Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach

Me: (looks over story) I so need improving.

Chibi Me: Baka, baka, baka! U take too long! (bonks me on the head)

Me: What the---OW! Hey! (shakes fist at Chibi Me)

Chibi Me: Nyu! (sticks out tongue)

Future Me: (sigh) Cut it out already, I've had enough of this.

Me: Ne Future Me, you know ur talking to urself, right? XD

Future Me: (eye twitches) Ur point?

Me: …We've all gone crazy! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, CRAZY!!

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Chapter19: Where Do You Look To Find The Person You Love?

Yoruichi sat on her new bed with legs crisscrossed and arms folded against her chest. She impatiently glared at the heavy locked door, still trying to estimate how many (and what kinds of) obstacles she would have to dodge and overcome. The door, she knew, had multiple locks so she may have a little difficulty releasing it.

Aizen isn't that stupid to place only one lock, she thought irritably. Yoruichi knew better than to talk aloud. She could only plan in her thoughts. The worn out goddess sighed. If I keep talking to myself like this, she thought amusedly, I'll just be one more step into being called crazy. Then thinking gloomily, And another big step into insanity.

Falling backwards till her back hit the bed, she stared up at the ceiling and blew out a mouthful of air. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore her frustration. Unfortunately, Yoruichi wasn't able to lay down for long when the doorknob jiggled. Scowling, she sat up and waited for whoever it was to come in. Probably that guy who delivered my food yesterday, she guessed boringly.

Ulquiorra, as she found his name was, entered quietly without a word. The man was an unusual character and Yoruichi didn't know why but something told her to be cautious of this one. She remembered she had planned on jumping him and escaping (to calculate what would happen and see what she was up against) but a gut feeling told her she shouldn't risk it with this one. Not until she knew she could take him on.

The food now set on her table, Ulquiorra paused at the door. He spoke, surprising the stripper. "Master Aizen asks if there is anything you need. If there is, please say so right now."

Yoruichi blinked, glancing curiously into the eyes of Aizen's loyal follower. Then she gave a scowl and looked to the wall at her left. "If you count freedom without chase and no more Aizen, then be my guess. Other than that, you can tell him he can go to hell for all I care." There was a brief, stone-cold silence between the two and Yoruichi could feel Ulquiorra's now narrowed eyes glowering silently at her. She would've glared back if she weren't so lazy.

"…I see," was his curt reply and he turned back to the door. "I will relay your message but I must tell you, Master Aizen will not be pleased." He left shortly after before closing the door shut.

Yoruichi didn't have time to ask what he meant. His words befuddled her, but it also gave her an edgy feeling. Will not be pleased? Like I care if he will be, but… Is he going to do something to make me talk? Whatever Aizen wants, I don't know, but he better not touch Soi Fong. He better not…

The goddess decided to push everything away to the back of her mind. She looked at the food and smirked. "Let's see if he put truth serum in my drink again." She stood up and looked at what her meal consisted of. "Who knows," she joked to herself, "He may have gotten tired of me and put poison instead"Inside she thought, I can't let him know I'm planning. I have to escape before it's too late. Satisfied with that, she began to examine her meal.

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"So, have you gotten a hang of your zanpaku-to?"

Soi Fong glanced upwards. Putting her racing keys inside a secure pocket, Soi turned to respect her dragster and gave it a small nod of thanks. No matter how crazy it may seem, Soi always felt a connection with it. "Yes, I think Suzumebachi and I are doing quite well," she answered Kuukaku's question. "No doubt you and Urahara are excelling more than I am."

Kuukaku chuckled and came forth with a water bottle. "Here," she offered and threw it.

Soi caught it without difficulty and twisted open the cap. "Thanks," she accepted gratefully and took a long drink of the fresh cool water.

Kuukaku found herself staring when little droplets of water spilled from Soi's mouth, down her cheek, lower to her neck… She shook herself out of the trance. Damn it, get a hold of yourself! she growled in her head. Obviously Yoruichi and Soi like each other! So stop thinking like this! Irritated with herself, she turned to check out how Urahara was doing.

"Hey, where you going?" Soi hollered when she was satisfied with her thirst.

"To see if the bum hasn't crashed yet!" she called out.

Soi chuckled and watched her friend leave. She looked back at Suzumebachi. A small smile finding its way to her lips. I'm sure we can do this, she thought confidently. I just have to look forward…and keep going forward. I know I can save Yoruichi.

The waitress had called her work and notified them that they won't be expecting her anytime soon, that something of great importance had come up and can't be ignored. It needed to be taken cared of at once. Hitsugaya understood, even asked if there was anything he or the others could do. She was startled at that. Touched even. It made her wonder why she never wanted to spend time with them, always having Matsumoto to come and force her to.

Kuukaku had recruited Renji and Ichigo. Well actually, she forced them to and so did Tatsuki. Tatsuki had sworn to make their lives miserable for all eternity and beyond if they didn't. It worked. A miracle, really.

"Heya, Soi-chan!"

Instant reaction caused Soi to pull out her arm and punch Urahara straight in the face. "Don't call me that," she told him brusquely.

"Aw, why are you so cruel?"

"Why are you such an idiot?"

"Hey, hey, play nice." Kuukaku smirked.

Soi rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "So what's the plan so far, genius?"

He sniffed and purposely ignored her question. "No one appreciates me nowadays," he remarked sadly before lowering his hat even lower.

Soi's eye twitched and she kicked him in the shin.

"Ow, ow! Okay, okay, okay!" Urahara held his hands in front of him and cringed at the glare he received. "The plan is…well, I don't wanna spoil it…"

Soi groaned. "Never mind, bum. Let's just go over with what we do now."

"Uh… About that…" Urahara sweat dropped when Soi began twitching her eye again.

Lucky for him, their attention changed to Kuukaku when she popped the gum she was chewing. "We need more information," Kuukaku stated while chewing the gum they hadn't known she was chewing. "Maybe we should check Yoruichi's house?" she suggested.

Soi Fong blinked and immediately forgot the urge to bonk Kisuke on the head. Why hadn't she thought of inspecting Yoruichi's home? She turned to the shopkeeper and rolled her eyes when she found him nursing his leg. Looks like she won't be getting any help from him. "Well, I think Kuukaku has a great idea. I'm going to check it out."

Before Soi Fong could re-enter her car, Urahara suddenly stopped her. He grabbed her wrist and cut in when she opened her mouth irritably to snap. "Take Ichigo and Renji," he said while looking into her eyes and she noticed their was no joking in his tone. "In case something were to…happen," he explained, abruptly letting go and backing away.

She stared at him for a moment before letting an annoyed look cross her face. "Fine, just as long as they don't get in my way," she replied tersely.

Kisuke smiled. He knew her tone of voice was just a façade. Soi did that often. He was going to ask the engineer beside him if she could find the two hotheads but realized that Kuukaku had already gone in search of them. Quick as always, he mused and soon enough, she returned with the two racers.

"Here you go, Soi Fong. Two crybabies as you ordered!" Kuukaku triumphantly grinned.

Ichigo went up to defend himself. "Hey, I am not a crybaby!" he retorted indignantly.

"Yeah lady, I'm not a crybaby! If anyone is then it's Ichigo!" Renji shouted.

Ichigo stormed to him. "Didn't you just hear me? I said, I am not a crybaby!"

"Well, you must be deaf because I'm saying you are!"

"I stated I wasn't a crybaby!"

"Face it Strawberry, you are!"

Before the 'conversation' could get anymore intense, Kuukaku pushed them roughly on the back. She chuckled when they both stumbled with a yelp. "Okay, shut up already! I want you two to listen, so listen to me good." Effortlessly ignoring their glares, she informed the two, "You know why you're here, so I'll just give u a small recap. We're gonna save Yoruichi's sorry ass but before that we need to gather some 'intelligence' as the smart ones say." She smirked towards Soi's and Urahara's way. "You do as you're told cuz I'm basically the one who runs the races you go to so u better do as we say. Am I clear?"

The two had irritated looks. They grumbled, "Fine, fine." but that wasn't enough for Kuukaku.

"I said," she hissed as she got closer to the two, "Are we clear?!"

"Ah, yes m'am!" Ichigo instantly said with a salute and was followed by Renji with a sharp and stuttering, "H-hai!" as well.

"Good," the engineer said, pleased and backed away. "Now, go off with Soi; she's heading to Yoruichi's place."

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Ichigo whistled. "Looks like someone came before us…"

The three had arrived soon enough and Renji was able to pick through the many locks Yoruichi had on her door. When they entered, the sight before them wasn't what they were expecting. Particularly Soi Fong because she had been there previously. She knew Yoruichi's house didn't have any broken furniture nor was it a complete mess. It looked like a pack of wild animals barged in and took what they wanted and left.

Soi Fong disregarded the two and promptly made her way through the now-wrecked house. Her eyes were aflame with the burning desire to kill.

Ichigo noticed and started to yell out. "Yo, Miss Fong! Don't leave without us, we're supposed to be guarding you, ya know?" He sighed when Soi didn't stop and turned when he heard his friend say something as he came in.

"Damn, who the hell did this?" Renji asked no one in specific and kicked what looked like a broken…something. When he looked up, he was surprised to see only Ichigo. His eyes widened. "You idiot!" he exclaimed and grabbed Ichigo by the collar. "Where the heck is Miss Fong?! We're not supposed to leave her, you know what Kuukaku said!" His frantic eyes looked left and right for Soi. Kuukaku was gonna kill them if they lost her.

"I know, I know!" The orange-haired racer smacked away Renji's grip with annoyance. "C'mon, I think she went this way."

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Soi Fong scanned the place quickly, looking for clues that could help her find her way to Yoruichi. So far, no such luck. As she was about to ascend the stairs beside her, Soi froze when she heard footsteps but calmed immediately when the familiar arguing reached her ears. It's just Renji and Ichigo, that's all. She reluctantly decided to wait.

"Hey, you shouldn't wander off like that!" Renji told her seriously when they caught up. Ichigo nodded in agreement.

Soi Fong crossed her arms in reply. "I don't need your advice," she retorted, her eyes narrowed in dislike. The ex-racer then turned towards the stairs, disregarding them once again, and said brusquely, "I'm going up, you may follow if you wish."

The other two looked at each other and sighed. They followed up with Renji as rear guard.

The three searched the bathroom, the guest room, and were now hunting through Yoruichi's own room. Renji and Ichigo went through the walk-in closet which caused Soi to sweat drop if only a little. As long as I don't catch them touching any of Yoruichi's…clothes, Soi thought with a scowl and light blush.

The waitress looked over the place and was slightly disheartened at the mess. Whoever was here, did they find what they were looking for? Sighing, she started with the drawers first. There was scattered make-up, a small variety of perfume, a few coupons, change, notes that Soi carefully read, and many other possessions…such as a secret stash of sexy lingerie.

Shouldn't that be in the walk-in closet? Soi thought weakly with a blush and slowly closed the drawer with a wince. I definitely was not supposed to see that. Taking in a deep breath, she went back to the task at hand and studied the bed. Going through the sheets, lifting the mattress, and looking underneath, she found absolutely nothing that could help her. Soi Fong gave another sigh and glanced up at the open doors that led to the walk-in closet. The two hotheads were still searching, just like her.

Taking a moment to scan the room, she noticed there were pictures here and there on the wall. A few were even of her and the goddess herself. Curious, Soi Fong stood up and walked towards them. Brushing a hand against the closest one, the photo was of Yoruichi pulling her into a hug as she tried miserably to get away. The other one was of her and Yoruichi in the kitchen, which was a mess. She was sweat dropping while the cheerful woman was gleefully playing with cookie dough.

How did she get this? Did she hide a camera? Shaking her head about the wonders of Yoruichi Shihouin, she went on to the third and last one. She wanted to look at it more closely, so she tried to pick up the frame off the wall…

Thump!

Blinking, she stepped back and looked at the floor to see what had fallen. It was a book. A small book. Cocking an eyebrow, she reached down and picked it off the ground. "And what's this?" she muttered, flipping the book around to see the covers. Her eyes widened when she saw the words "Property of Yoruichi Shihouin! Don't Read, Don't Peek!" She stared at it and wondered what it could be, but jumped and almost dropped the journal when Renji and Ichigo came tumbling out the closet.

"Yo, we found this!" Ichigo exclaimed proudly and held up a miniature book that was black. "It holds names, addresses, numbers…" The racer was flipping through its pages as he told Soi Fong this. "And…" Ichigo paused before blinking, as if realizing something. "Um…Were you able to find something, Miss Fong?" The two guys peered closer to get a good look at what was in her hands.

"Huh, oh yeah…" She looked down at the book in her hands and back up at the two racers. "I don't believe it, but it may be a diary…" She looked at the sides and found there was a lock. A frown found her lips. "C'mon, we should get back now. We can't stay long."

"Uh, right…," Renji agreed and swiped the book from Ichigo's hands as he followed the waitress out.

"Hey, give that back!" Ichigo yelled and ran out to catch up.

Soi wasn't listening to the two arguing as they exited the house. The journal in her hands, could it really be Yoruichi's diary? It seemed so unbelievable, so childish…but then again, there were many times Yoruichi was unbelievable and a few (or maybe a lot of) times she was childish. And… Soi Fong looked down at the book in wonder. Could Yoruichi's feelings be in there as well?

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Me: Ara, gomen for the not-so-exciting chapter! I tried to make it better but… I COULDN'T!! IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE! I'VE GIVEN UP HOPE FOR THIS STORY! SCREW THIS!! (runs away) I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE, LEAVE ME ALONE!!!

Yoruichi: O.o Well, the author went nuts. What r we gonna do now?

Soi: Since she's gone, how about we…do our own thing?

Yoruichi: Oh? Is my little bee suggesting something?

Soi: …Maybe…

(in the background)

Me: No, lemme go! Lemme go! You can't make me do this! I don't wanna! Why me?! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Whack!

Kuukaku: (carrying author and sees readers backing away in fright) What?! I wouldn't have knocked her out if she hadn't gone crazy on me!