a/n: Sorry I took a little while longer than I planned,but thanks for the review finally anyway everybody! It's because of that that I decided to write some more on this any way.

D: I do not own ay Bleach copyrights.

'Tet tat, tat tat tet, tet tat tat tet'

"What are you doing? Writing a song or something?"Mizuiro asked innocently, causing Tatsuki to jump violently as he appeared mere inches behind her. She tried to suppress her irritation as the pencil she had been tapping against the desk flew out of her reach and over to the other side of the room. Her temper raged at the blackhaired boy but she pushed it back forcefully. More than anything she knew that Mizuiro didn't deserve the force of her wrath, as he had just been trying to be friendly; the boy had no idea what thoughts he was interrupting after all.

"Something like that," She grinned halfheartedly, trying her best to adopt that pseudo happiness she had created around the time that Orihime and the others had disappeared.

"Oooh," Keigo suddenly piped in, popping out from behind Mizuiro, "A band? Can I join? Pleeeasse?" His whiny voice was making it surprisingly difficult to keep up her poker face, was Keigo usually this annoying? She wondered vaguely as the brunette continued to rage about how they were leaving him out again.

"I never said band Mr. Asano," Mizuiro chided calmly, his sly smile carefully masked by formal expression. "I merely asked Tatsuki why she was spacing out," He paused and hot her a sly smile, "Mr. Asano." She couldn't help but shoot one back, there was no doubt that this kid knew that he was pushing the other boy's buttons. "And who says we leave you out? You're the one who's always going off about how you're too cool to hang out with the rest of us," Mizuiro continued before pausing again, a mischievous look dancing in his eyes. "Mr. Asano."

"Waaah! Why so formal?" Keigo cried, completely oblivious to his friend's sly humor, never even realizing that there was a joke behind it all. Still, the enthusiasm with which he spoke was beginning to make it difficult for Tatsuki to hide the secretive grins. Mizuiro caught her eye and winked, causing Tatuki to realize with a start that she was behind all of this teasing. Her friend had seen her absentminded contemplation and was trying to cheer her up. Even now while Keigo raved about all of his friends leaving him, Mizuiro stole to the other side of the room and retrieved her pencil; he had slid it back into her hand before Keigo had even noticed he was gone. There was no hiding it this time, she smiled a very watery smile at him, finding herself thanking whoever was out there that she had been given friends.

"Not you too Tatsuki!" Keigo cried despairingly, whoops, he had seen the grin.

"It's not that Keig-AHHH!" Chizuru had chosen that particular moment to glomp her in a chest foddling hug. With one powerful strike, Tatsuki had launched her across the room and was now marching towards her, face scarlet with rage and all grins forgotten. Both Keigo and Mizuiro seemed to stunned with the sudden change to speak. "What the hell was that for?"

"I was reminiscing," The proud lesbian stated bitterly as she got up and brushed herself off, "I miss Orihime, she never punched me, plus she had a larger chest."

"Uh, Chizuru, maybe that isn't the best thing to bring up," Mizuiro cut in softly, seeing her face darken further. Both boys had paled noticeably when her friend was brought up, it was well known as a tender subject for her.

"Why?" The red head asked, completely oblivious as she reached over to pat Tatsuki's shoulder in what she must have thought was a consoling manner. "Having a big chest is great an all, but it's nothing to get upset about."

Tatsuki's fist were clenching, her anger had gone from a 5 to a 100 in a span of five minutes. She knew it was unreasonable fury, she knew that she shouldn't be mad; but somehow the mention of Orihime had made her want to pummel Chizuru. She needed to force all of her frustrations onto her, to make her understand why she was so furious.

Keigo's gentle hand pulled her away from the other girl with a soft pressure. Mizuiro followed closely behind them in what she knew was an effort to stop her from tearing away and barreling back to the blooming fight. "We're going to go outside for a bit," Mizuiro called over his shoulder as the confused lesbian stared after them.

"Eh? It's not even lunch yet."

"We'll be back," He replied hastily, all but shoving their sometimes violent friend out the door.

Tatsuki whirled around to snap something nasty but stopped dead as something caught her eye. It was very brief but she could of sworn that a flash of gold had appeared in the window. Barely registering her friends' worried glances, she broke away from them and went to investigate. They were on the third floor so it was unlikely it was anything more than a bird, nonetheless, she was suspicious.

A figure seemed to be floating right outside the glass, not even jumping as the girl be had been staring at stared back. All the color drained from her face, she recognized that blond hair.

"Uh, what's going on?" Keigo and Mizuiro had come up right behind her, both blatantly worried. Mizuiro looked out the window questioningly but Keigo's eyes had become very wide. Instantly he began to stammer out sentences that sounded like "whoisthatguy!whyishefloating!shouldwecallsomeone!AHHH!" Tatsuki sighed with exasperation, she had forgotten Keigo could see souls as well. Though from what he had told her, a bald man that now sounded suspiciously like these soul reapers had once stayed at his house. Maybe that was why he was so freaked now, from the sound of it, these people could cause trauma.

Shinji raised an eyebrow as the brunette had a meltdown in the corner. He looked mildly amazed at how many people could see him, actually, she wondered if he would blame Ichigo's friendship on this anomaly again, he had last time.

"What's going on?" Mizuiro looked worried for his friends health, he of course saw nothing. He caught Keigo by the shoulder and shook him gently, "Keigo, calm down!"

Should she tell them what's going on? They knew about Ichigo's mission too, they had been with her when Urahara had told her after all.

"Is it one of those things that only you guys can see?" Mizuiro asked suddenly, his face solemn.

She started at the unexpected words but nodded anyway. How did he know about souls? Never had she explained any of the spiritual world to him, not even when the blond visored outside had explained it all to her. As far as she knew, even Keigo did not realize that the people he saw weren't human.

"Then you better go see what it wants then," Mizuiro smiled reasuringly and began to lead Keigo down the hallway. "I'll just take Mr. Asano to the infirmary." Tatsuki smiled as Keigo all but forgot about the floating kid and began to whine about the formality. When they were out of sight she sped off in the other direction, directly towards the outside courtyard from which Shinji floated twenty feet above.

Mizuiro was right, she had to see what he wanted.