A/N: To all of our precious readers: Hey, this is chapter three.

Andraiyel: Greetings loved ones, let's take a journey.

xXxyaoixluverxXx: I know a place where authors update regularly, and the chapters are always longer, (with no one page authors notes)

Andraiyel: Clicking on our keyboards, writing sexy yaoi love scenes.

xXxyaoixluverxXx: boys on their backs, while ukes give a sexy strip tease

Bootykallz: Anime boyz, they're hot and totally predictable, you know in a fanfic they'll always have sex. Nice, toned bodies, they'll make all the fangirls squeal. Oh, Oh! Ooooh, nngh! *insert other sex noises*

. Okay, let's just get to the story now…

CHAPTER 3: Not Wife Beaters on the Holidays pt.1

"Hey, that one looks like a chicken…"

Grimmjow jabbed Renji in the side, hard. "No it doesn't, dumbass. It's just a fucking cloud, how the hell can it look like a fucking bird?"

Renji rolled over, clutching his side in pain. "A chicken's not even a bird, stupid! It's, like, a mammal or something," he gasped out.

Grimmjow sat up in the grass and stared at him blankly. "So, I bet those special ed. classes are workin' out great for ya, huh?"

The red-head finally stopped his rolling around in the grass and stared up at him. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means your stupid, stupid. Now get up and don't be such a pansy; I didn't even punch you that hard, " he grumbled, standing up and brushing off his own pants.

Renji stuck up his hand and Grimmjow grabbed it and yanked him up quickly, Renji stopping to brush off his pants as well.

"So-" Grimmjow started, but was then rudely interrupted by a boy with flaming orange hair.

"HEY!" Ichigo yelled in an obnoxiously loud voice, running over to the two boys standing in the middle of the schoolyard.

"Ichigo, you ass, I was in the middle of saying something important. Didn't your mom ever teach you any manners," Grimmjow griped.

"My mom's dead," he mumbled, the air around the three of them suddenly becoming tense. Ichigo's downcast eyes started to glisten slightly, almost as if he were on the verge of tears.

Grimmjow gulped uncomfortably and shuffled his feet a bit, holding his hands up in front of him in a "Whoa man," motion. "Hey, dude, I didn't mean anything by that," he grumbled awkwardly, not sure quite what to say. "I'm sorry man…" he trailed.

Renji, while the entire situation only kept getting more awkward and uncomfortable, just stood around and whistled a tune to himself, searching the sky for that chicken cloud he had seen earlier.

Ichigo, shoving all of his painful memories and emotions into a thick metaphorical box, nailing it and duct taping it shut, just to be sure that it was securely sealed, and then shoving it into the deepest, darkest recesses of his mind, turned to the other two boys and said nonchalantly, "So, what were you guys talking about before?"

Grimmjow stared at the orange-haired boy incredulously, opening his mouth to ask what the hell had just happened, but no words coming out. "Uh, wait, wha…?" he stuttered.

Renji, watching Grimmjow's speech fail him, piped up, "There was a chicken-shaped cloud in the sky earlier, dude! But this asshole here," he jabbed his thumb in the still confused Grimmjow's direction, "said that clouds can't look like chickens. And he said that chickens were birds! Can you believe that?"

Ichigo stared at the red head blankly for a moment, before turning his attention to Grimmjow, deciding not to even acknowledge any of that chicken business. "Yeah, but what were you gonna say before?"

Grimmjow ran his fingers through his teal hair, trying to put back together his 'cool persona.' "So tonight there is going to be this awesome party at Nel's house, you know, that really hot chick that just moved here? Yeah, well she's even got some badass connections and there's gonna be booze there, a shitload of it," he finished with a devious grin.

"Seriously?" Ichigo asked agitatedly. "Booze?"

"Yeah, dude. She's hookin' all of us up with anything that we could ever want."

Ichigo sighed dejectedly. "You are going to end up growing up and living in a trailer park, married to your cousin and being a fat ass, wearing stained wife beaters all the time," he said, his lip curling up slightly in disgust.

Grimmjow's blue eyes narrowed dangerously. "Hey, man. Let's get one thing straight here. I don't wear wife beaters, 'cause they're for fags." He turned to Renji. "Am I right?" he asked, waiting for the red head to back him up.

Renji, however, had missed the entire conversation, because he was in absolute awe.

During the exchange that had passed between Grimmjow and Ichigo, Renji had turned around to try and find that elusive chicken cloud. While he had been searching, something beautiful caught his eye. Something absolutely and without a doubt, drop dead gorgeous. Or rather someone.

It was love. For sure.

And for moments like these, he needed Momo.

Completely blowing off Grimmjow, he high-tailed it back into the school and began to sweep the entire school for the small, brown-haired girl (who was as flat as a ten-year old boy).

Stopping quickly in the middle of a forked hallway, the red head looked up the left side, his eye catching exactly what he was looking for:

Short: check

Brown hair: check

Flat as the great plains: fo'sho'

"Momo! Wait up! I need to tell you something important!" he yelled at her.

Taking the left hall, he ran up to her and spun her around, beginning to tell her what he had seen at a mile a minute; only to realize that it was Hanataro that he was talking to. Whoops.

"Heeeey! I'm not Momo!" Hanataro whined.

"Why not?" he cried dejectedly, shoving Hanataro carelessly into his locker as he made his way deeper into the school in his quest for Momo.

Ten minutes later and no closer to finding Momo than he had been before, also with his lunch period just about up, he flopped down on one of the benches that were randomly placed around the school in a funk.

"Shit, what am I gonna do now?" he mumbled to himself, rubbing his eyes tiredly with the heels of his palms.

"Oh, hey, Renji!" Momo greeted him, waving brightly.

Sitting right beside him on the bench.

Renji jumped about a foot off of the seat in surprise at the sudden greeting. He looked over and saw that it was the exact girl that he had been looking for! "Holy shit, Momo! I've been looking for you everywhere! Where the hell have you been?" he exclaimed, taking her by the shoulders and shaking her slightly.

"I-I wa-was t-taking Izuru t-to get help with hi-his English ho-home-work!" she forced out through her chattering teeth as Renji shook her.

Renji stopped shaking her suddenly and stared at her blankly, a look of understanding passing through his brown eyes. "Oh, well then."

Momo stood up and straightened her slightly disheveled clothing. "What did you need me for exactly, if you don't mind me asking?"

A huge, stupid grin spread it's way across Renji's face. Stupid enough to be almost scary and feel threatening. "Well, you see, I saw this guy…"

A/N: Buh-buh-buh!

xXxyaoixluverxXx: Cliff hanger! Bwahaha!

Andraiyel: No, not really. That was us just being lazy.

xXxyaoixluverxXx: You don't have to tell the readers that!

Andraiyel: I felt the need to do it, because it's true.

xXxyaoixluverxXx: I feel we scammed our readers with this chapter. An update full of NOTHING.

Andraiyel: That is because that is exactly what we did. And no, we're not sorry. At least I'm not.

Bootykallz: So, yeah, you guys should drop us a review. Even though we cheated you guys with this chapter, still. At least if you want us to pump out another update. If we get enough reviews, we'll do it sooner this time too! Plus, we redid California Gurls for all of ya XD

Andraiyel: Psst, xXxyaoixluverxXx thinks that me saying that we would get out an update sooner is really freaking funny, because she thinks it won't happen.