Chapter 2

"So you're going on a different mission than Nii-sama?"

"Ah," Renji stared down at the envelope in his hand. He still hadn't opened it.

"Do you know what the mission Byakuya is going on is?" Ichigo picked at his ear, sitting back against the school fence wall.

"No."

"Well, you could at least tell us what mission we're supposed to be going on then?"

"OI!!" Ichigo swiped the envelope out of Renji's open hand and ripped the seal open. Three pairs of eyes focused on the neat writing scrawling down the page.

"What the hell is this?"

It read:

Get five people and stay in the real world.

"Well we have three," Ichigo rubbed his hair in frustration. Rukia was still staring at the note as if it had sprouted tentacles, flipping it over and over to see if there was more on any of the other angles.

"This can't be all there is."

"Unless you want to light that on fire or have an invisible ink pen on you, then I think that is it." Ichigo snorted. Those two got back into a bickering contest while Renji simply stared at the envelope. He had already chosen his two, well more of he chose one and the other always has to follow along so there was nothing too special there. But for a mission to be given to a captain then to be given to the vice captain, splitting them apart even, there had to be more than simply stay in the real world.

"There's no doubt that this is Yama-jii's hand writing so I guess we're just going to have to deal." Rukia sighed.

"Oi, Renji. Who else is coming?"

Before Renji could answer, a Garganta opened and out stepped the two missing members.

"This had better be good 'cause Zaraki-taicho will have my head for skipping out on next week's training." Mardarame Ikkaku spat, hoisting his sword over his shoulders.

"Yare yare, it's not beautiful to be so foul when we are given a vacation, ne Ikkaku." Yumichika smiled, swinging a hand through his hair before looking at the three others.

"IKKAKU!! PRETTY BOY?!" Ichigo pointed at the two of them with his jaw agape. "YOU PICKED THESE TWO?!"

"I wasn't allowed to pick anyone above Vice-Captain. Three spots were already filled by me, and at Kuchiki-taicho's request, you and Rukia. So I picked Ikkaku. Yumichika heard and he demanded to go with Ikkaku and to save us form not having to drag Rangiku and Hitsugaya-taicho, I agreed so to stop the racket."

There were sweatdrops from both sides as they nodded in understanding.

"You all are still not staying at my place."

"Um Ichigo, I think there is more to the note." Everyone crowed around and read the tiny writing at the bottom of the page.

P.S: Everyone is to stay at the Kurosaki Residence.

"NANI!!"

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"Ne, Kuchiki. Are you ready?"

Byakuya glowered down at the speaker with a look that sent all the subordinates into shivers. But not the owner of the golden eyes who was being currently glared at. Instead, it just made the mad man laugh.

"You're in a sore mood today already." Kurotsuchi Mayuri leered, balancing himself on the roof's wall before leaning forward, causing the Kuchiki heir to lean back and flinch at the invasion of personal space. "You're hiding something from him again aren't you? You reek of guilt."

"Shitsurei shimasu," Byakuya spoke, not moving from his spot, leaving his cool grey to stare through the gold.

"Mataku, you've always been so troublesome." Mayuri grinned. "I really do want to have an autopsy done on you to see just what part of a shinigami's mind is set to make them unemotional."

"It comes from training Kurotsuchi." Byakuya replied.

"I want to compare yours to that brute Zaraki's."

Byakuya's eyes twitched at this. How many other people have tried to compare his opposites to Zaraki's? Yoruichi was one, but she's her so whatever. Then Urahara, then Ichigo, then Gin…he's better stop this list before it made him depressed.

"Any ways, are you sure you know what you're doing?"

"Nani?"

"To split a captain and a vice captain on same time missions, is something unheard of from Yama-jii's doing."

Grey widened slightly while the gold narrowed in success.

"You do have wonderful kanji Byakuya. I'll look forward to having your hands as specimens." With that, the head of the 12th division vanished, leaving the stunned Byakuya in his wake.

"I'm late." Byakuya whispered, and with a whirl of his scarf, he was gone.