AN- ok so i've tried to fill a couple of requests this chapter, Isshin turns up, and i've introduced Aizen to the situation. Next chapter will probably be from the Hueco Mundo point of view.

BTW- I own everything, I stole it so its mine now. Possesion is nine tenths of the law and the other tenth needs an expensive lawyer.

Chapter 21- Humiliation, embarrassment and the need for brain bleach

Ichigo and Renji were on a vital mission. On this mission rested their dignity, sanity and ability to face anyone they knew ever again. They were on a mission to find Ichigo's camera. They started at the lost and found tent, only to find that a. no-one was staffing it, and b. the only thing that anyone seemed to have found was a pair of mismatched trainers, a Tupperware box full of evolved life forms, and a pair of kids swimming trunks. How any of that got there was a mystery, seeing as everyone at the festival was wearing sandals, Tupperware had not yet been introduced to the Seireitei, and there were no swimming pools anywhere near the festival. Ichigo was privately of the belief that something in the basic layout of a lost property room, warped the nature of space time in such a way as to cause these things to spontaneously manifest, regardless of whether anyone had actually lost them in the first place. Renji privately decided to blame squad twelve for everything.

Meanwhile Rukia was drunk enough to organise the burning of an effigy of head captain Yamamoto. It was made of wood, plastic bags, and spare bedding and was actually surprisingly lifelike. She was standing there holding a flaming torch and leading a chant of, "Down with Yamamoto, down with central 46". The enthusiastic squad thirteen members surrounding her, were almost as pleased with themselves as she was. As the flames blazed higher and someone passed around more alcohol, she had a nagging feeling at the back of her mind that she might regret this in the morning, but that thought was soon banished in a haze of alcohol.

Ichigo and Renji wandered past Rukia's bonfire while on their mission, and decided that they were far too hungover to get involved. Everyone has limits.

Kenpachi had woken up with a roaring headache and decided to use the time honoured recovery method of drinking more booze. He was a predictably belligerent drunk, and Ikkaku was both sober enough to set up and run a fighting pit featuring Kenpachi as the star attraction, and drunk enough to believe it was a good idea. Yumichika was doing the commentating, while Ikkaku ran the book, and Yachiru captured unsuspecting victims to throw into the pit against Kenpachi. By the time Kenpachi passed out again people were actively avoiding their end of the campsite.

Renji and Ichigo finally found the camera abandoned by Rangiku, who was currently up on stage, topless, doing an astonishingly bad karaoke rendition of Britney Spears greatest hits. No-one even wanted to think about where she had learned them. People considered trying to stop her but were instead drawn into watching in a kind of morbid fascination. When she passed out in the middle of a number (on top of the still unconscious Kisuke), everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Ichigo and Renji took the opportunity to escape with the camera.

They sat in a tree as they looked through the photos. They started out fairly innocent, the pictures that Ichigo had taken while he was still soberish and trying to be a reporter. Then at some point after Ichigo lost the camera things started to get bad. There was no way of knowing who had taken the pictures. It was probably a succession of people as the camera was passed around from evil genius, to closet pervert, and over to drunken comedian. Ichigo and Renji sank deeper and deeper into shock as they flipped past images of things they thought they'd never see, and suspected they'd never be able to scrub out of their brains, starting with kenpachi dressed in a tutu, followed by a short video of Hanataro on squad twelve's hallucinogenic rainbow pills, followed by Ikkaku and Yumikchika in a compromising position with a stuffed ostrich. The parade of shame went on and on, but Ichigo finally recovered his voice when he saw the worst thing of all.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Ichigo shrieked

"Looks like he's doing Yoruichi, Soifon, Urahara and Ryuken, as far as I can make out. I mean you can't see all the faces too clearly, but theres definitely two girls and two other guys in the picture." Renji said thoughtfully.

"Renji." Said Ichigo in a dangerously calm voice, "When I asked what is he doing here, I wasn't asking you to give me a list of names of the other people participating in the orgy he appears to have got involved in. I also don't want a blow by blow description. Don't say it! I don't want to know these things, I don't want to imagine these things. All I want to know is, WHO THE FUCK LET HIM IN. and if you find a way to turn any of that into an innuendo, I swear to all that is holy and unholy I will kill you." Renji thought of something, took a look at Ichigo's face and decided not to say it. Instead he attempted a conciliatory tone.

"Well it is a long time since your mother died. It's probably time for him to get back out there. See new people, try and move on, that sort of stuff."

"Seeing new people, is one thing Renji. Going out for dinner, a movie, getting to know each other, maybe staying over after a few dates. That I wouldn't have a problem with. There is a massive difference between seeing new people and re-enacting scenes out of the filthiest porno films you can find, with them."

"Would you like me to flip past these ones for you then."

"Yes. I'm just going to drink some more in an attempt to scrub that image from my memory.

After they had flipped past the pictures involving Isshin Ichigo started looking again. By the time they got to the pictures involving themselves vital parts of their brains had started to shut down.

"Ok this is it Ichigo. Are you ready?"

"To be honest I doubt we can have done anything nearly as bad as the stuff in some of these pictures."

"Don't count on it. Rangiku's got experience." Renji shuddered. "Ok here goes nothing."

They looked at the pictures. They looked at each other. They looked at the pictures again.

"We delete these pictures and never speak of them again."

"No-one ever needs to know."

"What about Rangiku."

"If she say's anything we deny it. She has no proof."

"Agreed" They nodded solemnly at each other

After they had deleted the pictures involving them Ichigo had a question. "What do we do with these other pictures. There's the kind of blackmail material here, that could… well god knows what it could do."

"You have a point. These pictures must not fall into the wrong hands." Renji agreed, "In fact even the knowledge of their existence could be a deadly weapon, if the wrong people were to find out about it."

"It kind of seems a shame to just delete them all though. I mean the possibilities of these pictures." The two of them stared at the camera, with all its promises of dark power.

"We must keep it secret, keep it safe. To be used only for the good of all." It was not clear which of them had spoken, but as soon as it was said they were in agreement. They would keep it, and hide it. For the greater good of course.

Meanwhile in Hueco mundo Aizen received a message from his spy robots about a cache of powerful and obscene secrets that he could use against the soul society. He had to have that camera. But who to send? He considered for a moment before shouting.

"Grimmjow! I have a mission for you!"