Hello everyone, it's Shikuzumika, back from the dead! I'm amazed that people are still reading the story, as it surprises me when I get emails saying someone new has liked my story 0w0

It makes me so happy, I don't deserve all of you with the way I update and my lack of understanding of line breaks ;-;

After the last note, I mentioned I had no idea where to go next as at the time I had dropped Bleach for some more personal RP's with another author notable for her Maple Series here on ((Kage-No-Akuma for those wondering ;3)) as we are friends IRL. However, about a year ago she dropped our RP's so she could do something that interested her more, and I'm okay with that. As a result though, I managed to finish reading and watching Bleach so I'm back for however long college courses will let me *-*

As Ichigo and Shiro managed aftermath of the invasion of the Soul Society, the triplets took the chance to sneak out of the invasion to take a gander at the human world that they would probably also be invading at Aizen's orders. Luckily for them, they snuck out easily and made it out without a hitch, arriving to a world full of bustling cars, people, and light. Obviously, they had been here before with Koyoshi's drinking habits, but the first time they had been there they remembered being so mesmerized by the amount of color and light as they had only ever seen what Hueco Mundo offered as nature.

At the time their parents had brought them when they were still young, so that they could get a good idea of what the Soul Society looked like when they invaded it. The first day they all pretty much took in the sights and what the normal world had to offer, but later on it became a place of training and work only to be enjoyed in times of success.

"I can't believe I followed you two out here when we could be ripping more soul reaper's apart." Mamoru sighed, Koyoshi wrapping his arm around him in agreement.

"I know, you're quite stupid aren't you!" he exclaimed, getting an annoyed look from his brother while Shizu looked quite amused. "Anyway, get that cactus out of your ass and loosen up a bit. We won, so it's time to party isn't it?"

Mamoru sighed as he nodded, Koyoshi smiling wide as they managed to get to their favorite pub, which was unfortunately closed as the staff was on vacation.

"Tch, and right when I was going to drink like there was no tomorrow." Koyoshi sighed, crossing his arms as Mamoru patted his shoulder.

"Yeah, too bad you couldn't get kicked out by the bouncer for being to loud. The last time Orihime said she would have loved to take a video and put it onto this thing called World Star so that people around the world would see you make a fool of yourself. But unfortunately you won't show up on camera."

"Oh shut it, it was one time!" Koyoshi argued, though Shizu disagreed.

It was 12 times, don't forget about the extra digit. Also, the bouncer banned you the last time for making another customer feel like he was crazy and violated because he couldn't see you.

Koyoshi scoffed. "Ain't my fault the bouncer can see ghosts. If he didn't I'd be off the hook." Feeling dejected, they decided to loot a liquor store and decided to walk around, taking a good look at the other buildings and helping ghosts pass on, something Ichigo had taught them to do. Of course, they'd end up going to the Soul Society, but they felt it was better to let them arrive there than let them waste away their soul chains here and become hollows. Besides, they weren't targeting regular souls, only soul reapers.

After some walking, they ended up at a familiar sight: The Kurosaki Clinic run by Ichigo's father, the ex-soulreaper, Isshin Kurosaki.

They didn't know much about him other than where he lived and how he abandoned Ichigo for having the three of them in his belly and fighting against the Soul Society and its principles. Shiro had often told them if they have the chance to kill Isshin, they should take it, as he simply abandoned his own child for the sake of keeping with the rules. After all, he had done that for his late wife, why not his own son?

"To think Mum's old man lives here, wasting his life away knowing he abandoned his own kid for some stupid laws." Koyoshi huffed, his brothers agreeing as they took a step forward, where they met with someone staring at them from the door.

Their own grandfather.

"What are you doing here? State your names." Isshin asked, keeping his distance as just by looking at them, he knew knew what they were, Arrancar. Not only that, but due to their appearances, he knew just who they were too, Shiro and Ichigo's offspring.

"Hmm… if we tell you our names I doubt you'll care. Judging from your eyes, I'd say you'd rather pick a fight. If so, why are you just standing there? Is it because you know we'll kill you?" Koyoshi taunts, Mamoru smiling as he joins in.

"Honestly Gramps, we'd thought you'd be more bite but you're just standing there, like a scared coward who throws away his kids when they've done something bad."

Isshin scowls. "You wouldn't know a thing. If you did, you'd understand why you were never meant to be."

Shizu comes forward, looking pretty unhappy with Isshin's words. Then kill us. I'd like to see you try. He warns, Koyoshi taking out Getsumen Hame while Mamoru creates doppelgangers of himself. At that moment, Isshin goes inside and returns in his Soul Reaper garments, ready to take on the trio.

"If it's a fight you want, then I'll give it to you. Just do me a favor and don't bore me to death."