A/N- Sorry for the slow update. I had a little bout of writer's block. Anyways, this chapter contains a few phrases that are in Japanese. Translations are at the end.

Disclaimer- I don't own Bleach or any other copyrighted material. Obviously.

'HA! Take that Link!'

'Peach shall die!'

Ichigo sighed. This test required concentration, which he wasn't getting due to whatever the hell those two were doing.

'Will you guys keep it down?'

'Zanny! Stop throwing me off the arena!'

'Wah!'

'There. I threw Link off instead. Happy?'

'Guys!'

'Ah!'

'And I blew Peach up.'

'SHUT UP!'

All was silent after that, allowing Ichigo to finish half of his test in peace.

Then it started again.

'Mwahahaha'

'Stop taunting me! It isn't funny!'

'Pffft... You look like your getting raped. By a ReDead.'

'Shut. The hell. Up.' Ichigo growled at them.

'But King~'

'This counts for twenty-five percent of my grade. Now shut up so I can concentrate.'

'But-'

'Shut up!'

'...'

It wasn't until after he started working on his test again that he noticed that everyone was staring at him.

"Kurosaki?" his teacher asked, actually looking concerned for once.

He was confused at first, but then realized that he had said the last thing out loud.

"Um... Sorry. Guess I was daydreaming," he nervously explained.

"Well, you know how important this test is, so make sure it doesn't happen again," she said, sitting back down at her desk.

A small murmur went through the room before everyone went back to their tests. Something to do with schizophrenia.

Ichigo sighed, then returned to his test. He finished uninterrupted.

...

Scratching his head with a pen, the young shinigami focused on his homework. Why did Algebra have to be so confusing?

'Watashi wa makeru wake niwa ikanai!'

'Zanny~!'

'Oh, come on!'

'Ya wanna play, King?'

'No! I just want to do this work and then GO TO SLEEP!'

'...Party pooper...'

Ichigo let out an exasperated sigh.

'There's no need to get frustrated, Ichigo.'

The Pokémon battle theme began playing.

'Gah! Will you shut that thing up!'

'Sorry King. That's just the music tha' Stadium plays.'

'What're you two playing anyways?'

'Super Smash Bros Melee.'

'...Well, that explains a lot.'

'Don't knock it until you try it, Ichi- DIE YOSHI!'

'Erm... You know what? Forget it.' he said inside his head, returning back to his homework.

He had finally gotten to the point where he wasn't questioning the origin of the items those two seemed to pull out of nowhere. Ichigo still didn't know how things like that got into his mindscape, but he didn't feel like asking.

...

-Two Hours Later-

'Orokana.'

"That's five times in a row, Zanny!"

"How'd you...?"

'Lots of practice.'

They had managed to convince Ichigo to take a break from his homework. All three of them were now playing the game. Ichigo was playing as Link, Ogihci, who had been playing as Pikachu, was now playing as the red version of Link, and Zangetsu was playing as Mewtwo. They were pretty much just throwing items at each other, with Zangetsu Shadow Ball-ing Ogihci when he kept doing SDs, taking Ichigo with him.

During the next game, Pichu had somehow been activated as the CPU player, and the three spirits just took turns trying to kill him. Not that hard.

'Pichu-Pi!'

"That's like, what? the twentieth time that thing's died so far?" Ichigo asked, picking up a Bob-omb and chucking it at Zangetsu, who dodged and threw another at him.

"Nineteenth. And we haven't died once..."

Being distracted by their improvised game of Hot Potato, they didn't notice Ogihci throw a Poké Ball at in their direction, which let an Electrode out. It blew up, sending Link-Ichigo, Mewtwo-Zangetsu, and an unfortunate Pichu, who had re-spawned a second before, flying off the screen, killing them.

The match ended a second later, showing Ogihci's red Link doing his victory pose, while Ichigo's Link and Pichu clapped politely. Zangetsu's Mewtwo just stood there sulking, tied with Ichigo for second place.

"The hell?" Ichigo asked to no one in particular, still confused as to what just happened.

"He... Won..." Zangetsu said, blinking at the screen.

"That's right! An' now I get ta choose the next theme!"

Ichigo and Zangetsu groaned. This wasn't going to be good.

-Five Minutes of Customization Later-

They were now playing a game with all of the explosives activated, along with Poison Mushrooms and Poké Balls. Everything else was disabled.

"Shit!" Ichigo exclaimed, trying to get his Link out of the Brinstar Stadium's rising acid. He had gotten hit by a Poison Mushroom as well, making him a mini-Link/Ichigo. Ogihci threw a Bob-omb at him, blowing him off the arena's edge.

While laughing and having his red Link taunt Ichigo, the hollow failed to notice Zangetsu's activation of a Poké Ball. A second later, Link/Ogihci was being bombarded by Unown. He landed on a Motion-Sensor Bomb that the sword had set out earlier, blowing him out of the arena.

The match ended, announcing Mewtwo/Zangetsu as the winner.

'Watashi wa naze koko ni iru no ka?'

"Well, that takes care of that," he said turning to the two beside him, who were both checking their stats halfheartedly.

"My turn to choose."

Translations-

'Watashi wa makeru wake niwa ikanai!' - I cannot lose!

'Orokana.' - Foolish.

'Watashi wa naze koko ni iru no ka?' - Why am I here...?

A/N- I freakin' love the Super Smash Bros series! Especially Melee. Playing with Mewtwo while beating the living crap out of characters... So fun.

Oh, and I still haven't gotten any guesses as to who Ozzy's owner is. DX I have a chapter for that written out already... Come on, you know you wanna guess who "Orihime's friend's friend" is. Hint: It's not Urahara, but it is someone she might've met through him. (Sorta...)

Review! For little Pichu's sake. Poor thing's still getting KO'ed...