DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH. JUST THIS STORY.

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The Guardians Club

written by: anime16

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Problem Number One:

Part 3. The Identity of the Stalker.

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"You are attacked by the stalker?" Tatsuki hollered. She was doing her homework in English when Orihime together with Ichigo and Toushiro appeared in their shared room in the dormitory. Toushiro had already explained the situation to the dorm mother and they were granted temporary rights to enter the girls' dormitory.

Orihime was in the foot of her bed, in a trance state, clearly bothered and shaken by the events that happened to her in that night. She vaguely nodded her head in response to what her best friend asked her.

Tatsuki sighed and joined her in the floor. She gave her a very big hug and murmured comforting words to her. By her best friend's genuine concern towards her, Orihime's spirits were lifted up a little. She smiled to Tatsuki and told her she was already alright.

"So when did this stalker of yours started to bother you?" Toushiro asked. He was standing and leaning on the wall, arms folded against his chest. She was staring at Orihime with his piercing emerald eyes.

"It started a while ago. Two weeks to be exact," Orihime answered, fidgeting, and then continued, "I thought it was just a prank and it would eventually stop soon but...but it continued for days and days...and I don't know what to do."

"Didn't you tell the teachers?" Ichigo decided to join in the conversation, "or even the guardians?"

"I didn't tell the teachers but I already asked the guardians help," Orihime replied.

"Good choice, then," Ichigo grinned at her. "They would definitely help you..." He looked at the white haired lad leaning on the wall and added, "...right Toushiro? I'm going to kill that bastard once we got a hold of him."

"You got a hold of him?" Tatsuki asked. "What do you mean?"

At Toushiro's icy look on his face, Ichigo had finally zippered his mouth and talked no more.

"It's nothing Arisawa. Kurosaki was just trying to be a hero for the woman he fancies. And don't we know who he likes?" He smirked at Ichigo's crestfallen face. "I'm sure...we'd amuse ourselves with the story of his love life."

Tatsuki thought for a moment and finally said, "The one Ichigo likes...isn't it Kuchiki-san?"

Ichigo smiled triumphantly at the look of astonishment that was on Toushiro's face. "Not everybody is a genius like you Toushiro. Remember that Tatsuki is the best friend of Orihime, meaning she's dense too. Like best friend, like best friend."

Toushiro snorted. "What you just said doesn't make any sense, idiot." He stared at Tatsuki. "And you...don't you have any idea who your childhood friend likes?"

"Excuse me...I'm not a psychic that would know what someone feels or thinks..." Tatsuki retorted. "Oh gosh, why am I even explaining to you, huh?"

Orihime, all the while, was depressed again. Who knew her crush liked somebody else? She looked at Ichigo and was surprised to see that he was staring at her face too. When their eyes met, he quickly turned away his head.

Toushiro shirked away from Tatsuki's ranting and resumed his attention to Orihime again. "So...Inoue-san...what do your stalker normally send you?"

Orihime snapped away from her reverie on Ichigo and answered the white haired lad, "A lot of things...like flowers, letters, my pictures and many more."

"Are you playing detective, you miniscule genius?" Tatsuki intruded the conversation between the two.

Toushiro's eye brow twitched in annoyance; nevertheless he looked up and offered a pleasant smile to Tatsuki. "No...I'm trying my best not to strangle a boisterous woman like you."

"How you say something like that with a smiling and straight face is what scares me..." Tatsuki commented.

Suddenly, the door of Orihime and Tatsuki's room slammed open, revealing Momo. She looked around and when she saw Toushiro, she ran towards him. He unconsciously opened his arms and she dived to it, knocking him to the ground. He wrapped his arms in his waist and exclaimed, "Hinamori, what are you doing here?"

"Ichi called me, saying you two were here," Momo replied.

Tatsuki faked out a cough. The couple on the floor snapped out from their own world and instantly broke apart.

"Why are you here Hinamori-san?" Tatsuki asked roughly.

"Well, my friends were here." Momo pointed out at Ichigo and Toushiro. Then she turned her attention to Orihime. "Oh, the dorm mother told me to give this to you. It's a package or something."

She took her hands and placed a small box in it. "Here you go."

"Thank you," Orihime said. She opened the box and saw a thing that resembled a mini digital clock. "What is this? It's very strange." Her eyes caught something white beneath the present and found out that it was a card addressed to her.

She read it and her face gotten paler and paler as each second passed by.

Dear My Princess,

I see. You manage to get yourself a bodyguard.

You're really popular. I'm so hurt.

Even if you have me, you still flirt with other guys!

Maybe, I'll punish you a little.

From, your Prince.

Orihime's hands shook in fear. Momo immediately snatched the card away from her and started reading it.

She scoffed. "What the hell –" she hollered as she heard the ticks of the digital clock on the package. It was giving out a red light and it seemed like having a countdown. "Could it be a bomb?" she shouted. She took the package away from Orihime and that's where it exploded.

It was not a very large explosion. It only meant to hurt just a little bit. It was not even Orihime who was caught in the explosion, the one stalker intended to give a little scare, but Momo who seized it from her.

"Hinamori!" Toushiro rushed towards his childhood friend. "Are you alright?" He took her in his arms. And his heart almost fell out when he saw that she had burns in her hands.

"I'm alright. Just a little scratch and some burns in my hands," Momo replied with a smile. She saw the look of worry that passed on Toushiro's face. She hoisted up her wounded hands and placed her fingers on her childhood friend's creased eyebrow.

"Hey, hey...don't frown!" she shouted. "I hate it when you do like that. Don't worry so much about me Shiro-chan...I'm fine."

"Don't force yourself, idiot. It really stings, right?" he told her with a straight face. "Don't you dare lie to me because you know you can't, at least not to me..."

Momo smirked and slid down her hands to his neck. She lifted herself up and snaked her arms to his neck, embracing him. "Can I shout to you Shiro-chan?"

"Yeah, go ahead." Toushiro returned her hug and planted a small kiss on her shoulder.

She took a deep breath and shouted, "It hurts! That damn, shit stalker! I'm going to fucking crush him!" She removed her arms from his neck and sighed with relief. "Ah...that felt good."

"H-Hinamori-san?" Tatsuki stammered. First, she was shock because of the explosion, then she was worried about Momo's condition and then she went into another shock again by Momo's outburst.

"More importantly, are you alright Hina? Any severe injuries? Any fingers missing? Or your face ruined?" Ichigo said in one breath.

Toushiro grabbed Ichigo's collar and growled. "Ku-ro-sa-ki! Do you want to get killed?"

"Chill Toushiro..." Ichigo said. He broke into cold sweat just by seeing his friend's face. "We're going to get the bastard, ok? We're going to nail him. Don't worry. I'll beat him up for you."

Toushiro punched the floor. "Nope...I'm going to beat him." He gritted his teeth. For hurting Momo, you're going to pay big...moronic stalker.

"Ugh," Tatsuki groaned. "Our room was very dirty..."

Dirty...Toushiro said mentally. He looked around the room and it was covered with dirt. Because I was so worried about Momo that I didn't notice this...Why is the room dirty?

"That stalker of yours is really scary..." Tatsuki uttered. "Wait until onii-san hears this...He'll go berserk!"

Toushiro looked at Tatsuki and muttered, "A worrisome brother, huh?"

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So early in the morning on the next day, Toushiro went to Hiroto Matsuyama's office. He knocked politely and he heard a velvet voice that said he could come in.

He opened the door and he stepped in, seeing the handsome, young man on his table. Hiroto-sensei was the math teacher and at the same time, the guardian counsellor of the school so he had an office all to himself.

"Oh, this is such a surprise, seeing the genius visit me. Is there something wrong?" Hiroto-sensei asked.

"Nothing...I just came here to –" Toushiro left his own words hanging when he saw the red marks on his math teacher's desk. "Sensei, you seemed to be hated."

"Oh, this is nothing. Some students who love playing pranks on me," Hiroto-sensei told him.

"Hmmm..." Toushiro looked over the words that were scribbled on the desk. "So Die pervert, Stop doing useless things, I saw you...were only pranks by the students, huh?"

"Y-Yes..." Hiroto-sensei stuttered, looking at the right. "So, what do you want from me, Hitsugaya-san?"

"I came here to do a favour from my father," Toushiro smirked at his math teacher.

"You're here to do a favour from the headmaster?" Hiroto-sensei repeated his words.

Toushiro nodded. "But I think I got the wrong teacher to ask." He marched towards the door and before he left, he asked one more question. "Did you change your wallpaper?"

His math teacher nodded.

"You have awfully a lot of glue cans in your office, sensei. I wonder in what ways you use the spare." He gave him a devilish grin and walked out of the room.

Hiroto-sensei clenched his fist. "Damn kid..."

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"Hi there, Hiragi-san..." Toushiro entered the chess clubroom without a much of a knock. "I've been interested in chess lately. Care to teach me some moves?"

The rest of the chess club members hadn't arrived yet at the clubroom and Tatsuya Hiragi was the only one present. Toushiro took a seat on one of the chairs beside the club president and offered him a small smile.

"P-P-P-P-P-Please knock next time...I-I-I-I-I-It's really rude you know," Hiragi stuttered.

Toushiro scratched his head playfully. "I'm sorry Hiragi-san. Next time I'll try to knock before entering your clubroom."

He looked at the unsuspecting lad and the red paint can he had on his hands. "What's the paint for?"

Hiragi quickly hid the paint can behind him. "I-I-I-I-I-I just painted something..."

"Hmmm...You painted something, huh?" Toushiro murmured and started to walk around. "You had a nice clubroom, Hiragi-san." He saw a closet and absentmindedly opened it. He saw some fertilizer and soil.

"Don't open that!" Hiragi shouted, forcing the closet to close.

"You're into gardening, Hiragi-san?" Toushiro asked.

Hiragi nodded. "O-O-O-O-O-Our family loves to plant in the back yard."

"Oh...that's interesting...and I heard your parents were licensed chemists too. I take it you love the subject?"

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Yes...I supposed."

Toushiro smirked. "Hmmm...That's interesting." He continued to walk around and suddenly smelled something. "What's that sweet smell?"

"I-I-I-I-It's nothing! I just ate something sweet a while ago!" Hiragi said.

Toushiro went to the door and opened it. "Hiragi-san...I don't want to disturb you any longer. I'll come back some other day so you could teach me some cool moves in chess."

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Ichigo and Toushiro went to Tatsuki's house after school.

"Are you sure about this Toushiro?" Ichigo asked. "Why are we visiting Tatsuki's house?"

"Just something...I'd like to confirm..." Toushiro replied. "And since you're her childhood friend, you can visit her house anytime."

Ichigo sighed and rang the doorbell of his childhood friend's house. The door opened, revealing a young lad with black hair and handsome face.

"Ichigo!" the lad shouted in surprise. "Why are you here?"

"Just to visit an old friend like you Tohru-san," Ichigo answered, giving out a forced smile.

"Is Tatsuki with you?" Tohru asked immediately.

"Nope..." Ichigo gulped. He looked at his white haired friend from the corner of his eyes and whispered to him on the side of his mouth, "Toushiro...what should I say?"

Toushiro whipped his head around and said, "Kurosaki...Let's go..."

He was already walking away, leaving Ichigo to explain to Tohru what had just happen.

"Oi!" Ichigo shouted. "Then how...what...where..." He shook his head and faced his childhood friend's brother. "Tohru-san! We're going. I'm sorry for disturbing you. We had an emergency so..."

"I understand...come visit us sometime..." Tohru smiled at them.

Toushiro was already at the adjacent street when Ichigo caught up to him. "Hey...What's the big idea? Forcing me to go to Tatsuki's house then when we're finally there you just leave me. Explain yourself Toushiro."

The white haired lad smirked. "Kurosaki, call the other club members. We need them."

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"I really don't get what the president is thinking," Rukia complained to Ichigo. "He's like ordering us all of the sudden."

"Maybe he figured it all out," he told her. "And at the very least, Momo always seems to know what the president is thinking."

She snorted. "Maybe they used some sort of telepathy. I don't know. Or the reason might be because they like each other."

"Wonder if Inoue can read my mind too..." he muttered, but loud enough for Rukia to hear.

"Oh, I'm sure she could read you like an open book..." she told him sarcastically. She folded her arms against her chest and walked further ahead in annoyance. "We should hurry and picked up Tatsuya Hiragi from the clubroom."

"Yeah...we would bring him to Hiroto-sensei's office, right?" he said.

She nodded. "But I don't get why your childhood friend's brother was summoned too."

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Gin, Momo, Rangiku and Toushiro were in the clubroom, watching the events that were happening in Hiroto-sensei's office through the surveillance cameras they installed there. Renji had already set up the big monitor where they watched. Gin was manipulating it through his laptops.

"Hinamori, are your injuries fine now?" Toushiro asked. "You don't have to do this, you know. I –"

Momo placed a finger in his lips to silence him. "Shhh...I'm already fine," she smiled at him. "Besides my Shiro-chan-taichou needed me..."

"If you could tease me like that then I supposed you're alright now," Toushiro sighed.

"Taichou...they're all gathered now..." Rangiku announced.

Toushiro smirked and faced the monitor. "Then...let's begin the show." He turned towards Momo and told her, "Do the usual Hinamori. I already told you my deductions last night. It's your job to let the people involved know it, using some fake voice."

"Leave it to me Shiro-chan-taichou," Momo said playfully. She plugged the earphone in one of her ear and held the mini microphone in front of her mouth.

"The phone call is connecting," Gin notified them.

Momo nodded. They watched as Ichigo answered his phone and set it in a loudspeaker mode. Momo faked a cough and she used a male, velvet voice to talk to the people present at Hiroto-sensei's office.

"I am Prodigy, president of the guardians..." Momo said. "I am here to put an end to this stalker case."

There was a loud buzz inside the room and they were silenced by Ichigo, Renji and Rukia.

Momo continued, "First is the attack on Inoue-san on her way home from a one-on-one tutor in Math with Hiroto-sensei. She was grabbed by a man in a hooded jacket. Because of Kurosaki-kun and Hitsugaya-kun, the man was stopped. Then the man felt cornered and chose to escape in a very rough manner, venturing the rocky path and get himself injured. Am I right, Tohru Arisawa-kun?"

Orihime and Tatsuki gasped. Both of them whisked their heads and looked at Tohru. Orihime muttered softly, "Tohru-kun, why?"

"I-I followed you that night. But I'm not stalking you or anything. I'm just worried that you might be attacked by the stalker and –"

"He's lying. He's the stalker," Hiroto-sensei interrupted Tohru's speech. "Isn't that right, Prodigy-san?"

"No! I'm not the stalker!" Tohru shouted and lunged on Hiroto-sensei. Ichigo intercepted him and pinned him down to the ground. "No! I'm not the stalker!"

"Let him go Kurosaki-kun. He's not the stalker," Momo said.

Ichigo stood up from the floor and let Tohru go. The distressed lad got up but his head was bent down, looking at the ground.

"Raise your head, Arisawa-kun. You did the right thing," Momo uttered. "If you left Orihime-san that night, then he would definitely be attacked."

"H-H-H-H-How did you know that he is not the stalker?" Hiragi asked.

"Why you ask? Because he didn't act violent towards Hitsugaya-kun and Kurosaki-kun when they stopped him, I concluded that he was not the stalker. The stalker that could even send a bomb to the person he fancies cannot injure the men who ruined his plans? Impossible! And that's when I knew that he is not the stalker," Momo answered then continued, "Then shall we carry on the next mystery? The mystery of the skin-colored paper found on the top of Inoue-san's bag..."

"Abarai-kun, could you peel Hiroto-sensei's wallpaper?" Momo ordered. "Then we will see...Hiroto-sensei's darkest secret."

Renji went towards the walls and tried to peel one of the wallpapers. After he tore it down, the people present gasped. There, on the wall, were a lot of pictures of the female students in school.

"Hiroto-sensei has been hiding pictures of the female students behind his wallpapers. He was fantasizing about them in his free hours..." Momo told the group.

"No! You're wrong! I don't know anything about it! Maybe...I was set-up. I don't know –"

"Hiroto-sensei should stop lying!" Momo shouted. "The day when Inoue-san ran out of you room, the wallpaper was a little lose and it caught on her zipper. Why do you think it is? It's because you peeled it before she came in. And then you paste it back using the glue. That's why there were so many glue cans in your room. You're using it in peeling and pasting back the wallpaper until you couldn't really use it anymore, aren't you?"

Hiroto-sensei sunk to the floor.

Momo continued, "Next, we're the red marks that were painted on Hiroto-sensei's desk. The words were meant for him because of what he did to his students. The culprit saw him taking pictures of the students, furthermore, he saw him taking pictures of his target, Inoue-san. Right? The one holding the red paint can when Hitsugaya-kun entered the clubroom, Tatsuya Hiragi? You're the culprit behind the graffiti behind Hiroto-sensei's desk as well as Inoue-san's stalker!"

Hiragi's eyes widened. "W-W-W-W-What are you saying, Prodigy-kun?"

Momo snorted. "If we get the red paint can and examined it, then get some samples from Hiroto-sensei's desk...then we would get a perfect match, Hiragi-kun."

"B-B-B-B-B-But it doesn't mean that I'm the stalker!" He hollered.

"First, the cigarette butts Hitsugaya-kun found at the scene when Inoue-san was attacked. It was yours, isn't it? It has the same distinct sweet smell that Hitsugaya-kun smelled in your room. Furthermore, you were planning to attack Inoue-san that night, aren't you? But when you saw Arisawa-kun, Hitsugaya-kun, and Kurosaki-kun, your plans went jeopardy. You thought that Inoue-san was flirting with those boys and you were pissed off to the point you send a bomb to her."

"E-E-E-E-Evidence! W-W-W-W-Where's your evidence?" Hiragi shouted.

"Evidence? You need evidence?" Momo said. "Then when the bomb exploded, the room get dirtier. It means that the culprit used fertilizer bomb. Hitsugaya-kun found fertilizer in the clubroom. Moreover, your parents were chemists, aren't you? Then it's not difficult to buy some chemicals if you use their license!"

"N-N-N-No, I'm not the stalker!" Hiragi exclaimed.

"It's no use. I found your other bomb samples in the clubroom. And the roses and gifts you're sending to Inoue-san!"

"You're lying! Those samples were in the closet of my room –"

"Hmmm...So they were in your room, huh? I'm lying when I said I saw them in the clubroom. Tatsuya Hiragi, this just proves that you're the stalker! And quit stammering! You can really talk straight, can't you?"

Hiragi clenched his fist and shouted. "I just want Inoue-san to notice me! She's so beautiful and popular. If I didn't do this then she –"

"Fool! Don't joke around with me! You made an innocent bystander like Hinamori-san get hurt. You even want Inoue-san to get hurt. You have nothing but obsession and a criminal mind. If one of them died, I would never forgive you. What you did was attempted murder, didn't you know?"

Hiragi slumped down, feeling dejected.

"As usual, thanks for helping me Abarai-kun, Kuchiki-san and Kurosaki-kun. We, the guardians, were so thankful to all of you. Inoue-san, thanks for trusting the guardians. If you have any more concern, you can just contact us in the website. Arisawa-kun, it's better to say what you feel to the person. And Hiroto-sensei...the headmaster would hear of this...Good bye and see you all in the next case..."

Then the phone call was disconnected.

"You did well, Hinamori..." Toushiro smirked to his childhood friend. Then he turned towards the other guardians. "We all did well..."

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Author's Notes: Hey guys! This case is officially close. Thanks for reading the story. Please leave some reviews when you're at it. And do you guys have some case in your mind? You can just say it in the review or PM me. I'll also recognize your name in the story as the one who thought of the case with me. Thanks for reading again.