A/N Okay, this was just a crazy idea that came to me when I got bored writing something else. Just because this is posted, don't expect consistent updates, I'm working on dozens of fan fictions (most of them on paper at the moment), and I just wanted to get this down.

On a side note, Akane wasn't originally made for this story, she has her own (Akane the Enigma, I haven't posted it, yet.). Also, in my mind, Kikane was originally an Arrancar that I randomly designed (I love designing Arrancar and their uniforms). Tsukiyo's appearance is derived from my character Muteki (Ageha Muteki), in a fan fiction from a whole other manga (Tsubasa: Those with Wings).

Akane is the only name that I'm not sure what it means. Kikane means Tree Bell, and Tsukiyo means Moonlight. I think Akane means Ginger (as in the spice).

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach, but Akane, Kikane, and Tsukiyo belong totally to me.

Aizen: No, Akane belongs to me.

Yuuki: NO SPOILERS, AIZEN-SAMA!

Aizen: You have no control over me.

Yuuki: I do here. I make it so you have no response to what I say, therefore you'll shut up and we can continue with the story.

Aizen: . . .

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Tsukiyo

Tsukiyo sat down at her computer, sipping a mug of steaming hot chocolate. Her computer chair was anything but comfortable, and wasn't suited for long Warcraft sessions like those that she usually enjoyed. Today, though, she was skipping raid night for a hike with her only two friends, Kikane and Akane.

Kikane was one of the popular girls in school, she was widely accepted as a whore, but Akane and I knew better. She turned out to be a huge closet cosplayer, she had every cosplay an Anime geek could ask for, Chi's skimpy dresses from Chobits, Orihime's uniform from when she was in Las Noches, Hatsune Miku's original outfit, she even had a Misa cosplay from Death Note.

Akane, though, was a different story. People avoided her, neither of us really why. She was purely obsessed with shonen manga, a complete Narutard, and she had a thing for Deidera, but Bleach came before Naruto, fueling the fact that she was a totally Byakuya fan-girl.

Tsukiyo smiled to herself. She had crazy friends, but at least they were friends. Other people made fun of her because of her hair, her pure white hair, her beautiful, pure white hair. Never once had she considered cutting it, no matter how horrible the taunts became, because she knew they were only jealous, she was beautiful, they weren't. Now, she knew this, but she tried not to flaunt it, hiding herself as much as possible from her haters. She was NOT narcissistic, she did NOT enjoy thinking that people hated her because she was pretty, instead, she sort of wish she were otherwise so she did not have to go through the harassment she went through everyday.

She shook her head, why was she thinking about this stuff right now, anyways?

With her dainty fingers, she quickly logged on to the IM. Akane and Kikane were already in heated debate.

(Tsukiyo has logged on)

Akane: Kika, you just don't switch back and forth like that. You have to choose a guy and stick with him, like me.

Now, to the uninformed observer, it seemed that they we're arguing about Kikane's boyfriend, but Tsukiyo knew better.

Tsukiyo: Who're you fan-girling over now, Kika-chan?

Kikane: ICHIMARU GIN!

Tsukiyo made a face. Ichimaru was . . . interesting.

Akane: Why can't you just stay with one, like me? You can so join the Byakuya fan club with me.

Kikane: I'm pro Byakuya x Renji, so I really shouldn't . . .

Akane: So? I support Byakuya x Rukia but you don't see me being weird about it.

Tsukiyo: Yeah, and I am all for Hitsu x Hina. That doesn't stop me.

Yep, she was a Hitsugaya fan-girl. They had the same hair color, and he sometimes got picked on for it, too, except no one who made fun of him for it would live very long . . .

Kikane: I mean Bya's not really my type. I don't go for girly guys.

Akane: You so didn't just call Bya-kun girly.

Uh oh. She'd better stop this before it got nasty.

Tsukiyo: So, peoples, how about that hiking trip?

Akane: Hiking! :D

Kikane: I second that motion.

Tskiyo: Awesomeness. See you at ten, and DON'T forget snacks.

Kikane: I promise, I shall remember the granola bars this time.

Akane: I'll be there, bestie!

(Akane has logged off)

(Kikane has logged off)

Tsukiyo sighed in relief. That had been close. If she hadn't distracted them, they would have started an all-out war. They may have been best friends, but they were always at each other's throats.

Logging off, Tsukiyo downed the rest of her hot chocolate and flopped down on the bed for a quick nap before she left.

Kikane

She groaned. Where was she? What was this sandy feeling beneath her? Why was it so dark and cold? Where were Tsukiyo and Akane?

Something had fallen, she knew that much. There had been pain, and she remembered pressing the distress button on her GPS before losing consciousness. But something wasn't right; this couldn't be a hospital.

Groggily, she opened her eyes to a barren landscape, a dark desert where only the light of the moon kept things lit. The moon was alone in the sky; no stars graced its company as it did its best to light up the darkest land.

She wasn't stupid, she knew where she was; she just didn't want to believe it.

Shakily, she rose to her feet and looked around. In the distance was a building she knew was farther away than it looked. It might take days to reach it. It was a good thing she remembered the granola bars.

Hefting her backpack over her shoulder, she began the lengthy trek towards the place where solace would likely not come.

Akane

She must be dreaming. That was the only way to explain the fact that she was in a large bed with someone's large form next to her. The question was who's obviously no longer sleeping form lay there? It could be just another Byakuya dream, but then it would be warm in here, and she would hear the sound of crickets singing outside in the gardens of Seireitei. But it was cold here and there were no chirping crickets.

Okay, backtrack, wasn't she just hiking with Kikane and Tsukiyo? She remembered Kikane yelling something like 'look out' and then something big hitting her, and then pain, and then . . . this. As weird as it was, she guessed she could go with it. But she had to wake up and find her friends afterwards.

She opened her eyes and looked at the face of her brain's imaginary person, and immediately wished her brain wasn't such a weird-o.

Aizen Sosuke was staring at her questioningly, as if he didn't expect her to be here.

She made an 'eep' noise and tried to jump away, not getting very far.

"No you don't," he said as he grabbed her shoulders, pulling her back and flipping her so that she was under him.

Eyes widening with shock, Akane gave as much meager resistance as she could.

She had to admit, from this perspective he was a lot sexier than Byakuya . . .

"Now, I'm going to ask you a very simple question. Who are you and what are you doing in my bed?" he asked, slight annoyance seeping into his voice.

Akane scowled inwardly. He probably didn't mind that she was there, in fact, he probably enjoyed it. "Who I am is none of your business, and I would be out of your bed by now if you weren't holding me down," she replied, the smartass she was. Besides, this was probably just some sick nightmare that she'd wake up from any second.

"I would think that the name of the girl I found asleep in my bed is my business," he retorted.

She was silent for a while, breathing quickly, her heart pounding. This didn't feel at all like a dream. So . . . if it wasn't a dream, how the hell did she get here? She briefly closed her eyes trying to remember more about the hiking trip, to remember what had happened after the pain. When she couldn't dig up anything else, she decided that the only way to figure everything out was to ask for the help.

Opening her eyes, she responded, "My name is Akane," she said, "I have no idea how I got here. I swear, the last thing I knew I was with my friends backpacking in the mountains, you have to believe me," she pleaded. Begging, she found, made her feel nasty. She immediately assigned begging to her list of things that she absolutely hated doing.

"I have no reason not to believe you, Akane," he got off of her.

Akane knew a lot about Aizen. She knew he was going into his manipulative mode. Well, she wasn't going to fall for it, but she'd act as if she was. She sat up and slid off the bed, when she realized what she was wearing.

It was an Arrancar's uniform, except with lots of changes. Most of the top half of the dress itself was black, but the sleeves were white. It had a white choker-like attachment that covered the bottom half of her neck and tapered to a point between her sizeable assets. Another white attachment hugged her navel, it was tied with strings in the front and at the top also came to a point underneath her breasts, then at the bottom came to a point, too, but that lower point was not visible because it was covered by a black sash. The skirt of the dress was white and just barely met the floor.

She inwardly sweatdropped. This whole outfit accented her boobs. Great. She was trapped in a building practically full of rapists, and she was wearing this extremely ridiculous dress. Just great.

Then her eyes went to the other object, a sheathed sword that was slid into her sash. Gawking at in for a moment, she recognized how it was set up; it had to be a Zanpakuto.

She turned back to the ex-Shinigami, starting to get over her shock. After he was sure she had finish her little moment of thought, he continued, "You can stay here until you figure out what happened. We still have a few empty rooms, and you are more than welcome to utilize one."

I'd better be convincing, she thought. Bowing low, she exclaimed, "Thank you, Aizen-sama!"

"I never told you my name."

Akane froze. Shit. She was such a dumb-ass. "I – I must've . . . um. . . uh . . ." she had no response, no explanation. She certainly couldn't tell them that where she came from they were an Anime series.

"It seems you have quite a bit of explaining to do."

She nodded. It seemed that she'd have to tell them.

She was about to start her explaination when the door opened. Loudly.

An emotionlessly angry Ulquiorra was tugging along a struggling Tsukiyo by the hair. Unlike Akane, Tsukiyo was wearing what she had been when they were hiking, and she didn't have a Zanpakuto, it seemed.

"Aizen-sama, I found this human roaming around Las Noches. Should I kill it?" Ulquiorra asked.

Akane ran over to Tsukiyo and slapped away Ulquiorra's hand, receiving an odd look from said Espada. "Tsukiyo, are you alright?" Akane asked.

Tsukiyo hugged Akane tight, tears in her eyes, "Akane! You're okay! I think I'm fine. Where's Kikane?"

"I don't know. She could be anywhere."

"I'm so worried . . ."

Aizen smiled, "Ulquiorra, it was a good idea to bring this human to me before disposing of it, it seems. You may leave now."

Without a word, the Espada turned and left.

Akane stood up, giving Tsukiyo a hand. She turned to Aizen, "Aizen-sama, this is my friend, Tsukiyo. May she stay here, also?"

Tsukiyo's eyes widened, "You mean . . . the Aizen-sama? As in Sosuke Aizen, ex-captain of the fifth division in the Gotei-13, Aizen-sama?"

"Yes, Tsuki, that Aizen-sama. And the guy that dragged you in here was Ulquiorra Sciffer, as in the fourth Espada."

"The guy with a second release form?"

"Yep."

"Wow."

"Actually, I find this rather frightening –"

"So she knows about us, too?" Aizen interrupted.

"Yeah . . ." Akane said meakly.

"So, wait a minute," Tsukiyo said, "Where is Kikane?"

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So . . . yeah. Where's Kikane? We know, they don't. For all they know Nnoitra or Szayel found her. It's a scary situation.
Review, please. No one say I'm copying anybody.

Next chapter I will reveal more about why Akane has a Zanpakuto and the others don't. But here's a bigger hint than what I'm giving you next chapter: It has to do with the outcome of the accident they had while hiking.