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Chapter 14

It was quite crowded around the low table at Urahara's. Ichigo sat idly playing with his cup of tea with his uninjured hand, Rukia was on his right, keeping a close eye on him, while Renji was on her right. Grimmjow sat to his left, arms crossed and watching everyone with wary eyes. Toshiro was next to the blue haired arrancar, staring at his soul pager as if it could explain things to him. Chad sat next to him, as silent as always. The quincy was to his left calmly watching Urahara pour tea. Isshin was catching up Yoruichi.

Once everyone had a cup of tea in front of them, Urahara sat down. "So what's the plan?"

Ichigo arched an eyebrow. "That's my line. You're the one who always has the plans."

Urahara scratched his head as all the eyes in the room locked on him. "Um…" He raised his hand in triumph. "I got it!" Dubious was a good word to describe the overall feeling to these words.

"You see, our major obstacle will be convincing Soul Society that Aizen is still alive, especially when it took quite a bit to convince them he was dead."

Toshiro shook his head. "No, our major obstacle will be getting into Soul Society without being killed on sight."

Urahara flicked open his fan. "Yeah, I forgot about that part. Hmmm. With all of you technically…what's the word? Unwelcome? We will have to figure out an unconventional way in. However…" he flicked his fan closed and looked seriously at Ichigo. "The one who's out for your blood is Yamamoto. I have a feeling that besides a few others, he would be your only opposition."

Isshin interjected. "You're on that again?"

Urahara turned to the dark haired man. "We don't have much choice. Have faith in your son."

Ichigo leaned on his elbow. "Could you please not talk about me like I'm not here?" he asked dryly. He sighed and rubbed a hand across his face. "I still don't know how you can think I can go up against the old man, and win. I mean, how 'bout I talk Kenpachi into it? He always wants to fight."

"That won't work." Toshiro said leaning back against the wall. "Kenpachi won't fight the captain commander."

Uryuu adjusted his glasses. "The one thing breathing that Kenpachi won't fight. So who exactly would we be up against?"

Yoruichi counted on her fingers. " First Division, obviously, Soi Fong, and probably everyone under her, including the Special Forces, Third Division, as Izuru Kira is still toeing the line after his captain's betrayal, Fourth wont take a side, Fifth is still in shambles, Sixth will be on our side," she took in their doubtful looks, except for Toshiro who nodded as if he agreed. "Trust me…anyways, Seventh…I believe Komamura will want to do anything to get his hands on Tousen…Eighth is on our side, I believe Hisagi is in the same boat as Komamura and Ninth should be willing to help, of course tenth," she tilted her head towards Toshiro. "Eleventh will help, but like Toshiro said, I doubt any of them would raise a hand against the actual captain commander, Twelfth will be no help to us, but Thirteenth will."

"So about half? If you take in account the special forces?" Uryuu adjusted his glasses again.

Yoruichi nodded. "The issue, as Urahara and Toshiro pointed out, is getting in."

Rukia spoke up. "How do you know all of this, Yoruichi?"

She smiled mischievously. "It's amazing what people will say around you when they think you are just a cat."

"We could get in the way Toshiro and I left." Ichigo said, getting them focused again.

Toshiro looked at him sideways. "We almost got lost…are you sure you can get us there in one piece?"

Ichigo scratched his head. "Uh, Grimmjow?"

Grimmjow raised a blue eyebrow. "Are you nuts? I have no interest in a suicide mission, which is what this will be if I set foot inside Soul Society."

Renji shook his head. "Nah, what about the whole, 'an enemy of my enemy is my ally,' thing?"

Grimmjow didn't look convinced. "I have this feeling they wont be thinking that as they attack me."

"You didn't strike me as the scared type." Rukia's voice caused everyone to suck in their breath and swivel their eyes back and forth between the scowling arrancar and the almost disinterested Rukia. Urahara flipped open his fan and watched from behind it.

"Scared?" Grimmjow's temper was barely in check. "What makes you say I am scared?"

Ichigo watched Rukia out of the corner of his eye. She looked up at Grimmjow, ignoring the fact that he was almost leaning over Ichigo to glare at her. "You seem to think setting foot inside Soul Society would get you killed, so either you are afraid of fighting, or you have no faith in us to watch your back."

Grimmjow sat back and studied the raven-haired girl with narrowed eyes. "I am not afraid to fight. I'm just not sure if I trust whatever plan bucket hat comes up with."

Urahara groaned. "Why must everyone make fun of my hat? I like this hat." Everyone ignored him.

Ichigo shrugged. "He may look like an idiot, but he usually knows what he's talking about."

Urahara grumbled. "What? Is it bash Urahara night and no one told me?"

Grimmjow crossed his arms and thought about that. He sighed. "I'm probably digging my own grave, but…I can probably get us through to Soul Society."

Ichigo nodded and looked at the sulking Urahara. "Okay we've got one problem solved, what's your plan now?"

Urahara threw his fan at the smirking orange haired teen. Ichigo ducked and the fan clattered against the wall.

"Now who's violent?" Isshin asked with a smirk.

Urahara huffed and crossed his arms. After a few seconds of pouting he said. "We still have to plan this out, you can't just storm Soul Society."

Uryuu tilted his head to the side. "We've done it before." He said dryly. "And that time, they all were against us."

Urahara shot Uryuu a dirty look. "Ichigo, what you have to do is challenge Yamamoto for the captain commander position."

Ichigo choked on his mouthful of tea. Turning red he coughed, trying to clear his airway as Rukia pounded him lightly on the back. "What?!" he croaked when he finally got some air in his lungs.

Urahara looked smug. "If you don't do it that way, you will have to fight through everybody else before you even stand before Yamamoto."

Ichigo groaned and covered his face with his hands. "I don't wanna be captain commander…I can resign right after I kick his old ass, right?" he peeked out from between his fingers.

Isshin nodded. "Of course."

Renji added. "Besides, Soul Society would go to hell in a hand basket if you were running things…"

Ichigo reached around Rukia and smacked the redhead on the back of the head. "Thanks for the support." He said sarcastically.