"You have to admit Mizuiro.. this plan is going to change our lives"

Keigo Asano and his friend Mizuiro Kojima were walking along the streets of downtown Karakura town. It was a beautiful, sunny day but Keigo had a plan to spend the better part of it indoors in thenew boutique that opened up downtown.

"I hear the manager is a total ladies man, they come in for the lingerie but they leave with him"

"So why would he want to share the profits?"

A distracted Mizuiro gives a quick apprehensive glance to his friend. He immediately returns to texting on his cell phone amazingly managing to walk in time with an ecstatic Keigo.

"We both have an appreciation for the opposite sex"

"You both appreciate sex, well he does. I suppose you're opposites in that sense."

Keigo looks at his friend, a bright light gleaming in his eyes as he turns to face the dreadfully tacky Hardly Hentai.

"I'm unspoiled is all, I've been holding out for the right woman"

"You mean one who doesn't have a webcam feed?"

"Mizuiro we can't all be born with feminine features and a petite stature that somehow women are attracted to!"

"And money"

"What?"

"My wealth can buy them new clothes, meaning they usually discard their old ones"

"Aha! The sugar daddy reveals his secrets of the candy shop!"

"Are we going to go in or just stand out here looking like two teenage perverts?"

"I'll lead the way!"

Keigo opened the left glass door which had been covered from the inside with a thick black curtain, no window shopping for passing pedos. Mizuiro followed him in still concentrated on his phone's flickering screen.

If blood loss killed in anime Keigo would be a corpse. His nose bleed commenced the moment he layed eyes on a bent over Rangiku Matsumoto. She had managed to drop her soul phone somewhere in a box of red-tagged laced goods. She found herself in a compromising position but figured it was only the Women's Association in the store with her, so why not?

Although, she had no problem exposing herself to men. Infact Rangiku found more pride in her abilities to woo the male population than defeating a whole clan of hollows.

"AM I DEAD?"

Keigo's inability to keep his mouth closed in the presence of disproportionate women had all eyes on him.

"A lost soul? In a place like this?"

Nanao was the first to interrogate the intruders of the now not-so secret shopping trip of the Women's Association.

She chimed in from the back of the store and approached them cautiously. She wore a denim jacket with a black tank top and khaki coloured capris. Her hair was pinned and the sheen from the fluorescent lights in the store hid her eyes momentarily. Soon she was directly in front of the two boys, Mizuiro looking up for a second to see how was talking to them, but bowing his head to handle more important matters, like text messages.

Keigo attempted to gain his composure he placed his elbow on a rack of clothing which slid away as soon as he put his weight on it. Hitting the ground chin first, he looked up at a skeptical Nanao who began examining him.

"I don't see a Chain of Fate on him, he must be human"

"Ya sure?"

Rangiku peers over Nanao's head. Keigo looks up helplessly as the two women look him over.

"Maybe it's beneath his clothing or something, turn him over!"

Hinamori is the next on the scene. She squeezes by Nanao and Rangiku and begins to turn him over. As she does so her foot slips and her body falls into Keigo's. The two of them are soon entangled in each other's limbs as they both try to frantically get up.

Captain Hitsugaya wakes up suddenly from a nap, a dilatory habit he adopted from his lieutenant.

"Momo.."

He sits up on the couch covering his face with his hands, trying to place the protective feeling that has made its way into his heart. After scraping all corners of his drowsy mind he gives up on the matter.

"I'll check up on her when she gets back from- Dammit where did she say she was going?"

He recalled the scene. Him and Momo walked together down the extensive porches of the tenth division's barracks. She walked a step or two behind him as was customary for a captain and subordinate but he found himself slowing his own pace to be side by side with her. She broke their comfortable silence with her plans for the day.

"Rangiku's planned us a trip to the real world"

"A brothel perhaps? She's looking for a job that's more suiting for her than that of a lieutenant"

"No it's something beneficial for us all she said, don't spread it around but rumour is it's a store where they sell.. intimate apparel"

Histugaya's face reddened immediately. He played with the hilt of his zanpaktou, I do mean his actual sword this time, and looked at Hinamori with the rouging still present in his cheeks.

"Isn't there an age requirement for places like that?"

Momo hit him about as hard as she could without getting a demotion for injuring a captain and stormed away.

Hitsugaya slid his hand under his Shihakushō and rubbed the spot where Momo had punched him. He felt the erratic beating of his heart and laid back down. With one arm bent to support his neck he stared at the rotating ceiling fan.

Momo in lingerie

The protective feeling was now placed.