Rangiku's POV

Me and Momo sat silently in front of Izuru's clinic bed. Damn...I really could use a bottle of sake right about now. All of a sudden, his eyes fluttered open. Momo jumped up.

"Izuru!" He sat up, groaning. He began to speak, but everything came out raspy and hoarse, and we couldn't understand a word. He tried to get up, but I pushed him back down.

"No, I don't think so Izuru. You're staying right here." Momo smiled weakly.

"You push yourself too hard Izuru, it's alright." he looked around the room, as if expecting someone else. I furrowed my eyebrows and crossed my arms, looking angrily out the window.

"If your looking for Mamoko, little miss Arrancar daughter went home."

"Shhh!" Momo hushed crossly.

"What? He needs to know his best friend is a traitor!"

"Rangiku, please!" Izuru watched us with wide eyes.

"Open you eyes, Momo. You saw what happened last night. She wanted to leave. She said so herself."

"You don't know her like I do."

"Thank God."

"Rangiku!" she gasped. I immediately felt guilty.

"I-I'm sorry Momo..." I became cross again. How could she just I leave at a time like this? "But she's made her choice."

Mamoko's POV

I walked emotionless-ly beside Yoshidaime towards the throne room.

"Your gonna be a good daughter right?" I glared at him.

"I'm not your-" he gave me a sharp glare, cutting me off. I stopped.

"That's what I thought. Now come." we entered the room. My eyes widened. Chained in the center of the room...Toshiro...but-but how...?

"TOSHIRO!" his head snapped up, and his eyes widened. I began to move forward, only to be jerked back by Yoshidaime.

"Lesson one, my dear. You must have no mercy." my eyes widened.

"You're...you're not asking me to...to..." he smiled.

"Kill him."

Toshiro's POV

The fight against Kujiro ended in utter failure...

***Flashback***

"Hado #31, Shakkaho!" I shouted, firing at Kujiro. I missed, and he sonidoed towards me, slashed my arm. I jumped to the side, then lunged at him, kicking him in the face. He wiped blood form his mouth and smirked.

"Pretty good, Soul Reaper. Pretty good." He charged at me, swinging and thrusting. I was hit almost each time, with no zanpakuto to defend myself, escaping his attacks was nearly impossible. I fell to the ground with a thud.

"D-Damn you..." I muttered. I was kicked in the side, sent skidding along the pavement into the opposite wall. I spit out blood, trying to stand. Kujiro rolled his eyes and grabbed my hair, dragging me through the garganta he created.

"C'mon, Captain. Lets go for a little walk."

***End Flashback***

I watched Mamoko and Yoshidaime skeptically.

"NOW." I heard Yoshidaime demand. Mamoko turned and walked towards me, tears in her eyes.

"Toshiro...what happened to you...?" she whispered.

"Don't worry about me."

"You don't understand...he wants...he wants me..." all of a sudden, Kujiro's voice rang out from the doorway.

"Psh, she ain't gonna do it. She's in love with the guy. Aren't ya, Mamoko?"

"Do it Mamoko." I told her. Knowing very well that if she doesn't...he'll kill her. Her eyes widened.

"Toshiro..."

"It's alright. I forgive you." she began to cry. "Please don't cry...Mamoko."

Mamoko's POV

"I can't..." I trembled. "I love you..."

"Mamoko..." the way he says my name send chills down my spine. I can't live without him...I can't do this... "please, don't do this to yourself."

"I won't do it." she faced Yoshidaime. "I refuse." he raised an eyebrow.

"Is that so? Such a shame."

"Please, Father, I beg of you...let him live. I'll...I'll...I'll stay here forever, if you bring him back to the Soul Society safely. I promise I won't try to escape." he grinned.

"Now that's what I like to hear." he looked at Kujiro. "Bring him back to the Soul Society. Dump him where ever. Then come back. I have an important job for you." Kujiro's eyes widened.

"You're kiddin' right? He's a Soul Reaper. And so is she! And what's with the whole father thing anyway?" he smiled kindly.

"She's my daughter, Kujiro. Why else would she call me father?" with that, he led me back to my room. "I'm glad your finally working with me, Mamoko. You'll stay here for the rest of the afternoon and night. Is that clear?" I nodded once, almost robotically. "Good. See you tomorrow."