Ecka: I hope this is good.

Don't worry it will be!

Ecka: Knowing you, it would be crap.

Knowing you, nothing you say is true.


Chapter 1

"Nice one sis!" Rukia cheered. Hisana gave her a kind smile and focused her attention to the forming crowd. They were on one of their missions. They had to snipe some hot-shot named Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. Hisana smirked in content and kept her gun.

"That was rather quick," Hisana commented as she straightened her outfit. She was wearing a black sweater, a white skirt and black heels. "Shit! My skirt has gunpowder!"

Rukia let out a small chuckle. She was also wearing a black sweater but wore jeans and boots. "It's your fault for wearing something white," she said as she started going down. Hisana soon followed after one last glance at her now bleeding and dead victim.

"Well, is it my fault they had to call us all of a sudden?" Hisana complained. "Seriously, they should let the others do the work!" Soon, they were already in their white Volvo, driving back to headquarters.

"Well, it's your fault that you insisted to shoot," Rukia snapped back. Rukia maneuvered the car, almost hitting a pedestrian.

"RUKIA!"

"What?!"

"How many times have I told you to be careful while driving?"

"Hisana, it was that bastard's fault for being so blind!" Rukia said as she tightened her grip on the wheel.

Hisana rolled her eyes, "From now on, I drive."

"You can't do that!" Rukia barked. She sped through the streets, beating some red lights and almost running over some people.

"Yes I can. If you don't want that to happen, you should stop glaring at me and watch the road."

The two went on squabbling on who should drive and why. When they arrived at headquarters they were greeted by a guard.

"I.D. please," the guard said. He wore black glasses and had black hair and moustache.

"Iba, we've been through here a hundred times! Can't you remember our face?" Rukia joked. The two ladies showed their IDs and made their way to the boss' office to report.

"Oi! Rukia!" an orange-haired boy approached. "Nice shot out there. It's all over the news!" Rukia rolled her eyes.

"Idiot! Hisana was the one who killed that bastard." Rukia pointed out.

"Oh? Well, nice job Hisana, as always."

"Thanks Ichigo," Hisana gave him a smile and continued walking, Rukia following soon after.

They arrived at a huge oak wood door. Hisana knocked and the two entered when they heard a low 'Come in' from the inside.

"Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez has been eliminated," Hisana said in a monotone voice.

"Very good. Your pay is already in your bank accounts," Yamamoto said. "I had already sent Rukia's as well."

"Do we have any more missions, sir?" Hisana asked.

"None at the moment, but by tomorrow you might have something lined up," the old man said. "You are dismissed." The two ladies were escorted out of his office and were left alone in the empty corridor.

"Do you wanna go home, or drop in on the others?" Hisana asked. Her sister quirked an eyebrow and put her hands on her waist.

"Are you serious? It's getting late y'know…" Rukia started, "and you need to get some rest."

Her sister rolled her eyes. Rukia was such an old hag sometimes. "You have no right to order me around. FYI I am older than you."

"But Hisana, the doctor said-" Hisana immediately covered her lil' sister's mouth.

"Shh! Not here Rukia." She let go of her sister and looked around to see if anyone was there. When she was sure it was clear, she let out a sigh. "I told you, you are not allowed to talk about that anywhere or to anyone."

"But sis, they'll find out sooner or later," her sister said quietly, her eyes showing a bit of sadness.

Hisana patted her head and gave her a sweet smile. "Don't worry! I can handle myself. The doc also said that it's still curable," she said in a cheerful voice.

Rukia looked at her sister and managed to force out a small smile. "Yeah, you're right. I'm just getting jumpy."

Hisana started walking toward the elevator. "Do you want me to leave ya?" Rukia quickly entered the elevator. "By the way, I drive."

"Hisana, drink your pills!" Rukia shouted, chasing her sister around the penthouse. Seriously, sometimes her sister goes into second childhood. She had been chasing her for the past 30 minutes, just to make her sis drink her medication.

"No! They taste bad!" Hisana complained childishly. She pulled down her eyelid and stuck out her tongue towards the panting Rukia.

"Come on! You are acting so immature!" Rukia scolded as she waved the bottle of pills in the air. Hisana quickly grabbed it and ran behind the sofa.

"Rukia, I'll take them when I see fit," she said calmly as she played around with the bottle. "Now, you go to sleep!"

"Only if you go to your room!" Rukia said, not wanting to back down.

"Only if you don't drive again with me as the passenger!"

Rukia groaned. "Again with that!"

"It's your fault for being careless!" Hisana said.

"But… you… Argh! I give up!" Rukia declared. She waved an imaginary white flag around, signaling her surrender.

"Gotcha!" Hisana squealed. "I win!" As she was jumping up and down in victory, she heard her phone ring. She fished out her phone from her bag and read the message. "Hmm…"

"What is it?" Rukia asked as she peered over her sister's shoulder. Hisana threw her phone back into her bag and twirled to face Rukia.

"We have another one."

"Who is it this time?" Rukia asked, bored.

"We have two lil' vics. One's Aizen Sosuke, the other's Ichimaru Gin."

"Those drug lords and gambling lords?" Rukia asked as she could only imagine who would want them dead.

"Yup. You take care of Ichimaru, I take Aizen." Hisana heard a disappointed sigh from her sis. "What's wrong?"

"Have you ever seen Ichimaru Gin before?" she asked, rather annoyed.

"No, why?" her sister asked innocently.

"Here." Rukia took one of the newspapers and threw it onto the coffee table in front of them. "Now you know why."

Hisana stare at the picture on the front page and felt a shiver go down her spine. Ichimaru had whitish-silver hair and had a perpetual fox smile. "Creepy…"

"I know! So can I get rid of Aizen? Please oh, please oh, please?" Rukia begged, her hand in a praying position. Rukia saw her sister nod and squealed with glee. "Oh thank you oh so very much sis!" Rukia chirped as she hugged her sister.

"Yeah, whatever, just do you job, okay?" Hisana said, trying to push away Rukia, to no avail. "Would you please let go?"

Rukia immediately released her from her hug and started to ask about the details. "When, where and how?"

"Well, the client said that it's up to us on how we finish them. For when and where, there's going to be an event tomorrow night. It's a cocktail part, lots of drinks, important people… the usual. It's going to be held in the Las Noches Hotel at 7 pm."

"I see…" Rukia narrowed her eyes and stared into the window. "How about we slice their throat?" she suggested.

"No, the client said to not make it too messy," Hisana explained.

Rukia scrunched up her brows, trying to think of a non-messy assassination. "Poison?"

"Why not? Injection or in take?"

"I prefer drugging their drinks. I'm not that good with syringes y'know."

"Well, food poisoning it is!" Hisana exclaimed, clasping her hand together. She then thought of another matter, "How do we put it in their drinks?"

"Like we always do!" Rukia said as-a-matter-of-factly. "We seduce them and when they turn their backs, we drug them. Besides deciding on how to kill them, there's another matter that we need to attend to?"

Hisana raised her eyebrows, "And what's that my dear lil' sister?"

Rukia grinned, "Our outfit!"

That's it!

Ecka: That's it?

Yup, that's it!

Ecka: Seriously?

Yep!