Yo Readers! It's the 10th chapter!!! We made it a... dechapter! (Like dec- and chapter) I like the end of this so I'm not putting a AN at the end... please review anyway!!!

As you can see we've got interweb access in my home and I got some super-awesome reviews last chapter! As such... I'm gonna reply to said reviews.

GhibliGirl91- It's very sad of me, but I giggled a bit at 'flirty-birds' too. I'm absurdly pleased that you got shivers at the 'there's the Kaien I remember' and I hope THAT line lives up to your expectations (grin).

DEATHCARNATION- Hehe I'm so pleased you liked it! I was aiming for the sad kind of thing but I'm not great at that kind of thing... (Sigh).

Silhouette the SANVAE- I don't know that review was still pretty epic! Haha they're always so enthusiastic I love it!

(Anon) Miss Death God- Rukia's revenge will be pretty epic, not least cause of exploding light bulbs! Haha, furry-boy... I love it.

.princess- - I know, but at least it's making her more badass, whereas I was worried about making her too wimpy before. (Smile)

Kurou-chan- Will do! More Ishihime coming right up!!!

(Anon) XxdaniXx- Haha I'm back now! And I'm glad you enjoyed it, I was so worried that this chapter was too bland!

BleachFan4ever- Haha I'm sorry about that prank, but I kinda had to XD I'm sorry I ruined Kaien for you (shame) I apologise massively.

Mahappydance- It makes me stupidly happy that you think this gets better and better (grin) and I'm sorry Kaien was a jerk... But it's a good twist!

Nekura Enzeru- Thank you very much! The envelope thing was in the original series so... oh! Actually in the original, George says "Who the hell does that?" So I missed it out... Damn (cries)

Marin M- Aw I know, Renji tries so hard to be tough... but we all know he's adorable.

"And so the Hotel manager turns up, and he just kind of... stops." Aizen laughed. "So I was there, cigarette in hand, and Ishida... well Ishida's face was covered with blood and there's this girl lying dead on the bed and... and Ishida says 'Ah! Tomb service'!"

The vampires laughed and Aizen grinned, pleased.

"All together now, remember..."

"No one get's left behind." The vampires chorused.

"And so... we welcome back Ishida." Aizen lifted his glass. "To a great friend and one of the greatest vampires I know."

Ishida smirked with his arm slung across Orihime's hips as the other vampires toasted him, repeating his name.

"There was this one time..." Aizen laughed to himself. "Hey, Ishida, remember that time with the two lesbians in the seventies?"

"Good times." Ishida tugged Orihime closer and she leant her head on his shoulder. "What about that lawyer we both jumped in the sixties? He practically handed his wife to us."

"And we still killed him! Oh, which reminds me, she's coming by later." Aizen smirked. The funeral parlour was filled with members of the clan, all there in honour of Ishida's return. Orihime's face of surprise upon seeing the guests had been amusing, he mused, realising that she hadn't known all about him.

He was as respected as Aizen himself.

"It's good to have you back, old friend." Aizen smiled.

Ishida stepped away from Orihime and nodded. "I've seen how humans are... gullible, selfish fools who follow the masses." Aizen embraced him and the clan applauded. "Thank you. This is where I truly belong." He whispered and the group began to mill around.

"What are you doing later?" Orihime smiled, touching Ishida's cheek gently, and he smiled.

"Hmm. I wonder."

"Ishida!" Momo grinned, tugging on his jacket. "It's so good to see you!"

"Hey, Momo." Ishida smiled. "How are you?"

"Oh, you know... a homeless guy here, a lost kid there..." She waved one hand dismissively. "Nothing interesting. Tell me about the time with the Scandinavian twins in the seventies."

"Oh the blond ones?"

"Yeah." Momo grinned. "Or!"

"That's enough, Momo." Ichimaru smirked, gently pushing the diminutive girl to one side. "Stop pestering the man." His snake like face looked even more sinister with the soft brush of red on his bottom lip. "Everyone's always talking about you, Ishida. Back in the 'good old days' when you and Aizen did all those..." He eyed Orihime. "But I suppose standards drop."

Ishida growled. "I don't care that the coolest kid in school is now your new best friend, Gin, I could still slice you to pieces."

"Hmm." Gin chuckled. "You've been out of action recently... you might need to..." He eyes Ishida speculatively. "Get your edge back?"

"What a good idea, Gin!" Aizen smiled, touching Gin on the back. "Perhaps that girl you've been watching? She looks quite a treat."

Gin paled and scurried away, as Aizen laughed softly. "Ignore Gin." He soothed the three vampires. "He's always been a bit... well." He pulled a face. "Momo?"

"Yes, Aizen?" She breathed, and Ishida was struck dumb by the look of pure devotion on her face.

You didn't see girls with that expression much anymore.

Except for Rukia when she had spoken about Kaien.

He looked at Orihime. She glanced at him cheerfully. "What?"

"You've perked up."

"Yeah." She put her hands over her stilled heart. "I don't know... it just feels like... like everything's going to be okay. You know?"

"Really?" Ishida ran his fingers through her hair. "I don't. I feel like everything's about to come crashing down." He smiled. "But I kind of like it."

"Is that so?"

Ishida smiled.

Rukia sat upright, and put a hand to her head. Ichigo leaned forwards and frowned into her face. "You okay?"

"Mm." Rukia frowned. "Just thinking about..."

"Right." A mug smashed, making Ichigo jump into the air. "What the hell?"

Rukia sat bolt upright and met his eyes. "Sorry. I dropped it."

Ichigo looked between her, at the table, and the smashed china, across the room by the oven. "I get the feeling that I don't want to ask..."

"Then don't?"

"But what. The. Hell?"

"I don't know!" Rukia slammed her hands against the table and stood up. "It's just lately whenever I think about Kaien and what he did to me..."

SMASH

Ichigo had to jump to avoid a plate embedding itself in his skull, and the offending object smashed against the wall. "Hey!"

"I can't!" SMASH "Help it!" BANG

Ichigo ran to her and braced his arms against the wall either side of her head so that he towered over her shaking form. "Breathe, Rukia."

Rukia squeezed her eyes shut. "I can't!"

"Calm down!"

"No!" Ichigo slumped against her and her eyes widened. "Ichigo!"

A flying pan whacked her across the face and she turned Ichigo's face upwards.

"Are you okay?"

"For god's sake, Rukia. Just relax." Their eyes met and Rukia began to take deep, calming breaths, trying to match Ichigo's own breathing and slowing down her heart. "I will never let anything like that happen to you again." Ichigo breathed, holding her to his chest. "I promise."

A pan beside Ichigo's head quivered, and settled. "Isn't it weird that my heart beats and I can breathe?" Rukia mused. "Anyone would think I was alive."

"You're flushed." Ichigo commented, and Rukia felt her cheeks.

"Hot."

"Yeah." Ichigo smirked. "That was weird."

"The flying crockery? A little."

"Has it happened before?"

"Well..." Rukia and Ichigo got up, and began to tidy the kitchen. "I might have exploded a light bulb."

"That was you?"

"Hm." Rukia smoothed out the baby blue dress she now wore. "And... I might have broken all of Ishida's 50's vinyl records."

"Damn..."

"And your bed."

There was a long silence. Then "What?"

"Your bed." Rukia looked away. "I broke it."

"How?"

"It got smashed." She shrugged. "Sorry."

"But... Hey, I am not sharing with Ishida!" Ichigo paled. "I mean... Anything but that! It's so... foofy."

Rukia giggled. "Foofy?"

"Oh shut up." He glared. "You know I don't like you."

The two smirked at each other as the doorbell rang. Ichigo trudged over in anticipation of seeing Ishida at the door but was met with Tatsuki instead. "Tatsuki?"

"Hi... Ichigo." Tatsuki frowned. "Is Ishida in?"

"Um..."

"Only... You remember Orihime?" Ichigo paled but Tatsuki continued mercilessly. "I think... I saw her. This is crazy because I know she was murdered but... I've seen her twice now."

The dark haired girl met his eyes. "Tell me I'm not crazy."

"Why are you here?"

"She was here. Looking through the window." Tatsuki bit her lip at Ichigo's stony expression. "I'm sorry... I know it must sound..." She turned but didn't leave. "You know a couple of months ago there were some pretty strange noises coming from your room, Ichigo."

"It was a wild night."

"It sounded like it." Tatsuki eyed him suspiciously. "I'll figure it out, you know."

"What?" Ichigo met her eyes and she smirked shakily.

"This secret of yours. Both of you are hiding something and... I get the feeling it's not pretty."

"You..." Ichigo sighed. "You don't want to know."

"Did you know a girl died here? A while back." Tatsuki searched his eyes for recognition. "I used to see her every now and then in the windows... She wasn't a happy person. This was never a happy house but somehow-." She sighed. "Even with all the shit you guys are going through all the time, it's a happier place since you came." She shrugged and began to walk down the street.

"Thank you." Ichigo called, and she waved back once.

"So what do you want to do?" Ichigo murmured, and Rukia glanced at him.

"It's not as simple as that... I'm dead and..."

Ichigo nodded slowly. "It's difficult but we'll make it work."

Rukia straightened her back. "It's not as if I asked for your help."

Ichigo held up a DVD of 'Ghost' "What would Patrick Swayze do?"

The day was spent with the two mooching around the living room practicing various methods of haunting. It involved carefully scripted lines about death blood and revenge.

"I am... darkness and death and... bloody guts on your washing line..."

Ichigo stared up at her.

"That was crap." She sighed and put one hand to her head. "I'm never going to get this..."

Ichigo frowned. "It wasn't bad but maybe..." He thought. "Try rasping your voice a little and hissing."

"Hissing?"

"Yeah." He sat up. "You know... I am Darknesssssssssss! I am DEATHHHHHhhhhhh..." He shrugged and Rukia adjusted her shoulders, fixing his with a half lidded grudge-type glare.

"I am DARKnesssss." She began, voice seeming to bounce off the wall. "I am DEATHHHHHhhhhhh..." She glanced at Ichigo and he nodded. "Good." She grinned. "Good..."

"Hey guys."

"Ishida!"

Ichigo jumped up and Rukia ran forwards. "We were so worried!"

"Why?" Ishida smirked. "I've never felt better."

Rukia bit her lip nervously and a vase nearby smashed. "What the...?!" Ishida shouted in surprise.

"Rukia's a poltergeist."

"Can't she control it? That was a present!"

"She's going to haunt Kaien." Ichigo said, watching his friend carefully. "We could use some help."

"That's nice." Ishida waltzed into the kitchen and picked up a cold cup of tea, drinking heavily from it. Rukia and Ichigo filed after him with identical expressions of confusion.

Rukia frowned. "What?" She began. "That's... nice? What the...!"

Ichigo frowned. "What's wrong with you?"

Ishida was silent as he downed the tea. "I'm going out."

"Out?"

"I'll see you around." And he slammed the front door behind him leaving the two roommates in stunned silence.

"What's going on with him?" Rukia asked, crossing her arms. "Arsy pussy."

Ichigo had to laugh.

He was sat in the hospital cafeteria when she turned up. "Ishida? Is that you?" The vampire turned in surprise and grinned.

"It's been a while, Nanao." The dark haired woman smiled. "How've you been? You look great."

"I look like an old woman." She smiled. "You've not aged a day. Frozen in time like a photograph."

"Hm."

"I'm married." She said after a silence. "His name was Shunsui."

"Congratulations." Ishida bit out, ignoring the small twinge. "Was?"

"He died a couple of years ago." She smiled. And Ishida looked down.

"I'm sorry to hear that." He said sincerely, touching her hand. Nanao sighed and looked to one side, the light picking out the lines of age she had gathered since they'd separated.

She sighed. "So how are things with you? You're being good?"

"Comparably." Ishida grimaced. "Why are you here? You've moved to Bristol?"

"I'm a few miles out." She smiled oddly. "I've got cancer." She looked away as Ishida stood up abruptly.

"Impossible!"

"Sit down." She instructed. "I'm not a young woman anymore, Ishida. And I'm no photograph either."

"But..." He obediently sat.

"Ishida." She smiled. "It's fine."

"It's okay?"

She clutched her bag tightly. "It's terminal. I have maybe... a month."

"Oh god." Now that he knew it was easy to see the extra tiredness in her eyes, and the slight pallor of her skin... as though death already had half a hold on her. "Oh Nanao..."

"It's fine." She smiled tightly. "I'm fine with it. It was good to see you..."

"Wait!" Ishida stood up. "There's someone I want you to talk to." He pulled Nanao to her feet and led her from the cafeteria at an urgent pace.

Ichigo walked into the kitchen. "How many jars is that now?"

"Six." Rukia smirked.

The orange haired man leant against the wall and tossed the raspberry jam jar idly. "I wonder what it is about us that says we want jam... I think its Ishida's clothes..."

"They feel guilty." Rukia smiled. "It's a gesture."

"Yeah and so was writing Paedo on the front door." He frowned. "Have you spoken to Ishida about haunting Kaien?"

"Chance'd be a fine thing." She sighed, washing up the cups in the sink. "Barely seen him, have you?"

"No not since the other night." They both fell silent at the memory. "I can't believe that she died."

"I know." Rukia looked around. "Should Ishida have saved her?"

"I think he did." Ichigo smiled. "Not being a vampire but being dead is better for the soul."

"You know... my revenge?" Rukia started, not looking at him. "It's not just about making him confess." She admitted.

"Go on."

"Well... it's more... jagged than that." She scrubbed at the pan in the sink. "I want him to be scared. Really scared. Is that bad?"

"It's human." Ichigo smiled. "Not everything about being Human is nice. But it's worth being."

"Hmm." Their eyes met briefly in understanding and they turned away from each other, continuing in their meagre tasks.

"Kaien?" Ichigo asked, talking on his mobile as he left the house. "Yeah it's Ichigo. Um... The tap's broken again..."

He listened.

"Yeah I know. I'm turning it now."

A pause.

"Well sure come right over and if I'm not in just... let yourself in; you have a key." He smirked as he hung up.

"Done."

He watched her come back from Aizen, who smiled and waved at him before attending to some old woman who'd lost her purse, once again a policeman.

"Why did you make him talk to me?" Nanao asked calmly, meeting his eyes. "It seems an awfully cowardly thing to do."

"I'm a coward." Ishida shrugged. "What do you think?"

"If I was a vampire..."

"You'd live."

"...Forever..." She sighed and leant over the railing of the bridge, staring hard at the murky water of the river. "But I wouldn't be young. I'd be frozen."

Ishida looked down.

"You made him try to... recruit me, in your place, because you knew I'd say no."

"I hoped you wouldn't." Ishida frowned. "Remember when we first met?"

"It was the sixties." Nanao smiled and sat with him on the bench. "At a party."

"You were holding that cigarette trying desperately to look cool and sophisticated." He laughed.

She shrugged. "It worked. You chose me." They smiled. "Weekends spent in a B&B in Derbyshire..."

"Mr and Mrs McCartney." Ishida laughed.

Nanao smiled. "Well it was the time of the Beatles." They both looked at each other. "I thought you were on the wagon?" She said quietly.

"Well, present company excepted, humans aren't as wonderful as I hoped." Ishida sighed. "I've been letting Aizen into the hospital to recruit people of good standing."

"What?"

"They're totally informed." Ishida said quickly. "They're all people who'd die soon anyway and they're offered more."

"People of standing?"

"Politicians, architects..." Ishida sighed. "All well informed and given all the details."

"Really?" Nanao snorted. "That's not a choice, Ishida you're manipulating them!"

"You really won't reconsider?"

"I don't know who you are when you talk like this." She said. "Being Human means Being Mortal. It means dying. Don't rob me of that... it's beautiful."

"It's evolution."

"Never a birth? Never a death?" She crossed her arms. "That's not evolution, Ishida, that's a full stop."

"Hey, Ishida." They both turned to see Ichigo standing awkwardly about five feet away. "Can we talk?"

"It's fine, this is Nanao." Ishida stood up grinning. "We dated." At Ichigo's raised eyebrows. "In the sixties. It's fine she knows all about us."

"Um..."

"What did you want to say?"

"Nothing." Ichigo shoved his hands in his pockets. "It doesn't matter." And he walked away.

Ishida turned to Nanao who frowned reproachfully. "That was mean."

"What?"

"You outed him!" She told him. "To a stranger."

"Ah, that's my roommate. He'll be fine."

"These friends of yours... your roommates... do they know you're doing this? I think that's why you got him to approach me." She sighed. "Goodbye, Ishida."

"Take care." He watched her walk away with a weight on his chest.

The door opened slowly to a deserted house, heavily shadowed. "Ichigo?" Kaien called, and hung up his coat. "You in?"

When there was no reply, he strode into the kitchen and turned the tap.

Water gushed out freely.

"Why do I bother?" He growled, pouring a glass of water and drinking deeply. "For god's sake."

He turned and stilled.

"Hello Tiger."

The glass dropped to the floor.

"I hope you're not going to take that out of their deposit." She smirked as he fell to his knees.

"Rukia..."

"Not anymore." She said coldly, stepping forwards. "I am Darkness."

Kaien whimpered.

"I am Death." She was standing over him now. "Vengeance and Fury, Fire and Blood... Diamonds and Bones, Sapphire and..." She glanced around for inspiration. "Steel..."

Kaien was breathing quickly, chest rising in short little bursts.

Rukia smirked, and it was the most bone-chilling thing he'd ever seen.

"Confess, Kaien." She whispered. "Confessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss."

She turned and walked away, heading up the stairs.

"Textbook." She smirked.

Kaien was laid on the floor, propping himself up. "Hey, Rukia. Is that the best you got?"

Rukia stilled and Kaien stood up, smirking.

"I fucking knew it. All that stuff happening at my house... I thought it was just..." He laughed. "Guilt."

Rukia stared in horror as he walked towards her.

"I should've known that a bratty spoilt little girl like you wouldn't even let death stop one of your sulks."

Rukia flinched and backed away. "No."

"No?" He moved so that he was towering over her, as he so often did. "So what are you now, then? A ghost?" He chuckled. "What you gonna do to me then, huh? Come on..." He frowned. "SPIT IT OUT!"

Rukia flinched and whimpered.

"Quiet as the grave." He laughed. "I think we're done here, don't you? See I should charge rent for three now, right? Cause the thing is... you get away with murder..." He bent to hiss in her ear. "And you're invincible. A God."

Rukia fell to her knees as he headed for the door.

"And I have, you know." He smirked. "Gotten away with it."

The door closed with a slam.

"He didn't freak out?" Ichigo scowled. "At all?"

"Well he is a crazy bastard." She muttered sullenly. "This is someone who killed his fiancée, concealed it and then rented out the crime scene."

Ichigo frowned. "Ishida's no help. Not interested in us right now." The door opened.

"Hey." Ishida sighed, coming in and staring at the assembled sups. "Coffee?"

"Um..." Rukia looked. "I think maybe that one." The vampire took it and turned away, downing it and beginning to wash up. "So Kaien saw me today." She said, watching his back.

"What are you going to do?" Ichigo asked when Ishida failed to respond.

"I don't know... might pay Miyako a visit."

"Miyako? As in... Kaien's girlfriend?"

"Yeah." Rukia shifted uncomfortably. "Cause otherwise she'll be next, won't she?"

Ichigo nodded and turned to Ishida. "So where were you?"

"Work."

"Not all the time."

"It's been busy."

There was a pause.

"You're back with them aren't you?" Ichigo said, disbelievingly.

Ishida set down his mug and turned around. "It's different now."

"Are you killing again?" Ichigo leaned forwards, barely holding back his anger.

"It's voluntary." Ishida reasoned. "No one's doing anything they don't want to."

Rukia stood up. "But I thought you said getting this house was to be part of humanity... to retreat from what you are?"

"Humanity?" Ishida hissed. "I'm saying that I'm sick of trying to be something I'm not!" Ishida snapped. "I'm not human, alright? And you know what? I'm really bloody glad that's true; Humans are stupid and thuggish and cruel!" He met Ichigo's eyes. "They are the monsters. I just can't believe it's taken me this long to work it out."

And with that he was gone.

Rukia was waiting at Kaien and Miyako's house for a long time before Miyako came home from work.

"Hey." Rukia said softly, turning to see her.

Miyako dropped to the floor in a dead faint.

"Damn." Rukia frowned. "Great, so you freak out, but Kaien's fine."

Carefully, Rukia removed her shoes and put a cushion beneath her head. Propping her feet on the coffee table, she began to read a magazine.

Five minutes later, Miyako woke up again.

And ran upstairs screaming.

"No! Miyako! Miyako!" Rukia followed her, stopping outside the locked bathroom door.

"You took my shoes off! Oh god, you did it so I couldn't get away!" Miyako was in hysterics.

"I thought you were meant to take of someone's shoes if they fainted!" Rukia sighed. "Look, if I wanted to keep you here I'd have... cut your feet off!"

"Oh no!" Miyako began to sob noisily and Rukia leant against the door with her eyes closed. "You died..." Miyako sobbed. "You fell down the stairs and cracked your head open..."

"No!"

"Kaien said."

"Kaien...!" Rukia put her face to the door. "Kaien killed me."

There was a silence as Miyako's tears stopped, and she stared ahead in shock. "That's not true."

"It is." Rukia said softly. "It's why I'm still here. I needed to warn you because... you'll be next."

"No." Miyako said firmly. "He loves me."

Rukia sighed and closed her eyes. "If you can tell me that he has never scared you... never laid a finger on you... then I'll go, and I'll never come back."

The two young women were silent.

And Miyako gasped.

"Sometimes..." She started. "Sometimes he gets..."

"What? What is it, Miyako?"

"No."

"You need to say it."

"No!" Miyako covered her ears and put her face between her knees. "I'm going mad. It's like my great-aunt Janice who kept seeing the Bronte sisters in her en-suite."

Rukia debated just walking through the door but quickly realised that it would only exacerbate things.

All ideas went out the window though as the keys rattled in the door.

"Kaien?" Miyako asked, and threw open the bathroom door. "Kaien!"

"What?" He asked as she barrelled into him. "What the hell's going on?"

"I'm going mad! It's Rukia! She's here and she's going to chop my feet off!" Miyako sobbed into his chest as Kaien looked up at Rukia, who stood at the top of the stairs.

"I don't see anything babe."

"He's lying." Rukia snapped. "Don't listen to him, he's looking right at me!"

"What's it been saying, babe? What do you think it's been saying?"

Miyako stopped crying and looked up at him. "She said you killed her."

Rukia smirked. Get out of this one then you bastard.

"You know what I think this is?" Kaien smirked. "Guilt."

"Guilt?" Both women asked.

"Yeah. You're such a sweet girl that after her death, you blame yourself because you feel guilty."

Rukia met his eyes and they were cold.

"Guilt over... what we were doing when she was alive."

Rukia's eyes widened a little as Kaien grinned at her, that carefree grin she used to love.

"Yeah. The emails and texts... at work, in the Lexus, in the disabled toilets at our engagement party..."

"No..." Rukia whispered, covering her mouth.

Kaien took Miyako's face in his hands and smiled down at her. "Now, Rukia would love this. She was always so bitter... all her life, bitter towards people who were cleverer than her and did something with their lives while she just... stood at the side..." His eyes slid to Rukia's and held them. "Not doing anything... like a ghost."

"And you really can't see anything?"

"You know what?" Kaien smirked. "I really can't." He winked at Rukia and kissed Miyako.

"Hello neighbour." Tatsuki skipped to fall into step beside Ichigo. "How's life?" They made their way through the hospital slowly.

"Jam filled." He smirked.

"Oh yeah." She grinned, "Might have suggested it to a few people." She winked. "Raspberry's your favourite now."

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "I'm more into marmalade..."

"Tough. Just be thankful I didn't tell everyone it was strawberry." She sighed. "It must have been hard,"

"I'm sure our pantry will empty in time." Ichigo smirked and she hit his arm hard. "Hey!"

"Don't be a jerk."

"Excuse me." They both turned to see Nanao standing beside them. "Can I have a word?"

"Um... sure." Ichigo said, and shrugged at Tatsuki as Nanao pulled him into an empty ward. "Look I don't know what Ishida told you about my condition but..."

"Ishida's in trouble." Nanao hissed.

"What?"

"He introduced me to another vampire, to make me one of them." She urged, gripping his arm. Ichigo's face fell as he processed the information. "The vampires are mobilising. They're making it sound all new Labour but this is an invasion."

"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked seriously.

"It's a coup, and the first thing they're doing is recruiting on a bigger scale than ever before- coming in here and talking to people!"

"And Ishida's really a part of this?" Ichigo asked, sickened.

"He's how they're getting in!"

"So what do we do now?"

"Your... thing." Nanao started. "Is it anything um..."

"Useful? No." He put his hands up. "Strictly part time."

"Oh. I was hoping you were a warlock or something." At Ichigo's incredulous expression she shrugged. "When you've gone out with a vampire your perspective changes a little."

Okay... I need to go home and... Oh God. How many people are they planning to recruit? How big is this?"

Nanao swallowed. "Aizen said it. He said..."

No one gets left behind.