I read through this story and I realized, this is a little heavy, isn't it? ._. This won't be that funny, because I'm just not funny at all :C But I will tryyy~ In this chapter, Byakuya's going to show a bit more of a sneaky side ^_^

And again, Enjoyyyyyy~

Byakuya was stuck on this dilemma, he didn't know why he cared, but he didn't care about that reason at the moment - He had one goal for the next week, just until he could gather a little information; Keep. Yuzu. Away. From. Hakeno-Weirdo.

He had remembered the rage that coiled inside his gut when he heard that stranger not only claim her as his own, but also call her by an over-familiar term that he had never heard ANYONE call her before - He didn't like that feeling, infact he'd go as far as to say he hated it. The only logical thing to do would be to also hate the reason such a feeling existed.

He had a bad feeling about the guy - As much as he would deny it if confronted with such an accusation, he had hidden his reiatsu especially well that day and trailed her - No, he wasn't a creeper, he was just trying to keep her safe, finding a new fukutaicho after Renji on such short notice was tricky, so he'd rather not experience it again - Yeah, that's the only reason. He assured himself in his thoughts.

Then it hit him! The perfect way to keep her occupied for days on end: Why, squad trainings, of course - His lieutenant was a well-rounded individual - Taught Hakuda by the Goddess of Flash herself, Swordsmanship by that eccentric outcast, Kisuke Urahara, Kido and Healing from his own sister. Yep! She was the perfect teacher for the academy students.

He would fill out the paperwork right away!

DAY ONE: HAKUDA

When Byakuya had told her that she would be teaching classes for the next week, she was baffled, to say the least - She had been running errands here and there but he had never given her such a job. He had nonchalantly said, "You're going to fill in for the Academy Teachers this entire week," and waved off her questions with an imaginary hand.

After a while, the idea settled on her. She liked helping people, showing them how they can achieve their goals, if she knows how and getting better herself at the same time - Yes, Yuzu Kurosaki again saw the positive side of a usually-bothersome situation. Amazing..

She had donned a different attire for this subject; it was pretty much the Onmitsukido's garments, beside the secretive mask and long, baggy sleeves that bunched up at your wrist. She found this more comfortable when she was doing Hakuda, easier to move in, more liberating, as Yoruichi liked to say.

Her slender legs leaped off the ground with power, as she flipped backwards, delivering a devastating kick with the face of her ankle during the journey - She had prepared in her stance, explaining each step to the students just as the Goddess of Flash had done with her. Knees bent, eyes focused, arms ready to rotate as they hit the mid-air mark, and then push off - they were instructed to use their stronger leg at the front and cause slightly less damage with the slower limb.

It took the trainees a few tries before they could do even clumsy versions of it but she continued to instruct them with the utmost grace and patience no matter how many hours it took - Even if it took four.

After four grueling hours, she had let them take a quick, twenty minute break before announcing that they were to start again - She heard some quiet protest or moans of frustration but most were thankful that she was reasonable enough to give them some time off.

Punches were next. This time, the weaker one would come in first and then the practitioner would twist their entire body to power the strongest limb - Yoruichi had made comments about this being similar to the Arrancar's Espada system; each of the ten Espadas had their own Fraccions, merely pets to them, who would initiate an attack against the opponent, hoping to weaken them or even defeat them before their Master would go, available to use even more power against the adversary.

Meanwhile, in the Kuchiki Manor..

The Kuchiki heir was frustrated, no one else could see it, but he was. Who was this guy anyway? A ghost? Wait, he couldn't be, he would've been able to find him if he were!

He had asked his sources which belonged to most Noblemen to find information on this strange man who was placing himself where he didn't belong; beside Yuzu.

He had looked over every report. The only thing he got was that the guy was indeed a registered Shinigami. He looked at the ONE piece of paper that was filled up to half way, most of it being an apology and excuse from his useless sources.

His eyes narrowed as he read over it again, 'Hakeno Kenshi, Shinigami. Squad: Unknown, presumably none. Age: Not Available. Rank: Unseated (Assumed).' This guy was a total enigma, he read through the messy scrawl of his current subordinates in distaste;

We regret to inform you, My Lord, that this man has eluded every single investigation set upon him. None of his information is known except for his name, that he is, infact, a shinigami and a picture that we've also attached - We've gotten this information straight from the directory of the Shinigami database,"

He looked at the picture - It was definitely him. He had that stupid grin on his face again, the one he showed to Yuzu continuously through their conversations. He had that same silver hair, it reminded him of Captains Ukitake and Hitsugaya's hair. He had verdant orbs that glowed creepily to Byakuya's perceptive eyesight.

DAY TWO AND THREE: SWORDSMANSHIP

Beforehand, Yuzu found it necessary to inform them that she wasn't a very experienced teacher and that she hoped they would go easy on her - Her kind and gentle nature was well-received by the at-first skeptical girls, who soon found her to be a relatable and intelligent teacher. The boys just gaped at her when she walked in and ogled at her radiant beauty.

She clutched her sword tightly, thrusting forward in a stabbing motion - Moving her right foot forward swiftly and following suit with her hips and shoulders, driving the wooden training utensil right through the air harshly, causing an invisible vortex to slightly upset her bangs' maintained balance.

The others followed her lead and found her teachings to be without a single fault. She was gentle, patient and kind with a good sense of humor, constantly lightening the mood with jokes albeit quite dry. She would guide them through step by step if they didn't understand and they found themselves learning all she had to teach them in no time.

Slicing down through the air in a speedy move, she could've cut someone in half, or maybe just cause a large, mortal gash to appear across their torso. Her arms rotated around in a circle, the first few strokes supposed to be a protection while you readied yourself for attack - Her hands turned themselves around on the hilt like she was handling a motorcycle's gear changing, before her whole upper body bowed and bent with the attack, bringing down extra momentum.

Again, she showed them over and over until they somewhat understood, encouraging them to practice on their own. The next day would be the time for her to get them into pairs so they can show her their adaptability in slow-paced battle. They would need to be ready if they were to be Soul Reapers, this she knew all too well..

In some disclosed location name..

"Look, little brother! Look what that cold meanie is doing to my poor Yu-chan~" he pointed accusingly at the screen, showing Yuzu perfectly content and happy, energetically jumping from one student to the next and beaming at them as they improved, "She shouldn't be doing that, princesses should never have to fight!"

"If you're so eager to have her, Nii-sama - Why do you not just take her?" he asked, he was genuinely confused by his older sibling's strange habits of just sitting back patiently and waiting.

"The time will be soon," the man who had just complained like a child said in a serious, calm tone. His hands clasped together, covering his mouth, as his eyebrows knitted together, as if he was contemplating something difficult to understand, "There is only a few more weeks before she becomes mine," he said, smirking deviously while his gaze was fixed on a video of a heavily-pregnant brunette, being fussed over by an orange-haired, seemingly Captain. He will be my biggest obstacle..

Meanwhile, while I was stalking Byakuya Kuchiki..

He had done it, done what his idiotic sources could not - He found a lead. It wasn't long until he noticed the pattern of the man leaving every evening, late at night, when he was still up practicing his elegant calligraphy strokes on expensive, rice paper.

He saw the way he went, straight into Rukongai. He wondered immediately why a Shinigami would go there at such a late hour in the dark, especially since there were very nice, commendable living Quarters situated in the Barracks of their respective Divisions. But then, he remembered that he could possibly not have a Squad of his own.

He felt so ashamed of himself and his pride was dying inside his proud, pushed-out chest. He clung to the shadows, even though it was dark and hid his reiatsu, but the guy stopped so much, he was worried he'd be caught.

He saw him enter the worst of all the Rukongai and continue to the outskirts. Suspicious.. Isn't that where Yuzu and the team was attacked? He'd have to look further into this later, but for now he had to go home and note down what he'd found..

DAY FOUR: KIDO

Yuzu personally really enjoyed Kido, herself and Rukia used to spend hours in the backyard, blowing up Ichigo's useless junk from his room, or so Rukia had said. He had been rather furious with Sode no Shirayuki's wielder when he had discovered his things missing, though he had never said anything about it being wrong to Yuzu before.

"Hado, #31: Shakkaho!" the air cracked around her palm dangerously, as sparks began to fly off the powerful, red sphere of reishi that she released, pushing forth at the target dummies infront of her. Kido wasn't her best subject, but she could teach a lesser class of first years easily, afterall her teacher was a Kido master herself.

Mimicking the words, the other students followed their teacher's examples, this class wasn't as good at picking up the tips and tricks of their Teacher's tutors - Their reiatsu control was clumsy and unstable, at best - Their attacks had caused more damage to their hairstyles than the offending target dummies spread out infront of them.

This time, she thought that they might be better at defensive, rather than offensive. She tried a simple one this time: "Bakudo, #1: Sai!" she called, the poor guy who had been afflicted had simply been pressured by his fellow students to do it, seeing as he was the most unstable with reiatsu, thus the most expendable, but of course, Yuzu just saw him as an eager soul ready to learn.

The boy, whose name was apparently Ginta struggled against his invisible bonds and squirmed across the ground, much to the other's amusement, "This is something that was used on my Brother when I was younger," she said, calmly walking around the wriggling bundle, "He had actually been able to break the bonds, but it takes alot of pain and effort, so I will release you instead," she said softly, smiling down at him before her hand lifted, as did the Bakudo spell, "The female shinigami who used it on my Brother all those years ago, actually taught Kido to me," her smile widened in fondness of their fun training memories.

They all giggled and laughed as she shared the stories of her and Rukia's training sessions, about how angry her Onii-chan used to get, purposely adding his name so that they might tease him later, if they had the guts. After a while, she had smiled politely at them, treating them as her equals, and advised them to practice, practice, and practice even more until they could use it on her Onii-chan better than Rukia.

THE FINAL DAY: HEALING KIDO (KAIDO)

This one was the simplest of all in Yuzu's mind, aslong as these first years learned that they needed adequate first-aid to go into the field, it was fine. Rukia had also taught her this, her knowledge also only being of mild expanse.

She gave them the advice passed down from her former teacher, just as she had with every class yet, she found this the best way to cope with the overflow of new and exciting things happening in her life - Remember their words.

"Unlike Kido, this reiatsu must be channeled gently through to the palms of your hands," she showed them the smooth flats of her hands and told them to pay close attention - She purposely made it almost impossible not to sense her reishi in the room and slowly churned the energy from her power's core, through her slender arms and finally to her padded fingertips, where they glowed with bright intensity a soothing, light green color.

The students reacted well to the lesson, finding themselves easily imitating their teachers movements and putting the effort in to work on it. Like many of those from her offensive/defensive kido class, there were some who were unintentionally causing trouble for Yuzu and the others - Their healing came out as crazed, electrical currents and the calm leaf green had become a swamp sludge-like color and there was some sparks that flew from their fingertips, shocking them slightly on the way.

She had reassured them as she always had when people had a hard time - She looked to the more optimistic side of things and they seemed to love her for it - "If someone ever needed to be resuscitated, your Kaido would definitely be helpful in speeding up their pulse, so that they can breath easier," she had said sweetly, holding their conducting hands in her own gingerly.

Aaaaand done! I feel like I've bored you with this, so I'm sorry if I was right, I'm just really trying to fill up some time. Only a little while longer.. Also, who was the heavily pregnant woman? You'll probably find out next chapter, or maybe the one after that xD