Toshiro was eating his lunch alone on the school's rooftop. He still hadn't fully processed what had happened yesterday.

Ichigo came over and sat next to him.

"Yo! Word on the streetz, is you and your old lady got in a big fight." Said Ichigo, sounding like Fonzie.

"What!" Shouted Toshiro, afraid everyone else would know about his relationship with Rangiku. He had not come out in public to reveal their relationship for fear of malicious rumors that may ruin their reputations and threaten their employment as Soul Reapers. Only Ichiro knew, and even he knew nobody would ever believed his tale. So he kept it a secret from the rest of the squads.

"Relax, nobody knows you two are a couple! It's just Orihime told me Rangiku called her over the phone crying about some scumbag treating her like thrash and how she broke up with him."

"Did she say who the scumbag was?"

"No, she just told Orihime she didn't want to see him again, and cried like a typhoon, that's all."

"I don't know how that magazine got in my backpack."

Oh, quit playing innocent, Toshiro. You know you're not a one-woman type of guy. You a dawg, muh Nigga!" Said Ichigo, with a grin.

"That's' not true! I love her and I don't need to look at other women when I have the perfect 20 at home!"

"Correction, you had the perfect 20."

"That's not funny! I need to know how that thing got in my backpack before it ruins my relationship with Rangiku."

"Well, who knows who put it there? I know I didn't." Ichigo said, as he opened his can of beer. Lately, he had been smuggling beer into school and drinking it during lunch.

"I know I didn't have it before I came to study at your place, and it only appeared when I was at Rangiku's place, so-"

"Someone must have put it when you were buying groceries!"

"No, I would have known. I have better senses than humans, Ichigo. So, the only logical conclusion is someone at your place put it in my backpack!"

"If that's the case, who did it?

"KON!" Said Toshiro, in an angry tone.

"Why would he do that? I know he's a certified idiot, but he's not malicious."

"I don't know, but we have to talk to him. He's the only prime suspect at this point." Said Toshiro, "Where is he anyways?"

"I don't know? I haven't seen him for over a week. He just comes and goes without an explanation."

"We have to find him. He's the only one that can clear up this problem." Said Toshiro. "If you do see him, call me and hold him because I want to interrogate him. I'll beat the truth out of him, if I have to!"

"All right, but who knows where he might be." As he finished his beer and lunch.

They both got up and quickly made their way to the door and went back to their respective classes for the afternoon.

After school was over for the day, Toshiro made his way to the station to take the train to his place. He was thinking of other suspects or ways that magazine may have made its way into his backpack. The more he thought about it, the more he became frustrated. He just couldn't reach a logical conclusion that would explain that incident. And he also started thinking of Rangiku. He missed her. Dearly. He missed her smile, her laughter, the conversations they would have while they completed their respective paperwork—she made paperwork fun to complete—and her lips. Her sweet lips. But also her body. Her beautiful body. He remember how he would passionately kiss her lips to muffle her sounds of ecstasy to prevent the neighbors from hearing, as they were making sweet love. Rangiku was his drug, and he couldn't quit her. And now he was miserable. He needed to solve this case, otherwise she might leave him forever. He couldn't risk losing her, not the woman he loved so ardently. She made him smile like no one else had, and he was going to fight to keep that one piece of paradise in his life.

As he was walking to the train station and thinking of Rangiku, he noticed across the street, a small figure running into an alley. It was Kon. He was trying to enter a Pachinko parlor through its backdoor. This was Toshiro's opportunity to interrogate him and find out whether or not he had anything to do with the magazine. He would cease this opportunity.

Toshiro sprinted across the street. Unfortunately, he didn't use a crosswalk; as result, he caused an accident involving three cars. A police man, who was nearby, saw the whole incident and arrested Toshiro. He complied because he didn't want to blow his cover in the World of the Living. He also didn't want to make the situation any worse.

The people in the cars were injured. Not severely, but still seriously. At Toshiro's trial, the judge sentenced him to one year in a juvenile correction facility. He would have been expelled, if it hadn't been for his friends who pleaded with the principal of the school for leniency. His friends pointed out his excellent grades and clean criminal record. The principal decided not to expel him. He reached the conclusion that since Toshiro wasn't a juvenile delinquent like some of his classmates, he should received a second chance. Plus, it wouldn't have matter expelling him, since the school had a horrible reputation to begin with.

"Ichigo, were is Rangiku?" Toshiro asked. It had been a three weeks since he was in juvenile prison. He desperately wanted to see Rangiku.

"At her place. She's really hurt dad. She doesn't want to see you. It's bad enough she found that magazine copy, but now you're locked up here in juvie. And frankly, I don't blame her."

"Did you just call me dad?"

"Maybe I did"

"Dude, are you drunk?!"

The lights in the visitors' room of the prison faded to black, and a light shined brightly above Ichigo. He was now shirtless and was six-feet, four inches tall, weighing 250 pounds of pure muscle. He began to sing the following R&B song:

It's time to wake up Toshiro.

It's time to stand up and be a man

Be the husband that you told her you were gonna be

Forever

But I can't see what's wrong with you

You got a wife, a hot one too

But if you keep on looking you won't end up together

Oh, my Buddha! Is she not hot enough for you dad?

Those lips, hips, and face

Body's all over the place

Oh yeah. Dayum, that's my mama!

Mmm, dayum, if that wasn't my mama

Toshiro you know it's not fair

Why you looking at some other ho

When she's got the milky breasts and silky hair

Helen Keller open your eyes

You got the perfect wife

The time inside her, was the best damn 9 months of my life!

Is she not hot enough for you dad?

Ohh, oh my Buddha, oh my Buddha!

Now I'm thinking maybe she's just too hot for someone as blind as you.

"Seriously, Ichigo, this isn't the place for a boy your age to be shirtless." Said Toshiro, as he interrupted Ichigo.

"Let him sing!" Said an inmate that look more like he was 35 rather than a teenager, as other older looking inmates were crowded around and pressed into the glass that separated the visitors and inmates at their visiting booths. They were eyeing a now average size, shirtless, skinny Ichigo.

Toshiro was able to be released early because of good behavior. He was able to track Kon and extracted a confession from him, and showed the video evidence to Rangiku. She didn't believed it. Kon would have said anything while being beaten the living daylights out of him. She needed to absolutely certain he was telling the truth. So, she went to look for Kon to ask him what he knew about the incident. She found him and she asked him a couple of questions. While using her female charm on him.

"Kon-chan, why did Captain Hitsugaya beat the living daylights out of you? She asked, seductively, as she was stroking his mane.

Kon melted at being the center of attention of such a busty, beautiful woman such as Rangiku.

"Oh, onee-san! He was accusing me of putting a dirty magazine in his backpack." He cried.

"But, Kon, honey, is this true?" She said in a charming manner.

"No, I would never look at For Your Private Eyes Only because my eyes are only reserved for your beauty, onee-san!"

"How do you know the magazine's name?"

"W-W-WHAT! I don't know any names! H-H-Hitsugaya must have told me the name of it, I swear!"

"Oh, that's a pity. If only you would have told me the name of the girl that was featured on the free poster that came with that month's issue, I would have let you look and touch my wonderful mountains." She said in a sultry voice, as she swirled his mane with her fingers.

"AND HER NAME IS OLGA BUDANOVA!" Shouted Kong triumphantly.

"SO YOU DID SNEAK YOUR DIRTY RAG IN HITSUGAYA'S BACKPACK!" She screamed, as she delivered a vicious slap across his face. It was so powerful, it knocked him all the way into a wall.

"Onee-san, forgive me! My eyes may wonder, but my heart still belongs only to you!"

"Don't Onee-san me, you scumbag! It's because of you that Hitsugaya went to prison!"

"Forgive me, please, Onee-san!"

She punched him. Again, he went flying across the room and into the floor. She left him and went to find Toshiro.

She didn't find him, and he wasn't answering her calls. She waited until the next day to meet him at school. She would apologize to him, she thought, and tell him how stupid she had been for not believing him and she would beg for his forgives. She was happy that in his eyes and heart, she was the only one for him.