Holy cow I know I'm mega late with the update. I know there's nothing to excuse my tardiness, my bad guys. Anyway, hoped you enjoyed the holidays.

Hazardous Adventure

I have finally managed to draw a cover for this story too.

Chapter 11: Is There a Doctor in the House

(Halibel)

Halibel took a seat on the comfortable red sofa. It was the first day of her job, the one Szayel had kindly gotten her. Was she nervous? Maybe a bit but she'd never admit it. This was a huge step for her though.

She knew Aizen was counting on her; she could even recite what he had told her:

"I am not foolish enough to believe Grimmjow will be successful, so I put my faith in you my dear."

And of course it'd be up to her to pick up their slack. Those simpletons couldn't do anything right except swing a Zanpakutō; and even in that aspect she suspected otherwise. She on the other hand shall not fail, for two reasons: one was that she didn't want to fail Aizen, and the other was that she feared if she were to fail she'd have to take part in Grimmjow's horrible production.

That was definitely a no-no.

Halibel glanced at the clock on the wall; her first patient should be arriving anytime soon. One of the many perks of this occupation was the office. In contrast to her bland room this office had more color. It was organized and even had a desk that read: Tier Halibel. She'd be lying if she said this job wasn't appealing to her.

A soft knock on her door brought her out of her musings.

"Come in." Halibel said. She wondered what these guys were like. Surely they could not be worse than her batch of espada.

Halibel was surprised to see her patient was young, very young. A teenager in fact. He had brown hair and seemed to be wearing a school uniform. Judging from his posture he seemed antsy.

Halibel beckoned the sofa that was situated in front of hers. "Have a seat."

"They're not real!" He said and Halibel noted that he said it more to himself than her, nonetheless he took a seat.

"Care to give me your name?" Halibel asked.

He seemed to finally notice her. "Oh sorry, I'm Asano Keigo and I think I'm going crazy."

That was Halibel's cue. She pulled out her notepad and pen. "Do tell."

"Okay so there I am at school and—" Keigo stopped abruptly.

"Something wrong?" Halibel said, oblivious to the teen's wandering eyes.

"No... yes, I mean..." Keigo trailed off as he took a gander at Halibel's chest. His heartbeat began thumping in his chest and when he had enough he jumped straight towards her. "Come to me baby!"

*THAWP*

A single smack from Halibel was all it took to send him crashing onto the wall.

"I am not here to amuse you nor do I find your attention flattering in the least." Halibel stated with a calm yet sharp tone.

Keigo rubbed the bump on his head. "Ow! You pack a punch." A grin graced his lips. "Sweet, I just realized I'm stuck here with you!"

Halibel twitched.

(Aaroniero)

"Hiya!" Tora greeted cheerfully.

Aaroniero nodded in response. "Good afternoon Tora."

"I'm surprised you didn't chicken out." Tora said.

Aaroniero raised a brow. "Chicken out?"

"Jeez you're like an old man; I meant that I'm surprised you didn't cower away."

"Aah that's what you meant," Aaroniero replied. He crossed his arms. "And to answer your question I told my master that I wouldn't let this opportunity pass me up, cowering is out of the question."

"What? Your master? Dude you are so weird."

Aaroniero ignored him and began his walk to the circus. "If you waste time I'll leave you behind."

Tora sped up and caught up. "Whoa don't leave your manager behind!"

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They entered the back of the tent where the man in charge was waiting.

"Oh you're back Aaroniero."

"Of course he is, you didn't think he'd just chicken out right?" Tora replied.

Aaroniero frowned at the kid; wasn't he thinking that just moments ago?

"No of course not." The man said. He held out his hand to Aaroniero. "I didn't properly introduce myself last time. I am Fubuki Enma, the boss here."

Aaroniero shook his hand. "A pleasure Mr. Fubuki, I am the noveno espada of lord Aizen's army, Aaroniero Arruruerie."

Tora facepalmed when Fubuki sent Aaroniero a strange look. He quickly cut in and stretched his hand out. "And I'm his manager Tora."

This time the look was directed at him. "You are his manager?" He chuckled. "Run along and enjoy the circus, this is grown-up talk."

Tora frowned. "It's true!"

Aaroniero placed his hand on Tora's shoulder and turned to the boss. "He speaks the truth Mr. Fubuki, Tora here is my manager."

Tora beamed happily at the support.

"Surely you're joking, right?" Fubuki said.

Aaroniero stood firmly by Tora. "No I'm not. Anything work-related he hears."

"Have it your way than," Fubuki shrugged. He gestured them to follow him. "Come along then so we can practice the work."

Tora grinned at Aaroniero. "Thanks buddy."

"As far as I'm concerned you still benefit me with your intellect on human world aspects." Aaroniero replied. "It was out of convenience, so there's no need for the gratitude."

"Um... I'll take that as a 'you're welcome'. You could've just said that y'know."

Mr. Fubuki led them to where the tigers were held at. They were currently inside their cages which proved to ease Aaroniero's mood. He wasn't particularly fond of these four-legged creatures.

"Okay Aaroniero I'll give you a rundown on the performance we're going to be showing today." Fubuki stated. "Since you're an expert as your manager had said I don't expect to have to repeat myself so many times. I blame your previous mishap with our tigers on them simply being bad with new people."

"Right of course." Aaroniero said. Honestly though he knew that wasn't the case. He messed up before because he's no expert. He didn't even know what half of the stuff here was until Tora had more or less explained them to him.

"Don't worry Aaroniero you can do it," Tora assured him. "I believe in you."

"Well... I need the money like I said," Aaroniero said. "So failure isn't an option."

Tora grinned and raised his fist up. "Let's do this than."

Aaroniero brought his closed fist up and tapped Tora's; something the boy had made a habit out of between them, not like he minded. "Right."

(Grimmjow)

They all sat on the grass in a circle-like manner, with Rukia and Grimmjow sitting at the front while the others sat across from the two.

"So first off I want to do some major changes to the plot," Rukia explained before taking another bite of her sandwich. It was like the best sandwich she'd ever tasted. "Got it?"

"Whoa slow your motor small fry!" Grimmjow protested, making an 'X' gesture. "You want to change my plot?! No freaking way!"

"You wanted my expertise right," Rukia answered with a raised brow. "Well now you're getting it so put a sock in it."

Grimmjow crossed his arms in a huff. "Go on then."

"Okay, pay very close attention people." Rukia ordered. "I'm going to add some new elements to Grimmjow's production."

"Like what?" Starrk asked.

"Like cutting out the romance?!" Nnoitra said with hope.

"She said 'add new elements' not cut off." Barragan stated dryly. "Simpleton."

"Bite me ya' old tree bark!" He retorted before shifting back to Rukia. "So? Are you cutting off the sappy shit?"

"No not that," Rukia answered. "I can't disagree with Grimmjow when he says that attracts fans."

Nnoitra's shoulders slumped.

"But I will lessen it to a degree," she quickly added when she noticed his displeasure.

"Hell yeah!" Nnoitra cheered. "Good!"

Nel released a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, the less time I spend with you Nnoitra the better."

"Likewise!"

"What else have you conjured up?" Barragan said.

"Instead of it being a sappy romance story I've decided to turn it into an all out action packed show." Rukia replied.

"You're kidding, you mean with fights and battles?!" Nnoitra asked excitedly.

Rukia nodded. "Yeah and it'll even be having special effects too."

"Gotta hand it to you small fry that sounds a lot better than Grimmjow's half-assed idea." Starrk exclaimed.

Grimmjow scowled. "Hey, time was of the essence for us, but I bet if I was given more time to think than I would've had a better idea."

"Spare me your nonsense Grimmjow." Barragan replied. "The woman has a better idea than yours and that's the end of it."

Grimmjow shot him a glare. "Hey I'm still director here, so unless you want to be some loser in the production I'd say you shut it."

And Barragan did just that.

Nel smiled. "Leave it to Rukia to think of an amazing idea."

"We're gonna need some more supplies though." Rukia stated, downing the remains of her soda. She stood upwards. "Pack the equipment guys because we're going shopping."

"Right!" They said.

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"Guys, welcome to the Karakura Mall." Rukia announced as she beckoned the giant center.

"This place is freaking huge." Starrk said, examining the area and resembling a man who'd just discovered the moon.

"It's supposed to be big." Rukia replied.

"It's also fucking crowded." Nnoitra groaned as a mass of people moved about exuberantly.

"It's supposed to be crowded as well." Rukia stated matter-of-factly. "How else do you expect business to prosper?"

"Yeah dumbass." Grimmjow mocked. "Jeez it's a good thing I'm running things."

"Kiss my ass." Nnoitra retorted, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Follow me guys." Rukia said as she led them towards the toys department.

"Check out all this stuff." Nel chimed in brightly as she examined the variety of colorful figures and objects.

"Ya' sound like a freaking baby." Nnoitra said.

"Well thanks to someone I was turned into one, so excuse me if I still have some child urges." Nel growled.

Nnoitra shrugged. "As if you were any more mature as an adult."

Nel glared daggers at him. "Oh you're one to talk Nnoitra!"

"Guys quit it or we'll get booted out of here." Rukia scolded.

"Right, sorry." Nel said.

"Yeah my bad." Nnoitra added.

"Okay we're gonna need some weapons for our production so..." Rukia trailed off as she eyed the displays. One aisle caught her attention in particular. She pointed towards one of the objects that were too far from her reach. "Hey um... tall espada, mind getting that thing there?"

Nnoitra frowned. "My name is Nnoitra Gilga, get it right." Nonetheless he retrieved the toy box down and handed it to her.

"Thanks Nnoitra." Rukia said.

"What ya' got there small fry?" Grimmjow asked.

"It's part of our materials, but we need more, enough to accommodate the entire cast," Rukia answered before frowning. "And it's Rukia, get it right."

"Whatever."

Rukia shook her head before turning back to Nnoitra. "Mind getting me five more boxes Nnoitra?"

Nnoitra followed the command and was soon carrying the five boxes. "Here ya go."

"Whoa hang on," Rukia interjected with her hands up. "I can't carry all that."

"I ain't fucking carrying it." Nnoitra hissed and was about to dump it on Nel but Rukia spoke again.

"Hey you, lazy guy, give Nnoitra a hand and carry those for us."

Starrk groaned and took the boxes away from Nnoitra. "I'm Starrk small fry, get it right."

"Okay that does it!" Rukia cried exasperatedly. She paused and faced the crew. "Enough with the 'small fry' and with the guessing games. I think a proper introduction is in order here. Let's get reacquainted here people, give me your names. I am Kuchiki Rukia."

Barragan having a big ego felt as if he should be the first to start. "I am the king of Hueco Mundo and strongest warrior—"

"Time is of the essence here so let's keep it short." Rukia said with an annoyed frown.

"Yeah before dinner man." Grimmjow rushed.

"Alright, alright, no need to get your Zanpakutōs all in and out." Barragan replied. "I am Barragan Louisenbairn." The others followed in suit.

"Coyote Starrk."

"Nnoitra Gilga, like I told you."

"Okay introductions are over," Rukia cut in before Grimmjow could speak. "I already know you and Nel so there's no need to speak."

"Let's move it then." Barragan said.

"Oooh hey Nnoitra, get your hands on those too." Rukia ordered as she directed him to another object. "Get six boxes, help him out Grimmjow."

Nnoitra followed his command and pulled down the strange objects. He gave half of the pile to Grimmjow while he carried the rest. "What are these things anyway?"

"In due time Nnoitra, in due time." Rukia assured him. "Now let's pay up and hit the road."

"Hit the road?" Starrk asked cluelessly. "Are we gonna fight someone?"

Rukia facepalmed. "I have got to teach you guys a bit more human slang."

(House)

Halibel was the first to arrive to their house. Upon entry she was greeted by Aizen.

"Hello my dear, how did it go?"

Halibel paused to ponder that. "Uneventful, my lord."

"I see, well you're the first one here Halibel." Aizen said. "The food isn't ready yet, how about some TV?"

"I don't see why not." Halibel replied and plopped herself onto the couch.

Ulquiorra was next to arrive; he placed his cap on the desk and greeted his master with a bow. "I'm back my lord."

"Aah Ulquiorra, how was your day?"

"Nothing to report my lord," he responded and began searching the house. "Are we the only ones here?"

"As of now yes."

"Is dinner ready yet?"

"Soon."

Ulquiorra sighed and was quickly befuddled as to his own reaction. He was never one to sigh. That was a sign of whining which he did not do. This human body was getting on his last nerves. It was always hungry.

Moments later and the door burst open showing an excited Yammy. "Good news pansies I'm gonna be—" he deflated once he saw the lack of people present. "Aww damn it, I had a big friggin announcement and barely anyone's here."

"I take it you mean good news?" Aizen asked.

"Of course!" Yammy boasted with a huge grin. He then yawned and tossed himself onto his spot on the ground. "But a big announcement needs a big crowd, so wake me up when the grub is ready boss man."

Grimmjow and his group arrived afterwards, holding several bags.

"What is all this?" Aizen asked concerned with how much they were spending.

"Materials for my production." Grimmjow answered as they heaved the toy boxes onto the floor.

Aizen frowned when he inspected the objects more thoroughly. "They're toys."

Rukia crossed her arms. "Well of course they are. You don't expect us to use real weapons do you?"

"I suppose not." Aizen conceded.

Rukia rushed forward to the still tied up Uryuu and kneeled by him. "Don't you worry Ishida, I will get you out of here. That I promise you."

Uryuu averted his eyes and frowned. "I can't stand it, I'm such a burden to you. I shouldn't be helpless."

"What are you saying fool?!" Rukia questioned angrily. "You and I are friends Ishida. I've never, and never will, consider you a burden."

"But... I wasn't able to do anything."

"And it wasn't because you couldn't; it was because these espadas played a trick on us. We had no choice but to comply with their demands," She assured him. "Stop beating yourself up about it."

Uryuu managed a weak smile. "Right."

"Yo small fry, are you gonna explain what this junk is or are you gonna talk with four eyes all day?" Nnoitra asked impatiently.

"Damn it Nnoitra, what did I say about the names?!" Rukia hissed.

"Oh yeah, whoops. I meant to say Rukia."

The door opened and again and Szayel walked inside. "Hope I didn't miss dinner yet."

"Actually you're just in time." Gin replied from the kitchen, donning his apron. "Food is ready to be eaten."

"Hell yeah!" Yammy cheered. "I worked up such a fucking appetite."

"We'll discuss more after dinner crew." Grimmjow said.

Author's Notes

I know I suck guys, my bad for that. I didn't mean to disappoint my loyal and well loved fans and friends.