Maseko and Fakedo made their way to where the female's reiatsu was coming from. Fakedo had sorted out the plan in her head and then told Maseko. The plan was: Either Maseko or Fakedo would knock the female out of her gigai, then, they would knock her unconsious. Then, either Fakedo or Maseko would go into the Soul Society and demand two gigai's from the leader of Squad 12, whoever it may be. Then, they'd come back, and they would have their brand new, fully defensive gigai's. Go Them!
"So, got the plan straight, Maseko?" Fakedo asked.
"Yup, all in here." she answered, tapping the side of the head with her finger.
"Okay, just making sure." Fakedo said, leaning around the corner and spotting the female shinigami. She had black hair and her eyes were a strange color, a combination of violet and indigo. She was also wearing shinigami robes.
"That must be her." Maseko said, "But here's a problem. Where's her gigai?"
"Hmm, maybe it's at the place she's staying at?" Fakedo guessed.
"Maybe. Let's check at the Ichigo kid's house first. I have a feeling she may be staying there." Maseko said, turning around and heading toward the house that she had first walked into when she came to the town.
"Time to discard our old gigai's." Fakedo said, taking a small charm out of her pocket. The charm was circular and it had a small skull on it.
"You got it, buddy." Maseko said, taking a similar charm out of her pocket. They held it to their chests, and their souls were shoved out of their bodies. They finally saw each other how they saw each other when they first met. Maseko was long black hair held up in a high ponytail, and Fakedo had short, purple hair, cut in jagged lengths, "Wow, we look different." Maseko commented.
"Yeah," Fakedo said, jumping up to Ichigo's window and opening it from the outside, "come on!"
"Coming!" Maseko said, jumping up to the window and following Fakedo into the room. It was a small room, decorated with a bed, a desk, and not much else. The only irregular thing was, there were two lifeless bodies laying on the ground.
"That must be hers." Fakedo said, pointing to the petite, raven-haired body.
"Yeah. So, which one of us is gonna go?" Maseko asked no one in particular.
"I don't know. Do you wanna go?" Fakedo asked.
"Hmm, I guess... because I'm smaller than you..."
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"No! It's just that, if you haven't noticed, you happen to have a larger chest and a larger butt than me, Fakedo." Maseko said, averting her eyes.
"Fine, if I have such a big ass, you can go then!" Fakedo said, pushing Maseko's body onto the gigai. Maseko's soul was immediately absorbed into the gigai, and now the once buxom Maseko was now a flat-chested Rukia.
"Oh, I feel tall." Maseko said, looking up at Fakedo.
"It's what you get!" Fakedo said, sticking her tongue out at Maseko.
"Anyway, let's see if I can still open up the gates to the Soul Society." Maseko said, holding out her arms and spreading them apart rapidly. Suddenly, a huge pair of doors appeared in the room and opened widely, yet slowly.
"Well, see you later. Hey, do you have the pictures of our gigai's?" Maseko asked, holding out her hand.
"Yeah, of course. Here," Fakedo said, handing Maseko two, small, fullbody pictures of the two's previous gigai's, "see you later, chicka."
"Buh-bye." Maseko said, waving at her friend.
Once Maseko a.k.a. Rukia had found her way to the 12th division, she was already out of breath. Man, it has been a while since she's been in the Soul Society. She walked through the building, searching desperately for the captain's office. Once she found it, she knocked on the door.
"What?" A strange voice called.
"Um, could I come in? I have a request for a couple of gigai's." Maseko said.
"Hurry it up." The voice said. Obviously, Kisuke Urahara wasn't the captain of the 12th division anymore.
She walked in and the man before she made a weird sound escape her mouth. It was a mix between a shriek and a gasp, "Aah!- I mean, (cough) I'm pretty sick, sorry."
"What do you want, Rukia?" the man asked. From the tag on his desk, his name was Mayuri Kurotsuchi, and he was the captain of the 12th division.
"You talkin' ta me?" She said, pointing up at her face.
"Of course. You are Rukia, aren't you?" Kurotsuchi asked. No, you idiot. she thought.
"Yes, um, sorry, I'm just really sick." She said, putting emphasis on "really".
"Okay. Well, you said something about gigai's. What do you need?" he asked.
"Um, I need the latest version, in these forms." She said, handing him the two photos.
"Why do you need gigai's that look like this?" he asked, holding up the pictures.
"Um, because I just do. And, if you question it any further, I'll... sick my brother on you!" Maseko said, pointing furiously. She didn't really know who Rukia's brother was, but hey! It was worth a shot.
"O-okay, Miss Kuchiki. They'll be ready in a few minutes." Kurotsuchi said, walking into his lab.
After he was out of earshot, Maseko smiled to herself, "Hmph, that's what I thought."
A few minutes later...
"They're ready, Miss Kuchiki." Kurotsuchi yelled from his lab.
"Thank you, um... Captain Kurotsuchi." Maseko yelled. He soon came out of the lab with two female bodies hung over his shoulders.
"Would you like someone to transport these to the Living World?" he asked.
"No, I'll get them there, myself." She said, walking over to him, but then, stopping to think... "On second thought, yeah, could I get someone to help me?" she asked.
"Okay, I'll get Liutenant Abarai up here." Kurotsuchi replied, "Nemu!" he yelled, which made Maseko wince a little.
"Yes, sir?" Nemu said from the doorway.
"Would you go fetch Liutenant Abarai for me?" he asked.
"Yes, sir." she said, coming back a few minutes later with the red-haired liutenant.
"Yes, Captain Kurotsuchi?" Renji asked.
"Could you help Miss Kuchiki get these back to the living world?" he asked.
"Yes, sir." he said, bowing and taking one of the bodies from Kurotsuchi, which happened to be Maseko's. He slung the body over his shoulder and set his hand on her butt absent-mindedly. Maseko couldn't help but blush a bit. But, it didn't really matter, because she wasn't in the body.
"Let's go." Maseko said, getting Fakedo's body from Mayuri and walking out of the room.
"So, Rukia, why'd you come here in your gigai?" Renji asked her.
"Uh, um, it was just... troublesome, you know? Getting it on and off again." Maseko said, smling.
"Oh, well, I guess I understand." Renji said.
They eventually got to the Living world. When they arrived in Ichigo's room, Fakedo had to practically dive into Ichigo's closet to avoid being seen.
"Um, Renji?" Maseko asked.
"Yeah?" Renji asked, setting Maseko's body down on the bed.
"Um, when I next see you, don't mention this to anyone, including me. I just, don't wanna hear about it, okay?" she said.
"Sure, you got it, Rukia." Renji said, opening the gates to the Soul Society again.
"Thanks." she said, waving to him, "Bye." she said shortly.
"Bye, Rukia." he said, waving. The doors eventually shut and dissappeared. Wow, he's... something. she mentally sighed.
"The coast clear?" Fakedo asked from the cracked closet door.
"Uh, yeah. Hmm." Maseko said in a light tone. Fakedo climbed out of the closet and climbed into her new gigai.
"Uh, hello? Maseko, EARTH TO MASEKO, GET YOUR HEAD OUT ON THE IMPOSSIBLE LOVE CLOUDS!!" Fakedo said, hitting her contiuously on the head with her fist.
"I don't know, Fakedo, I think he's the one." Maseko said in the same light tone.
"The one?! You barely know him! And he doesn't even know you!" Fakedo yelled, slapping her in the face multiple times.
"But, Fakedo! I really want a boyfriend, and he's really cute!" Maseko yelled, grabbing holding of Fakedo's hand and slamming her down on the ground next to her.
"Ouch, you bitch!" Fakedo screamed. Maseko immediately gasped and helped her friend up.
"I'm sorry, I just-- I didn't mean to." Maseko said.
"Naw, it's alright. Just get into your gigai and lets get the hell outta here." Fakedo said, brushing herself off.
"Okay," Maseko climbed into her gigai and jumped out of the open window, followed by Fakedo. They looked to their left, and their right, since the coast was clear, they rushed off to where the felt Chad and Orihime's spiritual pressure coming from. They soon got the image of the two, and they slowed down a bit.
"Chad! Orihime!" Maseko called. Now's the time to test our new gigai's. And if it doesn't work, we'll just flee to another town. Maseko thought, looking at the small stuffed toy of Chad's shoulder.
"Hey, Nova!" Fakedo said, waving and smiling. Nova's head perked up and he saw the orange-haired woman waving.
"Hello." Nova shortly said.
"Hey, Nova!" Maseko said, smiling.
"Hello." he said cooly. They look a little different then from before.
"What are we gonna do now?" Maseko asked.
"Um, well, we were going to go to Urahara's shop." said Orihime shyly.
"Why's that?" Maseko asked. Why could they be visiting Kisuke Urahara, the former 12th division captain?
"Well, Urahara felt the spiritual pressure of Bounts and Arrancars, so he sent us out on a search. But, since we came up short, we should report back." a sqeaky voice said from behind Maseko. They turned around and saw Ichigo with the stuffed doll/mod soul in the shape of a bird resting on his shoulder.
"I-Ichigo!" Maseko yelled.
"You!" Ichigo yelled, pointing at Maseko furiously.
"What's your problem, Ichigo? Do you know her?" the bird asked Ichigo.
"Yeah! She's freakishly strong, and she doesn't like physical contact!" Ichigo ranted.
"So what?! It's your fault that you kept touching me! I told you I didn't like it!" Maseko yelled.
"He touched-- I'm gonna kick your ass, Kurosaki!" Fakedo yelled angrily, grabbing the collar of Ichigo's shinigami robes.
"Whoa, back off! Who are you?" Ichigo asked the furious orange-haired girl.
"Fakedo, the one that's gonna take your life, shinigami!" Fakedo yelled, grabbing the charm out of her pocket.
Maseko took action and slapped the charm out of Fakedo's hand, it landing a few feet away, "Stop it, Fakedo." she deadpanned, "He's not worth it." I bet he wouldn't even taste good. she thought rolling her eyes distastefully.
"What do you mean, 'not worth it'?! I'm plenty worth it!" Ichigo said, breaking away from Fakedo's grasp and drawing his zanpakuto. Fakedo smirked and started to run for the charm, but Maseko quickly grabbed her by the arm.
"Stop." she said flatly. Fakedo's eyes widened and her body relaxed, and Maseko let Fakedo's arm drop to her side, "Good."
"Good?! I want to fight!" Ichigo said, running toward Maseko and Fakedo with his sword high in the air.