My first attempt at a fanfic. This idea has been buzzing in my head for a couple of days now. I hope you like it.
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Bleach. If I did we would be in big trouble.

~Soul Society-Squad 5 Barracks~
"It's so peaceful today," Momo muttered to herself as she lay on top of the barracks. It had been 6 months since Aizen's defeat and the Soul Society was finally getting back to normal. "Hinamori-taichoooo!" "Up here Rangiku-san!" She yelled in response to the blonde fukutaicho's call. "I'm glad your promotion hasn't affected your personality, I wish Toshirou would learn a thing or two from you." Rangiku chuckled as she climbed up beside her. "Shiro-chan is stubborn and won't admit it but he likes our familiarity with him." Momo replied with a smile. "Are you sure? The 1 hour reprimands seem to disagree. Anyways, have you decided on a fukutaicho yet?" Momo had been a captain for a month now and still hadn't assigned herself a fukutaicho, choosing to shoulder all the work herself, much to the displeasure of Yamamoto-sotaicho and the other taicho. "No, I know I should but I don't want to put that burden on someone, I'm already used to doing the work of both seats, so why should that have to change?" Rangiku frowned for a moment before slapping Momo in the back of the head, eliciting a startled yelp from the smaller girl. "Toshirou told me to do that if you gave that excuse again, I can't say I didn't already have the idea though. What are you waiting for? You know if you take much longer, Yamamoto is just going to force someone on you and then you'll be stuck. Besides, if you have a fukutaicho you'll have more free time to spend with me and the girls, wouldn't that be wonderful?" Momo smiled but inwardly cringed at the thought of spending more time with Rangiku and the SWA. Their last outing was a disaster, culminating in a drunken Rangiku trying to force Momo to ask Toshirou on a date. "That is certainly something to think about, by the way, didn't Shiro-chan forbid you from leaving the barracks?" She replied, skillfully avoiding the question and steering the conversation in the opposite direction. "Umm, well, not exactly." Rangiku stuttered, turning slightly red. Momo was curious as to why she seemed nervous but decided to be polite and ignore it. All of a sudden both girls jumped as they heard a loud, and very angry, voice coming from the direction of Squad 10. "MATSUMOTO! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" Momo looked over at Rangiku who was as white as Sode no Shiriyaku. "I'll see you later." She muttered before running as far away as possible, hoping to escape her taicho's wrath. Momo smiled before lying down and staring at the clouds, eventually falling asleep.

~World of the Living- Kurosaki Household~

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* Ichigo groaned as his alarm went off. He had slept horribly that night, he had dreamt of his mother's death, however, instead of the Grand Fisher there stood Aizen, laughing at the helpless look on Ichigo's face. It had been 6 months since he had the pleasure of stabbing Aizen in the face but he still couldn't forget the look he had given him, the look of pure contempt when he had thought he had the upper hand. "GOOD MORN-", Isshin started before being cut off by a well thrown alarm clock to his face. "SHUT THE HELL UP YOU PSYCHO!" Ichigo yelled before getting up and hurling his father down the stairs. "Oh yay, dad's up. Good morning Ichi-nii." Karin stated as she walked out of the room she shared with her sister. "Good morning Ichi-nii." Yuzu greeted her brother before looking worriedly at her father and heading back to the kitchen to finish breakfast. They all sat at the table, eating quietly before Isshin suddenly leaped off the floor and kicked Ichigo in the back of the head. "Good job this morning but you let your guard down!" Ichigo glared at his father and muttered a string of curses that earned a reproachful "Ichi-nii!" from Yuzu. After they had all finished and Ichigo had knocked his father out again he left to get some fresh air. His school was on vacation so he didn't really have anything to do, the Hollows had all but stopped appearing after Aizen's defeat and the ones who did appear made the Menos look like Espada by comparison. It was times like this that Ichigo would think, in the past 6 months a lot has changed around him. Uryuu had finally convinced Orihime to go out with him. Chad had worked up the courage to ask Tatsuki out, only for her to faint on the spot. Rukia had informed them a month ago that she had been promoted to fukutaicho of Squad 13. He was happy for her, she finally got the recognition she deserved and he wouldn't have to deal with her constant beatings, which were more annoying than his fathers (and a lot more painful). Throughout all of this though he couldn't help feeling that something wasn't right, whenever he was home he just didn't feel at home. After all he had done, all he had witnessed, he found himself longing to return to Soul Society. He had liked it there, after rescuing Rukia he had only come back because he knew his family would be in danger with Aizen on the loose. Now that everything was settled down he felt the overwhelming desire to return, to go to the place where he felt accepted. Most of the captains had finally warmed up to him slightly, the exceptions being the stuck up ass, Byakuya, and the newly promoted captains Rukia had told him about. "Hello Ichigo. What brings you by today?" He heard from behind him, causing him to jump. In his wanderings he had inadvertently found himself in front of Urahara's shop, and said shop owner was currently standing behind him with his usual outrageous attire and smile. "Oh, I didn't realize where I was walking, I was a bit distracted." Ichigo replied before suddenly having an idea. "Urahara, can I speak with you privately?" "Why of course, I always have time to talk. Follow me." He replied, already heading into the shop. As they walked in the front door Ichigo couldn't help but ask, "So where's Yoruichi? Normally she would be flirting with me by now." Urahara let out a soft chuckle and simply pointed to a closed door near them. Knowing how the lecherous neko slept Ichigo decided it was best to remain quiet until away from the door. Urahara lifted a panel off the floor and suddenly shoved Ichigo down it before jumping down himself. "What the hell? You could have warned me!" Ichigo stated while picking himself off the ground and recognizing the area as the training grounds he spent so much time in during his quest to save Rukia. "So what is it you want to talk about? It's not like you to speak with me unless you plan to do something stupid, so how stupid is it this time?" Ichigo just glared at the former captain before deciding he had a point. "To be quite honest, ever since I beat Aizen I've been feeling rather empty, like there is no point for me to be here any longer. I don't really like it here and it wasn't until my time in Soul Society that I began to realize that. I feel so much more at home there. I guess what I'm trying to get at is, I want to move to Soul Society but I'm not sure how to go about telling everyone and getting the clearance to do so." Urahara look at the substitute shinigami with a small bit of surprise before smiling. "That's a pretty big decision, and a very simple process. The easiest way, of course, is to 'accidentally' die but I know that's not your style. Luckily there is an alternative, Yamamoto was hoping you'd wish this someday so he has arranged a deal. You would have to tell your family and friends of course, but as for permission to live there, all you would need to do is agree to join the Gotei 13. So, what do you think?" Ichigo thought for only a second, "Alright, I'll join the Gotei 13, my only stipulation is I not be put under that bastard Byakuya." Urahara grinned wickedly, "I'll inform Yamamoto and have the arrangements made, I trust you can handle telling your family." With that Ichigo left the shop, wondering how everyone was going to react.