Chapter 5
"So what are we doing in the real world again?" Ikkaku snorted, lounging on the park bench while Yumichika was busy staring off into the leaves above.
"Sa na." Yumichika shrugged. "It is a rather nice vacation though."
"I DON'T NEED A VACATION?! I want to fight."
"Ikkaku, it's not beautiful to be yelling in public. I refuse to associate myself with you."
"Screw you and your beauty talk. While we're here I'm sure Yachiru is busy eating off all the good snacks while Zaraki-Taicho is beating off all the tough hollows."
"And…" the purple eyed Shinigami shrugged, blowing a small leaf away from his face.
"And…AND?!"
"I don't see appoint in getting wrinkles worrying and whining about it. Renji got a letter from his Taicho who got it from Yamamoto-Taicho, and he picked us to come along with him. I don't see how you can possibly be so upset about your friend simply doing his job."
"HIS JOB?! For hell's sake Yumichika, even Hanataro could have been picked to do this "job"." Ikkaku fumed, whacking his wooden sword against the tree causing acorns to fall all over a getting to be very pissy Yumichika.
"Ikkaku, if one more lands on me, I can swear that all your pants are going to be continently in the girls' barracks with milk stains on them for a week."
The shaved head one gave the pretty boy his biggest, please for the love of god don't mean it smile and hid his sword from view.
"But…I get this weird feeling that something is missing."
"Yeah, a fight," Ikkaku grumbled.
"Besides that you stupid meat head."
"What'dya mean by that?"
"I don't know, but I just get this feeling. That someone is pulling strings that even we can't see."
Ikkaku sat back down next to his partner. "You mean like Aizen again."
"He's in Las Noches." Yumichika bit his thumb, narrowing his violet eyes in frustration. "This time, it isn't sinister."
"How would you know that?" This earned him a whack to the head by a pissy fist.
"JUST TRUST ME ON THIS OKAY!!"
"Alright, alright, ow. We should be getting back to the others. I'm sure they had as much of a fun day as we did."
"Are you kidding me, that mall has nothing in my size."
"THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT BOKE!!"
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"Ne, Renji," Rukia looked up with her big, watery blue eyes and Renji knew he was in for it.
"Nani?"
"Is it true?" Rukia was sparkling more. CRAP…
"What?"
"About your dream…"
Renji's mind now screamed, "TRIPPLE FUCKING CRAP!!"
"NO!!"
"Renji…" Can she get any more sparkly?
"Rukia, there is nothing of that sort going on between me and Kuchiki-Taicho."
"Then what were you yelling in your dream about?"
It collapsed halfway, falling into the dirt, staining its satin attire with brown and red. Clawing with every last bit of energy left, the figure tried to rise but was forced into the dirt once more as a foot stamped down hard onto his back.
The imagery froze Renji in his steps. He felt his hands tremble, his chest seize, and his world swirl. He knew Rukia was calling him, he had to answer, but he just couldn't breath. He had to breath and yet, and yet. Flashes of red came to his eyes before black ate at the red. Crap, now Ichigo was yelling for him. What the hell was going on?
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"You have arrived as planned." A white hand reached for a black clad shoulder.
"Do not touch me so easily," the other voice hissed, earning a laugh from the retreating white hand.
"Such pride in such beauty, all the more for me to consume." The white hand raced forward, jerking the figure's chin upward.
"Break him."
Screaming echoed through the sands.
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"RENJI!!"
Brown eyes popped open, the echoing remains of a scream still lingered against the walls. They were back at Kurosaki's place and he was currently lying in a hospital bed with Kurosaki's dad giving him the look as if he just grew 4 heads and half a hollow's mask.
"Well, I see he's awake now." Ichigo's father was leaned back, placing his stethoscope away, a worried expression on his face.
Renji blinked up at the worried face of Rukia. "What happened?"
"I asked you about your other dream and then you kinda doubled over holding your head and passed out. You started yelling and we tried to wake you up." He watery eyes clearly told him that yelling was not the only thing he had been doing.
"Well at least something interesting is happening while we're stuck here." Ikkaku snorted.
"Sadly I think this ruled out all thoughts of the dreams being pleasuring for Abarai. That was not a beautiful scream at all."
A blank stare from the patient was all that was returned before chaos broke out again.
"YOU THINK THIS IS TIME TO JOKE AROUND LIKE THAT?!"
"LIKE HELL IT ISN'T!"
"His fault for dragging us on a dumb mission that is more of a sit around because we want you out of the way mission."
"Maybe it was about time you got out of MY WAY!!"
That's when a thought struck the entire group. Renji's eyes widened at the realization.
"Out…of…the way…of what?"
Everyone's heads turned to Renji as silence hung heavily in the room.
"We have to go back…" Renji whispered.
"Renji, you can be thinking…" Rukia squeaked.
"NOW!!" The red head jumped from the bed and out the window, followed by Ikkaku and Yumichika. Rukia ran downstairs, grabbed Ichigo, apologizing to the stunned family before rushing to the door as well. The entire group went full pelt to Urahara's shop.
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"They've caught on." The snake hissed through the shadows.
"Ah," the rich tone laughed.
"It won't be long now."
"No, it won't be. The gears are turning perfectly." A snap echoed through the empty hallways. Slowly, a pair of empty green eyes stared through the dark before closing once more as the owner bent in a deep bow.
"Make sure everything goes like clockwork."
"Yes Aizen-sama."