Hey guys. Okay, so this is a really long chapter (at least for me) so be prepared.

KK, well, UNFORTUNATLEY, Bleach isn't mine (or is it fortunate?) Please read and review!

-Ichigo-

I groggily shuffled into Shinji's room the next morning at four to wake him up, knowing it would take him an hour to get ready.

"Shin. S'time ta ge u'." I slurred as I reached down to shake him awake…only to find I was shaking blankets. Knowing that it was impossible for Shinji to be up yet, I checked my room to see if maybe he'd slept walked and I hadn't noticed him. Not there. I was now wide awake as I checked Chad's lock to make sure he hadn't broken habit and still locked it. No Shinji in there, then…I rushed into the living room to see-

Shinji sprawled across Nnoitra's chest, both of them asleep on the couch. Grimmjow was asleep in the floor. The two visitor males had on a pair of Chad's sleep pants each and no shirt, while Shinji was…Shin was in his boxers.

The night before, Shinji had insisted that the two of them come home with us because they 'Just HAD to meet the boys and- oooooooooh! Grimmy's gonna be in trouble with Shiro!' Therefore, we let them crash on the couch.

An evil smirk formed on my face as I thought up the perfect way to wake them all up. I headed into the kitchen with sick thoughts in mind…

BANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANGBANG! "GET UP! UP, UP, UP! GET U- sorry Chad. Just try to ignore it. UP UP UP UUUUUUUUP!" I yelled as I banged the two biggest pans we had together. Grimmjow shot off the ground with a dazed, confused, and terrified look as Shinji screamed and tumbled off Nnoitra. Nnoitra, on the other hand, didn't move. Frustrated, I walked to him and whapped him upside the head with one pan. He sat straight up on the couch and glared at me after he got his bearings.

"Ichi…why ya wakin' us u'so eeeearllyyy?" Shinji garbled. I rolled my eyes. "The boys are coming today. And you have thirty minutes to get ready. And remember we're going to Tokyo to shop as well. Hurry." Shinji shot off the ground and bolted to his bedroom. I turned back to the other two. "Shower's second door on the right down the hall. I'll put your clothes in the washer while you take a shower," I paused to hit Nnoitra again because he was dozing off, "because you two smell like sweaty guys. Chad's shampoo and body wash are the two small blue bottles. Avoid anything else in there because for one, you don't want to smell like a fairy – ahem – I mean Shinji all day and I'm almost out of mine. Okay?" I asked, smiling down at the two half-awake guys. They nodded sleepily as I collected their clothes and Grimmjow headed off to the shower.

So, thirty minutes later, Grimmjow was sitting in my passenger seat as Nnoitra stuffed himself into Shinji's. I pulled out first, Shinji following as I pulled my phone out and dialed Renji's number.

"Yo." Renji answered. "Ichi, do you know what time it is?"

"Yes, nitwit. But we had to get up early so we could leave and get to Tokyo in time to pick you guys up."

"Awww. How sweet. But why did you need to call me?"

"So you could wake the others up."

"And why is that?" He sounded really irritated as I heard him wake the other band members up.

"Because Shin and I have to get up this early, so you fuckers have gotta suffer too. And we're subjecting you to a full day of shopping in Tokyo. Oh, and Ren?"

He grumbled. "What?"

"You have to sleep in Shinji's room."

There wa silence on the other end until- "WHAT?!"

"Yeah…'cause Shi and I always share a bed, Kensei and Shuuhei get the couch pull out bed, Toshiro will sleep anywhere, so he'll sleep on the floor, and Chad refuses to share a room with anybody – not that I blame him. That leaves you in Shin's room."

"I hate you. So much."

"You love me, really." I laughed as I listened to him grumble some more. "Well, now that I know you're awake, I'll see you in an hour or two. Tell Shiro I love him! Bye Ren!" I just barely heard him protest before I hung up. I looked over at Grimmjow, smiled, and raced Shinji down the back roads.

Almost two hours later, Shinji and I pulled into the airport parking lot. All four of us got out and just as we entered the doors, we heard and female voice announce, "Flight 156 has landed. Flight 156 has landed." Shinji gasped from beside me and then we both squealed.

"THEY'RE HERE!" We startled and old couple passing by as we ran to the gates, completely forgetting that there were two other people tagging along with us, only at a much slower pace. Shinji and I bounced up and down on the balls of our feet as we stared excitedly at the plane's door. We watched people trail out and down the portable staircase. We were starting to get discouraged, because the last person to come out of the door was a little old lady and she had just stepped off the bottom step…when there was a loud crash from the door and a red-headed male stumbled into the light, looking as if he'd just emerged from a fight with a lion and had won (It was probably just Shiro, though). He bent down to grab his bag, only to barely manage to get it as he was shoved from behind and went tumbling down the stairs. The albino, white-haired demon that had shoved him popped up in the door way, grinning. He pulled the handle from the top of his suitcase and started dragging it behind him as he smugly descended the staircase. The red-head had gotten up by then, with the help of some attendants, and was waiting at the bottom. The white-haired demon grinned at him and shoved his shoulder. The other male didn't even bother shoving back as two brothers, a tall, buff, short-silver-haired man, and a slim, dark haired male, emerged as well, and were followed by a short, blazing-ass-white-haired guy. The three of them came down, joining the other two, and the five band members turned towards the shocked crowd. After another minute or so of staring, everybody went back to their business as Shinji and I were ready to burst. As soon as they came through the detectors, my blonde friend and I jumped them.

"SHIRO!" I yelled as Shinji yelled, "RENJI!" We ran to them and Shirosaki immediately dropped his bag to grab me, pick me up, and swing me around in a circle. "Ichi! How are you?" Shiro asked as he sat me down and planted a kiss on my forehead. I kissed his cheek and grinned. "Perfect, now that my favorite guys are back with me." He smirked and let me go so that I could greet the rest of them. Renji was still trying to pry Shinji off, so I turned to Toshiro.

"Hey, man. How's my little brother?" Toshiro smiled, which was only for rare occasions, and said, "Great. Karin told me to tell you Hi." I nodded as I pulled him into a brotherly hug. He and Karin had been dating for a little over a year, and, even though he was two years older than her, I supported them. Soon enough, Karin would be eighteen and she could graduate and go on tour with them like she wanted. I ruffled his hair and looked back to Renji. He was now free of Shinji (who was now squeezing the life out of Kensei). I smiled and we hugged. I smiled into his chest, as he was too tall for me to do much else, and pulled back. "It's only been a day and a half, but I missed ya brother." He smiled back at me and nodded his agreement.

"And are you just going to forget about us? We can't understand you, man, but I can guess that you weren't talking about Shuu and me." I heard a deep American voice growl. I turned to see a grinning Kensei and Shuuhei and ran to them. Kensei squeezed me before Shuuhei ripped me from Ken's grasp and hugged me to himself, instead.

I pulled away as I remembered the tag-along's from earlier and whipped around to see them awkwardly standing at the sidelines, Nnoitra with a jealous look as Grimmjow seemed to be staring off into space. I ran to them, dragged them to the group, and my smile threatened to split my face in half as I said, "Nnoi, Grimm, this is Shirosaki, Renji, Kensei, Toshiro, and Shuuhei. Guys, this is Nnoitra and Grimmjow." I pointed to each one of them as I said their respective names. Nnoitra walked over to Shinji, yanked him off Kensei's arm by his waist, growled at Kensei, and dragged a giggling Shinji back to the place beside me, keeping a tight grip on his waist.
"Wait, what?" Shuuhei asked. "I didn't get that. English please?" I sighed.

"Shuu, Ken, this is Nnoitra and Grimm." I repeated.

"Okay, and this Nnoitra character…why did he look at me like he was going to murder me and why is he being so rough with Shinji?" Kensei questioned, apparently suspicious of Nnoitra. Though, it wasn't me who answered him.

"BeCAUSE, Ken, he's my boyfriend and he didn' like me hangin' on other men. It's not your fault." Shinji snickered. "Real sweetie, ain'ee?" Kensei nodded warily and I sighed.

"Okay everybody, let's just get in the car. Grimm, Shiro, and Toshiro can ride with me. Nnoi, Ken, Shuu, and Ren can ride with Shinji. C'mon." I lead the way back to the two mustangs with Shiro's arm around my shoulder and Grimmjow walking on my other side. Toshiro trailed behind us, tapping away on his phone.

After everyone was packed and ready to go, Shinji's car stuffed full, I was about to get into the driver's seat, when Toshiro tapped my shoulder and then pointed to the other side of the car. I looked up to see a strange sight.

Both Shiro and Grimmjow had their hands on the passenger seat door handle and were glaring at one another. Finally, Shiro shoved Grimmjow onto his ass and scoffed, "Pussy." Grimmjow shot off the pavement, but before a fight could start, I got in between them.

-Grimmjow-

It's just a stupid seat. Why can't he just let me sit there? It's just the passenger seat. Damn. He's acting like he's Ichigo's boyfriend. Wait…what if he is?

For some reason, that thought pissed me of even more. I had no idea why, but I was pulled from my thoughts when the white-haired guy – Damn…I think his mane's Shiro…maybe. – shoved me to the ground and called me a pussy. I Shot off the ground, ready for a fist fight, when Ichigo came darting around the car. Just as always, I had the unconscious thought that Ichigo was going to grab me, pull me into a hug, and tell this guy to shove off. But…he didn't do that.

Ichigo got in front of Shirosaki and put a hand on his chest. He looked up at the slightly taller male, met his eyes, and the white-haired guy calmed down without even a sound of protest. At the time, I had no idea why that hurt my heart so much. My stomach twisted at the thought of Ichigo calming not just someone else down from a fight, but calming my would-be apponent instead of me.

"Shirosaki, you will sit in the back seat," Ichigo started and I grinned in triumph at the other guy's scowl before I scowled as well, "as will you, Grimmjow. And it will not be the backseat of my car." He grabbed us both by the collars of our shirts and dragged us to the blonde's car. He ripped the back door open and glared at the occupants. "Renji, Shuu, Ken, change of plans. You three are riding with me. These two idiots and Tosh are riding with Shinji." The three males scrambled out of the car, in what I suspected was fear of Ichigo's wrath. He shoved me in the car, stepped aside to let the quiet, short male get in the middle, and then shoved the asshole in. He was about to close the door, when he leaned back in. "And Shinji? If these two speak a word or move a muscle on the way back, tell me." The blonde nodded, but frowned. "But Ichi, what about shop-" Ichigo held up a hand. "Not right now, Shin. Right now, I wanna go home and drop these dimwits off, and then you can get in my car and I'll bring you back up here, okay?" Shinji nodded and Ichigo slammed the door shut and stalked off to his car. He ripped the driver's door open, got in, and slammed it shut. I sighed as Shinji started the car, turned on Panic! At The Disco, and pulled off after Ichigo.

"Nice going, Shi. Whatever you and Grimm did, you sure pissed Ichi off. And Grimm, I'd steer clear of doing anything other than sitting up straight, still, and proper, holding your pinky up when you drink, and saying nothing unless you're spoken to for the next week when you're around him 'cuz if you even step a toe outta line, your certain death in guaranteed as a blot on your timeline." I nodded, actually a little unnerved at how serious the blonde sounded. When I peeked at the other guilty party, he looked just as terrified as I felt.

I then realized that, whoever this guy was, if he picked a fight with me, he would get scolded like a puppy by Ichigo. But, I also realized that the same would happen to me if I picked a fight with him. Obviously, we needed to stay clear of each other, and that didn't seem very likely.

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-T