There you go, you got it up to 50!!!! Thanks you so much!!! It wasn't too painful, was it? And this was posted a lot quicker than if I hadn't done that. :D

Well, you definitly deserve it, so here's the pudding! -passes out the pudding-


Toshiro had arrived at the Shinigami School, slightly out-of-breath. Frowning, he looked around, wondering where to go. Remembering how Unohana had said that she was left by an old mansion, he figured that it was better than nothing, so he set off again, remembering seeing it when he played around the area when he was little.

Finding it quickly, he halted. Now what? Slipping inside, he stomped on the floorboards, trying to find a hollow spot. Finding none, of course, he looked around for secret latches.

Halfway through, he realized how idiotic he was being, acting like he was in Hollywood movie or something. Shaking his head, he headed out back, not paying attention to where he was going. As it was, he passed right through the tree and literally fell down the stairs. Dazed, he got up, trying to get his head cleared. Once it was, he realized what happened. Almost laughing out loud at the good fortune, he touched the necklace in his pocket for good luck and descended down the stairs.

Once he reached the hallways, he hesitated, looking around. His plan didn't include going through maze-like corridors- that was for sure. Frowning, he looked around the hallways, and then picked a direction at random. He knew he would be lost soon, and he stopped, deciding to talk with Hyorinmaru.

"Do you know which way to go?" he asked quietly.

The dragon hesitated, than replied. "I feel her presence somewhere to the right."

Toshiro nodded, than took off. Following Hyorinmaru's directions, he managed to take all the right turns, and before he knew it, was standing in front of the doors. One was slightly ajar, telling him that someone had gone through recently. He cautiously went through it, and finding no one, went further into the room. Hearing voices, he immediately went to investigate.

A door flung open on the other side of the room, and Mitsuki and another girl hurried out. When she saw who he was, however, she froze. They regarded each other for a moment, than her face hardened. "What are you doing here?" she said, fury etched into her features.

He didn't let it faze him. Of course she'd be angry. "I'm here to apologize, Mitsuki. What I did was wrong, and I'm trying to make amends. Please, come back." He pleaded, his voice soft. She hesitated, her face softening a bit, but she shook her head. "I can't, Toshiro. I never belonged in the Soul Society, and I don't belong with you. Please, leave me alone… I need to rescue Chiyo. As her best friend, I need to look after her."

"Mitsuki…"

"No." she said firmly. Seeing his despair, she almost forgave him, but she couldn't. The pain was still fresh in her heart, burning away everything she once felt. Turning to Chiyo, she said, "Come on, I know the way out."

Chiyo didn't budge. Her eyes had suddenly turned to slits, and fire danced behind them. "Who says I want to go?" she said, voice low.Mitsuki stared at her. "Chiyo, you've got to come. You don't know what Ryuu is capable of. I don't want you to turn out like me…"

"I never wanted to be you!" Chiyo screamed. "You can't even stand up for yourself, always depending on others. Did it ever occur to you that maybe my death was planned?"

Mitsuki stumbled backwards. "He said he killed you…because he wanted to…" Once again, her world was crashing down around her, and she was falling farther than she had imagined. Chiyo, her friend, had betrayed her, and now everything seemed clearer. All the deceptions and lies that had been thrown her way had been unraveled- Chiyo had never truly been her friend. She had only been used, and now she had thrown away everything that had truly loved her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a piercing pain in her chest. Looking down, she saw a sword thrust through it, and she slowly looked up, seeing Chiyo on the other end, a malicious smile on her face. "Anyone who opposes Ryuu, no matter how strong, will be killed. And that includes you, Mitsuki." Chiyo spat. After cruelly twisting her sword, she pulled it out of her chest. "May you rest forever in Hell." She said.

With a strangled yell, Toshiro whipped out Hyorinmaru. He raced forward, but Chiyo was ready and dodged easily. "What, do you think you can beat me, kid?" she sneered. "I'm older than you by far."

Toshiro paused, forcing himself to calm down. Hasty decisions like this had proved to be near fatal in the past, and he still remembered that time with Aizen. Hands clenching together tightly, he looked at her, his blue-green eyes reduced to mere flints. "You may be older than me." He said quietly, "But you'll never have the chance to correct your mistake of challenging a Captain of the Soul Society."

A shadow passed over Chiyo's face, but it was gone in an instant. She raised her weapon, Mitsuki's blood still dripping off of it. "Well, Captain, let's get to it. Dance, Onryou!" she yelled.

Toshiro didn't waste a moment. Not bothering with Shikai, he went strait to Bankai, feeling an odd sense of release when he felt the ice dragon meld with his body. His face a set mask of cold indifference, he pounced forward, sword extended. Chiyo dodged, aiming a swipe at his wings, but he whipped his tail around, catching her unexpected and sent her crashing against the wall. She recovered swiftly, a murderous gleam in her eye. "Paralyze, Onryou!" she whispered, and a dense fog immediately surrounded Toshiro. Coughing, he stumbled back, but to his horror he couldn't move.

The fog thinned, revealing Chiyo, who now had a satisfied look. "Walked right into that one, didn't you? Hard to fight when you can't move." Ignoring his death stare and the obvious drop of temperature, she continued. "Honestly, Ryuu, Kiyoshi and I had no idea how well this plan would work. I must admit it was pretty clever- get you two to leave the Soul Society unprotected, then attack them while you were occupied. The fools won't know what hit them."

"They'll know. All of the Soul Society is on alert." He managed to croak, trying desperately to loosen the bonds restricting him.

Chiyo laughed. "Silly boy. Right now they'll be chasing down all of Ryuu's slaves who escaped and not paying attention to the surrounding countryside, where he'll be coming with a greater army than the puny ensemble the Society had to offer. But no matter- you'll be dead soon anyways, so you won't have to deal with it." She said, and then quickly lashed out, the point aimed for his neck.

She didn't expect to hear the ring of steel against steel. Throughout her narrative, Toshiro had felt the bonds loosen, and he had battled against them and broke free. He smirked when he saw the astonished look on her face, and with a simple flick he sent her zanpaku-to spinning. She screamed, and lunged after it, but Toshiro dodged in front of her. "I don't think so." He snarled. "First, you plot against the Soul Society, and as a Captain, it is my duty to stop you. But most of all, you killed Mitsuki, and for that I will not forgive you, even if you were her best friend. Your time has come, Chiyo."

Eyes wide, she uselessly raised her arms to stop the column of water that was shot toward her. Frozen into a single block of ice, she did not feel the sword slice through her body.

Toshiro watched as the block of ice that contained Chiyo fall into two separate chunks, then disappear into a thousand sparkles.

Dismissing his Bankai, he closed his eyes for a second, sending a silent prayer to the heavens. Though Chiyo hardly deserved a spot in their ranks, he still wished her soul would become that of a star, so that Mitsuki could watch over her as the moon forever.

His plead finished, he turned around and returned to Mitsuki, cradling her softly in his arms.


Dang, I hate writing fight scenes. So if this sucks, you know why. Oh, and Onryou means 'Revengeful Ghost'. Kinda fits Chiyo, dosn't it? Anyways, I like how this turned out, so no more updating again till 65 reveiws! XD I know I'm mean...

And a random memo: I had re-written this chapter too many times to count, and if it weren't for the ispiration from the song End of All Hope by Nightwish, I don't know if I would have finished it. Anyways, next treat is... -gasp- not food, but Bleach plushies!!!!