Chapter Thirteen

Private Hanger

Tokyo International Airport

'Ishida-sama, we are ready.' Hirata informed Ryuken, who nodded and turned to the soul reapers.

Ryuken turned the airport official and acknowledged his stated with a nod. 'Well, shall we meet these famed demon hunters.' he said as all the soul reapers lined up on either side of the airplane door.

Ryuken had to admit that they certainly looked menacing standing the way they were. Who would not be frightened when you had men like Kuchiki Taicho, Madarame-san or Kurosaki-san who were a bit intimidating. He had noticed that virtually everyone from the ministry and airport staff gave them all a wide-berth, would not speak to any of the soul reapers unless they unavoidably had too. He couldn't blame these men from the real world as they stared at the female soul reapers; all of the women were quite attractive. It was like all their boyhood sex fantasies come true when you looked at them. Soul Society sure knew how to make them.

'What do you think they will look like. Think they're going to be funny looking.' Renji whispered to Ichigo who stood next to him.

'Renji, are you an idiot? They're not aliens. They just happen to not be Japanese.' Ichigo said looking at him as if he was stupid.

'I'm not an idiot! You bastard. This is the first time I will be meeting someone who isn't Japanese. And whatever I've learned about the real world is from watching tv.' Renji glared at Ichigo.

'Well, that answers that. I told you if you watched too much tv, you would get stupid. Goes to show what happens when you don't listen. Baka.' Ichigo retorted.

Renji started to retaliate when he noticed his captain staring across from him. He understood that look quite clearly. It said. "Stop. If you embarrassed the 6th company, I will make you regret it."

'I do hope there are some handsome men.' Matsumoto whispered to Rukia and Hitomi. 'This is one of the reason why do love coming to the real world. There are always sexy men to see here. Right, Rukia? This is your first trip to the real world, Hitomi; I will be able to show you what I mean.' Matsumoto winked.

Toshiro watched as Kyoraku and Ukitake smirked at Matsumoto's comment; and saw Byakuya frown, he sighed in annoyance. 'Matsumoto!' He reprimanded, but frown when the only response he got was a smile from her. She was totally hopeless when it came to following directions sometimes. He was about to give her another warning when the airplane door opened. He turned to see what this organization's best looked like.

Byakuya frowned as he listened to Matsumoto; he felt irritated with the fact he needed to be here. He could not help the anger pulsing through him. Instead of being in Soul Society investigating what Hisana could be up too, he had to be here to play babysitter for these demon hunters. There was absolutely nothing here that was of more interesting to him then that. Because he was annoyed, he looked for something to take his displeasure out on, Matsumoto caught his attention, he was about to censure her when they heard the airplane door open. He turned to watch the people stepping out of the plane and his eyes widen.

The man the first step down would be considered quite large in the real world. Byakuya could see this man had experienced a hard life, he could see it in his eyes. They were eyes of a man who had seen and lived through battle. But, stepping down the stairs came one of the most beautiful woman that he had ever seen either in Soul Society or the real world. She was quite petite, the top of her head would barely reach his shoulders. Her hair was a lush, blue-black color. He could see it was long, almost touching the back of her knees, braided with a black ribbon. It seem like she was wearing what the real world would call a pants suit, but it was fitted to her curvaceous body. She work a jacket that hugged the roundness of her breasts and the pants accented her curves.

Byakuya tried to not admire the line of her body, as she was escorted down the steps, but even a saint would find it hard not to appreciate her feminine figure. She was the embodiment of the perfect woman. He watched as Ryuken, the airport staffer and the ministry man walked up to greet her.

'Welcome to Japan, Lady Selene. My name is Daisuke Fujimoto, I'm from the Japanese Ministry. This is Kyo Hirata, the Japan Airport Manager, who will be in charge of handling your luggage and equipment. And this is Ryuken Ishida, as a special request from the Prime Minister himself, he will be your liaison with our office. Should you ever have a need of anything from the Japanese Ministry, please let him know and he will get word to us.' Fujimoto stated gesturing to the man beside him.

Ryuken bowed to the beautiful woman before him. 'I am very please to meet you, Lady Selene. If you are ever in need of me, please do not hesitate to contact me. I am looking forward to working with you.'

'Hello, Ishida-sama. The feeling is mutual. I would like to thank you for taking time to meet our flight.' Len smiled and bowed in respect.

Len Meeting the Japanese Delegation

Ryuken gestured to the 2 line of people behind him. 'Please let me introduce you to the group that has been sent by Yamamoto-sama for the protection of you and your people.'

Moving her toward the line on the right, Ryuken gestured to the two men on the left side to join them. One had the most wonderfully looking white hair that flowed pass his waist. He gave her such a friendly smile she couldn't help but return it. The other one, Len tried not to stare at him, she had to admit that he was quite a handsome looking man, but so unapproachable, his eyes, those dark grey eyes were so cold and distant. They reminded her of the hard metal steel that would not bend. He was a total opposite from the other man, his hair was black as night, his eyes held no welcome in them. She felt a slight shiver go through her as he looked at her. Len took a deep breath to calm her fast beating heart as she turned her back to focus on Ryuken introducing the two men with him.

'Selene-sama, please let me introduce Kyoraku Shunsui, Captain of the 8th Division in Soul Society.' Ryuken said gesturing a man dressed in a dark blue pin-striped suit, his dark hair tied back. His beard did nothing to hide the welcoming smile and his dark brown eyes glinted with mischief. But, it was the waistcoat he had on that made Len decide she liked him. His vest was light pink with white flowers and he wasn't afraid to let others see it. He really did remind her of Dean.

Kyoraku bowed. 'Welcome to Japan, Selene-sama. I look forward to getting to know you.'

'I am very happy to meet you Captain Kyoraku. I am also looking forward to getting to know you as well.' Len bowed back.

'This is Hitsugaya Toushiro, Captain of the 10th Division.' Len's eyes could not hide her surprise at meeting this captain. From all the information that she had read of Soul Society and how the Royal Court Guards were governed, he was quite young to hold a captain seat. He wore a white dress shirt, simple black tie, an olive/light-green striped sweater, dark blue slacks and a black jacket, with black boots. He really was good looking, exactly the type that Lily would be interested in. Hmm, that would be something to think about later.

He was about 6 inches taller than her, and she wondered if he was related to the other white hair man that was walking to her. He had light green eyes that even in this dark hanger seem to shimmer, but it seem like he was just as unapproachable as the other man. He had such a stern expression. Len would have to make sure that Dean didn't spend too much time with this captain. With Dean's sense of high jinks it might rub this captain the wrong way.

'It is a pleasure to meet you, Selene-sama. Please be reassured that while you are here, your safety and the safety of your people will be of the utmost importance.' Toushiro bowed.

Len smiled at his serious look. 'I have no doubt that you and your men will keep us safe.'

'Selene-sama, may I introduce Ukitake Juushiro, Captain of the 13th Division.'

Len turned to smile at the man with the long, white hair she noticed earlier. As he returned her smile, she knew that he along with Captain Kyoraku would be men she could get along well with.

Captain Ukitake had such welcoming light brown eyes. He was dressed in a dark royal blue suit, white dress shirt, light blue tie, and a matching light blue waistcoat. There was something about him that Len found interesting.

'It is an honor to meet you, Selene-sama. If you should every need anything, please do not hesitate to ask me.' Juushiro bowed to Len who smiled back.

'Thank you, Captain Ukitake. I will remember that. I hope that my team and I will be able to assist your world in the situation that you are all in.' Len said sincerely.

'And this Selene-sama is Kuchiki Byakuya, Captain of the 6th Division. It will be his and Captain Hitsugaya who will be in charge of the protection squad.'

Len tilted her head up to look into the coldest eyes that she had ever seen. His steel grey eyes held no warmth or welcome. Looking him over, she could not help but admire the man. Not one strand of his long black hair was out of place, he wore a series of silver tubes that clamped to his hair. And on any other man it would have probably looked strange and out of place, but on him, it just seem to work. He had on a dark black pin-striped double breasted suit, that fitted to his well-built body. He wore a light grey dress shirt and a black-grey striped tie. As she glanced into his eyes, an eyebrow raised up as if wondering what she was looking at. He did not say a word, as if it was her place to acknowledge him first. Who did he think he was, a prince or something. His attitude seem to rub her the wrong way.

To Len it felt like everyone was waiting on bated breath to see who would blink first. She could almost feel the tension that filled the hanger. Well, fine. If he wanted to be an asshole about it, she wouldn't play that game. She was better than that. She was taught be courteous and that was exactly what she would do, even if it killed her. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of making her feel unwelcome.

'I am honored to meet you, Captain Kuchiki.' Len grated out.

'Hmm, I believe that it would be.' Byakuya coldly stated.

It took everything in her not to grind her teeth in displeasure. 'Yes, well, the Winchester Organization is very hopeful that our knowledge and training will be able to assist you in this endeavor, it is our reputation of professionalism and expertise in hunting that makes us such a danger to demons.'

'We shall see, if your organization is as capable as everyone says.' Byakuya told her unconvinced.

'Are you questioning our skillfulness in demon hunting?' Len heatedly asked.

'Since I have only seen recorded battles, I will hold my opinions on the subject until I have had a chance to see them in action. The ability to battle an opponent can only be gauged when you are in the heat of combat.' Byakuya stated plainly.

Len tried to keep her irritation from showing. Geez, was there no limit to this man's arrogance.

'I will have you know that the men that have come with me are some of the best demon hunters in the world. Between the 8 of them, there is more skill, knowledge, agility and talent then you will find anywhere. You have only seen them on tape, so you don't get to see the perfect example of how graceful and fluid their movements are during they fights. You will not find a more qualified group of hunters then these men.' She said with pride. As she turned to introduce the man escorting her there was a commotion behind her, Len cringed. She knew there was only one person who would dare make a scene right now. "Dean, I'm going to kill you." she whispered looking back at the scene.

She noticed Captain Kuchiki's eyebrow go up again in that arrogant way and she could not help but winced. She knew exactly whose voice that was. 'God, she was going to kill, Dean. She would cripple him. She would make him hurt and keep hurting until she felt like stopping.' Len thought to herself.

Inside the Airplane (Occurring while Len is going through introductions)

Dean watched impatiently as Len was escorted down the stairs by Hawkins. Lily followed after with Parker, but he noticed that she was moving much slower than was necessary.

'Lilypuss, can you move your ass a bit faster. There are others here that would like to get off this plane.' Dean retorted.

Lily turned back smirking. 'Oh, Dean getting a bit claustrophobic are we? Well, you know that it would be just rude of me to interrupt Len during her initial introductions, don't you?'

'You are doing this on purpose. I know you are. You know I need to get of the damn plane and you are moving slow just to piss me off.' Dean growled.

Lily laughed at Dean. 'I have no idea what you mean.'

Dean glared at Lily. He had enough. He was given no choice about coming here, he was given no choice how about to get here, he had no control over the time it took to get here. But, damn it, he had a choice now. Whether to put up with Lily's silly game or to get the hell off this plane.

'I know you are going to give me a lecture later on manners and how a gentleman should treat a lady and I know I'm going to deserve it, so I'm saying sorry now, but..a desperate man needs to do desperate things sometimes when it's necessary and right now; me getting off this plane a.s.a.p. is necessary…sooo…' Dean warned as he gently but urgently moved pass Lily and Ben Parker.

He was in such a rush to get off the plane that Dean did not notice the evil grin that Lily had. As he passed her with his foot on the first step down, Lily stuck her foot out catching Dean's other foot which caused him to trip down the stairs. Dean tried to catch his balance by grabbing onto the railing of the door but his momentum down was too much and he toppled out, flipping over so he could land on his back, which would minimize how bad he would hurt later.

Dean closed his eyes on the impact and laid there trying to assess if he was hurt badly. After a few seconds knowing he was fine, he opened his eyes to see a set of beautiful blue-green eyes staring down at him in surprise. 'Umm, hi there. I was just so overwhelmed with your beauty that it knocked me off my feet. Yeah..that works. You believe me right.' Dean smiled up at her.

Hitomi stared down at the very attractive man that was laid stretch out in front of her. She was so surprised when he came tumbling out of the plane, though she had to admit it was quite funny. It took a lot not to laugh at him.

'I don't understand how you could say it was my fault that you find yourself in this position, seeing as to the fact you did not even see my face before you came flipping out of that door. So, no I must say I don't believe you, whoever you are.' Hitomi stated.

'Oh, Dean you just got served, buddy boy. What happen to all that 'Winchester charm?' Lose it did you? Need help finding it?' Lily teased.

As Dean stay sprawled on the floor, he and Lily began their usual glaring contest.

'Dean. Dean. For God's sake Dean. Get up off the ground. What the hell are you waiting for. Geez, everyone's staring at you. This is a great start to making an impressive introduction.' Sam scolding him quietly. 'And hurry up, you really don't want to see the look Len is throwing your way right now, bro. You are so dead, when we get out of here.'

Dean turned his head slightly and flinched as he saw the deadly look that Len was giving him. 'Oh damn, she is so going to hurt me.'

'Come on, Dean.' Sam put out his hand to him Dean to his feet. As he reached up to grab Sam's hand, he noticed the woman with the beautiful blue-green eyes move behind 'big-hooter' woman.

What happened next, Dean thought about later, was only something that could happen to him. Karma hated him, it really did. Because only karma would play with him like this. How was he suppose to know that the moment he stood up, not really steady on his feet yet, that Uncle Hawk who was upset with him, would come up behind him and slap the back of his head in annoyance.

It really wasn't his fault, how was he to know that once he got hit in the back of the head, he would lose his balance and fall forward into the cleavage of 'big-hooter' woman and because he was trying to keep from offending her, he tried to catch his balance and automatically put out his arms out in front of him.

Now, again how was he suppose to know that at the moment his hand went out that they would end up touching a breast of not only the beautiful blue-green eyed woman as she passed, but the short attractive black-hair woman on the right. He didn't mean to do it, but his hands automatically reacted and tightened, at the moment his face met up close and personal the breasts of 'big-hooter' woman. 'Oh, geez. Karma hates me, it really hates me. Karma really liked it when Len hurt him.' Dean thought. It was only when he heard the shocked gasps that he quickly released his hands.

'Oh my. I really do think that I should at least know your name, before you try to get friendly with me. Not that I wouldn't want too. I think you are quite cute.' Matsumoto flirted slightly.

'Matsumoto!' A voice called out in reprimand. 'Oh, taicho is not happy.' Matsumoto said. Straightening out as the man was violently pulled away from her. As Matsumoto watched the scene unfold in front of her, she could not help but smile in mischief. 'She would have to make the most of it.'

Sam looked shocked at the scene before him. 'This could only happen to Dean.' he thought. Sam moved to grab the back of Dean's shirt, he didn't expect the hands of the orange-haired guy to do the same thing and he could only watch as Dean flew back farther than he expected.

'Whoa..!' Dean screamed out as he flew threw the air. 'Oh shit!' Dean thought as he felt himself fly back and topple into a body behind him, both falling to the ground. Dean once again found himself on his back. 'At least, I landed on something and didn't hurt my back again.'

'Oooffh' a voice said from under him. 'Get off of me.' it said angrily.

Dean spun his head to see a dark-red hair guy below him. He couldn't help but stare. Dean had seen many strange and unusual things in the years he fought demons, but this guy had to be at the top of his list. Yes, Dean had seen red hair before, but this was red, crimson-red hair that spiked out around his head. If that wasn't strange enough, the guy had the weirdest set of eyebrows he had ever seen. 'Well, I think their eyebrows.' he thought. Unless it was tattoos, it looked like the tattoo artist might have been on drugs or something because they zig-zagged on his brow. As Dean felt the guy moved under him, it finally dawned on him how awkward their positions were and he tried to lighten it a bit.

'Hey, dude. Thanks for softening my fall. I probably have bruises from the last one and I wasn't looking forward to adding another set.' Dean jokingly said, but stopped when he saw the glare in the guy's eyes.

'I said get off of me.' the tattooed eyebrow guy said as he pushed Dean violently up.

'Hey, hey. Be careful or we will end up in the same position again.' Dean warned him as he felt himself shoved upward.

Dean didn't expect it. He really didn't. So he wasn't ready and felt himself propelled up and forward. Dean's eyes widen as he noticed that he was going to fall into the blue-green eyed woman again. 'Oh, come on! Give me a break, karma. Haven't you played with me enough, today.' he thought as this time he fell into her. He could feel her falling back, he hugged her and forced himself to catch his balance. Dean felt her breath on the nape of his neck and could not help but tighten his arms. She felt so soft, so delicate, so small.

'Geez, Dean you haven't even been properly introduced and here you are already getting fresh cupping a feel before getting a yes, is really jumping the gun don't you think?' Lily teased.

Dean looked down at the beautiful woman, who blushed. He was so annoyed with Lily. It's not enough that she pestered him the entire flight, didn't give him a moment's peace. Well, he didn't give her any either, but that was normal for them. He could put up with it, it was the going game between them. But, he would not put up with Lily bringing an innocent woman into it. That wasn't fair, he could not help but feel protective over this woman. He tightened his arms once more before releasing her and turning to Lily as she walked up to him and patted him on his back.

'So, Dean..' Lily smiled putting out her hand as she turned her body slightly to watch Len's deadly stare focused on Dean. She didn't expect Dean to turn around and push her arm away. Because she wasn't anticipating the push, she lost her balance, stepping backward. Her 5 inch heels were not meant to do quick back steps and tried to catch herself, but it wasn't going to happen. She fell back, closing her eyes and waiting for the impact of the floor. Suddenly feeling strong arms wrap around her waist, one hand spanning her stomach, while the other…?! Still with her eyes closed 'Oh, this is so not good.' Lily thought as she felt the other hand on a part of her body that strange men should not be touching. 'This is what I get for teasing Dean with the 'whole cup a feel'.

Opening her eyes, she found herself looking at a man with shimmering white hair and beautiful bluish-green eyes. She felt his body surrounding her. He had caught her and cradled her body to him as he kneeled on the floor. She blushed as he continued to stare down at her, his arms contracting around her. Trying to distract herself from staring back as he hugged her tighter, she looked down to see if everything was in working order and noticed his right hand covering her left breast. She didn't even think he noticed that he was doing it.

'Umm, thank you for catching me and I owe you one. But, I think your hand being friendly with my body is a bit too much to ask at a first meeting.' Lily said softly and smiled looking down at his hand.

Toshiro forced himself to stop staring at the gorgeous woman in his arms and listen to what she said. Following her gaze down to her chest. Toshiro could not help the blush that bloomed on his cheeks, pulling his hand off her breast, in embarrassment.

'I'm…I'm..I..apologiz….' Toshiro stuttered mortified at his action. He felt guilt and shame run through him. He could not believe this would happen. 'This could not get any worse..' he thought to himself, but he spoke too soon as he heard a voice…cry out. A voice, he did not need to hear at the moment. A voice, that he hoped would know better than to say anything, but this was Matsumoto, she couldn't help herself. Toshiro braced himself for the humiliation he knew was coming.

'Oh, Taicho!' Matsumoto bellowed out. 'I should have know, Taicho wouldn't need any help. I should have had more confidence that my Taicho could find a girlfriend. That it wasn't in my Taicho's character to fail in any mission. I have the most extraordinary taicho. You can count on me to support you, Taicho.'

Toshiro looked down at the woman in his arms and watched as her eyes widen in surprise. 'Girlfriend? Huh? Mission? What in the world..' he heard the woman whisper.

He turned to glare at Matsumoto, who only smiled back at him and to make matters worse she threw him a thumbs up sign. She really did spend too much time around Inoue-san. So, Toshiro did the only thing he could in a situation that dealt with her, which would not mount to anything.

He yelled 'Matsumoto!' As he got to his feet and help the woman in his arms stand and recover her balance.