MIuri took a sip of lemonade and watched as Hikari yelled at Mamoru. After a week of separate training not one of them had been able to reach Shiki. So they had decided to going back to training together. That mostly left Mamoru taking turns sparing with one of the girls while Hikari yelled at him.

Hikari had the theory that when he was exhausted he would succeed. Miuri wasn't sure.

"You're turn." Benitenchio called out to Ayuma. Benitenchio had been sent flying by Mamoru's last attack.

"Come on Grimmjow."

"Whatever."

Benitenchio plopped down next to Miuri . "Let's see how long she lasts."

"Ayuma is not that bad." At that moment Ayuma was slammed back and Grimmjow went flying. "Well she's not horrible." Ayuma grumbled.

"Face it kid Ayuma is the worst fighter out of us all. I'd be surprised if she got her shiki."

"I guess." Miuri sighed. "But I believe in her."

"It is not a matter of belief." Szayel spoke up. He sat on Benitenchio's shoulder. "It is a matter of skill."

"She just needs practice."

"She was a soul reaper though. SHe should have had practice." Szayel pointed out.

"But she lost her memory."

"She still stinks." Benitenchio said as Ayuma's blade went flying in one direction and somehow her in the other. "And there she goes again."

"Miuri you might be up sooner than you expected." Benitenchio chuckled.

"Maybe." Miuri agreed.

Ayuma was grumbling something under her breath as she went to pick Grimmjow up. Right as she reached the tree he was in front of she froze. "Wa-." She was cut off as the tree behind her moved and wrapped it's branches around her, holding her in place.

"Ayuma!" Mamoru started to run towards her but before he got very far he was slammed back almost as if by an invisible wall.

"Don't go hurting the man." Two men came walking towards them. The speaker was a short slightly chubby man with short wavy brown hair. He wore a lab coat over a black t-shirt and jeans.

The second man was taller with dark skin and even darker hair that was kept short in an almost buzzed cut. He wore a black button up vest over a white silk looking shirt. He wore the black pants of a suit. "We don't want to fight all of them at once, if they get her free we will have to." His voice sounded high class to Miuri.

"We could just capture them as well." He held out his hand and the blanket Miuri was sitting on sprang to life and wrapped around her. SHe struggled to escape but it only tightened around her as if it had a mind of its own. "Two down."

"Two to go."

"You're forgetting one!" Hikari shot towards the two men grinning.

The taller man's eyes turned cold and he held up his hand and Hikari froze in midair. "You die now reaper."

"NO!" Mamoru shot towards the man but he too was frozen in place as the man raised his other hand.

"Really still so reckless." The tall man shook his head. "Zido take care of the last one."

"That will be difficult seeing as she is avoiding anything that can wrap around her."

"Who are you?" Benitenchio growled.

"My name is Tamoshi and this is Zido." The tall man said calmly. "And your name was Benitenchio correct?"

"How did you?" Benitenchio watched him cautiously.

"Hey Tam are you sure that this fourth one is one of us?" Zido asked.

"That is what Yoshida believes."

"I don't believe it." Zido grumbled.

"Well it doesn't matter if you do." Tamoshi sighed. "We will take her with us and if the boss says she's not one of us then we will bill her."

"NO!" Miuri jumped as Ayuma streaked past her and sliced out at Tamoshi. He dropped both his hands as he jumped away allowing Hikari and Mamoru to drop to the group.

As she slowed Miuri realized that Ayuma was bleeding. There was a long cut down her arm and side, blood dripping.

"You cut yourself in your escape." Tamoshi smiled. "You are smart but that wasn't needed. You have nothing to tear Ayuma."

"I won't let you hurt my friends." Ayuma shot at him but was held off as he raised his hand again. She dropped a moment later as Benitenchio shot at Tamoshi and he jumped back to avoid her attack.

Mamoru ran over to Miuri and sliced away the blanket. "You okay Miuri?"

"I'm fine." She stumbled away from the shredded blanket and picked up Ulquiorra. He shifted into his blade form.

"I think we are outmatched." Zido smirked. "I told you we should have brought one of the others."

"I didn't expect the other one."

"Don't think you can escape." Ayuma was glaring at them.

"We will, but we will also be back for you three." Tamoshi looked at Miuri. "Four." With that he held up his hands and a strange pressure sent all of them flying away. By the time Miuri was standing again the two men were gone.

Hikari was at Ayuma's side using healing kido on Ayuma's wounds. "Ayuma!" Miuri rushed over to Ayuma's side.

"I'll be fine." Ayuma was smiling. "It's my own fault."

"Not bad." Benitenchio slapped Ayuma in the back. "You might just be improving."

"Thanks Chio."

"Are you okay?" Mamoru lightly rested his hand on Miuri's shoulder.

"I'll be fine."

"Whoever those people were I don't think this is over." Mamoru looked at the area they had run off in. "And I don't think we defeated our enemy a year ago."

"You think that was them?" Ayuma's wounds were gone and Grimmjow stood in front of her now.

"Of course it was." Grimmjow was grinning. "And now we have someone to fight!"

"You're too eager." Ayuma sighed.

"Come on." Mamoru helped Ayuma up. "Let's have Captain Unohana take a look at those."

"I'm fine." Ayuma sighed.

"I'll get Miuri home." Benitenchio slapped MIuri on the back. "Come on."

"Okay." Miuri glanced towards Ayuma as they walked away. "Do you think she'll be okay?"

"I'm sure she will." Benitenchio was smiling. "And Grimmjow is right, now we have a purpose. Someone to fight."