A.N: Dude, this H1N1 thing must be bad, cause school go t canceled for two days down in LC, and we don't close unless there's only like, five people at school. I'll admit it; I'm one of the people who helped get school closed, but not for Swine Flu. I spent about two and a half hours on Saturday racking leaves with my youth group and since I'm one of the people that don't notice that they're cold and wet until AFTER going back inside so I spent most of today and yesterday sleeping with a cough and a slight fever, but I better now. With school closed and me being better, I decided it was time to update. Yay! And if you're wondering, Fran's coming back next chapter, Katie wanted to write it.

Brooke's Zen of the Day: Evil will always prevail because good is DUMB!

Brooke

The moment we got to Las Noches my eyes were assaulted by the stunning lack of color. Everything seemed so sterile and dead, we really need to fix that before I went all emo on everyone and had to borrow Ulquiorra's emo-corner. Speaking of the emo, he was sent on a search and seizure mission to 'gather' *coughcough*Kidnap*coughcough* Fran so she didn't go running her mouth. Yays!

After the initial shock from the lack of color, Stark, being the lazy-ass bastard he was, got some random Arrancar to show Katie and me to our new rooms. Yes that's rights, rooms, as in plural, it took over two months but we finally got our own rooms, what an achievement, that's right up there with world peace and solving world hunger! Walking into mine I found it, well, very white… That's gonna change. Other features included all the normalities, bed, desk, chair, and a couch, along with a bathroom that was connected to my room and an empty closet. The room was rather spacious with white marble floors but my all time favorite feature of my new room would be the rather large window and window seat, which had a few nice white cushions on it and a few throw pillow, white, of course. And all of this white-ness would be changed…SOON. Looking at the window seat again, I realized that it was rather big and I would probably sleep in it more than my bed.

Five minutes after everyone had left to Katie's room/go do whatever they wanted to do besides baby-sit; I was bored. I had nothing to do in my room, and seeing as I had no clean clothes to change into, I couldn't take a shower to get rid of all the dried blood that the Hogyoku had failed to erase. Staying clear of any mirrors, I didn't want to see how I looked at the moment, I scooted out of my room and out to the hall.

Rule number one for walking around Las Noches; bring a guide or a map, cause this place is freaking HUGE! Seriously, I could search for days and not even see half of it. I knew that half of our time spent here would be getting lost; we needed to use the buddy system! Now to find a buddy…KATIE!!!

Weirdly enough…or not at all, her room was just down the hall from mine. Knowing her she was probably turning into an interior designer and planning what she was going to turn her room into. Before, in our old room, I wouldn't let her redecorate, and now that she had her own room giving her full reign on what she did to it, no matter how stupid or tacky anyone thought it was, save Aizen. So sneaking into her open doorframe, I leaned against it watching her. She was walking around with one of those clothes designer/artist pads that you can design on mumbling to herself. I coughed and she turned around still scribbling on her notepad.

"Whatcha need?" she asked. I rolled my eyes and walked into her room. It was different from mine. There were the same beds, chair, window seat, desk, and a connecting bathroom. That was about where the similarities ended. On one of the walls were what I think are named French doors. The other had doors to a walk in closet. I peered inside and noticed that it was really big inside. Turing around, I saw Katie sitting on her floor, still scribbling on the notepad. I went and sat down next to her.

"You wanna see what I did?" she asked brushing her damp hair out of her face…wait a sec!

"When did you take a shower?" I asked. I looked at her and noticed that she had a different outfit on too. "And when did you change?"

"I brought my bag with me smarty" she said flipping her sketchpad over. I was completely confused.

"Huh?" I said. She just laughed and stood up. Tossing her pen and pad on her bed, she grabbed something from the other side of her bed and lifted it up. It was her duffle bag. She unzipped it and pulled out my blue plaid messenger bag. I grinned and jumped up. "When did you have time to grab it? We were pushed through the stupid portal as soon as Aizen had stopped talking." She handed me my bag and I flipped it open; a pair of clothes, my Ipod, Ipod speakers, pajamas, and my charcoal and sketchpad set were sitting in it. "Did I tell you you're my favorite best friend?" I added happily flipping the bag closed, which knows when Aizen would let us go back home to get the rest of our stuff. She grinned.

"I had a bag ready just incase we did have to leave fast. I snuck all of your stuff in there yesterday before we left to come here. Remember how you couldn't find anything this morning? Well, unlike you, I remembered this morning that Aizen was sending us all here so I packed us some stuff and gave it to Gin to put in our rooms since he was coming here before we got out of school." Katie picked her bag back up and dug around looking for something.

"Hey, I didn't forget we where coming here, I repressed it. There's a difference." I argued making faces at her turned back like the immature child I am.

Finally finding what she was looking for she threw them at me, "O wash up, you have crusted blood on ya" she said as I caught her shampoo and conditioner, before pushing me out of her room. Sticking my tongue at her she slammed her door, obviously still in her mad designing frenzy. As I walked down the hall to my room I found a lot of nameless Arrancars staring at me weirdly. To retaliate I'd either wave like a friendly idiot, made faces at them, or flip them off while I walked, happy to feel the familiar weight of my stuff on my shoulder.

In my room, I walked straight into my bathroom to find it was rather comfortable, all white like everything else in this life-forsaken place. The shower was like mine at home where it was both a tub and a shower. Dropping my bag outside the door so it didn't get wet, Katie's shampoo in hand, I ran the water and waited for it to heat up. Taking a moment to look in the mirror I found that I looked rather funny. My bangs were sticking up slightly, almost like I'd gelled them up, and I was in serious need of a haircut, making me look a wee bit like I'd lived in a jungle for the last year of my life. Long hair might be what most girls want, by I can't stand it, I mean, you have to brush it all the time, dry it with a hair dryer or else it'll poof out, it gets in your face constantly, and my hairs so thick and heavy that it helps give me headaches.

By the time I was out of the shower, my entire bathroom was filled with steam and I felt hell of a lot better. Wrapped in a fluffy white towel, I walked into my room to get changed. Dragging my bag across the floor, I pulled it up and it plopped onto my bed. Digging through it I find a pair of jeans and my favorite black band t-shirts. All Time Low's name was written on the front while the names of the cities their tour hit were obviously on the back. Katie and I both got a t-shirt at Warped Tour a few years ago. Katie wanted to be different so she got an 'I Set My Friends On Fire' t-shirt. Looking back, I laughed at the irony of it, I couldn't wait for her to wear it one of these days. Hehe… It would be very entertaining.

Clean, dressed and content, I realize that I did not have a brush. Not wanting to bug Katie and risk getting my head chewed off for disrupting her 'flow' I walked out of my room to look for someone else I knew in hopes of borrowing a hairbrush. Walking down the halls, the marble felt really cold under my bare feet and drops of water that had been cooled by the air dripped down my back, making me colder and wishing I had my sweatshirt. After walking for a bit, I realized that seeing as I don't know where anyone is, the likeliness for me to find someone I know is rather small, so, taking a chance, I went up to one of the random Arrancars that was walking down the hall.

"Yo! Random Arrancar man, do you know where I could find Lilinette?" I asked as I felt the guy looking over my 'strange' outfit, and by 'strange' I mean, not white.

"Yeah, check the door behind you." Turning around I found that there was in fact a door behind me. Yay for Random Arrancar Man!

"Thanks!" I, well, thanked before moving quickly over to the door, then preceding to spend five minutes trying to open the gosh damn heavy thing. You seen, it's times like these when I wish I was like Grimmy and could just cero a door to use when my upper body strength proved to little to open a door. Finally giving up, I knocked loudly on the door and stood back. Good thing too for the door swung open so fast I would have been flattened like a waffle if I would have been standing there.

"Oh, hey Brooke!" Lilinette greeted happily in such a Lilinette-y way I almost laughed, the white-ness must be messing with my head.

"Hi-ya! I need-eth a hairbrush!" I explained to her. Lilinette grinned and grabbed my arm. "Ok come on, we're going on a quest!" before I could say anything, I was being dragged through the halls of Los Noches like a dog pulling a chew toy. "Lilinette LET GO OF ME!!!" I yelled as my Arrancar friend dragged me away at high speeds. When we finally stopped we were in front of… Katie's door. Really? I spent twenty minutes walking around and getting lost because I didn't want to disturb Katie, and now Lilinette and I were just barging in.

"Katie!" Lilinette yelled happily, causing said pyro to turn around, obviously startled.

"What is it Lilinette, I'm kinda busy." Katie demanded, sounding less hostile than I thought she would.

"Brooke and I were looking for you!!" Lilinette told her all-knowingly.

"So you decided to check my room? Well aren't you two a could of smarties." Katie said sarcastically rolling her eyes at us.

"What? I need-eth a hair brush, like badly." I elaborated, "So I'm a gonna steal one of yer's."

"Sure, there's one in my bag." Katie directed before Lilinette went on a tandem, asking Katie all sorts of questions mainly revolving around the spectrum of 'What-'cha-do' in?' Grabbing the brush, I noticed some of the more major differences that our rooms had. Her room was a bit bigger than my, probably around five inches on all sides, and her closet looked like a walk-in. She even had her own balcony; she must feel really special… Well, I have a couch and a card table, beat that!

"Hey, yall wanna go play cards?" I asked suddenly, remembering seeing a pack of cards in my bag.

"Sure." Katie and Lilinette agreed happily as I started to feel really hyper.

"Then come on!" I yelled jumping up and running to my room, almost getting lost on the way there.

A.N: There it is, now review or face the wrath of my sickly germs!!!!