Damn! Byakyua was hysteric. What to do? Renji'd seen him! Someone had seen him, sitting with his friends in his secret room, it wasn't even just someone, it was Renji, dammit! Thoughts swirled around at an insane pace in Byakyuas head. Anger, disappointment, disbelief, sadness, angst, he felt it all at the same time. What was he supposed to do now? What if this secret came out…he would have to commit seppuku. His life would be ruined. Not even Rukia would respect him.

He hugged Mr. Sunnydale tightly as tears flooded his eyes. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. Byakyua hesitated when putting the key to the door in the locker. Perhaps this wasn't the right thing to do, but it was the only solution for now.

Renjis head ached. He got up on an elbow, slowly opening his eyes. His sight was a bit blurry after the fall.

"Seems like I took a pretty bad fall there…but hey, what did happen anyway? I remember leaving Ichi…WHAT THE? What is this? Have I fallen asleep in Yachirus room or what? Gaah, where am I?"

An additional number of dolls and teddybears surrounded Renji, all staring at him with their cold, glass eyes. Renji panicked, rushing towards the door of the unbelievable pink room. He almost reached it when he fell.

"Nani? I fell again? Aouch, my leg…no time! Gotta' get out of here, these damn toys really freak me out! Gosh, I HATE plushies!"

Renji sat up, only to see that his leg was locked tight to a thick chain which was attached to the wall at the other side of the room. He was trapped. In a pink room. With a hell lot of plushies and toys. Renji started to scream hysterically. He had a certain phobia towards toys, especially girlish toys like these. Automatically he moved his hand towards his hip and Zabimaru, but when he tried to grab the hilt, all he was grabbing was some sort of fluffy fabric. He looked down, and the hysteric screams turned unbelievable high-pitched. Then he passed out again.

He woke up by someone poking him in the side, pretty hard. It was Byakyua. What was Byakyua doing here? Was he dreaming?

-Ku-Kuchiki-taichou….taskete!

Byakyua smiled strangely at him.

- Blame yourself for being so damn curious. I brought you some food, hime-chan.

Byakyua turned his back to Renji (in that dramatic way that only guys with hairnoodles and scarves can do) and walked out the door. The sound of a key turning in the locker. Then silence fell. Renji didn't understand anything. Why was he in this room? How did he get here? Why did Byakyua come to feed him? And…worst of all; why did he wear some sort of princess/doll dress? It was pink too, so it didn't even suit his hair. Suddenly he felt that he was incredibly hungry. He took the plate that Byakyua had put in front of him. He sighed. Great, wasn't this just great? Pink-coloured onigiri in the shape of Chappy the Bunny, cotton candy (also pink), cookies and pink lemonade…what kind of sick joke was this? And in which way was Byakyua involved?

"He really sounded angry when he left me the food" Renji chew on some cotton candy "What'd I do to him? We've actually been getting along pretty well the last week…if I only could remember what happened!"

Renji was suddenly feeling tired, really tired and really sad. He crept up in a corner where there wasn't as many toys as in the rest of the room, resting his head against his knees.

"I wish Ichigo was here to rescue me…."

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Byakyua rubbed his lobes. It was really hard to do everything related to the 6th squad without Renji. Sorting all the mail, writing all reports, go get tea by himself…and he couldn't even go and find some peace of mind in his secret room. He really missed Mr. Sunnydale and all his other friends. He was getting bored of everything again, as always when he didn't get his daily dose of fluff and pink. Although, the thought of Renji in that dress that the Quincy sew as a love gift for Byakyua a while ago was rather amusing. This still didn't give him any peace, he just got more restless, so he decided to go and pay Renji a visit, perhaps he was able to figure out what to do with him.

END OF CHAPTER II

This chapter is shorter than and not as funny as the previous one (well, at least I think so). That might be because I have sort of a lack of ideas right now, so if anyone would like to help me with ideas on what's gonna happen next, I'd be more than happy !