Bleached Night Before Christmas

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Seireitei

Everybody was stirring, no time for delay

The alarms were loudly ringing with care

Announcing for all that a ryoka was there

The shinigami were scattered about

While many were confused and began to shout

The great captains, they tried to take charge

There was defending to do with an intruder at large

When out on the streets there arose such a clatter

That all turned to look and see what was the matter

The new intruder, they moved like a flash

Terrifying all with whom they were about to clash

The moon shone down on the streets below

Giving the luster of mid-day to objects below

When what to all wondering eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny reindeer

With a little old driver, so lively and quick

None knew whether or not it was a trick

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came

And he whistled and shouted and called them by name

"Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen!

On Comet! On Cupid! On Donner and Blitzen!

To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild reiatsu fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky
So up to the roof-tops the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh, giant sack, and the old man too

And then, in a twinkling, some heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof
As some began panicking and running around
Down the chimney the old man came with a bound

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot
A very large sack he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler, just opening his pack

His eyes-how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook when he laughed, like a bowlful of jelly!

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And they screamed when they saw him, in spite of themselves!
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Told them nothing as they felt a rising dread.

He spoke not a word, but looked about in surprise,
As he felt a deadly aura around him rise

And looking back he saw a shining blade

And the light in his eyes, it began to fade

The fat man he fell, his killer, he frowned

He had hoped it would take more the man to be downed

And many heard screamed, without further ado

"What's the matter with you, what the hell did you do?!"

"You guys just killed Santa Claus." Ichigo states, watching as the jolly old man is restored under Orihime's Souten Kisshun. "That is not how you celebrate Christmas."

Author's Note

This was done at the request of Hells True Mistress. I've read a version or two of a Bleached Night Before Christmas and they had Bleach characters, namely old man Yama, playing the part of Santa Claus. Not me, instead I gave you what would probably happen if Santa tried doing rounds in Seireitei. They have a 0 tolerance rule for ryoka you know. In case you didn't pick up on it, Kenpachi killed Santa, mostly because Santa was going to deliver a present to Yachiru which means he ends up in Kenpachi's territory.

Ah, I'm so messed up for doing this to Santa.

Anywho, feel free to keep making requests, I'm going to try and get more of my cross-over written so I can give those followers an update.