Mira made the young flyboys سب, سب سے اوپر off the fuel, other liquids and wash the pretty birds before they even thought about putting on their helmets and plugging into the simulators. It took them all day. A few fist fights a couple black eyes which made the one group have to wait a دن before they even got as far as the simulators. Those that had done the tasks as a team, with minimum arguing were already on their 2nd دن of simulator training. "Phantom and Hawk how are your teams?" The two young men growled at each other. "Really? I thought آپ two wanted to fly and be the best of the best. The Elite...

"I'm going to get an incomplete this quarter." Ichigo winced as he sat up and sagged. As once again his night had been far too long. "No آپ won't, not if we can help it." The four living dolls کہا as they dragged a lengthy رپورٹ towards him. " Huh? Whoa! That looks heavy. How...." Kon huffed as Ichigo picked it up. "Rukia کہا آپ might not have the time. So she told us what the assignment was." Ichigo breezed threw it and snorted, it wasn't all that bad. "I owe آپ big time." Then he moved just as his dad busted down the door, to which Ichigo put a well placed kick into the ole man's backside....

Kurosaki's house:
"What is the meaning of this?" Isshin yelled at the reapers around him and Karen. Mayuri's men sneered at the two.
"Yes, he's in the right of it. What is the meaning of this?" The High King's messenger and Headmaster Yamamoto کہا appearing in the Kurosaki's living room where the two were bound. The men's captain calling it quits and destroying his expendable assets. Nothing was left as the men all turned into ash the poison in their blood working just as it was meant to. Nemu's brain still in his robes, its special container keeping it fresh and viable since the دن he had...