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"I caught you in the eye
That disconnected trouble
Respect the hive
It seems like days since you rejected
Your mom and I
We'll hope you dance to your bad weather
Young love is fine
Just please respect
The candles as they line
I won't waste a cry"

Animal Collective! - '#1'

Soul Society; Rukia:

I spoke to no one when I returned. I went to the office, avoiding everyone, and put the Gikongan in everyone's boxes.

I quickly shunpo-ed to 12th Division's institute.

I luckily found Nemu with a stack of papers, and teetering test tubes in her arms near the entrance.

"Nemu! I must speak with Kurotshuchi-san! Do you know where he is?" I asked the girl with urgency. The sooner I got rid of that damn hollow the better, though I doubted anything would be able to happen as soon as I would have liked.

She nodded, and resumed walking. The tubes clinked in her arms, and the noise echoed slightly around the dark halls.

"Do... you want help carrying anything?" I asked tentatively.

She shook her head. "Kurotshuchi-senpai would be outraged. I am the only one besides him to hold such things.

We said nothing else as she led me through the maze of hallways and rooms that was the institute.

She finally stopped at a door. "He is in there." She knocked on the door. How she did that with out any free hands, I didn't see. I bet she had some weird, extra, freaky hand that she could just will out at any time! That would make sense... Kurotshuchi was very, very strange.

"Senpai... Kuchiki Rukia is here to see you." She set the papers on the steel island and the test tubes beside them.

"Ah?" He peeked up from the microscope, one of many on the other side of the table. "Kuchiki Rukia! What a surprise!" He turned to Nemu. "Is that them?"

She nodded. "There was no more Acid of the 17th PH left..."

"I see. Well I shall have to get more. That part can wait. Let us work with simplicity first. NO3 Ur, please?" She handed him a slightly blue tube.

"Now. What do I owe this pleasant visit Kuchiki?" He asked, uncorking the tube, as instantly the smell of smoke hit my nose. I blinked a few times, to keep my eyes from stinging.

"Well, I come with information, a plan, and a deal. That we both may benefit from."

"Oh? Is that so?" He smiled eerily at me, with his yellow eyes. "Do tell."

I smiled back, acting unfazed. "A shinigami hollow hybrid."

"Hmmm..." He grabbed an eye dropper and took out some of the blue liquid substance. "I do believe Urahara was working with the 'Vizards'... as he called them... Quite fascinated he was..." He spoke airily, trailing off to drop a single drop of liquid on to each of the slides.

He looked them all over, until a few seconds later, one slide smoked and sizzled.

"AHA! Number 2! What have we here!" He inspected the burn closely, then slid what was left of whatever it was under the microscope. "Corrosive alpha gamma decay! Nemu! Mark #2 down for that! NO3 Ur, as WELL as the sulfate mixture! Fabulous."

She made a mark on her clipboard.

"So... A Vizard, eh?" He said, still looking over the other slides.

I nodded. I could only hope he was as fascinated as Urahara was.

"So... What is this plan of yours?" He squints at another, and places it underneath one of the other microscopes. "Let me rephrase that. What is the deal you speak of?"

"...We split the Vizard." He only raises an eyebrow.

"The deal, not the plan. Though the splitting process itself would be rather amusing I suppose." I cringe. I could only image the 'splitting process' he would enjoy.

"I get the shinigami, you get the hollow." I clarify.

"What? I get the hollow?" He laughs. "That's rich, Kuchiki."

"The Shinigami half knows nothing of the process. It is the hollow that knows all the details." I try to explain. Perhaps if I hadn't rushed into this so fast... Taken the time to make a truly convincing argument.

"Hmmm... The only way this would work was if I were to keep both the shinigami and the hollow AFTER I were to split them. They're no fun in playing with a toy that only has one battery..." He peered into the microscope, and removed the slide. He did the same to the next 3.

"Nemu? The eighth has done something interesting. Will you fetch the Ur2 ULM?" She nodded and left, setting the clipboard down.

"Well... How did you learn of the Vizards? How did you find one?" He questioned, making a mark on the clipboard, looking over the next few sheets.

"...It's Ichigo. Kurosaki Ichigo." I held my breath. "The Ryoga."

"Oh? The one who achieved bankai in less than 3 days? This does change things." He took a moment in thought. "Though I would love to see his strength WITHOUT the hollow... How did he become a Vizard? You have delightfully caught my interest."

"I do not know how. I suppose Urahara has something do to with it." I say shakily.

"Urahara? INTERESTING!" He grins, and I can't help but feel cornered. "Tell me, in a short condensed way, but thoroughly, why you want to split Kurosaki?"

"...I want the hollow dead. He hinders his abilities, he is a constant threat..." I list.

"And?"

"I... I love him." His grin becomes even wider. I feel like a mouse, being toyed with by a cat. No wonder everyone hates 12th division...

"I shall perhaps CONSIDER your deal, but let's hear this plan first..." I gulp.

"Okay, here's the thing. I don't have much of a plan."

"Do you have any plan?"

"...Not beyond kicking his hollow's ass for even thinking he could touch Ichigo like that..." I blurt out.

"...Touch?" A renewed look of curiosity crosses his face briefly. "I dare say, what kind of touching are you yammering on about?"

"He... Ichigo and the hollow that is... Have... a strange relationship taking place." The spark in his eye returns, stronger. Oh dear, what have I seemed to have done?

"A Vizard... having a love affair with other half?!" He sets all his slides down, and turns the microscopes off. "We must discuss this more in depth..." He ushers me into another room, with brighter lights, and a window. A lot more friendly and less creepy looking then the rest of the lab rooms I have seen. "Sit."

I sit and look at him silently from across the table.

"So... Kurosaki is having a relationship with his inner hollow? I have never heard of something like this..." He drums his skeletal fingers on the metal table top.

"...Tell me what you know about the Vizards...?" I ask.

"Not much," He confesses. "I wish I knew more. Some how, the barrier that keeps a lid on shinigami powers, kido, demon arts, etc. is broken with hollows. Like the hollows for instance. Menos are stronger than regulars, because they combine. I'm not sure how one becomes a Vizard... but I have a couple theories." He takes a breath. "Anyways, Vizards... gain control of their hollow powers somehow. I'm not sure. That's why I want to 'help' (he pauses before and after that word, quoting it in the air with his hands) you. Perhaps the hollow can tell me what I want to know."

"Somehow? Like perhaps a battle? Or a deal? Or..." I stop. A deal? Was this his deal? Did Ichigo have to become his hollow's sex slave?! I was horrified! Poor Ichigo! I'll help you!

"I don't know, but I would think something like that." I had to help Ichigo!

"Is there a way of separating them? Or at least a way I can talk to Ichigo without his hollow?"

He nods. "I do have a way to isolate the soul. Or rather, halt other communications..." He stands up and motions for me to follow him.

Nemu is standing outside the door. She follows after me.

"Now, there is a process in which it must be done. An incantation, in addition to actually getting the things on him, which it sounds like, he would not be enthused about." We walk through more corridors silently. We come to a room, which he unlocks.

I gasp. The room is HUGE, but filled. High ceilings, shelves upon shelves, upon shelves, filled with boxes and other containers.

"Now... Let's see... L... Where did I put that..." He wanders and turns down an isle. I follow behind him, scared out of my mind to touch anything, especially as we walk down an isle with things that look suspiciously like souls, limbs, and organs suspended in a strange viscous greenish liquid, that is emitting a small glow.

"Aha!" He rises to the self 5 away from the top, and pulls out a box. I hear things clanging around, and Nemu is staring into the glass jars. I grimace as a hand twitches. I really would love to get out of here... FAST...

"Here we are!" He hands me a bundle of chains, and a scroll.

"..." I stare at them.

"Silver, gold, and iron!" I continue to stare. "Honestly, most I explain everything simpleton? Silver for the soul, the Zanpakutou is gold, and anything is iron, whether it's possession, mind control of a person, something channeled, or a hollow! If he has more than 3 in there, I can give you more." I shake my head.

"3 should be enough. I don't think he's being possessed by anything. How do they work?" I inquire.

"You chant the chant, throw the chain, and it splits into three separate entities." He explains sounding bored. "Just a little something Urahara and I worked on."

"Thank you!" I bow to leave, but he stops me.

"Remember my half of the bargain! And... May I question the boy briefly?" I don't know why not. He is helping me immensely.

"Of course." I then leave the building.

Now... to plan. I can't just sneak up on them... Can I?

Oh ho ho! The plot thickens! I loved making Carrot-Sushi all scientisty-like. That was PHUN! We return to a cute mornging after with Hichi and Ichi next. Then Rukia comes and is all like 'wtf I killie you'. What a Beezy. FER RUL. AND... UH... The other story's update is coming soon too! Prolly half hour... hour maybes? X) whooooooo!