Well I'm going to try something a little different. A murder mystery! it's a cross of the board games Clue and thirteen dead end drive. Most of the characters we all know and love are in it. So lets see what happens.

Its got action, suspense, murder, drama, sex, yaoi, yuri, leather, drinking, and some character death. With a little bit of minor OOC. But not much of that. What more could you ask for? ^.^

Chapter One- The Hated Four.

She sighed and looked up at the very large mansion. It had been a very long time since she had been invited here. She and the old man had left on bad terms. As well as a few others.

"Hey!"

Her yellow eyes turned to the man behind her. "Kisuke," she said. She frowned. "You couldn't leave the hat at home?"

He smiled weekly at her.

"Honestly," She growled. "We finally get invited back and your going to embarrass us first chance you get."

He slowly took of the green and white stripped hat. "You know that was not my intention." He ran a hand threw his blonde hair. "Besides, if you hadn't kissed the maid, I'm sure we'd have gotten invited back sooner."

The dark skinned woman smiled. "It was one time, and I was drunk. And you know you almost blowing up the basement didn't help at all,"

"GOSH!" A girl with blonde pigtails stormed up to them. "JEEZ! We were waiting for you two to go in first but your still chit chatting here at the front door."

"Hiyori!" the two said in surprise.

She glared at them both.

"Yo! Yoruichi, Kisuke,"

Another blonde approached them. He was much taller then the young girl and had jaw length blond hair.

"Shinji!" said Yoruichi. She hadn't seen him in a long time.

"This is good. The four most hated people can go in together." laughed Kisuke.

Shinji smiled showing his upper teeth to show. "I'd like to think that after all this time there is at least one other person that's lower on the totem poll then us."

The younger girl sighed. "Look who even cares. Lets just go in, so he can tell us that none of us are making it into his will, and then leave."

Kisuke and Yoruichi exchanged sad looks. That was probably the reason they were all here. The old man, was in fact a very old man now. He was a man who had never married and had no children. He just had distant relatives, old friends, and the people who worked for him.

"There is the school," Shinji said quietly.

Hiyori snorted. "I know who will get that. The favorite."

"Lets just go in," suggested Yoruichi.

The other three nodded in agreement. With only a moments hesitation Kisuke rang the doorbell.

A man with silver hair and a dark mustache opened the door. "How may I help you?"

Shinji had to put a hand on Hiyori's shoulder to stop her from tackling the butler.

Yoruichi smiled weekly "Chōjirō, its us. You know Yoruichi, Kisuke, Shinji and Hiyori,"

He starred at them with his golden eyes.

"We were invited."

He stepped back allowing them entrance into the manor.

The dark skinned woman sighed. This was going to be a very long night.

The four entered the main hall where two woman were waiting to take there coats.

One was a short little thing. She was wearing the standard black and white maid outfit, and her dark hair was done up in a bun. Her partner was a bit taller and thinner. She was also wearing a maid uniform just like her partner. But she had short black hair and two long braids that were wrapped in a white cloth. Two fairly large rings at the end of the braids.

"Isn't that-" began Kisuke.

"Ms. Yoruichi!" cried the maid with the braids.

The woman took a step back from the maid.

"You still work here?" was all she could think to say.

The maid was right in front of her now. "I didn't think you would come! But I'm glad you did. When you left all those years ago I thought that we would never meet again!"

"Please, Soi Fon, don't forget your place."

Soi Fon turned to glare at the other maid.

Kisuke shoved his dark green jacket into the taller maids hand. "Thanks,"

Yoruichi quickly slipped out of her scarlet one and handed it to Soi Fon as well. Grateful to Kisuke for dragging her away.

"Everyone is in the Family Room," called the maid with the bun, taking Shinji's and Hiyori's coats.

"Lets see lets see," mumbled her blonde companion.

"Thanks for waiting," grumbled Shinji jogging up to them, the young girl right behind him.

"That crazy maid was going to rape me," explained Yoruichi. "How did I get kicked out of the house for kissing her, but she kept her job?"

Shinji shrugged. "There is no justice in the world. Especially in this house."

Kisuke sighed. "Who remembers how to get into the Family Room?"

The violet haired woman looked down the hallways. It had been a very long time she just couldn't place where that particular room was.

"To the south I think," Shinji said stepping forward.

They began to walk threw the dim halls.

"I thought there used to be pictures on the walls." muttered Hiyori.

Shinji nodded. "He takes them down when a failed project is in the photo. Can't imagine there'd be any photos on the walls anymore."

"No they should be filled with photos of him,"

"We can't hate him for being the favorite." Yoruichi tried to explain.

"I can." huffed the blonde haired girl. "He ratted me and Shinji out!"

There was silence after that.

At last Kisuke spoke. "Look. Lets try to avoid any drama. After tonight its all in the past. Yes there were many bad times, but good as well. Lets remember that too."

There were mumbled agreements. As they at last arrived at the what they assumed to be was the Family Room. The door was silently ajar.

"Yup!" Shinji confirmed after taking a quick peek. He adjusted his tie carefully.

Yoruichi adjusted her scarlet colored dress to stop, or show more cleavage. They weren't sure.

"What's with the revealing dress? The old man didn't like your breasts back then, I'm sure he won't like them now that your older," asked Shinji a slight smile on his face.

Hiyori kicked him in the knee and Yoruichi smacked him upside the head. After the beatings they entered the room.

"Ah!" A man quickly ran up to them giving them great big hugs. "I haven't seen you in ages!"

Yoruichi smiled. "Ukitake," Now that she saw him she realized she had missed him. The always kind and smiling Ukitake. At first glance he looked great. But taking a closer look, she could see that his illness was taking a toll on him.

"How are you feeling?" asked Kisuke.

"Not bad," admitted the kind man.

"This is one of his better days," another kind voice. It came from a woman also walking up to them. Unohana. She had always looked after the sickly man.

The older woman also gave them light hugs.

"How have you all been?"

"Can't complain," admitted Urahara. "I own a little shop. And Yoruichi stops by to help out, or cause trouble,"

The violet haired woman smiled. "I do what I can to help. And when I'm not over at the shop, I'm traveling."

"How exciting!" Ukitake smiled. "I wish I could just take off to anywhere in the world."

"And are you two still in that," Unohana paused for a moment, her gaze on the other two blondes in the room. "organization?"

Hiyori scowled showing off her fang shaped tooth.

"Oh!" Ukitake clapped. "With the masks,"

"Ukitake," said a soft but stern voice. "It would not be wise to mention that, as Unohana kindly puts it, organization, here."

They turned to look at another man sitting the sofa opposite of the one Unohana had been sitting at.

"Yes, of course." Ukitake said a little put out.

"Byakuya boy," Yoruichi smiled a wicked smile. "You sure have grown up. But I see your snotty attitude has remained the same."

His looked up with her with a look of loathing. "I must ask you to try and behave your self. I have my younger sister with me. So I must ask for you to at least try and keep your clothes on,"

"Now, now, Byakuya-"Ukitake began.

"Little sister? Is that code for your jailbait lover?"

A wisp of a girl quickly stood up. She was so small that the four had completely over looked her. "No! Its true! I am his adopted sister."

Yoruichi blinked a couple of times. "Oh, sorry I didn't mean to offend you or anything. Byakuya boy and I go way back, always teasing each other," she laughed weakly patting the dark haired man on the shoulder.

The younger sister of the man sat back down.

Somehow Yoruichi had a feeling that this girl had, had a terrible opinion of her before she had even arrived. No thanks to Byakuya brat.

"They always talk like that Rukia dear," Unohana said kindly to the young girl.

Taking a seat in one of the many armchairs around the room, the violet haired woman looked around to see if she had over looked anyone else in the room.

Sitting next to Ukitake was a young boy with white spiky hair. He was starring at his feet with a grumpy look on his face. Young children should never frown that much. Standing near the back of the room were two females she sort of knew. Nano and Nemu she wanted to say. Nemu was the daughter of Mayuri. She must be here on his behalf. And Nemu was Shunsui's maid, that he took everywhere.

There was one more that she missed. Sitting next to the wisp of a girl, Rukia was a wisp of a man. Silver hair with bangs that just barely hung in his eyes, which were squeezed shut. He had a smile plastered to his face. He too was just starring at the floor. She thought of who he could be, but couldn't place him. He could be a new member to their 'happy' family. What she did know was that, that man needed to eat something. Too skinny, men needed meat on their bones.

They sat there listening to Ukitake chatter on, doing his best to fill the silence.

"Just Kenpachi is missing then," whispered Kisuke in her ear.

Yoruichi looked around again. The old man was upstairs somewhere, she assumed. Unohana, Byakuya, Ukitake and themselves. Nemu was here for Mayuri. If Nano was here then so was Shunsui, he was just most likely in the bar upstairs. And that left out Kenpachi and-

Her thoughts were broken by two angry voices coming closer to their room.

"-why does it makes a difference?"

The gossip in her did it's best to catch every word.

"Your poor lifestyle will tarnish that school."

"Poor lifestyle?!"

"You'll ruin the good name, I made for that school. It's the best of the best."

"You act as if I'll be having sex right there in the hallways. Listen to me, I have great ideas and new staff members I would like to introduce, their here right now. I could introduce you to them-"

"Do you sleep with them too?"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but no."

"Well not that it matters anyway what you do with them, cause there is no way in hell that you'll be getting the school. You almost had it all. But now you're not even going to get a dime."

"I don't want your damn money. Just the school. If you'd just listen, I have great ideas and plans for it. I can make it better then it ever was before."

"You've lost my trust,"

"Because-"

"That's right,"

"That is ridicules! You haven't even spoken to him yet. Give him a chance, you may like him,"

"You want me to say something to him? Fine!"

The door to the Family Room flew open. And elderly bald man with a beard that almost touched the floor entered. He pointed to the thin silver haired man. "You! Get off of my furniture! You're ruining it!"

Quickly the thin man got of the sofa taking several steps back, still, somehow, smiling.

"That was not what I meant when I said to talk to him," a young man came storming in after the older one. His square glasses flashing in the lights of the room. "Don't listen to him Gin, you may sit down," He walked up to the silver haired man, taking his hand. "Don't listen to him," the words were stern, but kind.

The thin man looked uncertain but gripped the others hand tightly.

Yoruichi smiled. Well, well, well. How the mighty had fallen. The favorite, Aizen Sousuke was gay, and out of the running for anything.

How intrusting.

"All of you," growled the old man. He eyed them all angrily. "Your all unworthy." He pointed towards Gin and Aizen. "Homosexuality," Aizen adjusted his glasses angrily. And the thin man, Gin looked away from the accusing elder.

Next the old man pointed towards Unohana and Ukitake. "Having a child before you were married! Look at that unnatural abomination of a child!"

"There is nothing wrong with him!" Ukitake shouted standing up. "He's completely healthy!"

"Easy dear," Unohana held his hand Ukitake hacked into his sleeve. The young boy said nothing his eyes still fixed at his feet.

The old wrinkled finger next pointed to Byakuya. "Pedophile," The dark haired man said nothing in his defense, just sat still and watched the older man.

Then to Nemu. "Incest."

Then to Shinji and Hiyori. "Sadists," The pair looked at each other confused at how the old man had come to that conclusion about them.

The finger then came to a stop at herself and Kisuke. "Whores!" She stopped herself from chuckling. Kisuke a whore? Yeah, he wished.

"And if Shunsui was here I'd tell him he was a no good drunk, but I can't because he's in my bar, drinking!" The old man looked around. "And where is Kenpachi?"

And at that very moment, A man burst threw the door. His hair pulled into spikes with bells at the end. In one arm he had a large breasted beauty with orange hair and at his sides were two men. One was a very good looking dark haired man, the other bald. They were all wearing leather, some a little more revealing then others.

"LUCKY!" screamed the bald man as the group entered.

"Hey! What did I miss and what am I getting when you check out?" Kenpachi smiled at the old man.

Without missing a beat the old man pointed his finger at the new comer, "And you are just the worst kind of person."

A big grin appeared on Kenpachi's face. " Probably," A young girl popped up onto his shoulder. Her hair was a bright pink and her cheeks rosy. "YAY!" she cheered at the news. "Did you hear that Kenny!"

The man nodded and then he leaned over and kissed the woman in his arm.

The bald man shouted again "LUCKY!"

Yoruichi had a hand over her mouth to hide her smile. At least she knew for sure that they weren't at the bottom of the totem pole anymore.

A/N

Hides under her desk. I think it's good. Seeing as how it's an A/U you can expect slight OOC for some characters. I think I did my best keeping them the way there supposed to be. With the exception of Yamamoto. Gin and Aizen too are a bit OOC. They'll get better once the story gets a rolling. Reviews make me feel good about my work. This one especially any words. . Not that I'm begging or anything…