I've come back to make you read my crack! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

(Cough) So…anyway…last chapter there were a few hints of this pairing (like one) so I decided that I'd get it done, even though I have pairings from like the second chapter I haven't done. These are the pairings that have shown up in other stories that I haven't done:

Kisuke and Yoruichi

Renji and Isane

Byakuya and Unohana

Kisuke and Unohana

Yoruichi and Ishida

The rest that I need to go back and read to find.

This Byakuya and Yachiru (hence Kenpachi was chasing Byakuya around last chapter). As I haven't written it yet, I have no idea what's going to happen.

1. Yachiru went from being a cute, bratty kid to being a beautiful (but short) woman who had no qualms telling people what was on her mind.

2. So Byakuya found the only good way to shut her up was to kiss her.

3. This, of course, was not a strategy that kept you on Kenpachi's good side.

4. So Byakuya ended up being chased all over the Seireitei (and some of the Rukongai) by Kenpachi just for kissing Yachiru.

5. But it was all good, because Byakuya ended up marrying Yachiru.

6. And then their eldest son Atsushi had pink hair.

7. "Why's his hair pink?" Ikkaku asked when he finally noticed (about two years later) that Atsushi had pink hair.

"Because I have pink hair, Pachinko head," Yachiru replied, putting the squirming Atsushi on the ground, "Haven't you ever heard of genetics?"

8. Right about then, Atsushi crawled up Ikkaku and started chewing on his head.

9. "Goddammit!" Ikkaku yelped, "Not another one!"

10. Yachiru (and Kenpachi, though he'd never admit it) thought that it was adorable.

11. Byakuya was just glad Atsushi didn't do that to him.

12. Renji just sort of avoids Atsushi at all costs.

13. Especially as Atsushi is the same age as Hitsugaya Amaya.

14. So it's Crazy and the Genius.

15. Atsushi comes up with the ideas and some idiotic plan that will never work (though it does sound like it can), and then Amaya tells him there's no way in hell that he would get away with it and changes the plan so that is does work and that he gets away with it.

16. And she always shows up at the very end to do the bit that he forgot to do so that they don't get into trouble.

17. And yes, she was always reading during this.

18. "This isn't good," Byakuya commented as he watched Amaya and Atsushi (who was chattering away at Amaya, who was reading) walk by.

Yachiru glanced at them and then went back to what she was doing. "Do you think our next child will have pink hair, too?" she asked.

"It's certainly possible," Byakuya commented, "What do you think?"

"That we'll find out in nine months or so," Yachiru commented.

19. Na'omi did not have pink hair.

20. "I've got pink hair and I'm a boy, but my sister gets to be a brunette!" Atsushi vented, "What is going on here!?"

"Don't worry," Amaya said, "You haven't been mistaken for the opposite sex yet. And your hair is getting darker."

"It is? Really!?" Atsushi asked, looking at his hair (or trying to).

21. This shut him up for a good twenty minutes or so.

22. Not like Amaya really noticed. One of her best skills is ignoring people (ask Rangiku or Yoruichi).

23. "I have a new brother," Atsushi told Amaya, "His name is Sadao."

"Something tells me his hair isn't pink," Amaya commented.

"It's just not fair! Why am I the only one with pink hair?" Atsushi asked.

"Genetics hates you," Amaya replied.

24. Na'omi likes dolls. She's always carrying one.

25. Yumichika thinks she's amazingly cute. So he took her under his wing.

26. Sadao is the same age and Katashi and Yoshino.

27. Na'omi became a drama queen (much like Yumichika), and Sadao is the perfect annoying little brother.

28. Atsushi mainly hangs out with Amaya. And complains that he has pink hair.

29. Though his hair really is darkening.

30. In fact, by the time he hit the Shinigami academy, most of it had gone black, and he was left with a few hot pink streaks through it.

31. So he and Amaya go really well together (especially as they switched uniforms)

32. Atsushi has died his uniform pink and black.

33. "What do you think?" Atsushi asks Amaya when he shows it off to her.

"I think the teachers might just start hating you more than me," Amaya replies diffidently.

"So…how many times did you correct ole Pimple Nose in class today?" Atsushi asks. Amaya just looks at him. "That many times, huh?"

"It's not my fault he's a moron," Amaya retorts as she goes back to her book.

34. And yes, Atsushi is the most like Yachiru. The only people he calls by their real names is Amaya and Suìfēng (because they're both scary and trained in the ancient art of frying pan).

35. Na'omi and Sadao can both be considered normal.

36. And they pretty much are – Na'omi is very concerned with her appearance (mainly thanks to Yumichika; we all know Yachiru isn't going to end up girly) and Sadao likes bringing home frogs (and trying to give them to Na'omi, who just sort of shrieks and runs away).

37. Sadao was taken under Ikkaku's wing.

38. Which means that the two of them argue over which one of their protégés is better.

39. Which usually ends up in Sadao picking his nose and watching them while Na'omi brushes her hair and ignores everyone in her general vicinity.

40. And this occasionally this results in Atsushi walking up and stealing Na'omi's hairbrush and dropping it in his brother's lap.

41. He then goes and joins Amaya (who's sitting on a rooftop within watching distance) to enjoy his work.

42. Halfway through the argument, Amaya will ALWAYS kick Atsushi off the roof.

43. She will then sit there and enjoy the fruits of her labor.

44. And where, during all of this, are Byakuya and Yachiru? Too busy making out, of course.

45. "Do you ever think Atsushi will stop acting like a moron and kiss Amaya?" Ikkaku asks Yumichika as they ask the siblings bicker.

"I think he's too afraid of Suìfēng and her frying pan," Yumichika replies, "Besides, I think it will be Amaya kissing him – to shut him up."

"You've got a point," Ikkaku concedes.

"If only she wasn't so good at ignoring people," Yumichika laments.

And because I (likely, sort of, maybe but probably don't) love you, here's the first chapter of Super High for your perusing pleasure:

School's Such A Drag

REEBS: (standing in school corridor, looking on at bustling students) I hate high school. I don't really know what I'm doing here. I don't fit in.

(REEBS' first period. A teacher stands in front. A student walks in with a note)

TEACHER: Rebecca, you're wanted in Guidance. Take your things.

CLASS: Oooooh!!

(REEBS leaves for Guidance. She enters and sits down in a chair)

GUIDANCE COUNCILOR: (overly cheerful, smiling the whole time) Good news, Rebecca! You're being transferred to Stephan Ulysses Peter Erickson-Roberts High! Only extremely special students go there!

REEBS: (confused) Where it is it?

(Thinking) I've never heard of Stephan Ulysses Peter Erickson-Roberts High. Man, that's a really long name. What do they actually call it, Super High?

GUIDANCE COUNCILOR: (pulls out a map and points to a place in the middle of nowhere) Here!

REEBS: Uh, that's in the middle of nowhere.

GUIDANCE COUNCILOR: (reciting) Stephan Ulysses Peter Erickson-Roberts High supplies room and board for its students. (pause) And food.

REEBS: Isn't food included in room and board? And what about clothes?

GUIDANCE COUNCILOR: It will all be taken care of. Now, right outside is a bus waiting to take you to your new school…

(Outside, by a nice-looking bus)

REEBS: (thinking) Okay, I have learning disabilities, but I'm not that bad. Am I?

Why should I get on the bus, anyway? I've got…I-I've got…my family…yeah, my family…William, Henry, and Beatrice. (family picture of the Ellmans – there is a picture-perfect wealthy family with Reebs to one side, looking miserable and out of place) And my parents…who don't believe in me.

WILLIAM, JR.: Hey, look, Rebecca is drawing a picture! Perhaps we should put it on the fridge? That's where babies and imbeciles get their artwork put.

WILLIAM, SR.: How dare you call this a good report card! All C's and B's, no A's! Why can't you be like your siblings?

HENRY: (holding one of Reebs' pictures) Aww, is this important to you? Too bad! (rips the picture)

BEATRICE: You're such a loser!

JUDY: Why don't you just run away already?

REEBS: (still thinking) It's only gotten worse since…Gabrielle… (shakes her head) No, don't think about it. Just go. Where this bus is going to take me can't be any worse than home.

(Gets on bus)

(While rambling through the countryside)

Well, maybe things will be better at 'Super' High. Though why they have a high school in the middle of nowhere is beyond me. Do they expect us to kill each other?

BUS DRIVER: (upon arriving) Welcome to your new school. They've sent someone out to meet you. They always do.

(The school looks like a palace, incredibly expensive and beautiful)

REEBS: Whoa.

GUIDE: (appearing as if from the wall of the school) Rebecca Ellman?

REEBS: What?

GUIDE: If you would follow me, please?

REEBS: Uh, okay.

GUIDE: I'm going to take you to your class, where a student has been assigned to help you…

(They arrive at the front door)

(KATHERINE appears)

Oh, here she is now! Rebecca, this is, um…

KATHERINE: Katherine Kornakova.

GUIDE: Riiight. (leaving) Buh-bye now!

REEBS: Are you related to Anna Kornakova?

KATHERINE: She sucks at tennis. (as an afterthought, as if common knowledge) And our families have a blood feud.

REEBS: (taken aback) Oh. That's interesting.

(thought bubble) Okay…that's not weird at all. Nope. Not one bit.

KATHERINE: Follow me.

(As they enter the school, there is a scene of GUIDE being absorbed back into the school)

REEBS: (as they walk along corridors) Where are we going, exactly?

KATHERINE: Art.

REEBS: (thought bubble) I can handle that. I'm good at art!

And after that?

KATHERINE: Art.

REEBS: (stopping) I'm confused.

KATHERINE: (grabbing her arm and pulling her along) Don't stop here. It's dangerous.

REEBS: I'm still confused about the art thing. Don't add to the confusion.

KATHERINE: Art is the only class we go to.

REEBS: Today?

KATHERINE: Ever.

REEBS: Okay.

(thought bubble) At least my report card will look good.

(They arrive at a heavy oaken door. KATHERINE looks around suspiciously, then opens it and pulls REEBS through it quickly. There is some sort of machine in the room. It looks like a portal of some sort)

REEBS: What the - ?

KATHERINE: (cutting her off) No time. Go through!

REEBS: What?

KATHERINE: Go through! (REEBS looks at her in confusion. KATHERINE sighs and then pushes her through)

(She arrives in a huge room, filled with every sort of Art supply imaginable, and then some. KATHERINE arrives behind her, completely unfazed by the room)

REEBS: Wow…

KATHERINE: Welcome to Art.

REEBS: This place is so cool. Weird – incredibly weird – but cool.

MISS OGDEN: And who have you brought back with you, Katherine?

KATHERINE: (looking a piece of paper) This is Rebecca Ellman.

REEBS: Transfer student.

MISS OGDEN: Just about everyone is. Don't feel bad about it.

RILEY: (appearing as if out of nowhere) So, what's your power?REEBS: (completely confused) Power? What are you talking about?

RILEY: How do you not know what I'm talking about? Didn't you get transferred here?

REEBS: Well, yeah, but I don't know what you mean by 'power'…

RILEY: Ever watched Superman or Spiderman or Wonder Woman when you were a kid?

REEBS: I used to watch Batman.

KATHERINE: Batman doesn't count. He doesn't really have a power.

RILEY: Yeah, he's just a normal guy with too much time on his hands. Though he is really cute…

KATHERINE: No! No obsessing over people who don't exist! Completely forbidden!

REEBS: Um, power?

RILEY: Yeah…you know…can you fly? Or become invisible? Or become a human porcupine…

KRYSTINAH: I do believe that she is a pyrotechnic.

KATHERINE: Sweet! Fire!

RILEY: Bigger fireworks displays!

REEBS: Who are you people?

RILEY: Well, you've already met Katherine, and I'm Riley Langdon-Cotesworth, of the Langdon-Cotesworth (REEBS makes question marks) and this is Krystinah –

KRYSTINAH: Hamilton.

REEBS: That name sounds familiar…

KRYSTINAH: No, I am NOT famous. Nor do I want to be. I like privacy.

KATHERINE: Not like you get much around here.

RILEY: So what is your power?

REEBS: Y'know, I'm not sure I'm in the right place. Is this Stephen Ulysses Peter Erickson-Roberts High?

KRYSTINAH: Yes, it is.

(JONATHON arrives, at a low speed for him. Various other students display powers)

KRYSTINAH: Welcome to Super High.

END FIRST CHAPTER

And here's some more of Crazystreak…because I feel like it. And this part is better!

(Where CRAZYSTREAK and her fellows live. CRAZYSTREAK drops from a rooftop. It is well-hidden, but somewhat luxurious)

NIGHTFOX: (she is sitting, waiting for CRAZYSTREAK) You should've not been that long.

CRAZYSTREAK: What do you care?

NIGHTFOX: You are our leader. We have already lost one; we do not wish to lose another.

CRAZYSTREAK: Shade isn't dead.

NIGHTFOX: No, perhaps not; but she is gone.

CRAZYSTREAK: I know she's gone! I'm not stupid!

NIGHTFOX: You can't replace her with blood, Crazystreak.

CRAZYSTREAK: I'm going to get clean (shoves past NIGHTFOX)

(While she's on the way back to her room from getting clean)

FIREBRAND: Hey, Crazystreak! Wanna go see the sunrise?

CRAZYSTREAK: No, I need some sleep.

FIREBRAND: Are you sure? I mean, there's –

CRAZYSTREAK: No.

(CRAZYSTREAK enters her room and lies down on her bed)

SHADE: (in CRAZYSTREAK'S memory) Get up! We're going to watch the sunrise!

CRAZYSTREAK: Dammit! (jerks herself out of bed) I'm not going to sleep today. Gods damn you, Nightfox, for bringing that shit up.

(CRAZYSTREAK gets up and moves quickly through the halls of the place she calls home)

I'd like to sleep. I hate remembering. I don't need to remember. The past is simply chains that hold us down. It is better to forget.

(CRAZYSTREAK enters a training room and begins to train)

I don't need you anymore! I don't need you! I can survive by myself!

(CRAZYSTREAK trains herself into oblivion. Sometime later, NIGHTFOX enters and kneels next to CRAZYSTREAK, concern evident)

NIGHTFOX: You can't keep doing this, Crazystreak… (gently brushes a hair out of CRAZYSTREAK'S face before waking her up)

CRAZYSTREAK: What the hell are you doing? I was asleep!

NIGHTFOX: No, you were unconscious. The difference is staggering.

CRAZYSTREAK: Well, I wasn't awake. That's the important part.

NIGHTFOX: No, the important part is that you could've killed yourself.

CRAZYSTREAK: I wasn't going to kill myself. Stop treating me like I'm a child.

NIGHTFOX: Then stop being so selfish!

CRAZYSTREAK: What?

NIGHTFOX: You act like you're the only one she hurt. Well, you're not. Maybe if you'd just open up and let it out –

CRAZYSTREAK: (coldly) Go away.

NIGHTFOX: (she's begun to cry) Crazystreak…

CRAZYSTREAK: Go away.

NIGHTFOX: Please, don't –

CRAZYSTREAK: Go away. (NIGHTFOX leaves, still crying and obviously worried) I need to kill something now. Why couldn't she just let me be?

SHADE: (in CRAZYSTREAK'S memory) Leave you alone? But then you'd be lonely!

CRAZYSTREAK: (grabbing her head) ARAAAH!! Leave me alone! (Gets up and flees the training room)

(She runs outside, where the bright sun is shining. She flinches slightly when she gets outside)

CRAZYSTREAK: (in thought) I hate the sun. Why can't it rain? (She hunches over, and dips into the shadows) Something to kill, something to kill. I need something to kill. (She ducks through several alleys, searching for a victim)

MAN: (Comes out of the shadows and drops his arm about CRAZYSTREAK) How's 'bout we haves some fun?

CRAZYSTREAK: Yes, let's. (She smiles, a twisted, dark thing)

MAN: This will be fun, huh?

CRAZYSTREAK: For me, yes.

(Later, deep within the dwelling. She is nearly covered in blood and holding a bloody knife. In the foreground there is an object whose outline is barely that of a man's)

CRAZYSTREAK: Is that all you can scream? Pathetic. (Tosses the knife away)

SHADE: Even your casual throws must be perfect; otherwise you will never be great. Remember, practice makes perverted!

CRAZYSTREAK: Shut up! You're gone! You're not here! You left! WHY CAN'T I BE FREE OF YOU!? (Grabs her head) Even now, when you're gone, I can't be free of your superiority! Why can't I be free of you? Why? (Brings her hands away from her face and looks at them) Blood…this blood…I want so badly for it to be yours…