A/N: JEEEESUS! How long has it been since I last updated? Two and a half months of leaving you guys hanging on that crappy filler chapter that had no significance to the story whatsoever?! I'm so sorry guys... I've been really busy these past few months and every weekend I would say, "Okay, I'm going to get a chapter up this weekend FOR SURE!" and then something would come up.

Thank Jesus for my best friend Haadiya and her inspiring inspiration-ness of epicsauce. Because when I went to her house yesterday and told her about how I couldn't find the time or inspiration to update, she replied: "...well, why don't you just update already?" So thank her because she is the reason you are reading this. No seriously, like, get down on your knees and worship her. She's a god.

The other reason I haven't updated is because I've been having sudden bouts of writer's block and inspiration that comes and goes if someone so much as looks at me the wrong way. Also, I've been starting a lot of new stories. I have one other OC one for Bleach, one OC story for Sherlock (which I haven't updated in what...half a year?), and a new OC story for Naruto. So yeah. Busy.

On a happier note, my aforementioned best friend bought me a Kisuke Urahara shirt from Hot Topic even though she despises anime and it cost $20. I love you Haadidgeridoo! I'll be sure to buy you that Daryl figurine you wanted. (Daryl from The Walking Dead. Good show. Lots of zombie/human/random animal guts flying everywhere. :D)

Enjoyzle!

Blood is red

Bruises are blue

This blood on my teeth

Is how much I hate you.

- Liichaam Vanwanhoop

Let's Go to the Soul Society!

"GOD DAMMIT KISUKE! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!"

There was a silence on the end of the line. And then:

"Wha'? Uwah! Sorry Miss Makoto! I was eating a cookie!"

Casey snarled into the phone, brown hair bristling and flaring angrily.

"I swear to God, when I get back there, I am going to murder you," she hissed.

"Makotoooooo~!" the shopkeeper whined. "You're so meaaaaaaan~!"

"Casey," Yoruichi warned. "The Sweeper is getting closer."

She sighed angrily.

"Oh my," Kisuke said innocently. "Is the Kototsu there again?"

"FUCK YOU!" she shouted over the roar of the Sweeper. "YOU IMBECILE! YOU'RE TIMING FREAKING SUCKS!"

The shopkeeper winced on the other end of the line. "Heh heh...sorry."

"Casey!" Yoruichi warned.

"Ah, fuck it!" she cried, tossing the phone over her shoulder. "He's worthless anyway."

"Makato you're so mean to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~!" came the blonde idiot's cry just as the little silver square got crushed under the Kototsu.

"Casey: one. Dumb, blonde shopkeeper: zero."

Kisuke sighed on the other end. It seems the young wolf's temper had gotten the best of her. Again.

"Maybe if I bake her a cake, she won't be so cranky all the time," he muttered. "Stick-up-the-ass-kun..."

His eyes widened as an idea came to him. A terrible, risky, very not good idea that would possibly get him beaten to death by the wolf and her strawberry-headed master.

He went to the storage room, searching a while for what he wanted.

Not only did he find it and more, he found something else that would be of...great value to his plan.

An insane grin spread on his face as he began to write a note to the two.

I sighed. "Why can't he get his timing right for once?!"

Ichigo looked at me, amused. "What do you expect? He's an idiot!"

"Yeah, well he's supposed to be a smart idiot!" I shot back.

"Supposed to be a smart idiot," was his reply.

I huffed, and shifted into a wolf. "You're no fun. I'm going to talk to Yoruichi."

I ran to the front of the line until I matched the violet-haired woman's strides.

"Little Wolf to Black Cat. Hey, Black Cat."

"Black Cat to Little Wolf. What is it Little Wolf?" she said, playing along.

"Little Wolf to Black Cat. People are annoying Black Cat."

She chuckled. "People often are, Little Wolf."

I sighed again. "Hopefully he doesn't fuck up the landing too."

Yoruichi looked at me, gold eyes flickering with amusement. "I wouldn't bet on it."

And then we were flying through a curtain of white.

I let out a loud "kyahh!" attempting to right myself whilst flying through what seemed like a vacuum.

Let me try to explain what coming out of the Dangai was like.

No, you don't just pop out of thin air into the Soul Society.

Imagine that you're running in a straight tunnel and you push through a wall, and suddenly everything is just white for a few seconds. There are no walls or surroundings, so it's impossible to tell whether you're up or down or spun around. You can't really see the others, but you can kind of feel a shimmery outline of them. So you're just suspended in space kind of flailing around and trying to get your bearings.

It only lasts a few seconds, and it sucks.

Which was why I was extremely proud of myself when I managed to land on my feet. In my wolf form no less!

"Ow..." Molly muttered, brushing her dark brown hair out of her gold eyes and blinking. "Hey, look! It's Captain Kyoraku!"

I shifted back and rubbed my head. "I am never doing that again."

"Rukia! Toshiro! Ichigo! Uh..." Kyoraku hit a blank when he saw Aspen, who was busy looking around in wonder.

"Wow...!" the dog-boy breathed in amazement. "This place is huge!"

"You've been here before," I deadpanned.

"Huh?"

Molly rubbed her head sheepishly. "Yeah...about that... We kinda drugged him 'cause he was freaking out about you..."

I stared at her. "You drugged my dog?"

Alexis and Margaret blushed a bit.

"You drugged my dog!" I cried increduously. "You bitches!"

Someone then proceeded to hug the living shit out of me.

"JESUS, CAPTAIN UKITAKE! I CAN'T BREATHE! FUCK!"

The older Captain laughed sheepishly and set me down.

"For fuck's sakes..." I muttered. "Do I have a sign on me that says 'Feel free to hug and lift up as seen fit'?!"

Jushiro flicked me on the back of the head.

"Ow!"

"No cursing! You're too young," he said sternly.

"I'm not young! You're just old!" I retorted.

"Casey!" Kyoraku exclaimed. "I didn't even realise you were here! Wow, you've changed you're uniform!"

I blinked at him and cocked my head to the side before looked at my robes.

"Oh. Huh. Would you look at that?" I said, blinking.

It was true. My sleeves only went down to mid-bicep (is that even a place?) and were attached by reddish chains to charcoal-grey fingerless tekkou. There were broken reddish...handcuff-like...things around my wrists and neck, half a chain still attached. And my sandals were gone, replaced by knee-length combat boots. Thank god. Those sandals hurt. My pants, thankfully, were the same. I loved those pants. They were like sweatpants but better.

"Huh," I said, twirling around in an attempt to look at myself better. I wriggled my wrists to hear the harsh jangling of chains.

Now the question was, how had I not noticed this sooner. Unease made itself a home in the pit of my stomach.

"Well," I concluded. "That's...erm...interesting."

"Wait," Ikkaku said. "How could you have not known that you were wearing a different outfit?"

"How could you not have known?" I countered.

"You're the one wearing it!"

"And isn't that the problem," I muttered.

"What?"

"Nothing. Stop obsessing over the fact that I'm wearing new clothes. It's no big deal anyway." I said before muttering "Probably..." under my breath.

"What do you mean 'probably'?" Ichigo asked.

I sent him a warning glare. He shut up.

Shunsui poked my arm in concern. I glared at him too.

"Well," Alexis said, breaking the awkward silence. "We're here to help with anything you guys need. Though we're mostly here on a short vacation..."

"You're here to help with the hollows?" Ukitake asked.

I smirked. "We didn't say anything about hollows."

He frowned. "Yes you did."

The uneasy feeling amplified.

"Captain Ukitake," Orihime said. "Do you think we should go see the Head Captain to tell him that we're here?"

"Yes...yes..." Ukitake murmured, still looking slightly worried.

I grinned at him, trying to ignore the alarm bells ringing in my head.

"Well, what are we waiting for. Let's see the old guy."

"Honey, I'm home~!" I shouted as we entered the meeting hall.

Currently, Old Man Yama was meeting with Wolf-Man Komamura and Little-Bee Soifon, both with their respective Lieutenant. I don't know what's up with me and nicknames today.

"Pops!" I cried, Tackling the old man in a bear hug.

"Hello, Casey Makoto," he rumbled in amusement.

"Hello," I said cheerily.

I ran up to Komamura. "Hi, Captain Komamura! Hi, Lieutenant Iba!"

"Hi," they both said.

"Hey, it's the slum bitch!" Omaeda cried.

"Dildo!" I shouted cheerily.

Margaret slapped her hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. The phrase "I lol'd" came to mind.

Omaeda's eye twitched. "What did you just call me?"

"I called you a-"

Ichigo slapped his hand over my mouth. So I bit his finger.

"Ow! Fuck!" he yelped.

I stuck my tongue out at him. "Don't put your sexy fingers near my mouth unless you want them bitten off. I only bite sexy things...maybe that's why I haven't bitten Ikkaku yet..."

"Hey!" said bald man exclaimed.

Yoruichi fanned her face. "Oh, Casey...your mouth is so...skilled."

I grinned at her and ran my tongue over my canines.

"Damn straight," I purred seductively. "You're so cute Yorui. Especially last night."

She gasped in mock surprise. "Last night? You promised we wouldn't mention that to anyone!"

I laughed huskily. "Oh, you weren't even up for it."

"Ooh, you naughty, naughty girl."

"You're so beautiful when you sleep, Yorui. Oh, you sexy thing. You are so sexy. Especially when you-"

I looked at our audience, who, by this point, looked very disgusted and disturbed. Not to mention scarred for life.

I looked at Yoruichi. Yoruichi looked at me.

We both cracked up.

A few minutes later, I was clutching my sides and trying to breathe.

"Ahaha! The- ha!-looks on your faces!" I gasped.

Ichigo blinked. "Ew."

I smirked as Yoruichi sang, "Ooh, Ichigo's jealous~!"

The ginger blushed furiously.

"Wha-no- I- Gahh!"

I smirked, the unease I had felt disappearing.

Come, let's forget that future

Yoruichi smirked and began teasing Ichigo, who spat retorts.

"Tick, tock," a voice sang in my ear.

I stiffened, and turned around slowly.

That is becoming smeared with blood again

My heart dropped to my feet.

If a warm wind curls into a spiral

Because for one second, I thought, no, I knew I saw the face of Lichaam Vanwanhoop smiling at me from the window.

That is probably a sign...

"Tick, tock," she sang.

Escape, escape

No...

No...

NO!

From this sorrowful fate

Someone was speaking to me.

"Casey, are you okay?" Orihime asked with eyes full of concern.

You are not a flower of hell.

In that kind of place!

My eyes flickered back to the window, where the rotted face was still grinning at me.

Don't bloom there

Don't bloom there

I took a deep breath, ready to tell her about what I had seen at the window.

Don't let them ensnare you

I smiled weakly. "Yeah. I'm fine."

Shards of time fly by without a sound.

A/N: I was originally going to get this out at noon... I got distracted... ^^;

Casey didn't tell them! Why'd she do that?!

Interweb cookies for the person who can tell me the name of the song at the end!

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- KAi