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THE CORNER INGU!

Ingu: Okay Dirtyspots-sama….

Ah, advice: Never imagine Toshiro in a skirt dancing. I…I am scarred for life. Think at your own risk.

In this Ch. You'll see some Humor/Drama/Suspense/Romance/Betrayal.

WARNING: REALLY SHORT CH. AHEAD!

-I have replaced this Chapter If you had already read it. Reposted 7/14/2011-

999 YEARS AGO…

The Zanpakuto called another emergency meeting. Aizen and his people had left, but it was fatal thing they had did. All of the Zanpakuto had lot something they wished they hadn't. Datsu had lost her who arm and now had to create it again with a fake rock one until it grows back, Ukito Kiro had lost her whole tail and only has a stub left, they somehow managed to suck all the colors out of Ekō no kage, they had stolen Yōsei's fairy wings, Hyorinmaru had lost most his hair, and now it's only shoulder length, Zibarraru had lost most of the scales on his body, Sode no Shirayuki had lost her huge bow, Voritorna no longer has the flowers that hung of her Kimono, Haijuujaka had lost her star pouch, now she can no longer produce light or use any of her attacks or defense or even travel at light speed any more, it was triadic. Hyorinmaru's eyes slanted.

"We have been attacked, and lost something we wished to not have, Haijuujaka can no longer use any of her moves, and Voritorna has been deprived of any flower attacks leaving her with only two of her weakest moves. Yōsei can no longer fly, and flying it what makes her moves the strongest. Ukito Kiro has lost her tail and can no longer cause storm waves, Zibarraru has lost his scales and cannot produce enough fire to make his moves affective, Ekō no kage has lost her color and cannot use her Bankai anymore, Datsu had lost her whole arm it will make it harder for her to use most of her moves and too has lost Bankai, I believe that only Sode no Shirayuki and I have full control over our powers, am I correct?" Everyone nodded their heads.

"This means we must react quickly, we must find our wielders a quickly as possible. Ekō no kage and Ukito Kiro has only found their wielders, correct?" Zibarraru shook his head.

"No, I have found my wielder also. She has just been born; we just have to wait until she dies." He said proudly. Hyorinmaru nodded his head.

"Good. Everyone, return to your Inner World in pairs. You will have to practice with your closest being to opposite." Hyorinmaru and Zibarraru had paired up, Ukito Kiro, Yōsei and Sode no Shirayuki paired up and Ekō no kage got paired up with Haijuujaka. The process would be slow, but it will be needed.

'Befriend a Lone Heart' Arc.

Control Yourself Doggy-chan

Rukia stared down. Her worst fear just had to come alive. Out of all things there were to die from, did it really have to be this one? Was it really necessary for this type of death? She walked into the barely lit room, her sandals clacking softly of the floor and kneeled.

"Is there anything I can do for you Master?" A soft chuckle sounded. She looked up, her eyes widening into huge orbs. Fate hated her for all she was worth. Fate had wanted her death without doubt to be slow and painful. Such a fate was a punishment even Yamamoto-Genryusai would never give the most ruthless of criminals. Why did fate do this to her? Did she really deserve this?

"Step forward," It was a command. Getting up from her spot on the floor the temperature felt like had dropped 30 Degrees. There he was. On the bed with red silk covers. That same expression on his face. That same look in his eyes. Why did fate hate her so much? Two white sake cups were filled halfway on a platter. Why did Toshiro have to be this way? A few candles were on the bed, flickering and teasing her that they were free and she wasn't. She gulped. That is…before he got up and flipped the whole bed over, with the candles on it. The mattress started burning.

"Clean it!" He commanded. Rukia squeezed the feather duster she had in her hand until it broke.

Yup, Rukia was Toshiro's maid. You didn't have anything else in mind, did you? (Insert perverted smile)

"TOSHIRO! How the hell do you expect me to clean up this fucking mess if it's burning?" She barked screaming a Toshiro. He just laughed. That is what he wanted from her; now he had his own personal maid-whenever she came to Yami no Mori-for a week. Life hated her so much. They were in an empty house somewhere in Yami no Mori, he would've of brought her to his castle, but King Aizen has his rules. Rukia was fumed, that ass had the decency to hand her the whole sluttish maid outfit equipped with the bonnet and lace panty hose (Or as Matsumoto called it, "The stripper hose!"). Damn, Toshiro was such a pervert.

"I said clean it! And put out the fire, it's hot!" He said backing a step away from the singing fire. Rukia forced a smile with an accusing finger.

"Or is it just your hormones working up because I'm wearing something that STRIPPERS WOULDN'T APPROVE OF!" She shouted out she last few words. Toshiro blushed.

"It's not MY fault! Rangiku chose it!" He retorted. This did not calm Rukia's anger.

"But YOU approved of it! You just wanted me to bend down so you can see my ass!" Toshiro blush reddened, or was it just the fire? But anyways, he speechless.

"Just shut up and put out the fire dammit! Your Ma no ken o Korosu is ice-type, correct? So PUT IT OUT!" He shouted. Rukia unsheathed her sword.

"Mai, Sode no Shirayuki! Some no mai, tsukishiro!" A big circle light appeared under Rukia's feet and right under the burning mattress before it became incased in an ice cylinder that shot up towards the sky and broke the roof. Toshiro looked up at ice cylinder before it broke and snow showered everywhere. It felt like some type of winter wonder land. Rukia brushed the snow off of her 'uniform' and grabbed Toshiro by the hand and dragged him out of the building and out to where the black and dead trees were lessened.

"Come on Doggy, control yourself. No need to try to look up Rukia-chan's skirt," She said in third person. Toshiro scowled and allowed himself to be led out. When they exited, Rukia had the decency to pat his head and say, "Good boy Doggy-chan! Good boy!" and he had to use all of his will to not wag his tail and succumb to his canine instincts. He stiffened as she rubbed between his ears.

"Good boy Doggy-chan!" She repeated. She was doing this on purpose; she knew that his canine instincts were killing him on the inside. And she knew that if he did act like a dog she would never let him live it down. Toshiro's demeanor was shattering into little bits, and his eye began to twitch. And then his tail began twitch, even if the slightest, Rukia saw it. A sadistic smile found its way onto Rukia face. She pulled something out of her maid outfit. It was Toshiro's worst nightmare. The collar. He would've ran away at hell speed but as long as she kept scratching between his ears (His main weakness) he was rendered immobile. The worst thing in the situation was…it was a pink Chappy collar with Toshiro's name on it and little bunnies running around on it. Life fucking hated him. The evil Demon Slayer made her move and attached the collar to his neck, the trance being broken. And then she attached a freaking PINK LEASH to it and dragged him along the trail in Yami no Mori.

"RUKIA! What the hell! Get it off of me!" he said trying to gnaw the pink collar. Rukia shook her head at his futile attempts.

"It's bound by Kido! Now Doggy-chan! Come on boy!" She giggled yanking the leash and choking him out of his day lights. He really wished another Akuma would come and kill him…Or her. After being dragged through so many unmentionables (Toshiro had threatened me with Bankai) she finally came to a halt in front of Hsariku's house (Ingu had 'lived' in her lab). The raven-haired menace walked to the door step, and before she could even knock Hsariku had opened the door. The white haired Werewolf looked at Rukia's clothing, than her hand, then the leash, and the pink collar that was on Toshiro. A full blown Cheshire Cat smile appeared on Hsariku's face. She had a cup of sake in her hands, but it hadn't been drunken yet. In the eyes of a pervert, that was a meaning that they had sex. BUT, in the eyes of a Perverted Werewolf Akuma, that had meant that they had just filmed a porno. Hsariku squealed and dragged the two inside of her house. The first thing Rukia noticed was that her house was green. The next thing she noticed was that there was a sake party going. Matsumoto vs. Marayuki, and from the empty sake bottles everywhere that had meant that…Rangiku was winning. Ingu was laid knocked out on the white couch, a sake bottle in her hand, Tombi was currently seeing how much sake bottles she could catch on fire, and Yamiru was drunken also and clapping at the light show. Konata was wearing a reiatsu collar and currently had legs, and thank goodness there were just as pale as she was or else that would've been weird. The taller woman had a goofy smile on her face that Rukia's never seen before, most of the time she's seen the centaur/minotaur/human serious or giving a motherly smile. There were some other strange people she didn't know over at Hsariku's house. The said woman shoved her and Toshiro inside of her house. Matsumoto looked over at the pair.

"Oh-oh my…h-hello~ Toshiro and Rukia!" She slurred before laughing and hiccupping. Marayuki too began laugh, for what reason, well that remain unknown-WAIT-no. My dear readers, need I remind you that Toshiro is on a leash?

"My-my Rukia-chan! Why is Toshiro on a leash?" Marayuki asked curiously. Toshiro blushed and again tried to rid of the pink collar Rukia had put on him. After seeing that it was NOT going to be happening anytime soon, Toshiro sat there grumpily muttering something under his breath. Rukia responded.

"Well, since he was so keen on making me his personal maid," Matsumoto giggled loudly and pervertedly when Rukia said 'personal maid'. "I made him my PUPPY-DOG BECAUSE HE CAN'T CONTROL HIS HORMONES FROM GOING HAYWIRE!" She shouted happily. A really deep blush was on Toshiro's face, so he did the most childish thing; he threw a tantrum. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the fuming Werewolf Prince and the Akuma Sureiyā girl/maid.

"My hormones are NOT going HAYWIRE! They are perfectly in place you fucking she-demon! AND GET THIS SHITTY COLLAR OFF OF ME! GET-IT-OFF-GET-IT-OFF-GET-IT-OFF-GET-IT-OFF-GET-IT-OFF!" He howled. Rukia decided upon that was enough torture for one day and took the leash off of him. Toshiro gaped at her actions. Grabbing the Rangiku and another sake bottle, 'she-demon' began to leave.

"What the hell! What about the collar?" he hissed, pulling the ridiculous thing on his neck. Rukia laughed and Toshiro's eyebrow twitched.

"Aw, it makes you look so adorable! Too bad it's not coming off -BYE~!" she chimed slamming the door shut. That day, Toshiro had learned a lesson. NEVER mess with Rukia Kuchiki and her pride, or you're bound to end up like him; embarrassed and deprived of what little dignity you may have left.

Again, Rukia had returned to Yami no Mori with Matsumoto. For some strange reason Hsariku had insisted on all of them sparring. She had dragged Matsumoto off with her somewhere in the darkened trees. Konata had easily caught onto what was happening, along with Yamiru, but the situation had just flown straight over Rukia's head. Toshiro too wasn't all that aware on the plan, but he was suspicious and wasn't buying their whole 'innocent' act. After Marayuki had literally thrown Ingu elsewhere the two found themselves trapped into Hsariku's ingenious plan and left alone in the small clearing. Sighing and sitting down, Toshiro pondered on what Hsariku was trying to do, he simply saw nothing else but Hsariku keeping trapped together in the same place…DAMN THAT WOMAN! The white haired Akuma barely suppressed a low growl as he had finally caught onto the she-demons actions. Rukia remained clueless.

"…Shouldn't we be sparring like Hsariku had said?" She asked quietly. Toshiro's attention snapped back to Rukia. Her eyes were slightly wide and she looked so clueless and…cute. Toshiro shook his head to get that 'random' thought out of his head.

"I don't know, I don't want to break you to bits," He stated rather smugly enjoying Rukia's angered expression. She closed her fist into tight balls.

"Are you so sure, dragon?" She mocked earning a warning glare from Toshiro. He felt his eye twitch.

"Don't push me Kuchiki." He hissed taking deep breaths to calm the little anger burning in his gut. He really hated how easily she was able to get under his skin, not even Matsumoto could do that. Rukia had an amused and mischievous glint in her eye that made Toshiro wonder what type of evil plan was conjuring up in the little brain of hers-that, and if she was really thinking or just spacing out.

"Well I'm pushing idiot." Rukia had barely managed to catch on as a little squeak escaped her rosy colored lips. Toshiro had gone Bankai on her and currently had her pinned under him, that smug grin on his face. It wasn't often-Hell, it was rare-that you could get even a smirk out him, and Rukia had him finding himself do that many times before. She could make him do about anything…and grinning or smiling or even making him happy was definitely one of her abilities.

"Wow, so this is what it looks like…" She muttered in awe, violet orbs wandering around at his light dappled wings. It was almost see through, but the thickness and amour was too strong for such. It had a blue hue to it and sun seeped through casting light on different parts of her face. Rukia had seemed very oblivious to the position they were in; Toshiro was straddling her with her shoulders pinned down with his hands/paws. The boy was just enjoying himself too much…

Toshiro couldn't help but notice how beautiful the young Kuchiki looked. How the light had hit her at a perfect angle making her eyes have a little more sparkle than they already carried, the small amazed smile the tugged at the edges of her lips. Her expression adored…him. Her expression was adoring things about him, like his strong wings to his odd but wondrous cerulean colored eyes. Toshiro couldn't help but feel the ends of his lips curl as he released one of her shoulders and used that hand to cup her cheek. She looked like a deer in the headlights; her eyes were wide, she was stiff and there was a brick red blush on her face.

"You're adorable," He purred 'kind of' (Read: really) seductively. As if regaining any movement Rukia sputtered trying to find a way to say something without sounding stunned.

"W-well I'm going to take that as a-an insult!" She stammered. The evil and sinister (Toshiro you KNOW you are!) Akuma Prince chuckled huskily making Rukia turn even redder.

"I'm calling you adorable and you're taking it as an insult, you are really something else, Rukia…" He trailed off locking eyes with Rukia. A small silence came between the two; eyes lowered slightly accepting the lust they saw in one another's eyes. Toshiro drew closer, close enough that Rukia could feel his warm breath against her flushed cheeks. Their bodies were pressed together lightly.

"Damn, is that what they call training…?" In one big flap of his ice wings Toshiro launched himself off of Rukia. Dammit, he was so close; Hsariku just had to ruin it! Landing beside the embarrassed Akuma Sureiyā who had begun to get up and dust herself off, Toshiro felt the infamous 'tick' reappear. In front of them Hsariku, Konata, Yamiru, Matsumoto, Tombi and even Ingu-God damn it-was wearing a coy grin on their faces. Rangiku giggled.

"Mou Toshiro! You were really quite seductive there! For a moment I didn't realize it was you!" Toshiro growled as she grinned-or at least it widened.

"Hadn't we come any sooner he might've did something to Rukia!" Yamiru giggled at her perverted joke stressing 'something'. Again what she was suggesting went right over Rukia's head. Toshiro's claws inched towards Hyorinmaru, but it didn't go unnoticed as they all scrammed cackling evilly. Those bitches…But Toshiro couldn't help but feel rather tingly-even after Rukia had returned to the Soul Society. At first he blamed it on hormones, but then he realized that it wasn't hormones nor Hyorinmaru-it was him. He and his will almost kissed Rukia, and he knew what he was doing all awhile.

'Maybe…I do like her…'

The day after the 'rowdy' commotion was a Captains meeting. The lieutenants were having a meeting also, but elsewhere. Matsumoto-taichou assisted in it, sitting in her assigned division area. She watched as the Captains slowly began to file in. Of course, our bust Captain hadn't been the first one in. She found being alone with the Elder Soutaichou quite nerve wracking. Ukitake-taichou and Kyoraku-taichou had been the first. After what seemed like hours, the 11th Division captain arrived last using his infamous, "I got lost," as his excuse. Yamamoto tapped his cane/Ma no ken o Korosu against the ground for attention.

"I have called you for rather troubling news," Yamamoto said. The air seemed rather thick with tension. What could it possibly be at a time of peace? "I believe we have a traitor amongst us." Matsumoto's breath hitched, she would've gasped, but it would've given her away. Silence filled the room. "There has been trace of hidden Akuma Sureiyā reiatsu leading in and out of Yami no Mori without any confrontations to myself or anybody else. I cannot tell their purpose of doing such, but if they are to be found, they will be severely punished and stripped of any position they have. That is only at my mercy of not knowing exactly what they are doing." He said. His eyes flickered to all of the captains. His eyes locked with Matsumoto's. She used all of her will not to quiver. "Keep all of your subordinates and others under close surveillance. There will be no leaving from and to the Seireitei and guards will be doubled. There is no place in Gotei 13 for traitors. The meeting is adjourned." He said emotionlessly. As Matsumoto left the building, she couldn't help but feel the penetrating stare on her back. She knew well enough who it was. She and Rukia were going to have to cut their trips short.

The Soutaichou had of course taken Matsumoto into full suspicion. Every full moon, she would either be gone or wearing something very well at hiding herself. During the days of people leaving in and out of Yami no Mori, she was always gone. It had made her and one other his #1 suspects. Only if he had more evidence then he would band the two and strip them of their powers as an Akuma Sureiyā. That's why he had someone already on the case. In Yamamoto's office, the old man looked out over his view of the Seireitei. In the corner of his office a single unseated Akuma Sureiyā stepped out of the shadows. She had short brown hair that was put in a bun and green eyes with glasses. She lifted them up slightly.

"Yumitōkkuwa Shintō (Look in Ch. 3)," He began not turning away from the window. The said woman bowed low to the Soutaichou.

"Yes Yamamoto-Genryusai," she said meekly. The man used his cane to help himself turn around and look at the brown haired Demon Slayer. Old brown eyes rested on the quivering girl.

"Shintō, I believe you are too in suspicion of Matsumoto-taichou and Kuchiki-fukutaichou, and that you do have some valuable information that we can use?" He asked. Shintō nodded her head.

"Hai Yamamoto-Genryusai," she answered. He grunted in response.

"Very well, explain to me what they are." It was a command. Shintō nodded.

"Hai Yamamoto-Genryusai. A few weeks ago, Matsumoto had used Kido on an Akuma hat had appeared in her Division." She paused and began to rack up the rest of the information. "Though, sir, I very well believe that she did not kill it. I had seen her speaking the Akuma and it did not seem to be business wise. The Kido she used, as I remember she said was 'Way of Teleportation'. It is not of any Kido that any of the Squad members had heard of and I have even went into asking Kurosaki-taichou and both Kurotsuchi-Fukutaichou and Ise-fukutaichou if they had knew what it was. Both responded no.

"It may not seem like much of an issue, but sir, I know that Matsumoto is hiding something. As for Rukia-Kuchiki," She pulled something out of her Akuma tokkō no fuku. A shadow smile found its way onto Yumitōkkuwa's face. Out of her garments she had to things. One red rose and the other one; an ice rose. Yamamoto raised his eyebrows.

"And what does this have to do with anything?" He growled. Shintō shook her head.

"Sir, these aren't just any roses. I had found these in Kuchiki's desk drawer. This red rose," She handed him it. He took the rose in his hand and immediately felt Akuma reiatsu radiating off of it. A mental message flooded his head. It was mostly of arguing amongst the Akumas, but they had well addressed the small Kuchiki by her first name and had knew of Rangiku and have told them to go to Yami no Mori. Shintō handed Yamamoto the ice rose. It also had Akuma spiritual pressure.

"And what is the meaning of this one?" He asked. The brown haired girl's smile widened slightly.

"Oh that one I find quite interesting sir. That specific ice rose was made from Toshiro Hitsugaya, Prince of Yami no Mori,"

Shintō had left from Yamamoto's office and was heading back to the Tenth Division training grounds. She had finished her mission. It was night by the time she made it there; she hadn't even bothered to try to use her sloppy and slow shunpo to get there slightly faster. When she made it she looked over to the three that were before her. One with short brown hair and a pleasant smile, another with a creepy smile and silver hair, and one with the darkest complexion of them all and not to mention was blind. The silver haired one smiled wiping blood off of his hands, Shintō cringed.

"Very well Yumitōkkuwa, I expected something preformed nicely from you," The brown haired man said flashing a charming smile.

"Thank you Aizen. As long as I get what I want, I am fine. But when you guys had really said you'll kill to get here, I didn't know you were serious." She muttered looking at Gin who's smile had somehow widened.

"Expect us to live up to our word," Tousen spat.

"My plan is coming along well thanks to you Shintō," he said. She knew very well of his plan. But she didn't care. As long as she had gotten revenge she didn't care what happened to the Soul Society. Her ambitions were big, but not nearly as big as Aizen's.

To Be Continued

A/N: HAHAHAH! CLIFF HANGER! It's 4: 17 AM, I'm tired dude, I apologize for a suckish CH.! Read and review my story 'My Fairy Godmother' PLZ!

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