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Meh, no history lesson today. I'm feeling too lazy to think. Hah...

Everyone panicked. There was no subtle attempts to escape, or well-thought plans to avoid attention. Everyone just started screaming and trying to find the backdoor. Needless to say, the cops heard the clamour in the Speakeasy and barged in through the Employees Only door before anyone could barricade it. Chaos erupted, and it got worse when several cops kicked in the backdoor and rushed into the fray. Whistles were blowing, people were screaming, fists were flying, and Ichigo was in the middle of it.

This is bad, this is bad! Ichigo thought as he shook himself free from the grasp of an officer. "Let go of me!" Ichigo growled as another cop grabbed him by the arm. Ichigo punched him in the jaw and sent him sprawling. Assaulting an officer... Great...

"Get your hands off me!" a familiar voice snarled. Ichigo looked over his shoulder and saw Renji being held in a headlock by another officer. Rukia was in turn hanging off the cops back, trying to get him in a headlock as well. Ichigo rolled his eyes. He may have been a crook, but he had morals.

"Hey, you heard the guy!" Ichigo yelled as he ran over to help his enemy. He threw a punch, hoping to hit the cop. But instead the man turned to the side and placed Renji's face in the way of the attack.

WHAM!

"You broke my nose!" Renji yelped as blood poured from his nostrils.

"What's the big idea!?" the officer yelled.

"Sorry, my mistake!" Ichigo threw another punch, this time hitting the cop in the face and knocking him out. The cop collapsed to the floor, and Rukia dragged Renji out the backdoor. Ichigo turned to head for the exit, but as he did two cops jumped in front of it. Three other officers were standing near Ichigo as well.

And they all had revolvers aimed at him.

"FREEZE!!!" one officer yelled.

"Uh oh..." Ichigo looked around for some way to escape. But there wasn't one. He was rather screwed. Or so it seemed.

The Employees Only door suddenly flew open, and a rather large man with a pair of handcuffs hanging from one wrist charged into the room. Before anyone could react, the "gentle giant" Chad tackled two of the cops near Ichigo and threw the third one across the room, knocking down the other two officers. "RUN!!!" Chad yelled.

He didn't have to tell Ichigo twice. Without a second thought, he sprinted across the room and jumped over the jumble of stunned cops. He ran out the backdoor, avoided the grasps of two more police officers waiting outside, and ran off into the night. He kept running for several blocks, until he finally stopped to catch his breath in an alley. "What... a... night..." he gasped between pants. He'd blown off a coworker's head, met a hot dame, found out said dame was his enemy, saved the dame and her friend from the cops, and left one of his best friends to die. Yep, he'd had quite the night.

Ichigo waited for a few minutes before leaving the alley. The rain was pouring down heavily now, and he was pretty much lost. After a few minutes of wandering around, he found a phone booth. He called his dad and waited for a response. "Hello?" the voice of Don Isshin answered.

"Hey, Dad... um... yeah, there's been a problem..." Ichigo was still breathing heavily.

"A problem? What kind of problem?" Isshin asked.

"Big problems..." Ichigo replied.

"Hm..." Isshin paused for a second to think. "Well, where are you?"

"I'm in a phone booth..." Ichigo looked at a streetsign next to the phone booth. "On the corner of 5th and Vine."

"Alright... I'll send somebody to pick you up..." Isshin informed him. "Good bye."

"See ya," Ichigo hung up the phone. No less than 5 minutes later, a car pulled up next to the phone booth.

"Get in, Ichigo..." the driver gestured for him to hop in. Ichigo threw open the passenger side door and scrambled into the car.

"Lets go, Kon..." Ichigo muttered as he relaxed into the passenger side seat.

"No problem," Kon replied. He was a rather mysterious Kurosaki enforcer. He always wore his coat with the collar turned up, and that combined with the way he tilted his hat always kept his face obscured from view. Ichigo had never really seen what he looked like, in fact. "So where to?"

"Home..." Ichigo sighed. "Just take me home..."

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"So how did it go?" Don Isshin Kurosaki asked his son who was sitting in the chair in front of his desk.

"What, the hit?" Ichigo scratched his chin. "Good, I guess."

"So what happened?" Isshin pulled a cigar out of his front shirt pocket.

"I went to Chad's place, had a drink, met a girl..." Ichigo tried to think of how he would explain everything.

"A girl, eh?" Isshin searched his desk for a lighter. "Has my son finally found himself a nice dame?"

"The dame turned out to be Don Byakuya Kuchiki's sister," Ichigo replied.

Isshin went silent. He seemed to be thinking deeply. "You don't say? Well, what happened?"

"One of their thugs showed up," Ichigo shrugged. "Me and the guy argued, but she kept him under control. Then the cops showed up..."

"The cops?" Isshin took a puff on his now-lit cigar. "How'd that work out?"

"I'm probably wanted for assaulting an officer, evading arrest, et cetra..." Ichigo smirked. "The usual."

"I'll pull some strings..." Isshin exhaled a cloud of smoke. "You won't have anything to worry about."

"Oh, and the Shoten Gang got a shipment of Tommy Guns in," Ichigo suddenly remembered what Orihime had told him.

"Tommy Guns, eh?" Isshin smoked stoicly, not seeming to care that much.

"Half the usual price, too," Ichigo told him.

"You don't say?" Isshin's eyes lit up. "Well then, I think you'll be paying Mr. Urahara a visit tommorrow."

I considered a big shootout in the bar, but too many people would have gotten in the way. But don't worry... There will be several gun battles in this story. I just have to figure out how to get them started...

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