Author's Note

OMG! I can't believe how many people are already following this story. There's already the same amount of people following this as my other story, The Flower and the Flame. You guys are making me feel special.

Anywho, enjoy!

"Thank you for coming and welcome to the Order of the Phoenix." The old man states. "I'm Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It's been a while, Mr. Hirako, Mr. Urahara. Now if you and your friends would be so kind as to follow me." He walks away, leading them farther into the house.

Ichigo and Uryu exchange confused glances, not really sure if these people are mistakenly believing spiritual powers to be magic or whether they're just delusional. Before either of them can ask, Shinji elbows them both in the ribs, a clear sign to say silent. They grab their bags and follow after the elderly headmaster as he led them to a small drawing room. They put their bags off to the side of the door while Dumbledore pulled out his wand and conjured seven comfy chintz chairs.

"Sit down, sit down." He gestures to the chairs, seating himself in one while Snape and Moody did the same. "I must admit, I'm a bit surprised that the two of you have hardly aged a day in the past thirty-four years, but I suppose that's besides the point. If I may ask, who are your young friends?" he asks as the others settle themselves into the remaining chairs.

"Ichigo Kurosaki and Uryu Ishida." Urahara replies, gesturing to the two boys in turn. "Kurosaki-san is a student of mine and Ishida-san is a distant cousin of his. They're both used to working together and some of our best among the younger people." Dumbledore nods his head, looking quite pleased with the additional help.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Kurosaki, Mr. Ishida. Now to get down to business. I would like the four of you to be present at Hogwarts for this upcoming school year. The four of you would be brought in as a cultural exchange program. Mr. Kurosaki and Mr. Ishida are young enough to pass for fifth year students and thus capable of accompanying Mr. Potter and keeping an eye on him. I suppose Mr. Hirako could also pass himself as a fifth year student or you may join Mr. Urahara as a faculty member." He pauses, receiving nods of understanding from the Japanese men. "I'm not quite sure though what you could teach, Mr. Urahara. I remember you saying that the skills you use can't be learned by just anyone, so I wouldn't ask you to teach those. Of course, their combat specific nature would hardly be approved anyway, considering my current relations with the Ministry of Magic. I do hope you might have an idea for what kind of class you'd like to teach."

"Hmmm. I have a couple ideas, but I think a 'problem solving' class would be the most useful and have the easiest time getting past your Ministry." Urahara muses.

"Problem solving?" Snape derisively asks. "Just what would you do in that class?" he asks, silently worried about what the md scientist would teach after seeing his 'inner world' and meeting the 'Benihime-chan' personality within it.

"Nothing too complicated, Snape-san. I think it'd be an extra-curricular class, I'd teach on the weekends or something. As for what it teaches, well, I've noticed that you wizards are rather reliant on your wands, so I'd like to give the students a weekly challenge where magic, or at least straight-forward magic, won't allow them to complete it. The point would be to break the thought that because they have magic, it can solve all their problems." Urahara explains.

"Oooh. Count me in as a teacher. I wanna see a buncha gakis sittin' around confused on what ta do while I'm allowed ta call 'em stupid for not bein' able to figure simple stuff out." Shinji chimes in, wide grin on his face. Dumbledore frowns at his reasoning, but has to concede that with the class style Urahara has proposed it's probably better to have two teachers. He's also not sure what a 'gaki' is, but figures it's likely a semi-derogative term for students.

"Um, alright. Mr. Urahara and Mr. Hirako, you two will teach this 'problem solving' class, though it may go over better if we pick a better name for it." Dumbledore concedes. He turns to look at Ichigo and Uryu. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you two don't seem to know much about British wizarding, much like Mr. Urahara and Mr. Hirako when I first met them."

"No sir." "Nope."

"I see. Well, I'm sure Miss Granger will be happy to supply the two of you with the necessary reading materials to get you all caught up with her and the other fifth year students. It'll be a lot of work for the two of you to get it all in a month, but I'm sure she and the Weasley children will offer their assistance and advice. Mr. Potter as well when he gets here."

"We'll be sure to work on that, sir." Uryu replies while Ichigo groans at the thought of reading five years' worth of textbooks. Dumbledore chuckles along with Shinji and Urahara and Ichigo's response.

"I believe that will be all for now. If there is anything new and of importance, I'll br sure to let you know. For any further information you require, feel free to ask myself or other members of the Order as need be. Thank you again for coming to help on such short notice." Dumbledore says, rising from his chair to leave, the others following suite. He led them back out of the room and back to the entry way just in time for a short, semi-plump woman with coopery orange hair come out of another room.

"Oh! You four must be the help from Japan. I'm Molly Weasley." She exclaims, looking the four over. "All a bit thin, but nothing some feeding up won't fix. Come, come! I was just finishing up with making breakfast!" She quickly ushers the four foreign men into the kitchen, not noticing the slight looks of indignation Ichigo and Uryu were sporting. I'm not skinny, I'm lithe. The hell I'm skinny, I'm lean! Shinji just chuckled under his breath at the younger two's self-consciousness. Mrs. Weasley went back to the stove to finish the last touches of breakfast while the four set their luggage aside once more and took seats at the long wooden table which was already occupied by a thin, balding, red-haired man who wore horn-rimmed glasses and was reading a newspaper. He looks up from his newspaper upon the guests' arrival and smiles.

"Arthur Weasley, pleasure to meet you. I'm sure you've already met my wife, Molly."

"Yes, a pleasure to meet you as well." Urahara returns the greeting. "I think we'll save introductions until everyone's down here to save some time." Mr. Weasley blinks in surprise at the decision, but nods his head in understanding.

"[Kurosaki]" Uryu nudges Ichigo in the side to get his attention. "[Is it just me, or do you see the pictures in that newspaper moving too?]" he whispers to Ichigo. Ichigo stares at the paper that Mr. Weasley has gone back to reading and his eyes widen.

"[Ah… I see it too. Man that's really weird.]" he replies, shaking his head. "[I'm just glad their photographs and not Rukia's crappy drawings.]" They both shudder at the thought of the abominable bunnies and bears moving around.

"[Agreed]"

Any further musings on the horrors of moving pictures is cut short by the shuffling arrival of still drowsy teenagers. Three teenage boys with ginger hair like the already present Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, two of which look almost exactly the same, and two girls, one with ginger hair like the boys and one with bushy brown hair, take seats around the table. It takes them a moment to wake up enough to take notice of the strangers at the table.

"Oi, who're you lot?" the youngest looking of the boys asks.

"I'm Shinji Hirako, the guy with the ridiculous hat is Kisuke Urahara. We'll be teachin' a special extra class at yer school this year." The busy haired girl's eyes light up at the mention of teaching and school. "The carrot-top's Ichigo Kurosaki and the four-eyes is Uryu Ishida. They're distant cousins an' will be attendin' the school with ya as transfer students."

"Ooh! It's nice to meet you, Professor Hirako, Professor Urahara. I'm Hermione Granger. I hope you don't' mind me asking, but what will you two be teaching? Is one of you the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"

"No, no, my dear." Urahara happily replies, fan waving in front of his face. "We'll be teaching together, though I think we'll keep the subject a secret. Wouldn't want to ruin the surprise." He chuckles.

"So who are the rest of you?" Ichigo cuts in.

"These are my children." Mrs. Weasley says, bringing plates laden with breakfast foods to the table. "The twins are Fred and George, then there's Ron and Ginny." She lists off, each waving with their name. "Now dig in."

The food brings silence as everyone tucks in, small talk starting after the first few bites. Once they're done eating, Ichigo and Uryu look to their bags.

"Ano, Weasley-san," Uryu starts, "where can we put our luggage?"

"Yeah, I'm tired of hauling mine around." Ichigo seconds.

"Oh, right! I'm terribly sorry about that, dearies. They'll be staying in the room next to yours, so show them up, will you Ron. If you'll follow me, I'll show you to your rooms, Mr. Hirako, Mr. Urahara." Mrs. Weasley says, getting up from the table while Ron begrudgingly gets up to comply with his mother's request. The foreigners grab their bags and followed their designated guides to their rooms. As they were storing their things away, a ringing could be heard.

"Wazzat?" Ron asks, staring around nervously.

"Sorry." Ichigo says, fishing into his pants pocket and pulling out what looks like a cell phone. "Looks like Inoue's calling." He comments, looking at the screen as he hits the answer button. "Moshi moshi?"

"[Forgetting something, Kurosaki?]"

"Grimmjow." Ichigo growls and Ron takes a step back at the feral tone. "[How the hell did you get Inoue's denreishinki?]"

"[Ha! Do you know how easy it is to kidnap your woman when you're not around? If you want her back then you better get your ass over here for our monthly match!]" Grimmjow taunts.

"[Bastard! Did you have to freaking kidnap my girlfriend? How the hell am I supposed to get to Hueco Mundo when I'm not even in Karakura or the Soul Society?!]"Ichigo fumes, worried about Orihime's safety.

"[Ain't my problem, Strawberry, but if you want to see her again you better find a way.]"

"[How do I know you didn't just take her phone? Let me talk to her.]" Ichigo growls.

"[Keh. Fine.]" Ichigo can hear movement on the other end of the line. "[Kurosaki-kun? Can you hear me?]"

"[Inoue! Are you all right? That cat bastard hasn't tried anything right?]" Ichigo quickly questions.

"[I'm alright. Grimmjow-san just took me from my home. We're just sitting at the meeting place. I'm sorry about this.]" he can hear the forming of tears in her voice.

"[It's alright, Inoue. It's not your fault.]" he soothes her. "[I'll get there as fast as I can, okay? I'll come and get you, I promise.]"

"[Thank yo– Well ain't that sweet. Still tryin' to play knight in shining armor, Kurosaki? Just remember you gotta get your ass over here before you can try saving her.]" Grimmjow cackles before abruptly hanging up. Ichigo growls, turning for the door and Ron quickly moves out of the way, scared of his deadly aura and heavy scowl.

"[I'm going to cut that stupid cat's arm off again for this.]" Ichigo fumes as he stalks out of the room.

"What was that about?" Ron asks, a look of fear on his face.

"Well, I could only hear half the conversation, but from the sound of it, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, a… rival of Kurosaki, has kidnapped Kurosaki's girlfriend, Orihime Inoue, to get him to have their monthly battle that Kurosaki missed because he came here." Uryu calmly explains, not seeing anything too odd about this situation.

"Shouldn't you be helping him or something? I mean doesn't that Or-eh-he-may girl need saving?" Ron asks in a distressed tone.

Uryu scoffs, "Why would I help that moron? He's the one who caused his mess, so he can be the one to fix it. Besides, I'd just be pointlessly endangering myself trying to get in between those two idiots." Ron just stares at him, unable to understand how Uryu can be so calm, make a kidnapping look like it was normal. "Look, just don't worry about it. Kurosaki is completely capable of handling it and I'm sure he'll be back before dinner, possibly lunch." Ron still looks perturbed at this turn of events, but he's at least calmed down by Uryu's confidence that things will be fine. Uryu sighs, "Come on, I believe your mother mentioned something about cleaning this house."

"Uh, right." Ron uncertainly replies, following Uryu out of the room and back downstairs.

Urahara and Shinji were unpacking their things when they felt Ichigo's restrained reiatsu and killing intent spike up.

"Well somebody pissed the kid off." Shinji off-handedly comments just as the door slams open and Ichigo comes barreling through. He goes straight for Urahara and punches the shopkeeper in the face.

"[YOU BASTARD! You know that me and Grimmjow have that stupid fight once a month! You set up the deal for that yourself! So tell me why the hell we didn't take care of that before we left and he kidnapped Inoue!]" Ichigo roars, grabbing Urahara by the collar and dragging him up from where he fell to the ground. "[You better have a way to get me to Hueco Mundo, Geta-boshi,]" Ichigo growls, "[or I swear I will shove your hat down your throat and your zanpakuto up your ass.]"

Urahara gulps. His nose was throbbing, though he supposed he was lucky it wasn't broken. Ichigo would have broken his nose if he hadn't gotten that small step back. Urahara had forgotten how violent Ichigo could get when you actually got past annoying him to his true temper. It probably didn't help that Ichigo was now much more open with the hollow side of himself, leading to more violent and instinctual responses when he was particularly stressed. Note to self, try not to let Inoue-san get kidnapped again if I values my handsome face.

"[Now calm down, Kurosaki-san.]" Urahara tries, only to get a growl and small shake in response. "[If you'd be so kind as to let go of me, I happen to have the equipment in my bag to make a garganta. It'll only take a few minutes to set up and once you're done slaying the panther and rescuing the princess, you can call me on your denreishinki and I'll open the path back.]" This answer seems to mollify Ichigo since he lets go of Urahara, allowing him to fall back to the floor.

"[Good. You'll take care of my body while I'm gone, right?]" the question comes out like a command, though Urahara's not really surprised, so he nods his head as he noses around in his bag for his equipment. Satisfied, Ichigo reaches into his pocket and grips his substitute badge, releasing his soul from his body. After setting his body on one of the beds, he reaches for the black bands around his wrists only for Shinji to stop him.

"[Leave those on until you're in Hueco Mundo, ya idiot. We don't need ya crushing the folks around here with yer uncontrolled reiatsu.]" he drawls, looking Ichigo in the eye. Ichigo's eyes widen a bit before he lowers his head.

"[Right, sorry.]" Ichigo quietly concedes. He sometimes forgets that not everyone can stand up to his base levels of reiatsu.

"[Alright, we're all set to go!]" Urahara merrily exclaims. "[Hirako-san if you would just hold this and put some reiatsu into it, we'll get started. In my right hand, the stone that connects the worlds. In my left hand, the blade that binds existence. The black-haired shepherd. The chair of the noose. I strike the ibis when the clouds gather.]" Urahara intones and a rip forms in the air between the two orbs that Urahara and Shinji are holding. "[Good luck, Kurosaki-san.]" With those words, Ichigo jumps through the rift in space and it snaps closed behind him. Urahara lets out a little sigh.

"[Ya know, I was wondering on how ya planned to get Orihime-chan here when ya showed up with just those two morons.]" Shinji muses. "[Didn' think you were gonna do somethin' this elebrate to get her here. So why'd ya pick this method?]"

Urahara chuckles. "[Do you know how expensive it is to fly here from Japan? This way saves money and the hassle of Kurosaki-san being grumpy for the whole trip because guys can't keep their eyes off of Inoue-san.]"

"[But ya don't have any of her stuff here.]" Shinji points out.

"[That's cheaper to fix than plane tickets.]" Urahara cheerily responds. Shinji just shakes his head.

"[Ichigo's gonna murder ya if you keep playin' games like this with him. 'Specially when ya involve Orihime-chan.]"

As soon as his feet touch the sands of Hueco Mundo, Ichigo slips the reiatsu restraining bands off his wrists and twines them around his phone. He sets off at high speeds to where he can feel her, only slightly reassured by her calm reiatsu. He can't help the worry that settles in him whenever he comes here, whenever he goes to fight in front of her. Soon enough, he arrives to see her sitting on the ruins of an old building, Grimmjow leaning against a broken pillar not too far away. He stops and stares. Orihime is wearing sandals, short shorts, and that top. The top that Urahara made for her in the last war. The top that has a freaking boob window. It's not that Ichigo doesn't like that top, he does, even if he won't admit it out loud because he doesn't want to sound like a pervert. What he doesn't like is other guys getting to see her in that top. They're all perverts and she's his girlfriend. He growls.

"What the hell, Grimmjow. You couldn't let her change her clothes first?" Ichigo had noticed the slight shivers wracking her from the cool desert air. Orihime blushes, she thought she was lucky the inpatient arrancar could be convinced to grab her sandals so she wasn't running around barefoot.

"What, and ruin the show?" Grimmjow grins. "I don–" he doesn't get to finish the sentence as Ichigo launches himself at Grimmjow, zanpakuto drawn and trying to split him in half. Grimmjow laughs manically as he barely gets his own zanpakuto up in time and they plough throw the pillar. This would be a great fight. Grimmjow had Ichigo going for blood from the first blow, a fight to the death, just the way Grimmjow liked it.

"Hahahahaha! Yeah! That's the way, Kurosaki! Let's fight to the death! Now Grind, Pantera!"

"Bankai!"

Power surges across their battlefield, whipping the sands high into the sky, drowning the area in their powerful reiatsus. Orihime summons her Santen Kesshun to protect herself from the onslaught of sand and reiatsu. They're both so strong, but there's really no doubt in her mind that Ichigo will win. He always wins when it's for her. She pouts though. Urahara had told her about the impending trip to England and when she expressed the willingness to pay for her own air-fare, he told her not to worry and that he'd send Kurosaki-kun to pick her up. What he had not told her was that it would be because Grimmjow would be taking her to Hueco Mundo to lure her boyfriend in for a fight. Now all of her things were still packed in a suitcase back at her apartment and she wasn't sure how to get them. Grimmjow wasn't going to go back for them and Hueco Mundo's other residents wouldn't come anywhere near the raging battle between the two. In fact, they wouldn't come into the area for hours after the reiatsu output died down. Mou, Urahara-san is so mean, not giving me any warning. She sighs. Ichigo will give her a jacket or something when they return to the world of the living because he's very gentlemanly, but that doesn't change the fact that she'll look like a pervert to everyone there because she'll either be in this revealing outfit or in something Ichigo lends her. She hides her face in her hands in mortification. I'm going to make a horrible first impression! Oh why'd I choose to wear this today? Orihime is snapped from those thoughts by a large explosion and Grimmjow's crazed laughter. This isn't the time to be worrying about that. I need to pay attention so I can heal them as soon as they're done.

As Urahara and Shinji finish unpacking, Moody comes lumbering in.

"Dumbledore asked me to fill you two in some on Order business." Moody states without preamble. "Personally, I'd like to know what just happened with your friend here." He points to Ichigo's unoccupied body. "But the Order comes first."

"Maa, and here I thought we could keep things under tabs for at least a month, but such is luck." Urahara laments. "Though I ask that in exchange for that information you tell me how you knew something happened." He says in a more serious tone, a keen glint in his eye as his sharper intellect is on display. Moody feels a slight unease as the fool's façade melts off of Urahara to reveal the man who could plot the downfall of a wanna-be god. Snape had mentioned that the 'fool in a hat' was much smarter than he let on, but Moody hadn't expected this much.

"So just who were we called in ta deal with?" Shinji cuts in, easing the tension.

"What makes you think there's someone in particular you're here to deal with?" Moody questions back, wondering just how much they know about the current situation.

" 'Cause Dumbledore's a nice fella and we ain't stupid." Shinji retorts. "One: Dumbledore's nice. He wouldn't call in folks like us that he knows specialize in devastating violence unless he figured that you wizards couldn't do anything to deal with the problem. Two: Ya don't call for foreign aid in private, low-key battles like this when it could cause ya more trouble. Not unless ya need the know-how to match an enemy's foreign help. And three: We could sense the faint traces of foreign reiatsu on yer friend this mornin' and it's pretty obvious to me an' Kisuke that he's yer spy. We've seen some real high level cloak-n-dagger shit, got almost literally stabbed in the back 'cause of it, so we can tell."

"Hmph." Moody eyes the two of them. "I can see you've been through some rough times. It's all in the eyes." He mutters. He reaches into his coat to remove his wand. "Since these are some secretive matters and we don't need the kids getting into this, I'll be putting up some privacy spells." Moody begins to mutter the wards and wave his wand.

"I hope you don't mind us adding a few barriers ourselves." Urahara says and receiving a nod from Moody, begins his own chanting. Moody looks at Urahara in surprise, even as he continue his own ward creation, because Urahara isn't using a wand. Just what all are these people capable of?

Once they are done constructing their barriers, Moody reaches into his coat one more and pulls out some papers. "These four would be why you've been asked to come. This is all the info we've got on them, along with a few sketches." He says, handing the papers over to Urahara and Shinji. The two leaf through them, before going back to the sketches and descriptions of their powers. The sketches reveal a young girl with short cropped hair arranged in long bangs on the sides and spiked out in the back, a pair of nearly identical faces, one with a slightly more feminine look and bangs sweeping to the right while the more masculine face has bangs sweeping to the left, and the final face is male with a Day of the Dead style mask on the left side of his face, wild patterns swirling across it.

"[We're lookin' at an arrancar, twin shinigami, and a fullbringer if this data's accurate.]"Shinji comments.

"[Hmm. Yes. The twins are likely rogues, possibly like Zaraki-taicho in that they were able to acquire an asuachi off of a dead officer for personal use. We'll have to contact Xcution to see if they know anything about the fullbringer and Halibel-san about the arrancar. I'll have to get into the Soul Society data banks and see if I can't find something on these twins.]"

"[Yeah, no kiddin'. These are pretty poor reports. Nothin' in them 'bout the special abilities they possess or even their fightin' styles. We're gonna be goin' in blind if we can't get info out of the others on them.]" Shinji bitterly replies.

"If you don't mind," Moody sarcastically starts, "speak English so I can understand what you're saying." He growls.

"Apologies, Moody-san. We were discussing how to acquire more information on these individuals as your reports are left wanting in describing their combat capabilities." Urahara replies.

"What do you mean 'left wanting'? They've got plenty of information on their 'combat capabilities'." Moody retorts.

"Maybe for you wizards, but for us, this just says they know their basics." Shinji pointedly says, waving the sheaf of papers for emphasis. "Ya need to understand that when it comes to our powers, there's shit that everyone can learn to do and then there's personal abilities. Everyone who learns one of our power types develops a special skill that they and they alone can use. Some of these abilities may be similar, but they're never exactly the same. Now Kisuke and me are veteran fighters, there's a lot of experience between us. You'd be hard pressed to find a person smarter than Kisuke. Ichigo has the most raw power out of all the people I know. Really piss him off and you'll be lucky to make it out alive. Ishida is a walking archive of over a millennium's worth of techniques and knowledge. Orihime-chan, who Ichigo left to pick up, can heal any physical wound. But even with all the skill and power we bring to the table, we need to know their personal skills because even if they don't have as much power as us, if they've got the right ability, they can still beat us." Shinji explains, a hard look in his eyes.

"Hmmm. I think I get it, but I'm afraid what you have in your hands is all we have. Snape hasn't got close enough to try legilimency on them."

"Legilimency?" Urahara questions.

"Mind reading magic it's what Snape used to verify you lot weren't Death Eaters." Shinji snickers and Moody glares at him.

"Sorry, sorry. It's just funny. 'Death Eaters'." He shakes his head. "It's almost more pretentious then shinigami." Moody raises an eyebrow.

"Shinigami translates roughly to 'death god' " Urahara explains. "Though the shinigami that we speak of are by no means real 'gods', more along the lines of a western psychopomp. Shinigami is rather a pretentious title that the… sub-species of powerful souls call themselves." Urahara explains with a shrug. Moody opens his mouth to ask more questions, but Urahara continues, "Before you can ask, I suppose I'll continue on to explain a bit more about what these folks," he gestures to the papers, "are. The twins in here appear to be shinigami, most easily distinguished by the constant presence of their swords, known as zanpakuto which translates to 'soul slayers', and their lack of a mask fragment or hole in some part of their anatomy. Their special abilities will stem from their zanpakuto in what is called a shikai state. Shikai are called forth with a command and the zanpakuto's name, setting off a reaction in the blade that causes it to change form and or unleash a special ability. Those with a mask fragment, hole in their anatomy, and a zanpakuto are called arrancars, which is what the other fellow in your reports is. They are hollows, which are soul eating, instinctual monsters, that have regained their intellect by gaining shinigami powers. When they release their zanpakuto, their resurreccion, it causes a change in their physical form, reverting them back closer to the monsters they once were. The last one in your reports, the girl, is a fullbringer. Fullbringers are humans with hollow-like abilities and can manipulate the souls of inanimate objects to help them in combat. They also have one item that they have a strong connection with that they can transform to better utilize and draw out their true ability. All of these powers an have a wide range of effects, from just increasing physical abilities to more complicated things like illusions."

Moody nods, "That's why you need the particulars of their abilities then, you don't know what these shikai, resurreccion, or fullbring things do. You could get completely blindsided without even a hint at what their ability is."

"Glad to see ya do know some stuff 'bout the battlefield." Shinji grins.

"I was on the Auror force for nearly forty years. I've been through Grindelwald's War as well as the one with You-Know-Who. You don't last that long on the force, especially through a couple of wars with some of the most powerful dark wizards the world has seen, without knowing how to hold your own in a fight." Moody explains. "So do you think you could take them?"

"Eh, probably." Shinji says with a shrug. "Like I said before, we're a pretty strong group. It'd take some serious cheat abilities and a lot of power for them to stand a chance against us."

Moody nods. "Good to hear. So what happened with the boy earlier? It looked like he split into two then left through a hole in the air."

Urahara chuckles. "That's not too far from the truth. What you saw was Kurosaki-san's soul, or I suppose you could also call it his consciousness, leave his body. The 'hole in the air' is what we call a garganta and it connects to Hueco Mundo" Urahara noticed a slight worried look overcome Moody at the mention of a connection to somewhere else. "No need to worry, I connecting garganta could only be opened from this side from what I've observed. Kurosaki-san left for Hueco Mundo in order to have a match with a rival of his and retrieve his girlfriend and final member of our party, Orihime Inoue." Moody nods his head in understanding. "So how did you know about Kurosaki-san's departure?"

"This eye," Moody points to his electric blue eye, "is magical. It can see through most materials for a good distance. Saw it all from down below."

"Nice trick, Moody." Shinji says.

"Yeah, well I won't deny it." Moody says, turning to leave. "I'll leave those papers with you. I've got other business to attend to. I'm sure I'll be seeing you two later."

It's so weird, this story just wants to be written in chapters longer than what I'm used to. Oh well. I was debating between having Urahara teach a science class and the problem solving class, but I realized that the problem solving works better. There's a little Grimmjow in the chapter for those who like him. He some other Bleach characters will pop up every now in then, but it's mostly going to be just Ichigo, Uryu, Orihime, Shinji, and Urahara, probably Yoruichi too. Sorry to disappoint you mugetsu929, but while I like cross-overs, I don't really care for crossed romance and as you can see in this chapter, I've set Ichigo as taken. Um, that's all can think to say on this chapter.

Please review/comment to tell me how I did.