Author's Note: Here's Chapter 11! It amused me when I wrote it, so I hope you all like it as well. There's not much to say right now. So anyway, enjoy the chapter!

Dedication: Uh, I think I'm going to dedicate this chapter to my awesome art teacher who probably doesn't even know I'm dedicating it to her. xD Thank you for letting me type!!! xD Also to my very annoying art class who spent the entire class period annoying me about what I was doing. xD My one friend who tried to pronounce all the Japanese names in this chapter, and another who was in shock because people from France and Finland were reviewing this. A third watched as I typed and attempted to read what I had written. Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! Enjoy this one!

Chapter 11: Of a Cat, a Quincy and Families

Uryuu glanced down at his girlfriend. "So who do you think has it worse? Us or Kurosaki and Kuchiki?" he asked her.

Orihime glanced up at him. "Us or them?" she reiterated, frowning, "hmmm… them! What d'you think?"

Uryuu sighed. "Us. We have to put up with my father. Who, by the way, knows we remember. Besides, I don't think I could bring myself to feel sorry for Kurosaki."

"Uryuu-kun…" Orihime sighed. "Why do you hate Kurosaki-kun so much?"

"Besides the fact that he's a Shinigami?" Uryuu asked in return, "Maybe because he held your heart for so long and neither noticed, nor deserved it."

"Aww…." Came a drawling voice behind the young couple. "The Quincy has a heart after all."

The couple spun around to look at the cat standing behind them. "Yoru-Yoruichi-sama!" Orihime exclaimed.

Almost immediately after she spoke, a glowing Quincy's arrow flew at them from behind. While they didn't who shot it, somehow they both managed to sense it coming. Orihime threw her shield without even having to recite the incantation.

The arrow dissipated upon impact. Uryuu's father stood there, smirking. Uryuu glared at him. "What was that for?!" he shouted angrily.

Clapping came from in the directing that Yoruichi stood. "Wonderful, wonderful show, Hime-chan!" Urahara exclaimed.

"It doesn't take a genius," Yoruichi began, but then shot a sidelong glace at the candy shop owner, "then again, perhaps it does, to figure out that you all remember. You do, don't you?"

"No!" Orihime began, but at Yoruichi raised eyebrows, she sighed, "…Yes…" Her shoulders slumped and her head sank.

A grin appeared on Yoruichi's face, although it appeared strange on a cat. "You could've just said yes at first."

Uryuu's arm rewrapped around Orihime's shoulders. "We agreed not to tell. Kurosaki and Kuchiki aren't talking either."

Urahara raised an eyebrow. "They remember too?" he asked in surprise.

"Yes, they remembered first, actually. Sometime last night," Uryuu answered.

"Really? With any outside help?" A glint appeared in the Twelfth Division Captain's eyes.

Orihime perked up. "Shirayuki-san and Zangetsu-san helped!" she exclaimed, then paused, frowning. "But I don't know if you'd consider them outside help…."

"Oh…" Yoruichi said.

"Their zanpakuto helped? That's very interesting," muttered Urahara. "And how long have the two of you remembered?" he asked.

Uryuu glanced at his watch. It was six. He had gotten home at about eleven last night, and that was about…. "Uh, around nineteen hours," he shrugged.

"Oh?" Urahara asked. "How did you remember?"

Uryuu shot a glare at his father, but didn't answer. The elder Ishida did. "He had outside help. I assisted him," Ryuuken answered.

"I see," Urahara nodded as Yoruichi grinned. "What about you, Inoue?"

'Well," she thought, 'O-nii-chan gave me my hair clip at about six this morning….' "About twelve hours!" she answered.

Urahara looked up, tilting his head as he stared at the ceiling. "Hmm… I'm going to need to do some research," he said to no one in particular. "You see there are no "official" cases of reincarnation. I mean all four of you have been reincarnated and not only that, but your families and powers have come with you as well. I have to do some background checking on all this."

Yoruichi let out a cat-groan. "You're talking about research, so that's my cue to leave," she sighed. She jumped over Uryuu and landed on Ryuuken. She wrapped her tail around his neck. "I have to leave to go back to the Seireitei tomorrow. Shall we have dinner?" she asked him.

The elder Ishida nodded and they left together.

Uryuu stared at them; his jaw went slack and his eyes were wide with shock.

"What…the…" he whispered. He shook his head. "Please tell me…I'm not half Shinigami…"

Urahara started laughing. "That would…be…. very…funny!" he laughed, bending over as he clutched his stomach. "The Shinigami-hating Quincy, half Shinigami himself! Oh! How amusing that would be!" The Captain shook his head. "Sadly no, you are merely half human."

The Quincy continued to stare at where his father and Yoruichi had stood barely a minute before. He was reminded suddenly of a black cat that hung around his home quite often. He almost swore as he realized his father and Yoruichi had spent more time together than he had ever wanted to think about. After a moment he turned to Orihime. "Can I spend the night at your house?" he asked. "I'm not sure I want to go back to mine."

His girlfriend nodded excitedly. "I'm sure O-nii-chan would love to have you over!" she exclaimed. She grabbed Uryuu's wrist. "Let's go!"

Urahara couldn't resist one last joke at the Quincy's expense. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" he called.

A chair came flying at him. "SHUT UP YOU PERVERT!"

"What do you mean, Urahara-san?" Orihime asked. "What wouldn't you do?"

"Exactly!" Urahara answered. "Behave!"

"Ew…." Uryuu shook his head. "Let's go Orihime-chan."


Sora whistled as she and Isshin walked to the Sixth Division barracks. Isshin frowned as he looked at her out of the corner of his eyes.

It didn't take long for her to notice. "What?" she asked, grinning.

Isshin grinned at her as well. "What are you so happy about?" he asked in return.

"We're going to tell the stuck up head of the Kuchiki family that his sister and wife are both alive," she reminded him. "This is going to be fun."

Isshin continued to grin. "Yes it is."

Sora went back to her whistling.

A few minutes later, they entered the Sixth Division headquarters. "Good evening Mitsukai-taichou, Kurosaki-taichou."

Isshin and Sora glanced at the desk. Byakuya's fukutaichou sat there. There were many piles of paperwork in front of Chad. "Hi Chad!" Isshin exclaimed. He had picked up the nickname from his son, who had called the tall Mexican that since they had first met.

The fukutaichou nodded to them.

"Is Byakuya in?" Isshin asked him.

Chad nodded at Isshin again.

"Can we go in?" Sora continued.

Chad nodded for a third time.

"Alright. See ya, Chad!" Isshin exclaimed, happily as always.

"Bye!" Sora called, as the two cousins opened Byakuya's door without even knocking.

The stoic Taichou sat at his desk. His back was straight and he seemed very uncomfortable. Despite these things, neither Sora nor Isshin was surprised. It all seemed normal to them both.

"Hello Byakuya-bo!" Isshin shouted happily upon entering the room.

"Hi Byakuya-taichou!" Sora greeted.

Kuchiki Byakuya looked up as his fellow Taichou entered his office. He almost smiled, but he wasn't about to lower himself to do that. Mitsukai and Kurosaki usually came together, and they generally heralded something interesting.

There were only two people he would allow to address him in such a deeming was as calling him "Byakuya-bo." Both of them had been his former teachers: Isshin and Yoruichi. He had grown up with Mitsukai Sora, and she had always referred to him with his given name and some sort of honorific. Some how he let the unbroken habit slide.

He would never use hers though. "Mitsukai-taichou. Kurosaki-taichou," he greeted them icily. "Why are you both here?" he asked.

Isshin grinned at him. "We have something great to tell you Byakuya-bo!" he exclaimed. "You just have to promise not to faint on us or anything."

Byakuya raised an eyebrow. "I would never do such a thing," he informed them coolly. He gave them "the look". "I shall not faint."

"That's good," said Sora, "something incredible has happened."

"Do you know what it is, Byakuya-bo?" Isshin continued.

Byakuya was getting sick of Isshin fast. "If I knew, I doubt you would be telling me. Now make this quick. I have much paperwork to do."

"Well…" began Sora, but she trailed off.

Isshin took it upon himself to finish the statement. "Your wife and sister have been reincarnated! Hisana is living in the Living World, and Rukia's at the Academy!"

"Isn't it great?" Sora exclaimed.

There was silence from Byakuya.

"Well Byakuya….-bo?" Isshin's voice faded as he watched the stoic Taichou slip out of his chair. Isshin went over to where he now lay. "Byakuya-bo?" Isshin poked him.

Sora began to laugh evilly.

Isshin poked him once more, and then laughed as well. "We were right. He fainted."

END CHAPTER 11: Of a Cat, a Quincy, and Families

End Author's note: Hope the chapter was all right. It wasn't the best in the world, or the longest, but I liked writing it. XD

Torturing Byakuya is very, very fun. You should all try it. XD

Anyway, please leave a review. Chapter 12 should be with the students more, I hope. It should be out soon, I have a ten-day break, so I should have some time to type.

Anyway, Happy Holidays to everyone.

Ambiguous Rose