I was surprised that you guys liked IshiNemu better that IshiHime. Author's Note on the bottom.

SIXTH CHAPTER: THE DATING GAME
Of Fathers and Fun.

"Kurotsuchi-san, you do your paperwork very quickly." Ishida commented as he signed yet another paper in his stack. He and Nemu were almost finished with the paperwork; there was only one stack left.

Nemu nodded as she dipped her quill into the ink and wrote her signature on the paper. "Thank you." She said courteously. "And... thanks for helping. It would've taken me longer if you weren't here."

Ishida's cheeks were red. "You don't have to say that. It's my thanks to you." He commented as he finished the next paper and grabbed another one. "Well, this is the last paper!" He said, holding it up in the air in accomplishment.

"Well," Nemu looked at her desk. That really was the last one. "I guess it is." She took the paper from Ishida and signed it. "We're done."

Ishida sighed in relief and glanced at the time. He had been here for two hours already. "That's great, I can relax now." He muttered aloud and stretched his arms out, accidentally falling off of his stool. "Gaah!"

"Hehe." Nemu giggled. She tried to keep it in, but it slipped. "... oh. Sorry." She covered her mouth, then coughed slightly.

Ishida smiled at her. "It's fine. You're really pretty when you laugh." He pushed up his glasses, which hid his eyes in the light. "Wait! Not that I'm saying that you're not pretty already." He was red in embarrassment by now.

Nemu turned away. "..."

"So..." Ishida stood and took a stack of papers, straightening them out. "What now? We're done with your paperwork, as well as your fathers' own." He sighed, going back to relax on the stool.

"Well," Nemu started, but was cut off. She cowered in fear as she saw who was behind Ishida.

"Well... well what?" Ishida asked confusedly, soon turning to see what she was staring out behind him. "A..."

"NEMU! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH THAT... THAT... QUINCY?!" Mayuri boomed.

"Hmph." Hitsugaya spat as he crossed his arms. "That wasn't very funny." He glared at Matsumoto, boring into her eyes. "Would you like some more work around here?"

Matsumoto sweat dropped. "No, no. You know it was a joke, taichou. It's not like you and Hinamori were... doing irrational things, right?"

Hitsugaya mumbled. "Whatever."

"Taichou..." Matsumoto grinned cheekily at him. "Did you want to do 'irrational' things with her? Hm?" She burst into a fit of laughter, watching her young captain turn as red as an apple.

"I did no such thing!" He protested, still blushing profusely.

"Sure, sure, taichou. If you need any tips on women, you can just call on me." Matsumoto winked. Hitsugaya looked at her crossly.

"Do your work!" A dark aura formed around him.

"Hai!" Matsumoto scrambled to her feet and ran up to her desk, submerging herself in the papers around her. "Hitsugaya-taichou, you can be so mean!" She whined.

Hitsugaya only laughed.

"F... Fa... Kurotsuchi-taichou..." Nemu muttered as she backed away from Ishida and her father, trying to protect her body from the strikes she would soon get.

Mayuri stomped towards her, an angry glint in his eyes. Ishida watched closely as he held the girl up in the air. Why can't I move? He was frozen. "Nemu?! What have I told you about... about... about this Quincy?" He hissed.

Nemu shut her eyes and turned away. "Y- You.. You said that h- he's an evil man that deserves to die... be- because... he is a g- good-for-nothing... a- and to never speak... of him." She said slowly, trying to stop herself from stammering.

Mayuri grinned evilly as he dropped the girl, making her fall to the floor. "Good girl. Now, to des-" He was cut off.

"I... I didn't finish..." Nemu quietly spoke up, slowly standing up from the ground. "... sir." Mayuri turned to glare at the girl.

"Finish what?!"

"W- What I was saying..." She still stammered, but still, she was standing up to her father. For the first time. "... was that you said that he was an evil man, and.. good for nothing! I- I don't think that at all. Uryu isn't like that at all. He helped me with my paperwork, and, and he's really sweet, and kind, and..." She faced Ishida and gave him a soft smile. "And... thank you for that."

Ishida looked at the girl. It's the first time I've ever seen you really smile.

Mayuri was furious, steam coming out of him. "Why... why you..." He grabbed the girl again and threw her on the ground with a slam. Nemu groaned. "You'll regret saying that, my, sweet, sweet, daughter." He raised his fists, but it was hit by a concentrated amount of reishi. "What...?" It could only come from one thing. A quincy.

"Leave her alone." The black-haired Quincy said.

"You..." Mayuri shouted. "It's none of your business! LEAVE! I'm letting you live, so you better get out of here you bast-" His arm was shot again, only nicked by the arrow.

"You leave her alone." Ishida smirked as he slighly lowered his bow. "You still want to live, no?"

Mayuri growled. "You'll regret ever saying that, you QUINCY!" He shouted, pulling his zanpaktou out. "Goodbye."

And the fight began. Too bad Mayuri forgot that he bet money on his daughter and that quincy to pair up.

"R- Rukia!" Renji grabbed ahold of her body and shook it vigorously. "R- Rukia, Rukia! Wake up!" He shouted closely at her.

Rukia's eyes slowly fluttered open, after her ears had come in contact with the loud, booming voice of Renji's. "R... R- Renji?" She spoke as she sat up, rubbing her head in pain. She sighed as she pinched her arm. "Wow. I was sleeping? You know, I... I had a dream." She told him. "I had... I had a dream that... that you asked me on a date and that I had fainted. Funny... heh... right?" She laughed slightly.

Renji looked at her, a bit irked. "That... wasn't a dream." He told her slowly.

Rukia froze in her steps and stayed there. "I- It wasn't?" She staggered a bit, then began to fall... again. Renji's eyes popped out as he ran up to her.

"Rukia!" He caught her and pulled her into his arms. "Geez. Are you okay?" He asked worriedly. Rukia nodded a bit, then looked up at him.

"Renji...?"

"Hmm...?"

"Did..." She said. "Did you really ask me on a date?"

Renji turned as red as his hair. "Well," He scratched the back of his head. "I guess I did." He scratched his cheek in suspense. "So...?"

"Well..." Rukia thought about it. "I... I guess so!" She smiled at him. "No harm in a date, right?" She stood up happily, dusting the dirt off.

It was Renji's turn to freeze.

"... Renji?"

An hour later, Renji and Rukia began their so-called 'date'.

Unbeknownst to them, Ichigo had plans. Plans to spy on them.

Meanwhile, a secret meeting was held.

"Jung, Kim, Po." One voice said.

"I win." Another humphed.

"I guess you did." The first voice said as he turned to look back into small television that stood in the corner of the dark, isolated room, in a location where not most shinigami knew.

"Seems like Renji is taking Rukia out on a date." The second voice said, running a hand through his hair.

"I would seem so." The other said. "It will take our skills to stop them. We cannot lose."

"No, no we cannot."

These two men were Yamamoto-Genryūsai Shigekuni and Kuchiki Byakuya.

Is this considered a cliffie? Eh.

Gomen ne for the short chapter. I have to write a five-page report on Electronics or something, and it's due in, pretty much two days. Not good. And would you believe it? It's only the introduction of it. The next one should be longer.

What pairing(s) should the next chapter focus on? I'm still deciding. But I know there's some IchigoRukiaRenji in there. Bwahaha.

Well, I hope you like this chapter! Tell me other pairings that I should add to this story, I'm thinking of adding a bunch of side pairings, then go slowly up to the real pairs. And, I need more ideas, they help really nicely.

'till next time, reviewers! Oh yeah. Constructive criticism accepted. Flamers will be used to make Chamorro BBQ. Or American, it's your choice.

-Tsukichiki.