The Adventure of Chappy Rukia!
Disclaimer: I can honestly proclaim that Tite Kubo owns Bleach and will continue to do so for eternity!
The Good, The Bad, and The Chappy
Ones deeds will always catch up with them. Whether they left a lover for another, stole valuables to get through a troubling time, or ate my sandwich that was clearly labeled in the workroom fridge—I will find you, you sandwich stealing bastard!—Ahum, uh, well let's just say that everyone will get the comeuppance.
I will find you sandwich thief and when I do…I will feed you to Shirayuki as a plaything!
Everyone else – Please enjoy this chapter.
-Outside the Kuchiki Manor-
"You kids have a fun time," Shirayuki waved from the front door of the manor.
At the bottom of the steps stood Rukia, still as beautiful as before, and Ichigo, covered almost completely in mud and dirk. His vibrant orange hair was now messy and tussled, his red tie damp and askew, and his white undershirt had turn a dark tinge of brown in numerous spots. He glared up at the maid as she smiled evilly down at him.
"And be sure to be Lady Rukia home before midnight. Or I'll find you," Shirayuki said in an obviously pleased tone.
"Whatever," Ichigo answered, earning a jab from his date. "I mean, yes, ma'am."
With one last maleficent smirk, the faithful maid turned and shut the door to the manor, leaving the pair slightly disheartened.
"She planned this," Ichigo insisted, trying to wipe off some of the mud.
"How could she possible plan this?" Rukia interjected. Ichigo turned back at her and glared. With a sigh, Rukia finished, "She probably never accounted for the mud puddle at least."
"I wouldn't put it past her," the orange haired man groaned as he, in futility, to wipe away the muck from his hair.
He frowned and Rukia felt a twinge of confliction. Even if this had been a plot by Shirayuki, it still made her feel a mix of happiness and guilt because she had stunned him with her looks. Although she never figured he'd be so shocked he'd faint, it was still a compliment…kinda.
…So remember kids, if you think your date may be too pretty, just pass out...like a boss…
After a moment, Rukia said, "There might be a change of clothes in the manor. We could—".
"I don't have time to change," he sadly informed her, "Our reservation is in thirty minutes, dammit. Let's just go and I'll come up with something."
Ichigo turned and headed back toward his car. Rukia followed but called out, "We can always reschedule, you know. I can use my connections with my brother's company to—".
"There isn't much sense of me taking you out if I don't arrange it myself. Besides, the reservations alone cost me a couple hundred and before you say anything," he said as she opened her mouth to protest, "I'm not letting you reimburse me. I'm not penniless and I won't let something like a muddy suit ruin our date. I'll make sure we both have a great time."
Rukia huffed at his stubbornness but smiled. He turned back to her and she smirked happily at him. "Very well, I'm expecting to be treated as a proper date. Door openings, chair pushing and all that."
"You really are a demanding date, you know that?" Ichigo half-heartedly commented as they reached the vehicle. "But seeing that we're not going to waste the opportunity," he pulled open her door gave a pretentious bow, "Your coach, My Lady."
Rukia raised an eyebrow at his beat up old car and replied, "Not much of a coach."
"Just shut up and get in."
He reached his hand out to help her and she stared at it for a moment. The superheroine smirked and took his hand. She climbed in the passenger seat and didn't have time to get comfortable before a shifting in the back seat got her attention.
"I'd better get out then," a gruff voice came from the back seat.
Rukia's instincts kicked in and she leapt out of the car. Ichigo quickly moved out of the way and let her land gracefully next to him. She winced because the sudden movement sent a jolt of pain through her spine. Taking not of this, the anti-hero stepped in front of her and pulled the back seat door open.
Ichigo's mouth fell open when his Uncle Zangetsu waved at him as the door opened.
"Greeting, Ichigo. And Miss Rukia as well," the older man said, stepping out of the vehicle.
Zangetsu leaned back and stretched, his back popping. While Ichigo remained dumbstruck, Rukia was still on her guard and had already summoned her white blade to her side. As she readied herself for battle, the strange uncle looked to her, took off his sunglasses and bowed deeply.
"I do believe this is our first time meeting in person," Zangetsu said to her, rising from his bow and smiling warmly. "I am Zangetsu Kurosaki, and I believe you've already met my nephew."
Stunned, Rukia lowered her blade and blinked a few times, unable to find words. She stared at the man claiming to be her date's uncle and was shocked. His long wavy brown hair gave him a kind of hippie look but it clashed with the black sunglasses and long dark coat that hung down to his ankles.
She was just about to introduce herself when Ichigo interrupted, "What the hell are you doing in my car, Uncle?!"
"Tagging along—".
"Why?!"
"Because you can't live without me to support you—".
"I already have to live with you. Isn't that bad enough?!"
"Is that my suit you've ruined? I expect reimbursement for dry cleaning."
"I didn't even notice you when I came to pick Rukia up!"
"It's not my fault you failed to notice the tall, dark figure seated behind you during your long drive. But then again you were so transfixed on your date that you almost hit the three cats, while plowing through a stop sign. Oh, and you also ran a red light and destroyed a fruit cart."
…Wow, that is an epic fail. All that destruction and he didn't hit a single pedestrian. Not even an old lady, and those are worthy like 50,000 points each. I'm sorry Ichigo…but I award you no points, and may God be with you while you're driving because no one else will!…
"Never mind all that!" Ichigo shouted, "Why are you here in the first place?!"
"I didn't want to miss my dear nephew's first real date. Without me here, you'd probably just screw it up," Zangetsu replied before looking over his muddy clothes, "And judging by your ruined attire, all I have to say is: 'I was right'."
Before Ichigo could blurt out a retort, the strange uncle turned his attention to his nephew's date. "And may I say that you are looking lovely this evening, Miss Rukia."
Hearing this, Rukia finally allowed her blade to disappear and smiled in return. "Thank you, Mr. Kurosaki. I'm glad that someone was able to compliment me without losing consciousness."
"Hey, it wouldn't have happened if someone's maid hadn't been so devious!" Ichigo countered, only to be struck on the back of the head by his uncle.
"Don't yell at the pretty young lady. She is your only hope after all," Zangetsu pointed out, making Rukia look at them suspiciously.
"Only hope for what exactly?" she said carefully, eyeing them both.
"Se—".
Ichigo quickly slapped his hand over his uncle's mouth and motioned to the manor. A look of panic spread over both of the Kurosaki's faces as they thought they saw a white shadow in the window on the ground floor. Very quickly, Zangetsu pulled his nephew's hand away, turned to Rukia and nervously smiled.
"My nephew gets very few dates. At this rate, you're his only hope for ever having a meaningful relationship with the opposite sex. Please don't abandon him due to his crass ways. There's good in him…somewhere."
…He was good enough not to let you be unmanned by your ex, so yeah, it's gotta be there somewhere…
Rukia nodded and smiled in understanding. "I see. I wish I had known that sooner," she said while grinning at her date, causing him to turn away and scoff. "Oh, excuse me for not introducing myself sooner." She reached her hand out and said, "Rukia Kuchiki, a pleasure."
Zangetsu pushed past his fuming nephew and kneeled, kissing her hand. "The pleasure is all mine, Miss Rukia. And please, call me Uncle Kickass."
"Please never do that," Ichigo begged.
Rukia took this moment to grin at him and reply, "But he insisted."
"That's because he's crazy."
"I'm not crazy," Zangetsu defended.
"Shut up, Uncle!" Ichigo suddenly moved next to them and pushing his uncle back. Rukia gave him a glare but he ignored it and insisted, "Anyway, you're holding us up. We really have to go. Later, Uncle."
"Ichigo." The pair turned to see Zangetsu standing by the trunk. He opened the trunk and pulled out a suit that was wrapped in plastic. "I cannot allow you to go to such an expensive restaurant without good attire. To that extent, I decided to bring multiple suits for you to wear."
Although a bit relieved, Ichigo couldn't help but ask, "Why would I need more than two or three? How many do you have in there?"
"Forty-five."
"Why do you have forty-five suits in the trunk of our car?!"
"Dates can be very vicious things."
…Please keep in mind that the only person we've seen him date is Shirayuki…Yeah, that notion seems to make a lot more sense now, doesn't it?...
"Now quickly," Zangetsu hit a button on the underside of the trunk and a moment later, a huge curtain rod shot out of the base of the car and made a curtain barrier that separated him and Ichigo from Rukia. "Change, you fool! Change!"
On the other side of the curtain, Rukia could only raise an eyebrow as the sounds of Zangetsu practically ripping off Ichigo's clothes. All the while, Ichigo protested and groaned as his uncle furiously changed him.
"What do you think you're—Ahhhhh!" a sudden blast of water was heard, "Dammit, Zangetsu! That's freaking cold! Why would you do this?!"
"Because I love you."
The sound of a blow dryer echoed next and Ichigo nearly screamed as a shadowy figured behind the curtain encircled him and began grabbing at all sides. Ichigo's outline twisted and contorted, the sound of zippers and buttons begin fastened ringing out.
All the noises began to make Rukia feel a bit flushed and her curiosity began to take over.
Slowly, she reached her hand toward the curtain but was surprised when the curtain barrier suddenly folded back into the car. In front of her stood a newly dressed Ichigo, complete with a new black coat, red tie, and slicked-back orange hair. And not only that, he appeared to…almost be…sparkling!
As Rukia looked him over from top to bottom, only a single word fell out of her mouth:
"Hot…"
At the same time, Ichigo was just getting used to the new clothes that his uncle had practically warped onto his body when he saw his date practically drooling over him. He heard her say something thing but couldn't make it out but her eyes fixated on him were more than enough. A clever smirk stretched over his lips.
"You gonna drool all night or are we going to get some food?" he chided, relishing her shock as she realized her fixation. Rukia shook her head and glared at him.
"If my date didn't have to take so much time, then we wouldn't be in this situation."
"Well, maybe your date wouldn't have had a situation if you hadn't of let your maid use her mind games on me!"
"Mind games?! Is that what you call being overwhelmed by my beauty and fainting at the mere sight of me?!"
Suddenly, the car's engine roared to life and both of them looked to see Uncle Zangetsu getting out of the car, his face stern. With one swift motion, he replaced his sunglasses and stepped aside.
"Get in the damn car and have a nice date. Now!"
The pair reared back at his aggressive attitude and looked to each other. After exchanging a quick nod, they practically ran for the vehicle. Although pressed for time, Ichigo managed to open Rukia's door and shut it after she had slipped inside. Running around to the other side, he was just about to get into the car when his uncle's hand rested on his shoulder.
Ichigo turn to his uncle and saw the older man smiling down at his nephew. Zangetsu grasped Ichigo hand tightly and pulled him into a hug. Although a bit shocked, the orange haired young man managed to smile and return the embrace. After patting him on the back, Uncle Kickass pulled away from his nephew and withdrew his hand.
At that moment, Ichigo felt something square shaped in his hand. He opened his palm to see a strawberry flavored condom resting at the base of his hand. He glared up at his Uncle who only smiled and said:
"Plant the seed."
A moment later, a sickening crack sounded as Ichigo's fist rammed into his uncle's jaw.
Meanwhile…
When Rukia had sat down in the car, she felt something odd poke her bottom. She lifted up but found nothing on the seat. She began to run her hand along the bottom of her dress and found something odd. On the inside of the dress, near her rear, was a small pocket. Reaching inside, she pulled out a small electronic device with a glass case enclosing a bright red button.
Attached to the device was a small note. Rukia unfolded the note and began to read:
Lady Rukia,
As I promised, I will support you in all your endeavors…even the ones I find to be eye gouging. To that extend, I will not follow you on your date this evening. And that takes quite a great deal of restraint. Instead, I want you to know that I will always be with you, wherever you may be. And if you ever find yourself in need of me, please press this button. It will signal to me and I shall find you.
Oh, and tell the man who knows love that if I find so much as a smudge of make-up askew on your face that I will be forced to unman him and his uncle. That is all. Good luck on your date!
Your faithful servant — Shirayuki
Rukia raised an eyebrow at the message but almost immediately heard the sound of Ichigo punching his uncle in the face. Looking back at the button, the superheroine considered her maid's message carefully before shrugging and slipping the device back into the pocket inside her dress.
"Better safe than sorry," she whispered to herself.
A moment later, Ichigo climbed into the car and shut the door, tossing something into the back seat. Rukia didn't happen to catch what it was but she was sure there was a strawberry on it. However, she merely shrugged and figured it was candy wrapper or something.
"Ready for this?" she asked with a devious smirk.
Ichigo turned and gave her a grin of his own before shifting gears and saying, "It's gonna be one hell of a night!"
He pressed on the gas and they sped off toward their destination. Unbeknownst to the two of them, a jet phone sat unattended in the back seat of the car.
-The Royal Palace Restaurant-
Luckily it took only fifteen minutes to get there, by not obeying the speed limit, and they managed to make it through the door and into the elevator just in time. As they arrived at the top floor, a waiter approached them and Ichigo gave them his reservation information. The couple was led to one of the window tables that overlooked the city.
"Nice view," Rukia comment as Ichigo generously pushed in her seat.
Ichigo scoffed and replied, "For all the money I paid, it better be worth it."
"Is my company not enough for you, Ichigo?" the raven haired woman retorted, flashing him a smirk.
"If you weren't so expensive, yeah!" he chided as he took his seat opposite her.
They both chuckled and picked up their menus. Rukia looked over the prices and shuddered. How could Ichigo afford such an expensive meal? Sure, to her it was chump change but to him it was practically paying for college twice! Just as she was about to suggest the cheapest dish, which was over 10 million yen, the waiter approached.
"G-Good evening! I am Hanataro. I'll be your waiter this evening." The nervous waiter bowed before lifting up to take their orders. "C-Can I start you off with s-something to drink tonight?"
Before Rukia could answer, Ichigo chimed in with, "A bottle of your best red wine."
Rukia's eyes widened as she discretely rechecked the menu. The bottle he'd just ordered cost more than 100 Million yen! She glared at him but he only smirked at her as the nervous waiter stared at him in disbelief.
"U-Um, are you s-sure, sir? It's quite expensive—".
"Not a problem," Ichigo insisted, reaching into his pocket. He pulled out a golden credit card and handed it to Hanataro. "Start a running tab and put everything on this card."
"Oh, o-okay!" Hanataro said, rushing off to run the card.
Ichigo chuckled to himself before his shin felt a sharp pain. Gritting his teeth, he didn't have to say anything for the answer to come to him. Rukia was glaring at him from across their small table, her eyes burning with anger.
"Tell me, Ichigo. How do you intend to finish college when our one date put you in more debt than four years at the University?" Her voice was harsh and cold, but underneath all that, he could feel concern as well.
If only for that, he smiled and replied, "Relax. That card I just gave him wasn't mine."
"Well, whose was it then?" the superheroine demanded, her voice nearly at a growl.
"My Uncle's."
…Good man, I'm proud of you. I knew this day would come. Ichigo, you have become "The Dick"…
Immediately, Rukia scoffed and turned her head away. "I can't believe that you would make your uncle pay for our date," she seethed, "Have you no heart?"
She turned back to see him scowling fiercely at her. That look took her by surprise. Normally when she berated him for being like this, he'd get all depressed and reason with her about how it's okay to do such a horrible thing. However, this time he was looking at her as if she had done a horrible thing…it felt awkward.
Taking a deep breath, Ichigo said, "I saved up money my entire life and eventually I had enough to put myself through college twice. However, since moving in with my uncle I have had to completely replace our entire kitchen…five times! All due to his attempt at cooking!"
Rukia's eyes nearly bulged as she heard this. Replacing a kitchen could be very costly especially if you had to redo the entire thing! And Ichigo had done this five times! The cost for that would pay for five trips to this restaurant. A small part of her actually felt bad for Ichigo…
"Not to mention that I had to order fire extinguishers and pay for damages that only he caused," Ichigo continued, "He promised to pay me back in full. So, in actuality, I'm getting my money back from him in this one night. So yeah, I'm perfectly fine with using his card."
Despite her lingering feelings about the situation, Rukia only sighed and said, "As a Defender of Justice, all I can say is that you should at least inform your Uncle that you used it."
"I left a note."
"Oh, well all right then."
And with that, the two of them began looking over their menus for something delicious to eat. However, at the same time, the elevator door opened and new customers arrived.
A Little While Earlier…
-Outside the Kuchiki Manor-
"They grow up so fast," Zangetsu said as he pulled himself up off the ground and stared at the cloud of dust left in the wake of Ichigo's made rush leave. "Now that I have sent him on his way, I know that Ichigo will be just fine. Rukia will take care of him now. He no longer needs my guidance…at least he better no longer need my guidance."
As the strange uncle dusted himself off he looked around to see that he had made a fatal miscalculation. He was miles away from town, with no car. Reaching into his pockets, he found them empty. He searched his entire coat and even combed through his hair to find anything of use but found nothing.
Snapping his fingers, Zangetsu remember, "No phone…and forgot my wallet."
With a heavy sigh, he turned and faced the Kuchiki Manor directly behind him. Storm clouds began to pass overhead and it appeared that it would begin raining at any moment. The dark clouds blotted out the sun and made the manor appear as if it was darkening. To Zangetsu, it was the very picture of death itself. At the same time, the small car parked outside the gate that belong to his ex was rather appealing as well.
Shrugging to himself, the strange uncle began walking toward the door and said, "I've led a good life—".
…Don't do it, man! We need you to create random kitchen fires for our amusement…and you're kinda popular in my fanbase, so please don't be so stupid!...
"—but now it may be my time to atone."
…Well, can't you atone somewhere less castration filled!...
Gathering all the his courage, Zangetsu marched up to the door of the manor just as the rain began to pour down. Standing under the ledge and barely out of the rain, his large hand was raised up and he knocked hard on the door. Although he appeared calm and collected, on the inside, he was still calm and collected…odd.
As the door opened, he looked down to see Shirayuki at the door. For a moment she didn't know who was there, that is until she looked up and stared up at him. Her eyes widened and Zangetsu couldn't help but smile at how adorable she was when she was surprise.
Instantly, Shirayuki gritted her teeth and seethed, "You!"
"Me?"
"Yes! You!"
"I feel like we've been here before? I have we been here before?"
Shirayuki reached into her sleeve but suddenly stopped. Her eyes showed confliction and Zangetsu was completely taken aback when she pulled her hand out, no weapon gripped in her fingers. Her breaths were labored and she obviously was forcing herself not to attack, another surprising event. Just before he was about to comment on her behavior, she beat him to the punch.
"Out of respect for Lady Rukia, and her…date, I will let you go this one time. However, if I ever see you again…I will kill you, slowly and painfully! Be gone, man creature!"
The door was slammed firmly in his face and the force of it nearly knocked him back. For a moment, he considered her words carefully. However, Zangetsu looked back at the rain, then the door, the rain, and finally the door again. Once again, he lifted his hand and knocked loudly.
The door swung open instantly.
"Did you not hear my—!" Shirayuki began to shout before Zangetsu lifted his hand in a gesture of silence. Amazing, the faithful servant fell quiet and he took that opportunity to speak…very quickly.
"My nephew took my car along with my phone and I forgot my wallet at home and as you can see it's raining really hard plus the weather man predicted golf ball sized hail and it's really very cold out here so can I have a ride home?"
Nothing but the pitter patter of the rain followed his quick request. For nearly an entire minute, Shirayuki and Zangetsu stared at each other with blank faces. With a completely stoic face, the faithful maid reached into her sleeve, pulled out a kunai and quickly jabbed it in and out his abdomen.
Zangetsu let out a small grunt as Shirayuki screamed, "NO!" and slammed the door directly in his face.
…I warned him this would happen but did he listen?...No, because no one can hear me…That's depressing…
Zangetsu pressed his wound tightly to stop the bleeding, even if the wound was very light. He knocked again and this time drifted open slowly. He peaked his head in and saw Shirayuki heading for the kitchen, muttering to herself. He followed and saw her going for a large button that read:
RELEASE THE HOUNDS
"I can't believe he would ask me such a thing," Shirayuki grumbled, as she prepared to hit the button. "I'll show him the meaning of pain—God, I wish he'd penetrate me the same way I did to him!" Her hand flew to her mouth and she gritted her teeth. "I won't let this happen again!"
"It's already happening again."
Shirayuki spun around and threw three kunai at the invader but he simply dodged to the side. The faithful maid held two kunai in her hand and prepared for battle when Zangetsu held up the hand that wasn't holding his wound. To his surprise, she actually stopped and let him speak.
"I'm not here to fight you, or cause you anymore grief. I just want a ride home because it's cold and too far to walk," Zangetsu insisted.
However, Shirayuki only scoffed and replied, "And what makes you think I would acquiesce to your request?"
"You slammed the door in my face three time and stabbed me in the stomach. Giving me ride home would be better than calling the police for attempted murder, at least I think so."
"I want you ride me all the way home," Shirayuki blurted out before slapping a hand over her mouth and screaming furiously. "This only happens when you are around! Why can't you just leave me be?! Haven't you done enough to ruin my life?!"
"And I'll be out of your life faster if you just give me a ride home," Zangetsu shouted back, a sad look in his eyes.
Shirayuki saw his gaze and held it for a few moments. She saw pain in his eyes, not for himself but…for her. She remembered that look. It was the same one he'd had when she first began her Freudian Slips…when he promised to help her. A voice inside told her not to trust that look, it had fooled her before.
However, seeing him now, aged and concerned only for the well being of his nephew, doubt began to creep into her mind. A part of her had questioned why she helped Rukia look so fantastic for her date. Was it truly to get back at the man who knows love…or was it because she actually trusted Ichigo to take care of Rukia on their date?
And if she trusted that man creature, could she trust the man creature that was his uncle?
Her emotions swirled in her mind and she didn't know what to make of any of them. She gripped her kunai tightly and took deep breaths. Then, very slowly, she slipped her weapons back into her kimono and reached for her coat, which hung on the nearby coat hanger. As she slipped it on, she walked past him and said, "If Lady Rukia is willing to trust your kind—".
"You mean 'men'?"
"—Yes. Anyway, if she can trust you're nephew, then I will honor her desire and get her date's uncle home safely." She swiftly walked pasted him and just as he was about to thank her she whirled around and proclaimed, "But do not misunderstand. I do this because of my faith in Lady Rukia and nothing more."
"As long as that faith gets me home, I can deal with that."
With a rolling of her eyes, Shirayuki turned on a heel and headed for the door and the car that waited outside. Zangetsu picked himself up and slowly walked toward the door just in time for Shirayuki to turn around see him clutching his abdomen.
Noticing her stare, he asked, "What now?"
"I'm not apologizing," was all she uttered before she rushed out to the car.
Surprisingly, Zangetsu let out a laugh as he swiftly followed her out to the vehicle.
-Urahara Apartment Complex-
The long drive back to the Urahara Apartments was cold and silent. Shirayuki had demanded that they didn't speak while drive, to avoid Freudian Slips and possible shouting that would distract her driving. Zangetsu agreed and simply stared out the window as they made their way back to his home.
After entering his address in her GPS, she followed the directions and made her way to his home. A part of Shirayuki said that this was a great opportunity, because now she knew where both of those hated men lived. However, it almost seemed like she was trying to convince herself that it was the reason she agreed to help in the first place.
Either way, she felt conflicted and frustrated.
As she pulled up to his building, she glanced over at him to see him still clutching his wound. At that moment, she felt a twinge of something. However, it was a feeling she didn't believe existed for her anymore. Pushing that feeling away, she parked the car and pointed to the building.
"Get out."
Zangetsu nodded and reached for the handle but stopped. He pursed his lips and exhaled heavily before turning to her and asking, "I know this may not be the right time but...would you like to go for some pizza and sex?"
Shirayuki's eyes widened and she shouted, "How dare you offer me such a distasteful thing?!"
"What? You don't like pizza?"
"NO! But I do love sex—Argh! GET OUT!"
"Thank you for the ride home!" Zangetsu shouted as he rushed out of the car and headed up the stairs to his apartment. Shirayuki watched him go and sighed heavily as he left her sight.
"What am I doing?" she questioned herself, "I am supposed to be the destroyer of men, conqueror of the neither region. What am I doing assisting the man creature?"
She pressed her hands together and prayed, "Oh God of the Misandrists, hear my prayer. Give me a sign. Tell me if I am destined to hate this man or leave him be."
Suddenly, a bright flash appeared in the sky and Shirayuki looked up to see a spotlight pointed at the clouds. Up high in the clouds was the image of a bloodied pair of hedge clippers and a man clutching his crotch.
…Women, if you see this symbol, go about your business…Men, if you see this symbol, the time has come…to fucking run!...
At once, Shirayuki's eyes widened and she shouted, "Lady Rukia! She had signaled for me using the Misandrist Signal! She must be in danger!"
Just then, a voice from up above called down to her. "Shirayuki!"
The faithful maid looked up to see Zangetsu shouting down at her from his apartment window. Stepping out of the car and into the rain, Shirayuki shouted back, "Can you not see that I am busy?! I have been summoned by My Lady!"
She pointed up at her signal and Zangetsu took one look at it before shouting back, "Subtle as a freight train, as always! But that's not the issue! The kids are in trouble! Get up here and see the news!"
Hearing that, Shirayuki's breath caught in her throat and all her immediate fears were cast aside. Although perplexed, the faithful maid quickly ascended the stairs and Zangetsu opened the door to his apartment for her. Once inside, Shirayuki's eye immediately went to the TV. The headline of the special news report said:
The Royal Palace Restaurant Robbery! Hostages Taken!
...You know that sign that Shirayuki was looking for…I found it!...
To Be Continued…
Trouble's brewing! But yeah, this is a bit longer of a chapter because I really wanted to get this far but had so many jokes to use! This chapter ended up being a bit longer than most but I don't think anyone will mind...I hope! Anyway, I added in a lot so I hope that you all really enjoy this chapter!
Oh and because some of you asked, I will now post some of the Chapter Title Suggestions that you all gave me. I won't spoil the ones that I actually will use, so instead I will post the ones I won't be able to use. No offense to anyone that submitted a title, but some just won't work for what I have planned.
And because they requested it, the one who gave me the most suggestions was – Pokekid84
And now for the list of the runner ups:
Fun with masks and handcuffs
More fun with masks and handcuffs
Twin Peaks
Hot Sister Action
Chappy: Year One
Chappy: Hormones at War
Wild E. Coyote
PUT SOME DAMN CLOTHES ON!
Sorry that I can't use these but I loved every suggestion that I got. And who knows? Maybe the ones not listed will end up in this story sooner or later! Keep an eye out for them and thanks for the suggestions!
Please leave a review to tell me how I'm doing and enjoy the rest of the story! New chapters of "Long Way Home" are on the way so look forward to them as well! Have a great day my beautiful readers!