "No, I'm just tired, overworked. You're just a figment of my imagination, a result of my lack of sleep." Takumi frowned, blinking. The other man looked slightly amused.

"I am not a 'figment of your imagination'. Are you Takumi Ichinose?"

"Who are you? I'm not telling you until you tell me who you are."

"My name is Byakuya Kuchiki, head of the Kuchiki clan. And I am a shinigami."

"All right. Yes, I am Takumi Ichinose. Wait, shinigami? You're a death god? Oh shit, I really am hallucinating."

"I assure you, you are not hallucinating. Now you must come with me." The man, Byakuya Kuchiki, took a step towards Takumi.

"Wait, I'm not going anywhere. Aah!"

Just then, the door opened and Hachi entered, followed by a girl wearing robes identical to Byakuya Kuchiki's except without the white.

"Takumi!" Hachi screamed, running to her husband. "There's one with you too?"

"Hachi," Takumi said, stunned. "You can see them too?"

"Yes! But no one else on the street could? I thought I was going crazy!"

"Rukia," the man said to the girl. "We're leaving."

"Hai." The girl bowed, and walked over to Hachi and scooped her up.

"Wait! Put her down! You aren't taking us anywhere!" The man's frown deepened.

"I'm afraid that choice is not up to you." With that, he picked up the protesting Takumi and flung his over his shoulder.

"Come, Rukia."

"Hai." He opened the screen door that lead to their balcony, walked onto it, leapt off the edge, followed by the girl. Hachi's screams echoed through the night.

Nobu and Yuri were in bed together, moans of pleasure escaping from under their covers.

"Eew! Ken-Chan, they're being icky!" Nobu let out a strangled scream.

"Who was that?"

"What is it Nobu?" Yuri asked.

"Didn't you hear that voice? Someone's in our room!"

"I didn't hear anything, Nobu. Now get back here, and finish what you were doing before." Nobu, ignoring Yuri, flung back the covers and looked straight in the eyes of an extremely tall man with spiky hair, scars all over his face and an eye patch. He grinned horribly in a way that said: I want to kill you.

"AAAAHHH!!!!!" Nobu screamed.

"What is it, Nobu?" Yuri asked.

"There's a freaky guy in our room! How the hell did you get in here? And there's a little kid on his shoulder! Omigod!"

Yuri looked up. "Nobu, there's nothing there."

"Whaddya mean, there's nothing there?" Nobu stuttered, staring at the man, who seemed to be enjoying all this.

"She can't see us." The little girl giggled. Nobu just stared.

"Are you Nobuo Terashima?" the big man grunted.

"Ahh… ahh… yes… ahh… what do you want? I'm dreaming, that's it." Nobu stuttered.

Yuri looked concerned. "Nobu, this isn't funny. You're starting to scare me."

Zaraki looked bored. "Get some clothes on."

"Wha…"

"Or do you want me to take you naked?"

"Take me?"

"Clothes. Now."

"Okay…" Nobu scrambled out of the bed, pulling on underwear and shorts.

As he was putting on his shirt, Yuri asked, "Nobu, where are you going?" Nobu shook his head.

"I don't know." With that, Zaraki tossed him over his shoulder and they disappeared.

Yuri sat stunned for a moment, then picked up the phone and began dialing. "Miu?"

"What, Yuri."

'Nobu-Chan disappeared! He was talking to himself, then he got clothes on and disappeared!"

"Maybe he didn't want any more sex."

"No, not like 'leave' disappear. He was gone, into thin air!"

"You were dreaming, Yuri."

"What? No--" But Miu had hung up on her.

"Who was it?" Yasu asked.

"Yuri. Rambling about how Nobu disappeared. She was just dreaming." Miu sighed and put her phone down.

"She does call you a lot, doesn't she?"

"Yeah." Miu stared at her bourbon. "Uh huh." They sat there for a while, uncomfortable. Suddenly, Yasu sat up straight. "What is it, Yasu?" Miu asked.

"Something's coming. I don't know what… From there." He pointed to the left. Together they turned around to see… two men walk through a wall into the room. Well… one was definitely a guy but Yasu wasn't so sure about the other one. One was bald, and the other had a bob cut and feathers coming out of his eyes. They were both wearing black robes and carrying swords.

"Oh look, Ikkaku! He's bald like you. Ooh, but much more beautiful… you should try sunglasses too." That was the girly one.

"Who are you? How did you walk through that wall?" Yasu asked.

The bald one snickered. "Hey, you don't ask questions here."

"Ikkaku, we should at least tell them who we are, so they know my beautiful name. I'm Yumichika Ayesegawa. He is Ikkaku Madarame."

"…"

"Shut up, Yumichika! We're--"

"That's not beautiful, Ikkaku. Say sorry."

"What?!?! Yumichika, we're--"

"Say it."

'Fine. Sorry. Now as I was saying we're late. This is the right spot. Are you two Yasushi Takagi and Miu Shinoda?" Bald guy and Feathers were surprised at how quickly the two got used to the idea that there were two sword-carrying men that just walked through a wall in their room.

"Yes."

"OK, then. We're leaving."

"What? Leaving? I'm sorry, you aren't taking us anywhere." Yasu placed himself in front of Miu.

Bald guy rolled his eyes. "How gallant. Sorry, we gotta go!"

"I get to carry the beautiful one!" Feathers piped up, scooping up Miu. "Don't worry, I don't hurt pretty people." Miu was stunned.

Bald guy snickered. "Well aren't you the gentleman."

"Aren't I?"

Bald guy sighed, sad that his tease hadn't got through. "God, I have to carry the guy." With a quick move he grabbed Yasu and both him and Feathers disappeared, the lights still on in the room.

Reira listened entranced as Shin played his guitar softly. "That's amazing, Shin."

Shin smiled. "It's nothing, but thanks."

"He's got skills, Ichigo." Both Shin's and Reira's heads whipped around to the unfamiliar voice.

"How the hell did you get in here?" Shin asked, scared, to two guys. One was about his age, with bright orange hair. The other one was a bit older, with spiky red hair tied in a ponytail. They were both wearing black robes.

Ignoring Shin's question, the red-haired one asked, "Are you Shinichi Okazaki and Layla Serizawa?" Shin and Reira were shocked that they knew their names.

"Y-yes," said Reira bravely. "Yes we are. Who are you?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki and Renji Abarai," the orange-haired one said.

"Idiot! Don't tell them our names?" the red-haired one snapped.

"Why not? They're just humans!"

"You're a human too! And they can see us which means that they aren't just humans."

"So? It's not like they're gonna use our names to hunt us down."

Shin and Reira watched, baffled, at this argument.

"Whatever. Let's go." The red-haired one paused. "I'm carrying the girl."

"No way! I'm carrying the girl!"

"You'd drop her. Hey, Layla, who do you want to carry you?"

"You're not carrying her anywhere," Shin said.

"We'll take you too, don't worry," the red-haired one said reassuringly, and picked up Reira gently. "Grab the one with blue hair, Ichigo."

"Yeah, yeah, don't boss me around."

"I'll do what I want, you bastard."

"Bastard yourself." All this time, Reira was screaming her head off. Shin was struggling against the orange-haired one's lock on his arms.

"Let her go!" he screamed, and attempted to kick his captor. The orange haired one winced.

"Little bastard."

The red-haired one snickered. "He's as old as you, Ichigo." "Ichigo" gaped.

"Whoa… scary."

"Shut up!" Shin screamed.

"Just grab the kid and go. We're late as is, and Byakuya is gonna be so pissed at me." Orange-hair scowled.

"You and your Byakuya. Byakuya this, Byakuya that, you're freaking in love with the guy." The two paused for a moment.

"You just put some very disturbing images in my head, Ichigo."

"What? Oh my god… sorry Renji. I'll get Blue Boy here." With that, the Orange-haired guy grabbed Shin and both him and the redhead disappeared.

Nana and Ren were sitting at a table happily drinking. Nana was on her 10th cup, Ren his 4th.

"You drink like an old lady," Nana slurred, trying to focus.

"I got work tomorrow, hon. I can't drink too much."

"Bleh."

"Ooh, sake! Can I have some?"

"Matsumoto! We're on duty here! No drinking." Nana and Ren turned around.

"Whoa… I'm drunk. Hey Ren, you ever hallucinated when you were drunk?"

"No… whoa this is freaky." The drunken couple stared, their mouths hanging open at the two intruders. One was a tall woman with the hugest boobs Ren had ever seen. The other was a short boy who looked like he was in elementary school with silver hair. Both were wearing black robes.

"I've hallucinated when I was drunk! Remember when I thought you were Gin and I bashed your head in, Hitsugaya?"

"Captain Hitsugaya. Yes, I remember that extremely vividly." Turning his attention to the couple, the boy asked: "Are you Nana Osaki and Ren Honjo?" No response; Nana was too drunk and Ren was too busy staring at the woman.

"What, what, oh yeah, yeah, we are. Who are you?" Ren smiled to himself, thinking that it was a pretty good-looking hallucination.

"I'm Rangiku Matsumoto, and he's Toshiro Hitsugaya! Nice to meet you!" To Hitsugaya, she said: "Hey, he's pretty hot, ya think?"

"I wouldn't know," the boy said coldly. Ren smiled to himself.

"Hey, you stay offa my man, h'lluc'nation," Nana mumbled, visibly swaying.

"That's enough," the kid ordered. "Matsumoto, grab the woman. I'll get the man."

"But he's so big, and you're so teensy-weensy." The woman protested. "I think I should carry him." Ren's eyes crossed at the thought of being so close to her chest.

"Matusmoto…" the boy warned, clearly pissed off. But she did have a point. "Fine. I'll get Osaki."

"Yay!" The woman picked up Ren bridal-style, and Ren fainted happily. The boy rolled his eyes, and picked up Nana, and they both disappeared.

Naoki had decided not to go out late tonight because, well, Takumi had threatened him and plus, he was dead tired. Flopping onto his bed, clothes still on, he lay there, staring at the ceiling.

Suddenly the door opened and Naoki whipped his head around. "Who is it?" It was a girl, with the biggest boobs he had ever seen. "Are you lost, miss?" he said sweetly.

"No," the girl whispered, looking uncomfortable. She had long brown hair held back by two blue clips.

"Hmm?" Naoki said, confused.

"Sorry to bother you, but is you name Naoki Fujieda?" she said softly.

"Yeah! Hey, how did you know my name?"

The girl looked embarrassed. "I can't say… sorry, I think you have to come with me. Would you please?"

"Sure!" Naoki smiled. Oh yeah, he got to hang out with a hot teenage girl! Sweet!

"Thanks!" the girl said, looking relieved. "This way." She led Naoki out of the building and to another part of town.

"It's pretty nasty here… don't worry, I'll protect you!" Naoki said happily.

"Oh… thanks, Naoki-kun!"

"What is your name, by the way?" Naoki asked.

"Um… Orihime."

"Beautiful name."

"Thank you." Orihime led Naoki into a high-rise building, where the doorman was currently asleep. She walked into the elevator, and pressed "ROOF".

"My friend are up here," she said to Naoki.

"Wait… friends?"

"Yes. They need to talk to you." Now Naoki was starting to get a little worried… friends? Gangsters? Too late now… The elevator door opened. Outside were lots of people…

"Hi, Kurosaki-kun! I got Naoki-kun!" Orihime shouted to an orange-haired boy.

"Hey! Reira! Ren! Nana! Hachi! Yasu! Miu! Shin! Nobu! What are you guys doing here?"