Isane panted against the brick wall she had found herself at. It was a dead end and with that her doom was at hand. Zanpakutos had no effect on these things. Everyone else that could help her, her sister, her captain, they had all fallen. Now Isane was all alone and she knew that there was no hope left.

Around the corner, one of the giant mutant cabbages came hopping towards her. Obviously the cabbage was a mutant because it was giant, was hopping and it had a mouth with sharp fang like teeth. Suddenly the cabbage halted in front of her and began to speak in a low and raspy voice.

"Isane…I am your mother!"

"What? That's not true! It's impossible!" Isane cried out.

"Search your feelings; you know it to be true. Now come join me and we can rule the vegetable side as mother and wake up"

Isane blinked. "I'm sorry. What?"

"Wake up!"

Isane's eyes flashed open and immediately came face to face with an angry looking orange haired male. Startled, she moved her head forward and collided with the other person's skull.

"Ow. Damn it!" Ichigo complained as he was knocked back a bit.

"Oh Ichigo" Isane called out suddenly remembering where she was. "I'm sorry. Umm, I didn't wake you did I?"

"No, of course not" Ichigo muttered sarcastically while rubbing his head.

"I sort of have this problem where occasionally I get very bad and recurring nightmares and usually end up yelling out during them. I probably should have mentioned that before"

"Yeah, it would have been nice"

"Once again, I'm sorry" Isane apologized to the grumpy Kurosaki. "You can go back to sleep now. I should be okay now"

Ichigo was just about to when he noticed that Isane was currently hunched up inside the closet with her legs folded into her body in order to fit. The 4th division lieutenant shifted around slightly trying to get comfortable. With a sigh Ichigo reached in and picked up Isane pulling her out of the closet.

"Wait, Ichigo" Isane cried out as she was carried, "I'm really sorry. Please don't throw me out!"

Ichigo said nothing, continuing to carry her until he reached his destination and promptly dropped her on to his bed.

"Go back to sleep" he muttered.

"But where are you going to sleep?"

Ichigo grabbed a pillow before lying down on the floor. "Goodnight Isane"

"Are you sure? Because I…"

"Goodnight Isane" Ichigo repeated more harshly.

"Err, goodnight"


Matsumoto Rangiku stretched a bit. She looked around Orihime's apartment at the various other female shinigami as they began to get up. The 10th division lieutenant was in a very good mood this morning. After all, it was her quick thinking that had enabled all these hard working ladies to get a month's worth of vacation time.

"So ladies, what should we do today?" Shall we go shopping? Or perhaps have a nice relaxing trip to the beach?"

The response to her question was to have a large and heavy book thrown into the back of her head.

"Ow," she cried out rubbing her head and turning around. "Nanao that really hurt"

"Good" Nanao replied angrily. She quickly slipped on her glasses as she got out of the futon she had been sleeping in. "Do you have any idea what you've done to us?"

"What, the vacation? Oh come on Nanao. You need to learn how to relax and have some fun."

"Baka" Nanao muttered shaking her head. She looked over at the other person who was already wide awake. "Soi Fon, you want to help me out here?"

Soi Fon was actually heading towards the door when Nanao called out to her. She quickly looked back. "I will leave the task of taking care of the traitor in your capable hands"

"Wait, where are you going?"

"I need to go meet with lady Yoruichi" the captain replied.

"Oh" Nanao said slowly while a playful smirk formed on Matsumoto's face.

"It is just so we can discuss battle strategies about the upcoming winter war. Nothing else!" she added on quickly.

"Sure it is"

Soi Fon glared at Matsumoto as she headed out. "Hit her again for me"

"Gladly" Nanao said as she did so.

"Ow! Would you stop that already?"

"You promised Captain Yamamoto that two of us would be engaged to Ichigo within a month! There is no possible way that we can pull that off! What were you thinking?"

Masumoto blinked at her for a moment, before she began to laugh. Nanao began to look around the room for a bigger book to use on her.

"Wait, wait. Let me explain. I already have a foolproof plan to take care of that"

"Explain and do so very quickly" Nanao replied as she lifted up a very large encyclopedia up with both hands.

Nearby in the kitchen, Orihime was hard at work making breakfast for all her guests. Although, the word guest really was not the best term to describe them. The better choice would probably be freeloader since Orihime had never agreed to let them stay here. They had just invited themselves in. Still they were here now, so Orihime had no choice but to be a good hostess. Therefore, she was now making her yummy and nutritious red bean paste omelets. While she cooked, she couldn't help but overhear the conversation going on.

"Ichigo and Rukia are practically married already"

Orihime froze with a shocked look causing the fine china plate in her hands to slip out and fall to the floor breaking.

"Rukia is staying at the same house as him and the two of them are always working together. They even argue like a married couple. I figure that they like each other but are both to stubborn to admit it. They just need some gentle nudging. The only thing that would be an obstacle is Byakuya and he even told Rukia to go for it."

"That's…true" Nanao slowly admitted, "But he did not look very happy about it"

"Anyway" Matsumoto said with a bright smile as she held up two fingers. "On to wife, number two. Have you noticed the way Nemu has been acting lately?"

"You mean being quiet like she always is?"

"Well, okay yeah. But also, she is the only one of us who never complained or argued about being put on the get hitched with Ichigo scheme. Also during the meeting she was blushing a bit and kept looking at Ichigo the entire time with a smile"

Nanao blinked at this. "Wait, you're saying that…"

The busty girl formed a happy smile. "Yup. Our little Nemu-chan is growing up and has taken an interest in boys, specifically one certain orange haired sword fighter. Why, I bet even now she is thinking about what kind of up close and personal experiments she could conduct with Ichigo"

The rest of the china plates fell to the floor one after another making them a matching set once more.

"So you see we already have our two people all set"

Nanao groaned and rubbed her head at the so called foolproof plan. "Were you drunk when you thought of this?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe"

"Okay, so what happens if one of your wives ends up not working out?"

Matsumoto paused for a moment in thought. "If that ends up happening, well I'll just make the sacrifice for us and seduce Ichigo myself"

Before Nanao could reply, a swooshing noise was heard causing both of them to turn and look. Both of their eyes widened as a butcher knife was flying towards them. The blade missed and instead slammed into the nearby wall. The two of them stared at it, the black handle on it still quivering, before glancing back at the kitchen.

"I very sorry" Orihime cried out looking at them "The knife slipped from my fingers. Umm, breakfast will be finished in a few more minutes."

As Orihime turned back to finish the food, Matsumoto formed a knowing smile.

'Hmm, I wonder how long it would take to get her registered as a shinigami'


Ichigo awoke with a very loud groan. His floor was not at all comfortable and he now had a very annoying kink in his neck. At least fortune seemed to smile slightly on him as his father had not decided to use a drop kick on him as a wakeup call. It saved him having to come up with an excuse as to why he wasn't in his bed.

Speaking of his bed Ichigo got up off the floor and looked over at its new occupant. Judging from the fact that all the blankets and sheets were now twisted and in complete disarray, it seemed that Isane had tossed around a bit. Still the girl herself seemed to be content as she was now lying on top of the bed perfectly asleep with a bright and happy smile upon her face.

"Well, at least one of us got some rest" he muttered sourly.

Realizing that there wasn't much point at getting ticked off at someone that was still fast asleep, the boy decided to start getting ready. Just as he had pulled off the shirt he had on and was reaching for his school one, his door opened and Rukia walked inside.

"Ichigo, are you up yet? I think we need to…talk…"

Rukia froze as she took in the scene before. Normally she prided herself on looking at things in a calm and collective manner. However, the insane events of yesterday and the fact that her nii-sama was actually willing to go along with it pretty much destroyed all sense of normalcy in life. So instead, her brain processed the things in front of her as best as it could.

A shirtless Ichigo (wow, he is really buff). A messed up bed that belongs to said shirtless Ichigo. And a happy looking Isane lying in said bed that belonged to said Ichigo.

"Ichigo" Isane suddenly moaned out in her dreams not helping the deductive reasoning at all.

Jumping to the wrong conclusion in 3, 2, 1…

"Ichigo, I don't believe it. You…you…hentai!"

"What?" Ichigo said turning around as he suddenly saw Rukia's fist heading quickly towards his face.


Sosuke Aizen took a sip of his morning tea. Currently he was sitting on his throne in Hueco Mundo, a look of deep concentration on his face. Slowly he turned and looked over at his good friend and associate Kaname Tosen.

"Is it a tangible object?"

"No"

"Ah. Is it justice?"

The blind man quickly nodded. "Yes. You win again."

Aizen let out a small sigh. One would think that an evil mastermind would have better things to do then play twenty questions. But Aizen honestly didn't. After being a captain of soul society, he knew what not to do when running a large organization. Thus, with crucial management tools such as having a horizontal organization and streamlining departments, he was able to reduce both the amount of tasks and paperwork required. And it wasn't like he could use the Hogyoku to create Arrancar every single moment of the day. So, the former fifth captain really didn't have much to do at the moment.

Aizen then looked over at the other captain defector from Soul Society. "Gin, what's the current population of souls in Karakura town?"

Ichimaru Gin looked back at Aizen with his usual grin and slanted eyes as he picked up a pointer and aimed it at a large screen on the wall. A counter appeared on it and began to speed through numbers very quickly.

"The current population is…96227…no wait 96228. Wow, it just keeps going up!"

Another sigh came from Aizen. "Yes, but unfortunately we are still not up to the 100,000 souls I need to create my royal key. A pity"

"Hey Aizen, I got a question for yeah"

"Go ahead Gin"

"When is all this happening?"

"What do you mean?"

Gin pointed at the screen again and it changed showing a picture of a timeline of the important events in Bleach history.

"Is this before all the stuff in Hueco Mondo stuff with us kidnapping that Orihime girl, or is this sometime after all that?"

"Ah. The answer is quite simple Gin. Right now we are around the same time frame as the brand new Captain Syusuke Amagai arc"

Gin's grin faltered a tiny bit. "Who?"

"Exactly"

Before anymore questions of time and reality could be asked, a familiar Arrancar appeared in the room quickly bowing in front of Aizen. Aizen smiled back at him.

"Ah, Ulquiorra Schiffer. Have you come to join us for a rousing game of 20 questions?"

A blank look formed on Ulquiorra. "Err…no sir. I bring important news from the high ranking spy that we have within Soul Society"

Ulquiorra quickly passed a note to Aizen who began to read it over. As he did Gin pouted a bit.

"Hey, aren't you going to do that cool freaky thing with your eyeball to show us?"

The 4th espada's green eyes glared over at Gin but before anything could be said, the two were interrupted by the sound of Aizen chuckling.

"Well, now isn't this interesting? It seems that old Yamamoto is trying to prepare for the future. Ichigo Kurosaki is certainly one lucky young man"

"Will this interfere with our plans?" Tosen asked.

Aizen shook his head. "It is very unlikely. Although…"

A sly grin formed on his face as he suddenly thought of something to help alleviate his boredom.

"…two can always play at this game"


"What happened?" Isane asked surprised to find Ichigo sporting a black eye when she woke up.

"Rukia happened" Ichigo growled as he held an ice pack over his left eye. "She just barged in and attacked me for no reason"

"Really? She's always seem so nice and calm when I have been around her"

Ichigo glanced over at her. "You don't spend much time with her, do you?"

"Well, no." Isane moved over and inspected the injury. "It doesn't seem too bad. It'll probably heal in a day or two"

"Great" Ichigo muttered as he tossed the ice pack away, "I need to get a shower. Stay here"

Ichigo staggered out the room and towards the bathroom still grumbling about Rukia and his eye. Had he actually been paying less attention to that, he might have picked up on the fact that the shower was already running. Sadly, he didn't so he just opened the door and walked in.

Isane calmly went about tidying up the bed humming a bit when she suddenly heard shouting.

"Ichigo!"

"What the…Rukia?"

"What are you doing in here? Get out!"

"I'm sorry. It was an accident…"

"Get out! Get the hell out you pervert!"

"Wait…agghhh"

A minute later, Ichigo returned to his room. Isane winced as she looked over the state of Ichigo now. In addition to the black eye he now had a large bruise on the side of his head and a small gash just below it that was still bleeding a bit.

"That might take a few more days to heal. What did she hit you with?"

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Ichigo stared at her not looking very happy. "A bar of soap"

"...Okay. Err how many fingers am I holding up?"

Ichigo barely glanced at her hand. "Three"

"Well, at least you don't have a concussion" Isane said with a nervous laugh.

Ichigo turned and was about to respond to her when he heard a familiar beeping noise. Glancing over at the other end of his bed, he saw his shinigami badge blinking.

Isane stared at the badge a bit confused. "What does that mean?"

"There's a hollow nearby" Ichigo said as he grabbed the badge and transformed into his shinigami self, his regular body falling back on to the bed. "Perfect. I'm in the mood to kill something right now. Let's go"

Isane looked at him confused. "You want me to come with you?"

Ichigo looked back at her, almost already to his window. "Yeah, you are a shinigami right?"

"Yes, but…"

Ichigo seized her arm pulling her along. "Let's go then. Besides, between a Hollow and a ticked off Rukia, the Hollow is the lesser of the two evils"


If a person was asked to describe Retsu Unohana with just one word, the most common one would be kind. It came with her nature truthfully. She was the 4th division captain, a healer first and foremost. Her concern was to treat the wounded and make sure everyone lived. Besides this, there was the way she treated her subordinates, much like the way a mother treats her own children. Captain Unohana was known as the captain who showed respect and concern for all members of her division. That and the fact that she never yelled at them made her one of the most well liked captains around. Yes, captain Unohana was a kind and caring woman who never showed any anger against anyone.

Therefore, her office was forced to suffer the full brunt of her rage.

The once neat and tidy work place now looked like it had suffered from a couple of hollow attacks. Bookcases with medical texts were toppled over and never fixed up. The walls and ceiling had large dents from where chairs had been thrown into them. Below each mark, the leftover debris of the chairs could be seen. Unohana's large desk had probably suffered the worst. It had broken in half from the spot where she had punched it. As well the surface was littered was various ink and tea stains coming from pens and cups that the captain had crushed in her hands.

As most of her squad had figured out already, Captain Unohana was not exactly happy about the marry Ichigo mission. The captain had nothing personal against Ichigo; she thought he was a wonderful boy and was thankful for all the times he had helped them. The key word though was boy. Unohana was not interested in a relationship right now let alone marriage and certainly not to someone so much younger then herelf. So for the first time in about 50 years or so, she was truly pissed.

A tentative and light knock came on the office door. Unohana glanced up from her paperwork.

"Please enter," she said politely as another pen broke apart in her hands.

Hanataro Yamada shuffled nervously into the room. When Isane had left, Hanataro had been elected to pass any messages along to the captain. The main reason was because the other squad members bullied him into it. However on the off chance that Unohana did snap, Hanataro had a decent chance of being spared since he provided the captain with her favorite makeup.

"Umm hello captain," he said cautiously. "I'm here to report that everyone in the 4th is still trying to find a loophole in the laws to get you out of this. So far, they haven't had any luck"

"That is disappointing" his captain responded sadly as she looked for something else to crush.

"But…umm I did happen to hear a rumor while I was out cleaning the sewers"

Hanataro handed over a sheet of paper that had his findings on it. Unohana took it and began to read it over. As she did, a genuine smile formed on her face.

"Oh Hanataro, this is perfect. Excellent work! Keep this up and I just might have to promote you to third seat"

"Wha?" Hanataro's eyes grew wide in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes. Now I need you to do me one more small favor. Arrange a meeting with this person for me. I believe that we will have much to discuss"


Isane landed back in Ichigo's room. The orange haired boy was right behind her and not very pleased judging by the very large glare etched on his face.

"What was that out there?"

Isane flinched from the loud voice, "I'm sorry"

"That Hollow nearly killed you. And it was a regular Hollow at that. I could understand if it was a Menos Grande or five or six of them attacking together but that was just a regular old Hollow. How could you let one of those get the drop on you?"

"Well, that's what I was trying to tell you before," Isane said shuffling her feet a bit. "It's been a while since I've had to fight any hollows so I'm a bit rusty. I'm the lieutenant of the 4th division. We specialize in healing so we don't have to fight as much. And…"

"And what?" Ichigo asked.

"Well, I'm usually with captain Unohana and whenever she starts speaking with our enemies, they usually get scared and end up running away"

"They run away?" Ichigo repeated with a look of disbelief on his face. "You're kidding"

"No, it's true"

Ichigo stared hard at Isane's terrified face a moment. "Wait. I remember you now"

"Huh?"

"When I was rescuing Rukia, you were one of the people that tried to stop me. I defeated you in a couple of seconds without even using my sword. No offence but you're really not that good"

A look of embarrassment formed on Isane's face. "You don't have to be so mean about it"

"Yeah, well its better that you know so I don't have to worry about you getting yourself killed out there!" Ichigo shot back.

Isanewas about to shout back but paused. 'Wait, he was worried about me out there?'

Ichigo took a deep breath, "Look, there are a lot of hollows that come here and some of them end up being really powerful. You need to be ready all the time to face them otherwise you'll get really injured or worst"

"I know. I really didn't mean for that one to get so close. It was an accident"

"Yeah, well then we're just going to have to do something about you being rusty"

Isane looked up at Ichigo who now had a grin, one that made her nervous. "Umm…what?"

"You are going to spar with me. A few fights and we'll get you fighting skills back into shape in no time"

Isane just stared at him. Ichigo Kurosaki, the ryoka who had gained bankai in record time and had fought the likes of Captain Zaraki and Captain Kuchiki and actually won wanted to fight against her, the lowly lieutenant of the medical division. Was he insane?

"Well, I wouldn't want to trouble you..." Isane started trying to sound polite.

"It's no problem. We'll work something out later" Ichigo said as he went back into his regular body. "Right now, I need to go talk someone so I will see you later."

"Oh…alright"

Ichigo headed out of his room still a bit sore from his head injuries while thinking to himself.

'Okay the girl is nice enough but there's no way I can deal with a month of this. I have to put an end to this thing now'


Nemu Kurotsuchi was confused at the moment. That fact alone was confusing to her as she was pretty sure that she had been programmed so that she could not be confused. The main reason for this new feeling was due shockingly to Ichigo. Months ago Nemu had made an error in shooting Ichigo with a dart that made every single female in a five male radius go after him. After reviewing the events, Nemu had come to the conclusion that Ichigo did not like this. Still despite her error, Ichigo did not blame her nor did he insult her or hit her which was the usual response from her captain. Instead Ichigo focused his anger on Mayuri and was actually nice to her. It was something that she found peculiar.

Since the incident, Nemu had also noticed a few changes in her personality. From time to time her mind would drift back on the incident thinking primarily on Ichigo. Her alertness and audio reception would increase by 18% whenever his name was brought up. And just the other day when she saw the ryoka in person, Nemu suddenly felt a bit nervous and had a weird uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. A self diagnosis had revealed nothing wrong and so far the girl had not been able to form any accurate hypothesis.

Had Nemu bothered to ask any other female, she would have been told that she had a crush and the scientific mystery could have been brought to a close.

"Pay attention when I'm speaking to you!"

A harsh hit to the face brought Nemu out of her thoughts and back into the glaring face oh her captain.

"Mayuri-sama, I…"

Mayuri didn't bother to listen as he hit Nemu again, this time with such force that the girl was knocked on to the floor.

"You ungrateful little bitch. Did you think I would not notice it?" the mad scientist captain roared out as he paced back and forth through the lab. "Those looks were you were giving the ryoka like some sort of lovesick puppy. Do you realize how pathetic and stupid that made you look? And by comparison that it made me look just as bad? Answer me you reject!"

Nemu stood quickly back up and lowered her head in shame. No words would be a good enough reason for her failure so the only thing left was to be silent and await her punishment.

"You're lucky I'm in a good mood today Nemu. So much that I've decided to help you"

Nemu looked up in disbelief at her father's kind words. Nearby several over workers stopped what they were doing wondering if this was a sign of the apocalypse that they were witnessing.

Nemu formed a bright smile at her captain. "Thank you..."

Mayuri quickly hit her with another slap. "Shut up and inject this into your stomach."

A small syringe was shoved into Nemu's hand. The lieutenant looked at it uncertainly getting a bad feeling.

"Is this another love potion like the last one?"

"Of course not! It's a simple sample of the Kurosaki boy's DNA"

And once more the confusion was back as a blank look appeared on Nemu's face.

"You see Nemu, things such are love and romance are nothing more then simple chemical reactions that are foolish and a waste of time and effort. My method is much simpler. You inject yourself with that DNA, I make a few modifications to your body and you're pregnant with that boy's child. You complete this stupid mission and after 9 months, maybe even 3 if I inject the correct drugs to speed up the birthing process, I will get a delight new test subject…err grandchild. Why yes I can just picture it now"

"Grandpa, grandpa"

Mayuri turned away from his experiment, a look of annoyance etched on his face. He stared down at the small figure running towards him. Even though the person was only about two feet tall, he looked identical to the 12th division captain with the same white face and freakish eyes and mouth. The only real difference was the top of the small boy's head, which had a messy mop of orange hair.

"Mayuri junior! What have I told you about interrupting me while I am working?"

The young boy looked down in shame. "I'm sorry. I just completed a new experiment and I wanted to show you. That's all"

"…Fine. What is it?"

Mayuri jr. smiled and held up his right hand. Suddenly four inch long claws burst out of each finger, the end of them curved slightly. Mayuri roughly grabbed the hand and looked over the claws closely.

"It's a very basic and simple design. Still, it's not completely worthless. And is that poison I see on the tips of the claws?"

"Yup," his grandson nodded, "I'm going to surprise daddy with them by slashing out his throat. Then I'm going to dissect him just like you taught me!"

"Hahahahaha" Mayuri bent down and ruffled his grandson's hair. "That's my boy"

"I love you grandpa!"

"Anyway, hurry up and inject that" Mayuri said waving for her to follow him. "Nemu?"

Mayuri looked back to see Nemu nowhere in sight and the syringe lying on the floor unusrd. Akon, one of the head researchers, looked over at him.

"She walked away while you were having your fantasy sir"

"What!? Nemu, get the hell back here!"


Ichigo stood staring at the structure in front of him. Truthfully, he did not want to come here. Nothing good ever came from coming here. But at the moment there wasn't much choice. Ichigo knew he had to find a way to get out of this marriage thing before it got to out of control. And the number of people that Ichigo knew that could help deal with Soul Society was a short list. So unfortunately, Ichigo had to come here.

Sensing his spiritual presence, the figure Ichigo was here to see came and stepped outside. He looked back at Ichigo waiting.

"I need your help" Ichigo muttered.

The man placed his cane on the ground as he titled up his green and white stripped bucket hat to get a better look at Ichigo.

"Sure thing Ichigo. You've come to the right place" Kisuke Urahara smiled as he beckoned Ichigo to come inside.