A/N

Do remember that I am incapable of making sense and stringing events together so at least they sound like they are supposed to go together. And just to mention, some of the things that the characters say have actually been said by them in real life, so BEWARE. And also? Some of the randomness things they do are based on what we do in Gym classes. .Enjoy!. NO wait why are you bothering?

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Ooh ramen, Tifa thought.

Glancing at Saiko, she stole a cup of instant ramen from Saiko's stockpile and proceeded to fetch boiling water.

Saiko was having another one of her fits…over nothing. Still eyeing Saiko, she suddenly realised that she was overfilling her ramen cup with boiling hot water.

"Shit! Fuck! Oh! Crap! Ow! Shit! Whaat the hell?!?!"

Everyone abruptly stopped chatting and stared at Tifa. She scanned the five faces staring at her. Mochi looked at her with mild interest, Hoshika raised an eyebrow at her soaked pants and raised both when she spotted a puddle forming on the ground.

"Sighh, T.Y, if you really insist on being called that, what did you do?" Hiyori was the first to break the silence.

"Dude," Saiko deadpanned at her, "Look what you did, loser. You freaking screwed up the freaking carpet. My freaking carpet. Oh, you are so cleaning that up and— What. What?! What are you doing with my ramen!" her voice rose from an annoying whinge to a scary scream.

Tifa grinned sheepishly. "Heh heh… you want some?" she said, backing away as Saiko took two steps towards her.

"Lol, can I have the msg?" Shioru asked, breaking the tension.

"Mine. No msg for you."

"Oh stuff you, Tifa," Shioru retorted.

As Tifa proceeded to clean up her almighty mess, she recounted the somewhat uneventful last few days. Except for the time when Saiko was acting all emo with Hoshi as her emo friend. Which we then found out it was because she just saw into the future. And then it just so happened that Mochi already knew her Zanpakutou's name and knew how to use it and like PWNED the massive thing with three faces.

No she didn't, she passed out, said a calm voice in her head.

"Huh?" Tifa wondered aloud. "Oh. Right. Yeah…uh….huh?" She looked up only to find everyone staring at her weirdly as if she was going mad.

Flashing everyone a cheesy grin, she distanced herself from the group and went upstairs.

Maybe I am going mad, she thought. Or……? Heck, I must have a double personality or something, ne? She absentmindedly paced the corridor.

THUMP.

"Gaaaaaaaahh!"

Mochi bashed into Tifa when she decided to follow her up the stairs while reading that book. Still intently staring at the page, she looked up to find Tifa on the floor.

"Oh. Sorry," was her nonchalant and unassuming apology.

Still crumpled on the ground, Tifa blinked twice at Mochi. A stoned expression replaced her scowl. Dusting herself off, she was just about to escape into the bathroom when Mochi said quietly, "You're not going mad, by the way, if that's what you're thinking."

How does she know?! Tifa panicked. "Wha— what do you mean? Am I going crazy? My inner voice or whatever keeps annoying me."

"Nope. You'll find out soon enough." Mochi twitched the corner of her mouth to form an ever so slight smile.

Tifa leaned over the railings at the top of the staircase, watching the others playing some card game. "What's happening? I want to find out."

Saiko's loud and pretentious voice interrupted her thoughts. "Unoooo!"(1)Saiko raised up both her arms in victory as she dragged out the last syllable, revealing to everybody to her final card. "Awww, shit. Don't you even dare change the colour, Bakari." She narrowed her eyes at Hiyori, just as she was about to put down a wild card(1).

"Eeeeeeeeeee! I want to play!!" Tifa screeched as she ran down the stairs dragging Mochi along behind her.

******

After several rounds of screaming, slapping, scratching, winning, losing, flailing, and most importantly, failing, each lay spaced out and dead, slumped somewhere near the table. Every, single, person was beat from two hours straight of intense arguing, malicious nail-digging and I-will-claw-out-your-eyes scratching, and they were definitely not afraid to show it. Each looked like a total stoner sprawled on the sofas and the floor. You'll have to say, not much of it was actually card playing; Saiko repeatedly threw her cards at/on people whenever she lost, which was -ahem- very quite often; Mochi kept "cutting(2)" to annoy people; and everyone else was bickering over the rules and which is a '6' and which is a '9'.

Then after a momentary silence, which was a significant change from moaning and sighing and 'gahh-ing', Hiyori suddenly piped up. "Hey let's play snap!"

All of a sudden, the same six people with the same stoned faces brightened, and seemed to forget how utterly dead they were, from playing Uno for god's sake, never mind snap.

"Yeah okay!! Play snap, play snap!" Tifa sat up.

Saiko shot up from the floor at an alarming rate, muttered something like, "play-snap-yes-go-oh-wait-cards! I'll get them nowwww-shit," and stumbled off, returning after at least ten minutes with her Mozart* cards she got from Europe.

Saiko squared her shoulders and dealt out the cards, only two seconds later to have them re-dealt by Hoshika as she shook her head at the dealing noob, who kept skipping people or accidentally giving them half the deck.

"We're snapping the same suits, by the way. Last person to snap the pile gets the cards!" said Hoshika in a matter-of-fact-you-should-know-this-by-now tone.

"We know the game back to front, Hoshi-hoshi." Hiyori smiled sweetly at Hoshika.

As the game commenced, everyone crowded around the growing pile of cards in the middle. Each stared intently, too immersed in their game that each time anyone mistook a 10 for an ace, everyone followed suit and swiftly shoved their hands towards the pile.

"awiehnobasojdifba. False alarm!" Tifa grudgingly swept the cards towards herself.

Every time Saiko was the last to snap, she decided to compensate for her losing and even things out by painfully slapping the shit out of everyone else's hands.

After a long, long night the six 'lil shinigami lay exhausted on their beds, the back of their hands covered with scratch marks and red and obnoxious crescent-shaped indents, all except Saiko, the little bitch.

******

It was cold.

Numbingly cold.

Where am I?

Meh, this feeling kinda reminds me of the fridge from the hotel. What happened? Oh, yeah. I froze to death. I suppose this is a nightmare? Of my death? But everything is so blank and white...plus there's no food...

Tifa Yuri stood in the midst of an endless white snow mist. She gazed around. Everywhere she looked was an endless stretch of blank nothingness. What she supposed was the ground was white. The sky was white. Wherever she looked was dizzying whiteness. She screwed up her face, trying to remember how on earth she got to this cold, empty place. Solitude engulfed her. She couldn't remember anything, she could barely remember who she even was; even her existence seemed trivial. Tifa took two steps. It felt and looked like she was walking on air. It barely felt like she had even moved. She continued walking, trying to keep roughly to what she thought was a straight path.

Suddenly Tifa stopped abruptly. She glimpsed a shadow of a person out corner of her eye. Tifa quickly whipped her head around, craning her head to spot the shadow she had glimpsed, but wherever she looked, there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Hello?" She called out uncertainly.

I must be hallucinating, Tifa thought. This stoner place is making me see things.

She went back to walking aimlessly.

Well isn't this gay. Is this a dream?

She pinched herself hard, and felt the pain running through her arm.

Fff. I guess not.

After a few minutes of walking —or could it have been a mere few seconds?— she stopped. She had completely lost her sense of time...and space. And the blank stony whiteness of her surroundings was starting to make her frustrated and impatient.

But she felt something, someone's presence. Someone's reiatsu? No, it couldn't be. Not in this desolate place. Maybe they were somewhere outside of this snow mist?

She quickened her pace.

Though the scenery around her didn't change, she felt like she was getting closer. But... closer to what? She definitely felt like something was attracting her towards whatever direction she was heading.

She broke into a run. Then suddenly without notice she suddenly ran out of the mist and into a landscape of snow capped mountains and halted abruptly. She didn't see it coming; one minute she was running towards nowhere, then the next, an opening out of the mist appeared a few meters away from her.

She looked back and blinked twice. All she saw was a small white cloud...of ice crystals? She couldn't believe she got lost in that. Had she been going in circles, all this time?

She stood in a scene of mountains and snow and all that was winter. No wait, ice mountains? Glaciers? What is this place? It seemed to be night-time here. The sky was a dark, dark midnight blue. No stars were present, just a very large pale white moon. Tifa stared dumbfounded at it. She still felt the sensation of being attracted to something. Attracted to that huge moon? She shook her head in disbelief.

Without warning, the moon seemed to shine a beam of light on the ground a few meters away from Tifa. She stared wide-eyed as mist began to materialise roughly in the shape of a person within the circle. The beam of light disappeared and a pale woman took its place. Looking up, her eyes met Tifa's, both of which were the exact same shade of midnight blue.

Tifa broke the silence.

"Who are you?"She asked flatly at this strange woman.

"Nani?!" was her reply. The woman now looked a little stunned at Tifa's slowness, and also a little angry.

"Um, sorry, I, oh, have we met before? 'Cos I don't remember you from-HEY WAIT THATS MY LINE!" Tifa's voice went from a timid stutter to an accusing sharp yell.

"What? NANI? Like hell it's your line. I use it just about every minute of the day!" shot back the white woman.

Tifa narrowed her eyes.


"'Sif!" Tifa shot back. "IT'S SO MY LINE! And who the hell— HEY, HEY WAIT! 'LIKE HELL': THATS MY LINE TOO. OH MY GAWD!" Tifa was fuming.

The white lady sneered at the mad, little girl standing in front of her. "Its not my problem if you have anger management issues, Tifa Yuri."

The scowl on Tifa's face turned into an expression of shock. "What— Where— How do you know my name?" Tifa skipped from sentence to sentence, cutting each off in her surprise.

"How can I not know it? I am part of you; born directly from your soul, but until now, you weren't ready, so I did not show myself. Since you became a shinigami, I have dwelled inside you, sleeping a deep sleep, until you were ready to awaken me," the white lady explained herself calmly.

Huh?

"So you're the person who keeps talking to me in my head…. Ahh. I get it now."

The woman in front of her nodded solemnly.

"Who are you?" Tifa repeated the same words she said when they first met. Her tone, though, was different.

"I am Hyosesu, But the question is: are you, Tifa Yuri, going to be my wielder?" answered the so-called Hyosesu.

Tifa's eyes widened in understanding.

This lady is the spirit of my soon-to-be Zanpakutou, she is a part of me, and no wonder she knew all my catch phrases. "You, you're going to be my zanpakutou?"

"It is not up to me to decide whether you will wield me. It is up to you to force me into submission. Call out, 'By moonlight, freeze,' and then follow through with my name, and I will come," said Hyosesu smoothly.

Tifa nodded. With a determined look on her face, she raised her hand and shouted, "By Moonlight, FREEZE, Hyosesu!"

Hyosesu vaporized into ice crystals, slowly floated towards Tifa's outstretched hand and condensed into a white blade. A blue ribbon floated from the hilt and between the hilt and the guard was a single, thin layer of ice. The guard itself was a circular blue ring, the colour very much like the ribbon. When Tifa raised her new zanpakutou up to the air, its blade caught and reflected the moonlight, illuminating her surroundings and her vision with a blinding white light.

******

Tifa woke up. She was still lying in her bed, the dream still clearly etched in her consciousness.

Now what kind of dream was that? Craaazy…yet it was so realistic.

She raised her right hand up to scratch her head, but stopped when she realised she was holding something relatively heavier than a soft toy. She held the object up against the light from the window, and it immediately caught the moonlight and began blindingly reflecting the light everywhere into the room.

Now that, creeps me out. Didn't that happen in the dream?

Tifa held the object closer. Was it a zanpakutou in its shikai form? At this time of the night, it was too dark to tell, but it was the first time she made the effort to examine it, since she woke up, at least. She held it up against the moonlight once more and the blade reflected the moonlight wildly once again. This time her eyes caught the glare and images of her realistic dream flashed in her mind.

"OMG! It's not just any old zanpakutou, it's mine!!" Tifa cried out aloud.

She ran to wake up Shioru and tell her the news. "Shioru, SHIORU!! Get up, you lazy bum! I got my thing-thing!"

Shioru didn't respond.

"Shioooru! Shiiooooooruuuu!" Tifa repeated as she shook her roommate.

Shioru just laid there, defensively clutching her teddy, completely unaffected by Tifa's shaking.

Not deterred by Shioru's lack of enthusiasm and lack of consciousness, Tifa held up her zanpakutou up against the moonlight once more and reflected it directly into Shioru's face.

"What the hell?? What's with this light? Turn it- Tifa…?" Shioru trailed off as she saw Tifa glowering above her, with a sword raised up above her head. Shioru backed away from her when Tifa lowered her arms and the light disappeared.

Tifa grinned broadly at Shioru. "Guess what?!" She held up her zanpakutou. "I got my zanpakutou!! Wooooh!"

"You what?" Shioru was still groggy from waking up, and lights were still blinking on and off around her head. "Wait, what? You got your zanpakutou?" Shioru spotted the white sword in Tifa's hand. "Come on, at this time of the night? It's a few minutes past midnight!" she said as she glanced at the digital clock.

Tifa shrugged. She proceeded to explain in detail to Shioru about how a white lady appeared in a dream, turned into the white zanpakutou, how white light illuminated her sight and her surroundings when she held it up into the moonlight, and how she woke up with it in her hand and bleh, what was she supposed to do now?

"Mochiii!! Wake up! What the heck am I supposed to do now??" She yelled vaguely towards where Mochi was sleeping, since she had been there, done that, and found her zanpakutou's spirit. "Saiii!!! Get up!!" She briefly flashed the reflection of moonlight onto her face before Shioru yanked Tifa's wrists away from the window.

"Shut up! Don't wake up Saiko!!!! You wanna freaking die?" shushed Shioru. Tifa, obviously lacking any common sense, momentarily forgot the consequences she would indeed have to face if Saiko was disturbed during her beauty sleep.

Saiko rolled over in her bed, muttering almost incoherent words.

"What was that?" Shioru and Tifa froze, praying that Saiko wouldn't wake up and murder them all.

Ring-ding-ding…Ring-ding-ding….

From where Tifa and Shirou stood, they could hear a faint ringdingding-aringdingding coming from her bunk.

"Huh?" asked Tifa.

Immediately Saiko awakened, shot up, hit her head on the roof, came toppling over the side and crashed right next to Hoshika.

"Ow fffff. What is this wtf-ery?"

"Saii..! I don't care if you're going on your late night trip to the kitchen, just be quiet!" complained an extremely irritated Hoshika.

"Ring-ding-ding! Wake up Bakawaka!"

"(3)Nan da yo!?" yelled Hoshika, her voice muffled by her pillow.

"It's time to get up! Now go! You go! I'll go! Dammit, let's all go!" Saiko stood up and bounced loudly on Hoshika's bed, making the whole bunk tremble.

Suddenly the lights flashed on and the people who were awake screwed up their faces in the presence of the incandescent light.

"What the hell are you guys doing? Quieten down, the whole neighbourhood can probably hear you!" said Mochi, who was standing next to the light switch, looking pretty tattered and beat for the almighty Mochi Kanda.

"Huh? Wah? Eugh? Is it time already? Why didn't my pretty-ful alarm clock ring?" Hiyori's groggy, yet cheery voice rang out.

"No, it's not time to go, it's… still a few minutes past midnight," replied Shioru, who was still adjusting to her bright surroundings.

"What?! Why did you wake me up for?" whinged Hoshika, her eyes still half closed.

"Who turned the light on then?" asked Hiyori.

"Then why was it all bright and sunny? The sun shined its laser light rays at my face! " questioned Saiko, as she looked out of the window only to find that it was indeed, still night time.

"So WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS DOING GODDAMMIT!?"

Two short seconds of uneasy silence followed Mochi's outrage. Mochi stared at Hiyori who glanced vaguely at Hoshika, who turned and glared at Saiko, who shrugged and pointed at Shioru who was nudging Tifa in the ribs the whole time.

Then all six shinigami-in-training started talking at once.(4)

"Isn't it time to go? Someone turned on the light and oh-noes I need to shower!"

"Bakari, what's going on?"

"Hey guys!"

"Bakawaka!"

"Guuuuys!!"

"Dude. Why the hell did you wake me up? Retard! Can't you see its midnight? Or do you lack the ability to tell the time?"

"It's freaking dark outside, how can any of you think it's time to go?"

"GUYS! Shut the Fu….aaark up!!!!" Tifa in a desperate attempt, raised her Zanpakutou once more to the moonlight and illuminated the room again with the brilliant glaring light.

"Aaarrgg!" Shouted everyone in unison while they attempted to shield their eyes from the glare.

The stoned expressions on everyone's faces resulted in Tifa doubling up on the floor, laughing. Half a minute later, she stood back up, oblivious to the fact that everyone was bleakly staring at her. As she stood up, her sword briefly reflected the room light again for a minute second, enough for everyone to catch a glimpse of the annoying object that sent them into seizures of flashing white lights blinking on and off around their heads.

"So…." Completely forgetting about her zanpakutou, she stretched up into a yawn, flailing her sword too close to Hiyori's face.

"Wahh, T.Y, why are you holding a white sword?" Hiyori backed away, staring horrified at the sharp object that obviously had wandered too close to her face.

Tifa looked up, raised her eyebrows at the forgotten object in her hand and exclaimed, "Oh yeah!! Look, look, look!! I got my zanpakutou!!"

"Reaally!" Hiyori immediately brightened and leapt up to examine its thinness, her face falling when she realised it wasn't exactly paper thin.

"It's not yours! It can't be yours!" Saiko snatched it from the grasp of Hiyori, and was very interested in blinding Hoshika once more with bright light.

"Mada. You're just jealous you haven't gotten your's yet, baka."

"No! Besides, you shouldn't really be talking because I bet you're gunna be the last one to release yours!"

Mochi stood on the side, thinking. Tch. What's so exciting about getting your zanpakutou?

"You knew, didn't you?" Kanda's voice interrupted her thoughts. "You knew that she also had her zanpakutou's spirit communicating with her, yet you didn't say anything."

"Tch. I had to think I was going insane, no one told me it was my stupid sword. So tough cookies,"Mochi said vaguely, in her head.

"When did you get it?" Everyone abruptly quit talking.

"Uh… a few minutes ago... I woke up and it was barely past midnight." Tifa vaguely responded, looking quizzically at Mochi who seemed to be studying her.

"I'm bored. Lets have a mass sword fight!!" exclaimed Saiko.

"Must we?" Shioru said in disbelief, staring vainly at the time.

"Yeaahh lets have one, I'm already pumped!!" Tifa jumped up onto her bunk.

"Keep your sheaths on everyone. And please, don't kill anyone, Saiko." Hoshika narrowed her eyes at the short one.

Everybody stared uncertainly at their swords. Just what if something happened? No one realised that Hiyori had left them staring tentatively at their sheathed weapons, and took to rummaging through an old cupboard.

"Hey look guys! I found these awesome foam katana in the cupboard back here!" Hiyori's held out her arm, showing them a foam sword, which still looked quite new. Everyone scrambled over to take a look. "Oh noes, there's only five!" She counted the long foam toys.

"RI. You're holding the sixth one." Mochi sighed at her somewhat dim witted friend.

"Oops. Forgot I was still holding it. Let's go!"

Taking their stances, the six friends glared at one another. Hoshika blandly asked what they were supposing to do, to which Shioru replied, "Last one standing wins. Everyone else on the floor loses. Okay?"

This suggestion proved to be very idealistic; no sooner after she finished talking Saiko leapt at Hoshika, and with others following their lead, everyone with the exception of Shioru wound up on the ground, in a heap just like sardines. Tifa stretched out her arm and swiped at Shioru, who was airborne for a split second before making a satisfying thump as she landed on the ground with her butt.

"Arrrrrrgh…" She muttered, before everyone stood back up to knock each other back down again in the most painful way, i.e. coming down on their butt.

******

Breakfast was an abnormally silent one as everyone was still very sleepy from yesterday card chaos and midnight duelling, and didn't have much of an appetite. Except for Saiko and Tifa. They were happily munching up their cereal while constantly keeping their eyes open for unwanted food. Tifa watched Shioru as she tried to eat with her left hand.

"T.Y, what'cha looking at?" Hiyori stared at Shioru with mild interest.

Almost as if on cue, everyone else proceeded to follow what Shioru was doing. One by one, each of them failed.

"Noo, why? Why must I be so impaired in my left hand that I may not even eat with it?" complained Saiko as she couldn't even hold both chopsticks in her left hand at once.

"Che," muttered Hoshika, smirking at Saiko failing miserably.

Mochi transferred her chopsticks to the left hand…and continued eating tempura soba, a feat that mesmerized Shioru, leaving her ramen open to the grabby hands of Saiko.

"Sigh…guys I need to go and shower. I feel really icky, especially after yesterday."

"Bakari, you stink." remarked Mochi.

"I do not!!" Even as Hiyori spoke, her face showed uncertainty as she attempted to sniff out any odours.

Shioru suddenly stood up, knocking her bowl of ramen over, spilling some of the soup on Saiko. "Ooops sorry… doesn't matter. Guys, we're late again!"

"Whaa? Oh shit." Saiko scrambled around to find a tissue, or anything, really, that would lessen the stain already spreading on her uniform.

"But wait! I still need to shower!!" whimpered Hiyori, looking very desperate.

"You'll live. Now get going, Bakari." Mochi shot Hiyori a death glare.

"(5)Ikuzo!" Shouted Hoshika.

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(1) I sincerely hope that everyone knows what Uno is. If you don't then SHAME. Go google it. Link: www. google. com :D Obviously you'll have to delete the spaces.

(2) "Cutting" in Uno just means that someone puts down a card that is the exact same color and number as the current card even if it's not their turn; thus skipping a whole lot of people's turns. And annoying them.

(3) 'Nan da yo' Just means WHAT??!?! It's something that Hoshika has recently taken as a catch favourite phrase.

(4) And yes, I made it quite obvious who's saying what.

(5) Ikuzo means LETS GO. Yet another saying that Hoshika has taken to say.

Any how, has anyone realised that my so called "Pagebreaks" *** those things all consists of 6 stars/snowflakes? WHY IS THIS SIGNIFICANT? Loseerrr. –makes scary faces at you- :D. Oh snap I am S.M.A.R.T. Clara's gunna say lameo though. You sounded just like Bakari there.

* Hey, random evil "beta'er" note. These aren't half as dorky as they sound. They've just got a copy of a page of Mozart's handwritten scores on the back, and they're expensive. –sob- 14 EUROS FOR A PACK OF TWO. –dead-