I've made you guys wait too long. Here is the next chapter. I'm sorry for the long delay. Now, go ahead, sit back, relax, play something loud and enjoy!

Track 3: Highway To Hell

To celebrate their tour announcement the gang went to their favourite club for a round of drinks. Grimmjow strayed from the light beer, knowing full well he would be running for the bathroom faster than an Olympic athlete.

Renji drowned his worries over Rukia in delicious booze. The soothing elixir wiped away all the negative thoughts and made the waitresses more attractive. Every woman who strolled past suffered through a series of agonising pick-up lines.

"Hey darlin'! Ever been with a rock star?" Renji asked the eighth pretty lady. He may have had a shot if he wasn't drooling and accidentally spilling the contents of his beer on his lap. The target of the hapless red-head's love merely slapped him and stormed off.

Renji fell back into his seat and rubbed his cheek which had been slapped enough times to leave a red inflamed handprint. "Uptight..." Renji tried to find a suitable insult but found none and reluctantly ended with, "Girl!"

"Geez, Renji. How much have you had to drink?" Rukia asked, half out of concern and half out of embarrassment.

Renji turned to her and smiled. "Only..." He counted to five on the fingers of one hand, then did it again and again. After about four cycles he grinned sheepishly. "Eight."

Rukia frowned and ducked under the table where a dozen empty beer bottles were scattered around the bumbling drunkard's feet. When she sat back she had a stern frown on her face, like a mother who's found her son watching dirty movies.

Renji glanced back at her with a raised brow. "What?"

Rukia said nothing and merely entered the conversation Ichigo and his father were having.

"So, you don't know where we are going? Isn't that a bit silly?" Ichigo queried.

Isshin chuckled. "I know where we are going. I've got a GPS in the tour bus!"

It took a moment for that to sink in but after a few seconds Ichigo's eyes widened. "Tour bus? Did you say tour bus?"

Isshin took a large gulp of ale before sighing contentedly. "Of course. How else would you guys be getting there?"

"Buses can be dangerous you know.' Rukia chipped in. "Remember what happened to Cliff Burton?" A spontaneous minutes silence ensued before the others agreed.

"You're totally right." Ichigo glanced around at the others for a moment before blurting out, "Shotgun the bottom bunk!"

"Shotgun the second one!" Rukia called out.

"Shotgun the roof!" Renji called before burping.

Everyone glared distastefully at him. "I never knew he was an alcoholic. Rukia, why didn't you tell us?"

"I didn't even know. Maybe he's depressed?"

Renji noticed a woman in a short skirt walk past. He ducked his head down low and had a perverted peek before giggling like a little kid.

"Nope." Ichigo shook his head.

"Oh, it's obvious you guys!" Grimmjow slammed his fist down on the table. "We're fucking rock stars! Of course we're gonna fill our veins with beer!"

"Is that also why he's trying to crack onto anything with tits and legs?" Rukia murmured.

"God help the fat blokes then..." Isshin joked. Everyone laughed and suddenly warmed to Ichigo's awkward father. After all, he wasn't as crazy as Renji...

"You know, you're alright Isshin. I think you'll make a great manager!" Grimmjow raised his glass.

"How much have you had to drink?" Isshin said sarcastically. "Nah, just kidding! I'm happy to be your manager. You're a good bunch of kids."

Nnoitrra scowled. "The only kid here is the red-head arguing with a chair." He pointed to Renji who was hurling verbal abuse to an empty seat across from him.

"Maybe we should take him home..." Rukia suggested.

"Alright, if I stay her much longer the groupies might flock." Ichigo announced arrogantly.

Rukia leaned against him and smiled wryly. "Get your head out of your ass sweetie."

"Aww, young love!" Isshin draped his arms around the happy couple and led them outside.

Renji ran after them screaming, "Group hug!"

The car ride was terrible. Renji sang loud rock songs in a voice so out of tune it cracked the side-view mirrors.

The band collapsed into their home and once again barely made it to their beds, falling unconscious on the floor. Isshin went around placing blankets over them and placed a bucket beside Renji. He then retired to a bed and had a decent sleep the others could only dream of...But probably wouldn't. Instead, their dreams were filled with premonitions of their tour...

By morning, the horrible sound of retching woke everyone up. Everyone glanced at each other with 'Serves him right' smiles. They headed to the kitchen and found a young girl with blonde hair leaning over a frying pan.

"Wow, robbers make their own breakfast now?" Grimmjow whispered, clenching his fists. Ichigo grabbed his arm and stopped him from going Chuck Norris on the young girl.

"She isn't a robber, she's my sister!" Ichigo approached her and frowned. "Yuzu...Why are you making breakfast?"

"Today is the day you guys go on tour!" She beamed excitedly. "I'm the band's cook! You can't play music on an empty stomach can you?"

Everyone agreed. Not only were they starving but the salivating was going beyond unusual now. Yuzu set the table and dished out their meal. Everyone sank their teeth into it, except for Renji who was doing the opposite of filling his stomach.

After ten minutes of somehow being able to eat accompanied by the sound of vomiting they were starting to finish up, licking their plates and waiting for coffee.

Isshin rose from his seat. "I need to use the loo. Renji better have cleaned up in there." He walked off without anyone paying much attention

Renji wandered into the room with a haggard expression. He looked like a ghost...A ghost with a fucking terrible hangover...

"HI RENJI!" Grimmjow roared. He cracked up laughing when Renji grabbed the side of his head and fell to his knees. Everyone looked from the laughing idiot to the poor red-head. Grimmjow continued to laugh unashamedly...That was until Renji started crying and he realised no-one else was laughing with him. He stopped suddenly and folded his arms. "Oh come on! That was funny!"

Everyone was staring at Renji, no longer paying attention to Grimmjow. Renji was on the floor bawling his eyes out. Yuzu helped him up and gave him a cup of coffee.

When he had down the whole thing in one scalding sip, Renji wiped his mouth and smiled. "How do you know hangover cures at your age?"

Yuzu rubbed the back of her head and giggled. "When you have a father like mine you pick up a few life lessons. He he he."

Ichigo nodded. "It's true. She also knows how to survive in the middle of forest with only a hunting knife and a length of string."

Everyone stared at Yuzu who was blushing. "I like 'Man VS Wild'..." That explained it.

After a while, everyone had finished breakfast and Renji had eaten something that miraculously stayed down. The group headed to the living room where they began watching morning shows.

It was some time before anyone picked up on an odd little fact.

"Is Isshin still in the bathroom? He's been in there for like an hour and a half now." Rukia glanced over to Ichigo who was more interested in the weather girl. After a hard slap to the back of the head he listened to her.

"Oh, I'm sure he's fine. He's probably having a shower or something."

"For a whole hour?" Rukia asked. "I think something is wrong."

"Fine! I'm getting up." Ichigo cursed. "Bloody women. Nag, nag, nag-"

"Shut up!" Rukia snapped. "Go check on your father!"

Ichigo hurried over to the bathroom door which was unlocked. He cautiously opened it, expecting to encounter something so utterly horrible he would have to gouge out his own eyes. Instead, he found the room empty. He returned to the others and shrugged. "He isn't there."

"What? Where could he be?"

A loud horn interrupted them. It sounded like a demon from hell letting lose an ungodly roar. They all bolted for the front door and filed out on the front lawn...

Right in front of their very own tour bus. The great vehicle stood as high as a double decker and was coated in black paint. There were painted blood-stains on the front of the bus to make it look like a vicious hit and run had occurred. Flames were painted around the edges and the bands logo was printed on the side in letters as tall as a person. The wheels had spiked bolts on the hub caps and the front bumper had sharp spikes jutting out. The back bumper looked like a bullet belt.

"Wow..."

"That is awesome!"

"Hell yeah! Now that's a ride!"

Everyone was cheering excitedly about the bus. Ichigo tried to get them to stop but it was a losing battle. He yelled over them but it wasn't working.

Fucking hell! Not again...Alright, here it goes...

"Let's run down some little kids!"

Success!

"What? Are you insane?"

"That's murder!"

"Calm down man!"

Ichigo barged through them and approached the door of the bus. It slid open and Isshin jumped out. "Hey son! Is she a beauty or what?"

"She's perfect." Ichigo grinned. "Let's give her a test drive!"

Isshin looked down at his watch and frowned. "We don't have the time. We've only got three days till the concert."

"Three days? That's plenty of time! Come on-"

"We don't have time! Hurry up and get packed! I'll give you al a turn to drive on the way there!"

Ichigo sulked like a toddler and went inside to get ready. The others followed suit and within twenty minutes the bus was loaded up with their gear and it was time to go. They all ran onto their luxurious ride and fought for the bottom bunks, recalling their shotguns from last night.

Ichigo settled into his bunk and Rukia got in with him. The hugged and shared a brief kiss as the engine roared into life. The bus rumbled and everyone moaned (Yes it was awkward.)

The great beast rolled off down the road and a raucous cheer escaped from the band members. Ichigo's sisters settled into their own area at the back of the bus.

Grimmjow found himself unable to resist the call of the arcade machine on-board and tapped hyperactively at the big bright buttons while yelling, "Die, die, die!" At the screen.

Nnoitra raided the minibar and tried to pour a beer while the bus drove over a series of speed bumps. He got more of it on him than in him and gave up pretty quickly, wandering off to find a towel.

Renji got comfortable in the top bunk, staring blankly at the roof and trying to ignore the loud rumbling engine which was absolutely no help to his hangover to end all hangovers.

Ichigo and Rukia stared out the thick reinforced glass windows, watching the world fly by.

"Bye Karakura...We promise to come back..."

"And away we go…" Rukia whispered.

Ichigo smirked and interrupted her by singing, "On the high-way to Hell!"

Worth the wait? I sure hope so. Anyway, strap yourselves in for one hell of a ride! This piece of crack is gonna be heavy!

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