So, if you read this before and saw this change then yes it has been revised (just a bit) to fit more to my current style! It's cleaner and way more clear now. Before, this was made around January 2020 and I had just returned from a writing hiatus so it was wonky and this is my first Bleach and ByaIchi story. I decided to change it to my current style so it would be better imo. So, if you're a new reader and saw chapter 2 - 5 then it is in the old style. I'll slowly update it one by one (2 - 5) so don't worry! I hope you enjoyed this new and improved Chapter 1!

Soul Society has finally calmed down after repairing, training and more. All of those were required to let the economy and military of Soul Society rise once again. It definitely burdened the whole Gotei 13 under the command of Kyouraku Shunsui, the new Captain-Commander.

"Rukia!" A fairly tall man with bright orange hair waved at the woman with long black hair proudly wearing the haori for the captain of the 13th Division. The woman turned around to face the latter and greeted him with a small grin.

"What's wrong, Ichigo? Aren't you supposed to meet up with Renji?"

The orange haired man jogged over to the latter's position and ruffled her hair, "Pineapple wasn't in his office when I checked. I don't feel like staying in his messy office."

Rukia patted his back quite roughly, "I feel you."

Ichigo sighed and shook his head, "By the way, how's Byakuya?"

The raven raised her eyebrow in confusion, "Nii-sama? He's busy but he feels fine. Why?"

Ichigo shrugged casually, "I was just asking."

Rukia's grin grew wider, "Oho, concerned are we?"

The orange head scoffed and looked away, "Why? Can't I be concerned for a friend?"

Rukia rolled her eyes, "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say, Ichigo." She turned away and started walking.

The younger looked back and followed her, "Hey, what do you mean?"

The latter just shrugged, "What do I mean?"

Ichigo glared daggers at her back as he followed her. He couldn't help but have the urge to kick his dear friend.

"Oh, Ichigo. How's life ever since you stayed here?" Rukia asked curiously.

Ichigo shrugged, "I mean, it's pretty normal. Kinda similar to the World of the Living but at the same time it's not."

Rukia hummed in response, "You have a point there," She then looked at him, "Where do you even stay anyways?"

The orange haired man was not allowed to go to the World of the Living anymore so he has no choice but to stay here even if he doesn't want to.

"I crash at yours or Renji's place, you know." Ichigo muttered with dismay.

As much as he hates being a burden, he does not have a choice but to stay at his friends' place or perhaps somewhere that he could actually sleep in. He doesn't know anymore.

"Why not join a division so you could at least stay at the barracks?" Rukia suggested. It wasn't a bad idea but Ichigo does not like abiding to the rules of the Central 46 much less the division captains and since he would join a division, he would be obliged to follow them without a question.

Rukia sighed when she saw Ichigo's scowl, "I know you hate Central 46 but do you even have a choice? You are also part of Soul Society now that you are permanently here," An idea suddenly popped up in her head, "You know what? Maybe you should join my division."

Ichigo sighed, "I'll think about it, Rukia. Thanks for the offer though."

His raven haired friend nodded, "Anytime. My office is open for you. I think my division is the safest because the other divisions are after you for both good and bad reasons."

The orange haired man scowled when he remembered Kenpachi. "Or... you can join Nii-sama's division?"

Ichigo shuddered at the thought, "I think he'll work me to the bone," He raised his arms exasperatedly, "Imagine Byakuya as your boss? It will kill you!"

"Him as a boss? That's hot." Zangetsu . Shirosaki's voice echoed in his head.

Ichigo completely ignored his hollow that was giving off a mocking laugh.

The division captain laughed lightly, "You're quite right about that but don't let Nii-sama hear that."

"Hear what?" A cool, deep voice suddenly spoke up behind them.

The two jumped in surprise and whipped back to face the owner of the voice. Well, speak of the devil as the 6th Division captain, Kuchiki Byakuya, stood there with his calm demeanor but had the suspicious glint in his eyes.

Slate gray eyes met with Ichigo's amber eyes.

"B-byakuya," the orange head stuttered. He didn't expect to see the man right now.

Rukia immediately bowed in respect, "Nii-sama, good day," she then darted her eyes towards the orange head, "Ichigo here just said something foolish earlier."

Byakuya nodded in acknowledgement, "Good day as well, Rukia." He looked over at Ichigo who glared at Rukia who was offended by his friend's betrayal, "I see."

"You always say something foolish, Kurosaki Ichigo." Byakuya stated monotonously.

Ichigo scoffed in irritation, "I rarely do that. Well, I just did more today."

Byakuya hummed in amusement, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Rukia looked at the two back and forth with knowing eyes. She rarely sees her brother amused and smiling at that. It was a shocking sight to say the least and it made the younger Kuchiki curious.

"Nii-sama, what are you doing here wandering in the streets?" Rukia inquired, "You're usually at your office."

Byakuya closed his eyes, "There is a captain meeting, Rukia. Do not be late." With that, he left using shunpo.

Rukia's eyes widened in realization and looked at Ichigo, "Oh, shit. I forgot about it. You can wait in my office, Ichigo. I'll return as soon as the meeting is done." Like her brother, she used shunpo and left a confused Ichigo by the streets.

Rukia and a spiky red haired man entered the 13th Division office slowly. The 13th Division captain went over her desk and sat down with a sigh.

Ichigo sat properly on the couch when he heard them enter to greet them, "Hey Rukia. Renji."

Renji nodded in acknowledgement and plopped down beside Ichigo. He leaned back comfortably and sighed, "Being a captain really sucks."

The orange head snorted in amusement, "I'm still surprised Kyouraku-san even made you captain."

Renji's eyebrow twitched in irritation. He pulled Ichigo down and headbutted him, "Wanna fight, strawberry?!"

Ichigo headbutted him as well, "Why not, pineapple?!"

"Don't fight in my office, you dumbasses," Rukia said as she smacked them in the head which made the men groan in pain. The raven sighed and took off her captain haori and hung it over a chair. Renji grumbled and took off his haori as well and set it aside beside Rukia's.

"Those haoris really look so big," Ichigo commented as he looked at the white garments.

Renji nodded and sighed, "You can say that again. It's not like we can do anything about it anyways."

Ichigo shifted to a more comfortable position on the couch, "So, what did you guys talk about in the meeting? Gossip?"

Rukia rolled her eyes, "Well, we don't gossip. It's our weekly reports and Urahara-san managed to discover something that only started last week."

Ichigo raised his eyebrow, intrigued, "Man, I hope it's not another war or something. I'm still tired."

Rukia shook her head, "No, it's not something that requires physical combat." Ichigo made a gesture for Rukia to continue, "You know you in the World of the Living has something called "Red String of Fate"?"

Ichigo nodded as those words were familiar, "What about it?"

Renji intervened, "Apparently, there are cases happenin' here where two people are kinda stuck to each other the more close you are. It's by random though."

The orange head groaned, "God, you suck at explaining."

Renji grunted and glared at the other, "Well, sorry."

Before any of the three could say anything, the door to Rukia's office was suddenly open to reveal a tall man with messy blonde hair holding a fan near his face, "Good day to you." The captain of the 12th Division, Kisuke Urahara, appeared with a mischievous aura surrounding him.

Rukia stood up, "Urahara-san! And Yoruichi-san?"

The dark skinned female, Shihoin Yoruichi, popped up beside Urahara with a sly smirk, "Hey there, Rukia. Hello to you too, Ichigo. Renji."

The men who were sitting down nodded in acknowledgement. Urahara urged Yoruichi to step inside the office and closed the door. There was something up when those two were together and decided to pay a visit.

"What are you two doing here?" Rukia inquired. She then realized her office was suddenly crowded by captains and a young shinigami.

Urahara chuckled, "I had the feeling that you'll explain my discovery with Ichigo-kun here so I wanted to drop by to explain it properly."

Yoruichi sat beside Ichigo and sighed, "Ichigo, you still look like shit."

Ichigo rolled his eyes, unamused, "Thanks a lot, Yoruichi."

Urahara looked over the smaller captain, "You don't mind us staying for a bit, right?"

Rukia sighed, "Well, you're already here so why not? Besides, Ichigo misses you."

The orange head glared at Rukia, "What? I never said that!"

He was suddenly engulfed in a hug by Yoruichi and Urahara, hugging him tighter the more he resisted. "Aw, no need to be embarrassed, Ichigo-kun. You can always visit us!" Yoruichi teased with a playful grin on her face.

Ichigo groaned in embarrassment, "Like hell I'll visit."

The two captains let him go as they laugh. Urahara sat down beside Renji, "So, here's the thing Ichigo. There are events that happened between Shinigamis lately. A pair has the red string of fate attached to them. The more they spend time together or the more they harness their feelings for each other, the shorter the string will become."

"Meaning, at first, the string's length is how much you two need to 'work out' since to meet together, they have to have more connection to shorten the length," Yoruichi continued.

Ichigo raised his eyebrow, "What if the string breaks or if there's already a couple?"

Urahara nodded in acknowledgement, "The Soul King made the thread surprisingly tough. Besides, the stronger the fate, the stronger the string will be. Plus, if the couple is the one fated before this then there's no problem."

"What happens when the string gets so short?" Rukia inquired with curiosity. The topic was certainly new and interesting.

Urahara rubbed his chin in thought, "My theory is that it will appear before it breaks to show your fate. It broke since you and your partner are finally together."

Renji hummed, "Then does that mean we can't see shit? How will we know that we are with the right person?"

Urahara nodded once again, "None of you can see it unless you are too close to the breaking point. I don't think you'll fall for the wrong person. It is fate after all."

Yoruichi then looked over at Ichigo who seemed oddly quiet throughout the conversation, "Hey, what's up? You've been quiet for a while."

Ichigo's eyebrows are knitted together, thinking deeply, "So, Urahara-san. I kinda got lost along the way but the bottom line is that no one should be able to see it, right?"

The blonde captain nodded in response, "Yes. Even I can't see it or even any of the captains."

Ichigo gulped in nervousness, "I guess that issue solves the problem of why I keep seeing red strings on the floor."

The captains looked at each other, surprised. Urahara put a fan near his face, "Does that mean you can see mine?" He then raised his pinky finger and gestured towards it for the orange head to look at it.

Ichigo nodded, "Maybe I can also see who it is connected to."

Urahara chuckled in amusement, "Interesting. So someone who has a high reiatsu like Ichigo-kun can see huh?" He then looked down at Ichigo's pinky finger, "So, Ichigo-kun. Can you see who you're connected to?"

Ichigo shook his head, "Nah. My string is cut off around the middle. I guess he wants us to be drawn to fate rather than be obliged to whoever we're connected to."

Yoruichi patted Ichigo's back roughly, which made Ichigo grunt in pain, "Wise words, kid."

Urahara kept on staring at Ichigo's finger, "Very interesting. I guess it will be a bit off if you find out whoever you're connected to." The blonde then pondered, "Ichigo-kun, please refrain from telling who you see that are connected and that you are able to see them. Fate has its consequences to whoever messes with it after all."

The orange head nodded, "Fine, let everything play out naturally right?"

Urahara gave a small smile, "Yes. Thank you, Ichigo-kun. Though it would've been better if you told me about it before."

Ichigo laughed nervously, "Sorry, Urahara-san. I thought I was just seeing things and it would fade soon."

Urahara dismissed it with a gesture, "It's fine. It's fun to discover it on your own." The older captain looked over Rukia and Renji, "Please keep quiet about this, okay?"

Rukia nodded in understanding, "Of course, Urahara-san. I promise I won't say anything," She then looked towards her husband, "Though I can't say the same thing about Renji over there."

Renji glared at her, "Oi, what do you mean? I can keep a secret!"

The raven scoffed, "No, you don't."

Yoruichi patted Ichigo in fake pity, "I feel bad for you. You won't know the thrill of finding out who you'll end up with."

Ichigo rolled his eyes, "I can't see mine, you know. I can only see the others."

The redhead lifted up his hand to show Ichigo his pinky finger, "Who am I connected to?"

Rukia glared icily at the other, "Renji!"

The red haired man shrugged, "I just wanna try, okay?"

Ichigo stared at the latter's finger pretending to look. He decided to speak whatever name that first pops up in his mind, "Byakuya."

The whole room choked on their tea when Ichigo uttered the name. He has a serious look plastered on his face that made Rukia question him.

Rukia looked at him incredulously, "Seriously, it's Nii-sama?"

Yoruichi snorted in amusement, "No way."

Ichigo broke out of his facade and laughed loudly, "Wow, if only you guys saw the look on your faces."

The immediate sigh of relief from Rukia and Renji made it funnier. Renji glared at the orange head and lightly punched his forearm, "You asshole. You scared me there."

Ichigo shrugged casually, "Urahara-san just said I cannot say the one you're fated with so I said a name that first came to mind."

Yoruichi and Urahara looked at each with a knowing grin. The purple haired woman looked over the orange haired man, "Ah, so you think about Byakuya-kun a lot?"

This time, Ichigo choked on his own tea. Seems like karma went to him pretty quickly. The orange head glared hotly at the older woman, "It's not like that! What the hell? Rukia was looking at me like that earlier."

Yoruichi shrugged but had a sly grin on her face, "Great women think alike."

Ichigo rolled his eyes, "Sure."

Urahara then stood up and fixed his uniform, "I think we already overstayed our welcome," he looked over the raven haired captain, "Thanks for the time and tea, Rukia-san."

Rukia nodded in response, "Thank you too, Urahara-san. Yoruichi-san."

Ichigo stood up as well and stretched his arms, "I'm going as well."

Renji looked up at him in confusion, "To where? You don't even have a place."

The orange head grumbled, "Why does everyone have to rub it in my face that I'm homeless here?"

The red haired captain snorted, "It's because you are."

The orange haired man rolled his eyes, "I'm just going to Byakuya. Happy now?"

Rukia and Yoruichi smirked in amusement. "Ho, I see. Make sure to say hi to your boyfriend for me." Yoruichi grinned and left but not before seeing Ichigo's flushed chuckled and Renji coughed at Yoruichi's statement.

"Well then, I'll be going now." Urahara bowed and left the office in a flash.

Ichigo sighed and opened the window of the office, "I'm heading out as well."

Rukia just smirked in amusement, "Yeah, take care. Please say hi to Nii-sama for me." Ichigo rolled his eyes but nodded anyway. He climbed out of the window and used shunpo.

Renji's eyes widened in realization and looked at the raven haired woman, "Wait, are you guys implying that-?"

"Yep."

The Kuchiki heir was sitting in his office, completing the paperwork he has to finish today. He has double the work because his lieutenant is helping the other members to train in the training grounds right now. His eyes were focused on his paper when he felt a familiar reiatsu from his window.

Byakuya sighed when he was sure whose presence it was, "What are you doing here, Kurosaki Ichigo?" The raven haired looked up to see the familiar orange hair climbing in from his window.

Ichigo walked over to the chair near Byakuya's desk and sat down, "Hello to you too, Byakuya."

The latter scoffed and looked back down on his papers, "State your business."

The orange head huffed, "Do I need to when I just wanted to see my friend?"

Byakuya hummed amusedly in response, "If you have no important business with me then you may go."

"C'mon, let me stay for now."

The noble sighed, surprisingly giving in, "Fine. Do not make a sound, Kurosaki Ichigo or else you will leave immediately."

Ichigo mustered up a grin, "Thanks, Byakuya." The other simply grunted in response with that.

Ichigo muttered, "Oh, Rukia and Yoruichi said hi."

Byakuya raised his eyebrow in confusion, "You were with them?"

"Yep. In Rukia's office. We talked about the red string of fate business with Urahara-san."

"The phenomenon that Urahara discovered, then?" the noble guessed.

Ichigo nodded, "Yeah. Supposedly you can't see them, right? But surprisingly I can. Ah, I'm not supposed to tell anyone that but eh," Ichigo laughed nervously as he rambled.

The heir slightly smirked, "Clumsy, are we?"

The orange head rubbed the back of his neck, "It's you anyways, Byakuya. I trust you."

Byakuya's eyes slightly widened in shock but quickly recovered. He looked down on his papers to avoid looking at the younger man, "I see."

Ichigo shifted to a more comfortable position when he saw the latter's figure less tense compared to earlier. He eyed him quietly as the older man worked. Face calm, his captain haori gone, hung neatly over a chair. His eyes wandered from the latter's eyes, nose then finally down to the man's lips that is pursed into a thin line.

"Heh, what's wrong King? Tempted?" Zangetsu's taunting voice echoed in his head.

"Shut up, Shiro." Ichigo thought with a scowl, he doesn't like his spirit mocking him.

His eyes went back up to meet slate gray eyes looking back at him. "Isn't it rude to stare, Kurosaki Ichigo?"

The orange haired man saw amusement in the latter's cold eyes and he immediately looked down in embarrassment, "S-sorry, Byakuya."

"What were you looking at?" Byakuya inquired with mild curiosity.

"Your lips."

"Your pinky finger."

Byakuya's eyes shifted to his own pinky finger and he looked back at the younger man with an eyebrow raised, as if demanding an explanation.

"Ah, you know. The red string of fate? I was just checking."

"I see."

Ichigo shifted his position again and actually looked at the finger, trailing his eyes from there to the thread below, "Huh, that's a pretty long thread. I couldn't see the other end. I guess the person is pretty far away."

"Can you see your own?" Byakuya inquired, intrigued.

Ichigo grinned in surprise, "Ah, interested in the topic?"

The noble resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "The Soul King created this kind of phenomenon so I am interested in the topic."

"You know, you could've just said you want to satisfy our own curiosity," the orange head chuckled, "And to answer your question, I can only see until the middle so I can't really know who I am fated to."

Byakuya pondered for a while before saying, "Fate can be cruel sometimes."

Ichigo chuckled dryly, "I guess you could say that. It's fine, I prefer to be surprised. I think I'll be too surprised if it was an enemy."

The heir raised his eyebrow, "I think fate will be cruel if they gave me someone I dislike. Well, I will accept it either way."

"Jeez, when you put it that way, it makes me hope that it's good. Urahara-san said that the length of the thread represents that pair's relationship. The longer it is, the longer the process I guess? It'll go closer as they spend time together."

The younger man noticed Byakuya's eyes brightened a bit with curiosity. "Though, you might not really like the person, Byakuya. Your thread seems really long," Ichigo said with a teasing voice.

Byakuya scoffed, "It might mean that it's not yet my time with this person."

"Heh, the Soul King really likes to play after seeing that it's a calm time, huh?" Ichigo muttered.

"He must have a reason."

The orange haired man leaned back on his chair, "Eh, it's probably to mess with us or to make us happy?"

The Kuchiki heir said nothing and continued writing on the paper he was holding. Ichigo scratched his head and stayed silent. He doesn't want this comfortable air to disappear so he said nothing further.

A few minutes later, Byakuya's 4th seat entered the office holding a tray filled with chocolate biscuits and 2 cups of tea. She set it on the coffee table by the couch.

Ichigo gave a slight grin, "Thank you."

The 4th seat nodded and smiled at Ichigo. She faced Byakuya and bowed and took her leave.

"Go ahead," Byakuya said without looking up from his work.

Ichigo looked at the table and then back at Byakuya, "Join me?"

The raven haired man stated, "I need to finish this before the day ends."

The orange head huffed, "C'mon. It's lonely when I drink all by myself or is it because you put poison in those?"

Byakuya looked at Ichigo with amusement glinting in his eyes, "If I planned to kill you, my office is not my first choice of location."

The younger chuckled, "You do have a point." He looked at Byakuya with eager eyes, "If it doesn't have, join me."

The noble closed his eyes and sighed, "Fine. If I didn't finish my work today, it's your fault."

Ichigo chuckled, "I'm taking that risk."

Byakuya put down his pen and stood up from his desk. He strode over to the couch and sat on the left end. Ichigo followed suit and sat on the right end to create a comfortable distance between them. He grabbed the nearest cup and took a sip. He quietly sighed in content as he felt his throat get washed over with the comfortable taste of tea. Ichigo looked at Byakuya who had his eyes closed as he sipped his tea.

"You have a habit of staring, Kurosaki Ichigo." Byakuya simply commented, his cup hiding the smirk gracing his lips.

Ichigo rolled his eyes in embarrassment and grabbed a biscuit, "No, it's not."

They then sat in comfortable silence as Byakuya slowly finished his own cup and Ichigo ate the last piece of biscuit. He offered that piece to Byakuya but the latter declined it and told him to finish it.

Ichigo looked over the window as he finished his last gulp of tea, "Wow, it's nighttime now huh?"

Byakuya set his cup down and stood up, walking back to his desk. He grabbed his pen and resumed his work, "You should head home. I will be here until later." Ichigo leaned back on the couch comfortably as he sighed, "Can I join you here for awhile? I got nowhere to go anyways. Rukia and Renji rejected me so I'll probably sleep on a roof or something."

"Do you want to stay in the guest room for now?" Byakuya uttered suddenly. Both of them looked shocked at the older man's offer. Byakuya has no clue why he offered but he won't back down now.

"Uh, at your place?" Ichigo raised his eyebrow, suspicious.

The older nodded, "Yes, of course or are you uncomfortable in staying in the manor?"

Ichigo shook his head, "Ah, I just didn't expect that. Why would you offer though?"

Byakuya sighed, "You are an ally and I am grateful to you. Offering a roof over your head is nothing."

The orange head chuckled even if he was still mildly surprised, "I just thought you hated me."

Byakuya muttered softly, "I do not hate you, Kurosaki Ichigo."

Ichigo looked over at Byakuya, analyzing his face as if he was looking for lies but found none.

"Is that so?" the orange head sighed in relief, "That's good to know."

Byakuya simply nodded, "You may stay in the guest room for as long as you please or until you manage to attain a place of your own."

Ichigo's eyes widened in surprise, "Wow, really? Wow, thank you Byakuya. Like really."

"It's no problem."

The orange head grinned, "You know, you could've just said that you care for a friend and not call me just some 'ally' of yours."

"Do not push it, Kurosaki Ichigo."

"Alright, alright. Sorry."

It was almost midnight when the pair arrived at the Kuchiki mansion. Ichigo's mouth opened when he saw how big the compound was. When the huge wooden gates of the mansion opened, they were greeted by an old man.

The old man bowed respectfully, "Good evening Kuchiki-sama, Kurosaki-dono."

Byakuya nodded in acknowledgement and Ichigo bowed back.

"Please call Yusuke-san here to assist Kurosaki Ichigo," The noble softly ordered.

The old man bowed once more, "Right away, sir." and left.

Byakuya then looked over at Ichigo, "Follow me."

The raven haired man walked down the stone pathway and Ichigo quickly followed suit. Byakuya opened the shoji door to what seems like a living room. It was bigger than Ichigo's living room in the world of the living which made Ichigo look around. Simple traditional decorations were on the walls, a medium low table with multiple pillows at the center.

"Wait for Yusuke-san, your assistant as long as you stay here, to guide you to your room," the captain stated.

Ichigo nodded, "Alright. Thanks again, Byakuya."

The latter nodded, "Goodnight, Kurosaki Ichigo."

"Goodnight, Byakuya."

With that, Byakuya left the room. Ichigo sighed and started stretching his muscles. He sat down on a couch or a chair the whole day which made him stiff. He looked around again, still amazed.

"I guess the Kuchiki clan thing is no joke," Ichigo muttered under his breath.

The door to the living room suddenly opened revealing a man with long black and gray hair tied to a ponytail wearing a simple navy blue yukata. He had such a kind aura reiatsu around him that Ichigo felt comfortable around him.

He bowed, "Good evening, Kurosaki-dono. My name is Yusuke and I'll be your assistant."

Ichigo waved his hand dismissively, "Yusuke-san, please call me Ichigo."

The man's soft black eyes looked at the younger, "Of course... Ichigo-sama."

The latter sighed, "Well, that's better I guess."

Yusuke then stood up, "Please follow me, Ichigo-sama. I'll show you to your room."

Ichigo nodded, "Lead the way."

The older man walked out of the room with Ichigo on his tail. They silently walked on the long corridors of the house. Ichigo looked around in awe as he followed Yusuke. They took a right turn and walked even more. They took another right and Yusuke stopped which made Ichigo stop abruptly. They ended by a garden with a crystal clear pond with different types of fish. Over it, there is a wooden bridge. Surrounding the pond are beautifully grown flowers of different types.

"Wow, this is beautiful." Ichigo uttered in awe. He never knew there was a place like this that exists in Soul Society. Well, it was restricted within the compounds so only a few people get the opportunity to see such a view.

Yusuke nodded in agreement, "Indeed it is, Ichigo-sama."

He turned to his right and opened a shoji door showing a huge room. It was also traditionally decorated, fairly furnished. It has a large and comfortable looking futon at the end of the room. The bathroom is at the end.

"This is where you'll be staying, Ichigo-sama," the servant said, "I have prepared a bath and a yukata for you once you finish. Please do not hesitate to call me when you need assistance."

Ichigo nodded, still in awe,"Thanks a lot, Yusuke-san. Goodnight!"

Yusuke gave the younger a smile, "Goodnight, Ichigo-sama."

Yusuke left as Ichigo entered the room. The orange haired man closed the door and sighed in relief. He was happy to have a bed for himself and not kill his back sleeping on couches like he usually did when he is over at Renji's or at Rukia's place. He removed his shihakusho, feeling all sticky. He folded it neatly in a corner and went to the bathroom. He was shocked to find a bathtub but wasted no time to enter it.

He sighed in relief as he relaxed in the tub, "I might get used to this."

Thank you new readers for reading this! I hope you enjoyed. Please don't be surprised if 2 - 5 are still in a different format as it would be changed very soon! And to old readers who decided to read this again, thank you! Reviews and faves are appreciated!