I don't own Bleach, Airwolf or Infinite Stratos. Do I have to make it any clearer?

Hoss rolled his eyes. The fan girl screams just went down the hallway, and after sticking his head out to check and make sure they were gone, he opened the door fully to the empty hallway.

"And, their gone." Pulling his head back, Hoss opened the door to the janitor's closet where he, Urahara and Yoruichi were hiding. "That's the problem with a school like this. The girls, especially the younger ones, tend to go after any guy they see." Hoss was the first one out, followed by Urahara and Yoruichi.

"So, why did I get drug along with you two?"

"It's safer for you." Hoss answered bluntly. "Don't ask me no questions and I won't tell you no lies." With that, Hoss went down the hallway.

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"Thanks for looking into the IS." Hoss stood with Urahara and Yoruichi outside the academy, just past the road bridge checkpoint. "You sure you don't need a ride back to the shop?"

"No, no, that's not necessary. We need to pick up supplies. Take care." Hoss waved at the two walking away, turned and then walked back to the Black Widow. The 502 idled the whole time. With a quick turn around, Hoss was heading back to the IS academy.

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Hoss smiled, he was outside, and washing the Black Widow, he had Ted Nugent on a radio that hooked up to his Iphone playing, and he had supplies inbound.

He could feel Chifuyuu's slight spiritual pressure, however he felt two things off with it. One was emotions, no doubt about it, but the other he couldn't place.

"What's up Chifuyuu?" He didn't even bother to look up from the windsheild area he was cleaning with some Windex and newspapers he found.

"I have a question for you Hoss." the thought of how well she was at making herself sound confident passed through Hoss's head, but he didn't say anything. "The academy has a dance coming up in a couple days, would you mind coming to it?"

"Yeah," Hoss bent down to clean the side view mirror, "I have no problems chaperoning." For some reason, the Death Cowboy could feel disappointment in the air.

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If one was to see a black chopper flying at speeds in excess of Mach 1, they would think they were seeing things. Then more than likely talk to an aerospace engineer to see if it was possible.

For the ground crew of Henderson Independent Military in Western Wisconsin, it was just another exercise.

Spencer banked the stealth chopper hard just outside of the aircraft compound, lowered it so that it was a matter of several feet off the ground, and delivered a burst of cannon fire from the main gun. Bringing the bird back in, he landed it in a pad that was inside of the main building.

As soon as the landing gear touched the ground, mechanics converged on the airframe. The hatch door swung open and Spencer climbed out, still wearing his flight suit.

"The voice control AI has problems recognizing my voice. Make sure that it's a microphone problem and not a code problem."

"Yes sir," one of the mechanics jotted down notes on a pad of paper. "what time would you like to have the repairs finished?"

"I want to be airborne by 0835."

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Being as how the Black Widow was the only car visible for several hours of the day, the flat black Camero caught Ichika's attention. When he saw her parked outside of the teacher's dorms, he went to take a look.

While he walked, a cryptic phrase Chifuyuu had said that morning when he saw her ran through his head.

'You never stop loving somebody, you just start loving somebody else.'

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Hoss grinned. The Black Widow was cleaned and ready for whatever Phantom Task or the Japanese police could throw at them. Well minus the detail the tank was almost half empty.

He could see Ichika walk around the corner, something on his mind, then start to look at the Black Widow like a little kid watching a puppy in a window.

"Oi, Orimura." This caused aforementioned teen pilot to nearly jump out of his uniform. "Come on, quit looking at her like a puppy."

"What?" Hoss's hand slammed to his forehead, he was pretty sure that he heard Moon Goddess trying to yell at Ichika.

"What I mean is you can come closer to get a better look at my car."

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Ichika couldn't remember being so scared in his life. And there sat Hoss, grinning like an idiot, yelling crazy things along the lines of 'come on girl,' and 'give it to me, give it to me, come on, let it all hang out.' He was seriously starting to question the cowboy's sanity.

"Now for the fun part." Hoss changed gears and floored the throttle going up to a corner.

The rear end. swung around and the car barely fit sideways through the hole.

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"We shall strike soon. The IS academy will be at it's weakest during an open event." A figure cloaked in darkness said from a hidden chair. "The Graduating Class Gala will be a perfect example. We shall strike from the inside and outside. Hit them hard, and make sure Hoss is separated from them."

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It was slowly reaching 10 AM, Central Daylight Savings Time. Spencer groaned as he engaged the autopilot and stretched his arms from the control stick, shoulders popping as he did so. There was a ship in the Pacific ocean, 200 miles from the boundary of Hawaii's water. If he was to make it to Japan without turning his million dollar helicopter into a submarine, he would have to land on the deck of the ship, take on fuel and munitions while the ship sailed to within 150 miles of the boundary of Japan, then sail to the south edge of the island nation to minimize flight time and conserve fuel.

All the crews involved doubted the IS academy had extra fuel supplied on board for more traditional aircraft.

Anymore it was a pain to obtain aviation fuel for the sizeable fleet H.I.M possessed. Most major militaries used the same technology as the IS in their aircraft to increase flight time, in some cases with the correct technology, indefinitely.

Looking down at his dials, Spencer disengaged the autopilot and grabbed the throttle for the thrust turbines, and pushed the lever all the way forward as the computer automatically cut the lift rotors.

A sonic boom echoed across the ocean as the black stealth chopper accelerated to Mach 1.1.

(Line Break)

Hoss sat in Chifuyuu's office, Ichika along side of him. Both knew that their earlier ride around the campus was going to get them ripped a new one, but it was fun and watching the way those girls ran along the sidewalks to see the action did little to stop them from chasing after the Black Widow, which was now parked in her commandeered spot in the Faculty secure parking.

"….And as for you. WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING DUMBASS!" Hoss sat there, stone look on his face and a fire lit itself in his eye.

"Ichika needs to learn skills other than those applying to an IS. Defensive driving is one of those skills that are severely underrated." Hoss had a fire in his eye and Chifuyuu could see it.

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Tabane looked at the holographic screens in front of her, fingers dancing over the keyboard projected in front of her. A map was pulled up and several dots were on it along with a transcript feed from several IS that were know to be stolen by Phantom Task. After the incident at the IS academy two years ago, the UN had required it's member countries to admit missing or stolen IS.

After a few minutes, Tabane gasped and grabbed a phone sitting on the table nearby.

"Spencer, it's Tabane. Yeah, I found something."

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Spencer stood on the deck of the converted freighter. His eyes widened in surprise at the discovery Tabane made. Sprinting, he reached the bridge of the ship.

"Captain, what is max operational speed of this vessel?"

"We can take her up to about 20 knots sir."

"Take her up to full power and hold until we reach our destination."

"Sir?"

"Just do it, we have an operative in harm's way." Spencer looked past the bow of the ship, "Take her up to full speed and keep her there until we reach launch point."

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The day of the dance was soon upon the students and staff of the IS academy. Along with them was a certain Cowboy of Death. Somehow he managed to get drug down to Ichika's dorm room against his will. After he was more or less thrown his suit that Spencer gave him, he chased the girls out of the room.

"Geez, what's with them?" Hoss put on his shirt and shoulder holster that would house the M1911 that took up the role of his side arm. "They drug me down here and for what?"

"I dunno." Ichika hopped around trying to tuck his shirt into his pants. Being as the dance was a military even, Ichika had to wear a full military dress uniform of the Japanese military. Hoss however got away with the black suit and aviators because he worked for an independent military firm. After a few unsuccessful attempts to get the tie correct and comfortable, he undid it and threw it to the side. Ichika looked at him with an eyebrow crooked as he tried to get the vest sitting right.

"Ties were never my style."

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The wine of quad turbine engines echoed off of the ship. As the deck crew worked on finishing up the preflight checks and adding fuel, Spencer sat in the cockpit. Hemet on, he did one last check of his systems.

"Airwolf, load the coordinates for the IS academy." a red dot appeared on the screen.

"The coordinates you requested are displayed on the map. We are almost finished taking on fuel and are nearing the launch site." Spencer nodded at the information the AI had given him. Ramping up the throttle, he picked up on the controls and got the heavy bird of war airborne.

"Airwolf, take us up to mach 0.79 and hold us there."

"Orders received, accelerating now." Spencer leaned back in his seat as the two lateral turbines pushed the frame of the supersonic helicopter up to speed.

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Hoss looked over what he could see. The sun was starting to set over the ocean to the west of the campus. As the students that left campus earlier in the day returned, some with dates in tow. Hoss sighed, he was never one for dances. For one thing he couldn't dance. At least here there was alcohol for the instructors. Hoss saw Chifuyuu walking t him.

"Well, what do you think?" Hoss asked. His thoughts wandering to the students filling up the hall on the academy grounds that had managed to be spared from the collateral damage from the IS attack by Phantom Task.

"You clean up nice." That statement caught Hoss off guard. Ichika, who was standing next to him had his jaw on the floor. "Never saw as a guy clean up as nice as you."

"Well, suppose I should escort a woman to a dance now shouldn't I?" Hoss suggested, offering up the crook of his arm. He could see Houki walking up and Ichika doing the same.

That was until a massive explosion rocked the campus