Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or its characters as they belong to Tite Kubo, but I do own my Original Characters in this story, Tsuki Miyazawa and Itsuko Miyazawa and I am in no way affiliated with the Yakuza.


Screams were heard. Blood-curdling, terrifying screams. They were the type of screams one would think only existed in horror movies.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please forgive me, Itsuko! Please forgive me, Rai!"

The sound of guns being fired and bullets piercing flesh and bouncing off metal rang throughout the room. That, combined with the sound of screaming was the only thing anybody could hear.

"I should have protected ya, Itsu! I should have seen it coming!"

Tsuki yelled, her silver dress almost completely red with the color of blood.

"I didn't, though. And now ya're dead!"

Blood splattered on her face as she shot yet another man. She then turned around as she felt the pain of fifteen bullets or even more in her back.

"Ba..stards..."

She whispered, before falling to the ground.

"Damn right, but not as much as you Miyazawa scum."

She was dead, as was Itsuko. All the two could do was lay there, covered in each other's blood.


Ch. 4: Celebration

Iba Tetsuzaemon didn't hear anything in this noisy, rowdy bar. He didn't see anything either. If anything, the only thing he heard was his own thoughts and the only thing he saw was Tsuki rejecting him for a date earlier that day. He could not get the image out of his mind. "Tsuki, would you care to join me for a drink?" He said casually only to be met with: "Sorry, Tetsu. I already have plans," and oh, how disappointed he was! He already had the night planned. There would be dinner, drinks and then they would go back to his place. He hoped that putting enough alcohol in Tsuki would let her loose enough to sleep with him, yet not make her drunk enough to regret it in the morning.

"Hey, who's that? I don't see her around that often..."

That's why Tetsuzaemon didn't move when he heard a comment like that for Tsuki had "plans" tonight. She wouldn't be in this bar. He knew she had to have plans. At least, he hoped she actually did.

"Who knows? All I know is that she's fuckin' hot. Go up and talk to her, Kyoraku!"

It was usual for his friends to act the way they did, hitting on woman after woman. Tetsuzaemon took another sip of his drink, having his friend Ikkaku shove his arm lightly and tell him something about how they were "fuckin' best friends." Rowdy, noisy behavior was usual and he didn't notice when Kyoraku Shunsui, Taichou of division eight, got up and made his way to the bar. He was drunk, after all, and always liked to hit on pretty girls while he was drunk and even most of the time when he was sober. It was a very common occurrence.

"Woo! Get some, Kyoraku! Use that charm!"

He overheard a very inebriated Ikkaku yell. It seemed to him that tonight he was the only person who wasn't enjoying themselves. Maybe it was due to the fact that out of everyone, he was the one who had drank the least amount? That was an uncommon occurrence. Usually he was up there in the top three or four.

"Oh, dude, she is hot! I didn't notice she was even here. I would've gone up to that in a heartbeat had someone pointed her out earlier."

It was Renji who spoke up this time. Everyone laughed, knowing that he never actually would have gone up to her. Everyone knew that drunk or not, Renji had no balls to approach very attractive women. Something about going up to random, pretty women made him feel weird or at least that's what he had confided to Ikkaku about. Confiding to Ikkaku, by the way, is not the best idea. Renji experienced that firsthand.

"Of course you like her, Renji! She's a red-head just like you and from the looks of it, a very fiery one!"

That, however, got his attention. Fiery. Red-head. Those two words when mentioned at a bar seemed very wrong. Tetsuzaemon looked around, noticing who exactly was missing. Ikkaku, Shuhei, Renji, a couple of thugs from division eleven and even Matsumoto herself were all there! The only one missing-

"Get the fuck away from me, ya fuckin' pervert!"

Was Shunsui. He was now on the floor, his cheek swollen. Tsuki stood there, a very annoyed and angry look on her face. She moved her fingers, causing the gold rings on them to shine slightly.

"Tsuki..."

Tetsuzaemon gulped and took another drink. He couldn't face her. He couldn't let her know he was here.

"Well, that wasn't very nice..."

He heard Kyoraku Shunsui speak as the man got up off the floor. It was a common occurrence. Fighting, that is, was a common occurrence. No one particularly paid attention to it in the bar they usually drank at so both Kyoraku and Tsuki went back to their business. Shunsui stumbled back to their table while Tsuki went back to her drink at the bar.

"Oh, someone got rejected!"

Shuhei spoke up as Shunsui sat back down at his seat. Tetsuzaemon took another drink, realizing that he almost needed another one. He didn't want to go up to the bar, though. Tsuki was there and that scared him. She had rejected his invitation for a drink, but went out drinking anyways.

"It's nothing to worry about..."

Kyoraku replied, taking a swig of whatever he was drinking. Everyone laughed except for Tetsuzaemon.

"Oh yeah! I forgot about how hot your Fukutaichou was! You're gettin' some from her, right?"

Ikkaku's line caused everyone to yell and shout: "Of course, of course!" while Shunsui smiled and took another drink. No one noticed that the man had mouthed the word: "No," except for Tetsuzaemon. Everyone else had took his silence for a "Yes."

"You have to tell us about it! C'mon, tell us what she's like!"

By now, Tetsuzaemon had already finished his drink and wasn't getting up. Shunsui had the Sake bottle in his hands, like always, and Tetsuzaemon had no interest being pulled into his conversation. He just wanted to think, to be alone, to be at peace. He actually had no interest in staying with his friends, but Tsuki was there. He couldn't leave her alone in a bar while people like Kyoraku Shunsui were out getting drunk.

"Hey, Tetsuzaemon, you need another drink or something? Your glass is lookin' a bit empty!"

Shunsui, the messy, brunette Captain had called out to him. Tetsuzaemon nodded and held his cup out far enough that the other man could pour him a drink and four very quickly drank drinks later combined with the two he had already had made Tetsuzaemon either brave or stupid enough to approach Tsuki who quietly sat at the bar.

"What's he approachin' that red-head who rejected Kyoraku for?"

Ikkaku said, taking a swig of Sake and looking over at Shuhei and Renji. Renji looked back at him and shrugged while Shuhei gasped, finally realizing something.

"Dude, that's his girl! That's Tsuki, the girl in his division that he's trying to get with! I didn't recognize her at first, but that's her!"

Everyone looked at Tetsuzaemon as he approached Tsuki. Kyoraku laughed and Renji and Ikkaku paid close attention as to how Tetsuzaemon was going to approach this situation.

"Hey, Tsuki, we need to talk."

He said, drawing Tsuki's attention away from her glass. The red-head looked up and smiled.

"I'd like that."

She spoke as she finished her last bit of alcohol and got up. The two started walking out the door.

"You see that? They're walking out together!"

Renji said as he watched the pair walk out the door. Shuhei and Shunsui looked at each other and then laughed.

"He just asked her if they could talk and then-"

Shuhei looked around to see Ikkaku at the bar, talking to a very pretty, young woman.

"Not him, too! I bet he's trying to use that exact same method!"

Shunsui shook his head and took another drink. He smiled.

"Anyone up for another drink?"

He held up the bottle and no one refused. The lonely men of the night held up their cups and cheered to their loneliness, hot girls and alcohol.

That cheering was, in fact, the most common occurrence of them all.


"Oh, God, Tetsu! Ya're so...fuckin' good...at this..."

Tsuki panted in between the kisses she was receiving from Tetsuzaemon. The couple had walked outside the bar to have their "private talk" only to have their "private talk" become a full-on make-out session which now was going to be located in the quarters of division seven's Fukutaichou after an hour and a half of trying to walk from the bar to Tetsuzaemon's place while they were already deep into their time together.

"You aren't...that bad...either..."

The two came to Tetsuzaemon's door, which he opened. Tsuki smirked and dragged herself and Tetsuzaemon inside. Tetsuzaemon closed the door behind himself and the two directed themselves toward the middle of the room.

"Wait...one second..."

Tetsuzaemon breathed as he let Tsuki go and went to his closet, in which he opened the door and took out his already rolled-up futon. Tsuki groaned as she watched him place the mattress on the floor.

"Hurry up..will ya...?"

Tsuki stomped over to his closet, pulling out the blankets and pillow. She threw the things over to Tetsuzaemon and quickly closed the closet door. Tetsuzaemon grunted as he finally set the thing up for their comfort.

"Okay, okay. It's done..."

He declared as he walked over to Tsuki, wrapping his arms around her waist as soon as he was in reach. The two went on with their kissing, touching and groping until a certain sound was heard. It was a knock at the door.

"They'll go away...eventually..."

The busty red-head spoke as she smirked and grabbed Tetsuzaemon's hand, placing it on her leg. He smirked and they kissed again, only to have the knocking become louder.

"I need to...answer it. What...if it's someone...important?"

The two broke away again and Tsuki sighed, sitting down on the futon. Tetsuzaemon made his way to the door, opening it and looking outside.

"I-Iba Fukutaichou? H-Have you s-seen Tsuki?"

Itsuko stood there, a look of worry in her eyes. Tetsuzaemon smiled as he invited the girl in.

"K-Komamura Taichou said even h-he didn't know where s-she was! And she h-hasn't returned back to the b-barracks so I'm worried..."

She turned and saw Tsuki, sitting on Tetsuzaemon's futon. Her tear-stained, worried face immediately transformed into a serious expression as she noticed the disarray her sister looked to be in and the small beads of sweat on her face.

"Hey, Itsu! What's up?"

Tsuki said nonchalantly. Itsuko walked over to her, holding out her hand.

"This was where you were?! You had me worried! I-I...W-Where is it?"

The green-haired girl looked pained. Tsuki sighed and undid the sash around her waist a little bit to dig around for something. After a minute, she smiled and pulled out a silver chain necklace.

"Here it is, Itsu. Is that it?"

Itsuko took the necklace and stuffed it behind the large bow she wore around her waist. She turned around to walk away.

"I see. So is this day a celebration to you, Tsuki? Is this how you're going to celebrate?"

Tetsuzaemon looked over at Tsuki then back at Itsuko, who was beginning to walk away.

"Yeah. So what? Today isn't special. It's just a plain ol' ordinary day. I can sleep with whoever I want."

Tsuki gripped the lonely bed sheet Tetsuzaemon placed on the futon, trying to suppress a rather painful memory.

"You're right. I forgot. You have your own life. I don't control it anymore."

Itsuko walked away, closing the door behind herself. Tetsuzaemon sighed and looked over at Tsuki.

"You still up for doing it?"

He asked innocently after a few minutes. Tsuki looked up at him and smiled. She grabbed his hand and pulled him down to lay on the bed on top of her.

"I meant what I said. I can sleep with whoever I want."

She pressed her lips to his, initiating a hot and passionate kiss. Tetsuzaemon towered over her, his hand reached for the sash of her scissor-cut hakama shorts. Tsuki moaned, her fingers laced up his chest as they made small, rhythmic motions.

"Not...again..."

And then there was another knock at the door. The couple sighed in unison and sat up. This time, Tsuki went to the door and fiercely opened it.

"Oh, Tsuki, this was where you were. Itsuko was really worried when she came to see me."

Komamura stood there, looking down at her. His mask was gone and he held a folder of documents in his hand.

"Heh, yeah. This was where I was. Is that all ya wanted?"

Tsuki held her hakama shorts and robe together with her hand as she looked up at her Captain. He stared back down at her, finally noticing how her sash wasn't present and her hair was a mess. He could only guess what they were doing.

"No, actually. I wanted to give Tetsuzaemon these papers about our upcoming mission, but I forgot to give them to him before he left. I figured I could go and ask if he knew where you were and give him the papers-"

"Yeah, yeah. Let me see those. I'll give em' to him. Why don't ya just go home and get some sleep, Taichou? Have a nice night."

The red-head shinigami smiled and grabbed the documents. Komamura looked at her and blinked as the door was then shut in his face.

"What was that about?"

Tetsuzaemon said from his futon. Tsuki shrugged a shoulder and threw the folder at the black-haired man.

"Komamura said those were about your upcoming mission."

She said as she took a seat next to him again. Tetsuzaemon smirked as he threw the folder near his closet door. He then pushed Tsuki down, getting on top of her again. He initiated another kiss as he moved his hand up Tsuki's shirt which caused her to lightly moan.

"Tetsu..."

The red-haired vixen breathed as she slid her hands underneath Tetsuzaemon's robe, pulling it down slowly to reveal his chest.

"Yes, Tsuki?"

He smiled as he looked down at her and kissed her neck.

"What the fuck...is that?"

Tsuki sat up fiercely as she heard yet, another knock at the door. She groaned and unleashed a string of profanities as Tetsuzaemon went to answer the door again.

"Yes?! What the hell do you-"

Tetsuzaemon looked outside the door. Ikkaku was there, obviously drunk, with a pretty girl, who might have only been a tiny bit less drunk than him.

"Hey, Tetsuzaemon! What's up, buddy? I was wonderin' if I could use your room or are you-"

"I'm busy."

Ikkaku only now noticed the fact that Tetsuzaemon was shirtless and only now noticed the fact that he was sweating and only now noticed the sounds of someone moving in his room.

"No way! Ya really got her? I never knew ya had that kind of skills!"

He declared as he opened the door more, looking for where Tsuki was. When he opened the door, though, he found Tsuki tying up her sash and making sure everything was in place. She looked to be extremely upset.

"Tsuki, wait, don't go!"

Tetsuzaemon called as he watched Tsuki get up. She looked extremely pissed as her dark purple eyes met with Ikkaku's extremely drunken ones.

"No, I'm not in the mood anymore. Sorry, Tetsu. I'm going back to the barracks."

She said as she pushed by the black-haired Yakuza and the bald shinigami.

"Tsuki! At least tell me why tonight is special! Tell me why tonight of all nights, you actually refused an invitation for drinks! Tell me why tonight of all nights, you actually wanted to sleep with me..."

He called after her, causing her to pause. The busty red-head turned and looked at him, smiling as she did so.

"Today is my birthday, yet also the day I died. It was the day Itsuko died as well."

Her eyes softened for a little bit as if she was remembering something, only to have them grow into a glare as she turned back around.

"See ya later, Tetsu! Don't think I'm mad at you or anythin' like that"

Tsuki began her walk back to the barracks, leaving Tetsuzaemon behind with Ikkaku and Ikkaku's pretty, little drunk girl. He sighed.

"So does this mean I can use your room now?"

The bald shinigami grabbed hold of the girl's shoulders, causing her to giggle madly. Tetsuzaemon sighed again and slammed the door right in Ikkaku's face.

"HEY, WHAT HELL WAS THAT FOR?!"

He heard Ikkaku yell. Tetsuzaemon could only shake his head as he slid down on the floor, pulling his cigarette box out of the sash of his hakama.

"Shut up, Ikkaku. I'm not in the mood anymore either."

Tetsuzaemon took a cigarette, lighting it and taking a big puff of smoke.

He definitely was no longer in the mood and all he wanted to do now as have a nice, long sleep.

All he could do was pray that Tsuki wouldn't be invading his dreams tonight, even though he already knew she would be for that was how it was every night.

Tsuki was always in his dreams.

-end ch. 4-


A/N: Lisa and I have reconciled. Yes, all is good right now because I just read an amazing Shunsui x Nanao fanfic that restored my faith. Anyways, my contest is still going. If you haven't guessed already, write a review with the amount of chapters you think Inviting Luck will be. Winner(s) will get a Bleach one-shot of the pairing of their choice (provided as long as it doesn't involve Hitsugaya). This chapter was fun. Tetsuzaemon and Tsuki almost do it, but it ends up being an EPIC FAIL. Haha, Ikkaku, I love you. Next chapter is a sad one, I think? Yeah. I'm pretty sure it is. FLASHBACKS FTW! Yeah. It'll have a flashback of the exact day in which Tsuki and Itsuko died. REVIEWS, please? Andro Firestrike loves you.

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