Disclaimer:All the Bleach characters belong to Tite Kubo except for the espada )

I've been watching the Bleach Rock Musicals like a retard lately and I seriously can't get enough of the song 'Silent Wish'. sigh… I was watching Bleach on YTV last night (haha, I was bored, so sue me) and when I saw Aizen and I freaked and started squealing. My dad thought I had issues, I think so to.

But honestly listening to everyone singing in the musical is so awesome

This chapter goes to Waya.Y'cause you got me off my butt to update xD -gives you a lollipop- (so much for next week eh? oO)

Chapters kind of short though so... yeah - sorry if you like long chapters.

Chapter 13 – Guess who's Back?
Ichigo lay in a crumpled heap on the ground panting, his father was beside him. Minutes passed to wait for the two men to recover, no one had followed them. Both of them were bleeding heavily, Ichigo had flown through two extremely thick walls and had ended up making a large dent in the third, he was obviously very beaten up. Isshin was worse of than his son.

"Honestly, you two just love bleeding don't you?" Yoruichi sighed, she really wanted to get out of here but it wasn't safe to go through the gate unless you were healthy.

"Hehe… sorry 'bout that but … you know, it's been a while since I got to fight," Isshin murmured weakly.

Yoruichi bent down with a bottle in her hand and began applying some sort of paste onto the wounds of Ichigo and Isshin, it was mostly to stop the bleeding but some of the lesser cuts were beginning to heal. A few more minutes passed for the two men to recover some more.

"Are you guys ready?" Ichigo stood up shakily, Isshin did to. They looked like they were about to fall in a matter of seconds but miraculously the two men managed to stay on their feet.

"What did you give us?" Isshin asked, he felt terrible but somehow lots of strength surged through him.

"Doesn't matter, can you go? We don't have time and if we don't make it before that stuff stops working then you two are going to die!" Yoruichi stated matter-of-factly.

"Let's go…" Ichigo wheezed out, his face was pale and the young adult swore he could feel his bones scraping together. (sorry for the nasty thought)

Yoruichi had a worried look on her face as she took out the contraption to open a portal from Hueco Mundo to the real world.

"He'll be fine Yoruichi," he was referring to Urahara, "but some of us have to get out of here now" Isshin commented, understanding why the woman was worried. "Me and Ichigo need a hospital…" he laughed weakly, blood came out but Isshin wiped it away like it was saliva.

"Get ready," Hitsugaya mumbled as Yoruichi muttered the incantation for the portal. It appeared, they stepped through and then… they were swallowed by the darkness.

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"…What are you doing here Kurosaki?" Ryuuken muttered, he coldly glanced at the two injured shinigami with no warmth in his eyes. Even though the two were half dead, the guy honestly didn't seem to care.

"Aw, you're so cruel to me Ryu," Isshin grunted with a weak grin. The quincy sniffed and sighed.

"Come, or must I drag you?" The two shinigami followed both wincing in incredible pain.

"This is going to take a while to recover, many of your internal organs have been crushed Isshin, and you Ichigo, you have nearly broken every bone in your body."

Ichigo looked at Ryuuken with wide eyes. "How did I manage to stand?" He muttered confused.

"I suggest that you two should go to Soul Society, I doubt I can help you… Yoruichi has put a very strong anaesthetic in you to numb the pain. I don't know how your bones managed to hold together but you honestly probably shouldn't look at yourself." The Quincy frowned, the state of the boy was disgusting. Even Ryuuken who had seen many dead, mangled bodies in his life-time had wanted to barf after examining Ichigo. Honestly, whatever Yoruichi had used was extremely strong.

"Um… how can we get to Soul Society if we can't even move?" Ichigo muttered dryly.

"You don't have to go, we're gonna take you! Long time no see Ichigo, getting killed as usual!" Zaraki walked into the hospital along with Byakuya and Renji and Soi-fon.

"What… why are you guys here?"

"After Ikkaku reported the appearance of Ichimaru Gin we were sent to retrieve him, when we arrived you had all gone to Hueco Mundo, we have stayed to question you." Byakuya explained dully.

"Yoruichi has informed us on the basics of things, we are going to take you to Soul Society for recovery and will then question you there on the espada." Soi-Fon continued.

"Up and at 'em" Zaraki grunted, picking up Ichigo and Isshin none to gently.

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It took a much longer for Urahara to arrive at the destination of Gin's fight than it did for Kira. Why it took the guy so long was strange but at the moment, most of the people were too pre-occupied to answer.

Gin was losing.

He knew he was losing and the fear that was surging through his body made his fighting skills dull. Yes, he was afraid. He didn't want to die, not so soon after finding her. If he died, he might be re-born in America, then there was an even less chance of remembering her! He fought back valiantly, honestly, he didn't fight back hard enough. Another blow landed and stained his white garments red.

"I'm going to make you pay for beating me in that first round! I'll kill you, I'll destroy you, slowly. Slowly… and then… she'll be next!" Gin would have glared, but glaring would require him to open his eyes and Gin didn't want to show his anger so he just frowned.

"Didn' I tell ya… I ain't gonna lose ta no one!" he replied. His voice was light, teasing, playful, and layered with pain and anger.

Fang laughed maniacally as he brought his sword swinging down. Gin dodged, albeit more sluggishly than before.

"Yare, yare… I've never seen you covered in your own blood before Ichimaru-san!" Urahara laughed. Gin dodged another strike and turned towards Urahara with a smirk.

"Well… tha situation's differen' from all those other times Urahara-san."

Rangiku still had her eyes shut tight. She could smell blood everywhere. Some had splattered on to her, it scared her. The red. She didn't like it, especially when it was covering Gin. She had her eyes shut but she could still hear the sound of flesh being sliced, she could hear him grunt in pain. And when no one decided to help, not Kira, not even Urahara the little girl felt she had to do something. She stepped out into the battlefield.

"Rangiku-san! You might not want to stand there!" Urahara called, his smile was hidden by the fan in his hand.

Gin for the second time, turned around, his eyes flew open. A laugh echoed through the hallway.

"Hehe, what's this lil girl? Ya wanna die first?" Fang Ren growled. He charged at the little girl.

"NO!" Gin exploded, his reiatsu flared dangerously and the walls began to shake. He dived to put himself in between Rangiku and her attacker but was surprised when he was thrown back by some sort of shield, the enemy espada was just as surprised. A low growl was heard, Gin knew that sound. Shinso responded by trembling excitedly, elatedly.

A gray smoky haze had surrounded Rangiku, it looked like ash and a figure appeared form the swirling vortex of painful dust. A cat, large and menacing. At first the cat glared at Gin and then it's gaze swept to the espada who was crawling out of the wall. The walls were still shaking and Gin realized it wasn't his reiatsu doing this anymore… it was hers. Her own.

He tried to look through the thick haze, tried to get a glimpse of Rangiku but Haineko was cruel and would not let him see. Shinso trembled again, excited at seeing Haineko. Happy. That was it, Shinso was happy.

Zanpakuto's also had the ability to fall in love, because a zanpakuto was part of their masters soul. Shinso loved Haineko just as Gin loved Matsumoto and so the sword urged his master to go forward. Gin withheld though, he could tell that the menacing ash-cat would not let him pass. She had never liked him, even if she did love his sword. Haineko had never felt any warmth for Gin but for now she had a different enemy to pounce on.

A zanpakuto in his or her materialized form was a cruel thing, they were merciless… especially to their enemies. Fang-Ren was smart when he decided to flee.

"Oh my…" Urahara murmured with a smirk.

"M-Matsumoto-san!" Kira whispered in shock and fear.

"Oh dear, oh dear… how are we going to get her back to her senses?" Kira frowned, Urahara didn't sound very worried at all. In fact he seemed to be joking around.

"Urahara-san, this isn't a time to be saying such comments so lightly! We really must think of something!" The young blond glanced at his old captain with worry, he just seemed to be standing there with a look on his face which Kira had never seen in his life. He had tried calling Gin before but he had never responded.

"You kill her and then expect me to forgive you?" Haineko growls, Gin is now in her world.

"Well… no, just… could you let me through?" Gin was trying very hard to glance past the gray smog, when he had entered Haineko's world he thought he had seen a figure lying on a barren rocky ground. This wasn't how he remembered Haineko's world to look like.

"ICHIMARU GIN! Tell me why should I not kill you now?" The snarling cat growled angrily, she had swelled in size and was now towering over Gin, her mouth was open exposing her sharp teeth and although were made of ash were quite deadly. Gin knew, he had felt them before.

"Well, Shinso'd be gone…" He responded lightly with a small smirk. Haineko growled, she did not like being teased.

"Ichimaru… I have given you many chances, Matsumoto always insisted that you were of good heart, now, give me proof of your good heart!" Gin frowned, his insides twisted uncomfortably. Then he smiled sadly.

"Thank you for giving me a chance, but you already know… she was my heart," Gin turned and began to walk away, of course he couldn't really walk anywhere but he still decided to just walk. Haineko was silent, she did not call to him and soon her world disappeared and she spoke with a low growl.

"…One more chance…The next time we meet, show me whether you truly have a good heart or not!" Before his eyes, for just a brief second, lay Matsumoto on a field of grass, then it was gone.

He glanced at the now unconscious figure of the small girl before him and he smiled, inwardly of course. Hope coursed through his veins, she was there. She was waiting for him, he just knew it.

Ah… I have done it. I've managed to plan out this entire story so that everything will fall extremely neatly into place. It took a bit of thinking on my part but truthfully I already had most of this story planned out, I just needed to find a way to put it together nicely.

I've finally done it and so now I can continue writing much easier (now I don't have to think 'hmm… what I should I put in this chapter?')

So - I hoped you like this chapter -

-Griƒƒen

P.S – towards the end of the story (in about 2-4 chapters) this story will become really dramatic like (hopefully but I'm not good with drama as you can tell, this drama story of mine basically turned into a complete action story)