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Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. Or don't I? –evil grin-
A Summer Job: Meeting…
"WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" One scream. Thats all he would allow himself.
"Dammit!" Ichigo cursed. "I knew I should have waited! Damn that sandal-hat! He decides to put me in this friken gate when that stupid cleaner is behind me!"
"AHHH!" If anyone had heard Ichigo at that moment they would have questioned his manliness. Even though, its hard to act manly when a massive, spirit eating boulder is rolling towards you at velocities close to the speed of light.
"DAMN YOU SANDAL-HAT!"
"Aaa-choo!"
Tessai Tsukabishi looked up in surprise. Urahara looked back.
"You got a cold?"
"No…Must be these dusty boxes we're working with."
Ichigo lay on the soft grass, his body relishing in the comfort and peace that they had been deprived of for the last few moments. It was still night at Soul Society, and, as he sat up, he guessed that they would start looking for him when he didn't turn up where and when Yamamoto had said.
He looked behind him at the white walls that encompassed the 'Court of Pure Souls'. He said the last bit aloud. "Pure souls my ass." he muttered, when he remembered that Rukia was there.
Groaning, he stood up and started walking slowly towards it. Then, he grinned, and retraced his steps. This would be a good time to visit Kūkaku Shiba. AN: Those of you who are unfamiliar with this name, it's the fireworks lady that shot up Ichigo and his friends in that gigantic cannon.
Rukia stood on her balcony, feeling quite happy, even though she refused to believe it herself. Ichigo would be coming tomorrow. No, he'd be coming today, since it was already morning. A twinge of anxiety fluttered over her. She hadn't seen him in about 8 months. She wouldn't tell him that she worried about him. She wouldn't even tell herself that.
That idiot better not have done anything stupid to hurt himself.
No sooner had the words materialised in her brain she heard the familiar clack-clack-clack-clack of the wooden hammer meeting the wooden emergency sign.
Clack…Clack…
Instantly Byakuya was awake. He rushed out of his bedroom, still wearing his sleep wear, only pausing to grab his Soul Slayer.
Who…?"WE HAVE AN INTRUDER IN THE COURT OF PURE SOULS!" Announced one shinigami, looking quite proud that he knew before the others.
"WHAT?" A passing shinigami looked at him.
"I SAID…" The proud shinigami was about to relay his precious message but was cut off.
The second shinigami turned away and shouted, "HEY GUYS! WAKE UP, WE HAVE AN INTRUDER!"
"OI! WAIT A MINUTE I WAS JUST SAYING…" The first shinigami looked angry as he was cut off once again as a sleepy shinigami rolled out of his quarters.
"DID YOU HEAR THAT GUYS? AN INTRUDER!"
"WHAT?"
"WHERE? WHERE?"
"LOOK! I KNOW!" No one looked his way. The announcing shinigami took one look at the frantic, growing crowd of shinigami's pushing and yelling. Sighing, he let out an air bubble.
Rukia quickly walked off her balcony, into her room, and down the stairs, but not before quickly changing into her shinigami uniform and grabbing her Soul Slayer.
Dammit, just when Ichigo is about to come, we have another invasion.
She walked outside, and ran to the main court.
Kuchiki Byakuya stood alone in the main court. Then, about three seconds later he was joined with masses of shinigami; most of them, to Byakuya's displeasure were wearing their uniforms, as if the day had just started. He only had noted this because he, in fact, was wearing his sleepwear.
Of course, no one said anything; they were much too concerned about the alert than Kuchiki Byakuya's choice of clothes. However, they did note that he in fact, was Kuchiki Byakuya, and left him the customary 2 metre radius, while they waited.
No one noticed the orange haired shinigami that appeared out of nowhere then, suddenly, appeared again next to the 6th division captain.
"Oh? I must say, Kuchiki Byakuya, you look quite dashing with those new clothes."
Kuchiki Byakuya whirled around at the familiar voice. "You…" Something clicked, and a loud roar of laughter that sounded suspiciously like a certain red haired vice captain was heard. Before Byakuya could find the offender, laughs started bursting out of nowhere, and then finally the mass of shinigami that were in the main court started rolling along the tiled ground, laughing till their insides hurt. For once, the cool, composed 6th division captain, didn't say anything. Of course, he was still cool and composed, if not slightly flustered. He just glared at the orange haired shinigami. Not a normal 'I hope you die' glare, but one of those rare 'I-shall-personally-grind-you-to-bits' glares.
The crowd was still laughing, and Ichigo still smirking. Byakuya, of course just kept glaring his glare. That was until a blur seemed to split the crowd in half, and Ichigo turned to see the bottom of a sandal. In the air of course. And rushing to meet his face at a very uncomfortable speed.
WHABAM!
The shinigami's stopped laughing and gaped in wonder. This orange haired shinigami, one who dared insult the Kuchiki Byakuya, was just taken down by a much smaller shinigami, and a girl at that. AN: Nothing wrong with being a girl, I assure you, but imagine, some guy teasing Kuchiki Byakuya, and getting away with it. Then a girl comes along and... WHABAM!...Yeah, you get the point.
Kuchiki Byakuya let his 'I-shall-personally-grind-you-to-bits' glare dissipate, and changed it to a half glare, half smirk. Half because it was hard for anyone, even Kuchiki Byakuya to glare at someone that was getting stomped on by Kuchiki Rukia. Half smirk, because, it is, after all Kuchiki Byakuya, and he NEVER smirks fully.
Whilst the crowd was busy gawking in amazement, he quickly flash-stepped out of the main court. He didn't want to be seen. Unfortunately he ran into the very famous Toshiro Hitsugaya, smirking rudely as always, but somehow this one seemed to be rather annoying and knowing. He would have stopped to tell him off, but by the look on the prodigy's face he had heard everything that had happened.
Damn you, Kurosaki Ichigo, Byakuya thought, while Toshiro was thinking, HAHAHAHA! THAT WAS CLASSIC! He secretly disliked the proud captain of the 6th division. However, he also valued his life, so he kept his smirk to a smirk and said nothing else.
"ICHIGO!"
"Ow, ow, ow… Ok OK, ENOUGH ALREADY!"
"Have you learnt your lesson?" Rukia's voice was like ice. Ichigo winced. He had onced felt it when Hitsugaya Toshiro had gotten mad over some guy who had tripped over and fell on a certain vice captain. The temperature of the Court of Pure Souls dropped by about 30 degrees. That however, was nothing compared to the iciness in Rukia's tone. He smirked silently to himself. This was going to shorten his life by a large amount but it would be worth it. He took a small breath and said"Nope."
The shinigami crowd slowly backed away. There was a flaring spiritual power, belonging to a certain someone that they didn't want to mess with. Only a few remained, namely Toshiro Hitsuguya (who was there because he secretly wanted to see if anymore funny things happened - but there was no way he was going to tell this arrogant, orange-haired, substitute shinigami that), Momo Hinamori (who was there because a certain captain was there) Abarai Renji (who was there because he didn't want to leave Rukia the job of bashing the orange-haired shinigami – he wanted a turn as well, AND he didn't want to leave Rukia alone with a certain orange-haired shinigami), and Kenpachi Zaraki (who was there because he wanted to see IF Ichigo had gotten stronger, AND wanted to fight, AND wouldn't take no for an answer, because he hadn't fought in quite a long time, AND ALSO wanted to see if Ichigo knew anything about the alarm). Gosh, he's quick.
AN: Well, what do you think? HMM…I'm gonna write the 4th chapter… Under inspiration of course ie. CLICK THAT 'GO' button!