I got 300 reviews, so here is that special I was talking about. This is about the vizards. Ichigo and Orihime aren't in it. It is short chapter. I was able to write it fast and upload. This set right after the Privaron Espada's invasion. The vizards discuss returning to the Soul Society.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach

"ARE YOU A FUCKING MORON!?" Hiyori shouted at top of her lungs. The little powerhouse delivered a roundhouse kick to Shinji's left cheek, sending the abused man straight into wall of their current living area, another abandoned warehouse. The other vizards had taken to watching the duo argue, but they hissed at the harsh treatment Shinji received. Not only did he go crashing into a wall, but he went through it, leaving a human shaped hole. Normally he would bounce back and hurl insults to Hiyori, but he still hadn't returned yet. The group was worried.

"She may have gone a little overboard this time," Rose said flabbergasted.

Love stared at him as though he had never seen him before in his life. "A little overboard, is a complete understatement," he chimed in. "She went completely and totally over the line. There is no reason for such behavior." He stormed over to the pig tailed girl and stuck her on the head, causing her to yelp.

Hiyori frantically rubbed the back of her head. It hurt really badly! She rubbed as hard she could to relieve her pain. Stupid Love! How dare he hit her! She glared daggers at him, wishing he would fall ill. "What the hell is your problem, Love? You just can't strike a lady like me!"

Love was unsympathetic to her plight. He crossed his arms, making him look like a parent reprimanding his child. "If you didn't act like a brat I wouldn't have hit you. You are old enough to know how to act."

Hiyori turned red with rage. He hit her and then thought he could lecture her as if she were some child! "Fuck you! I ain't done anything wrong!"

"I guess kicking Shinji through the wall and ruining our hideout doesn't count as anything wrong," Lisa said sarcastically. She sat on crate next to Hachi and Mashiro. All three were off to the side, watching the exchange. Lisa wore her disinterested mask. Hachi made it clear he felt awkward with his fidgeting about with his hands and rocked sideways. It was unsightly for an old man like him to being do such. Mashiro rested on her back, kicking the air childishly. Her eyes were glued to the show. The bubbly vizard was wide-eyed with child-like joy. Kensei rested on wall on the opposite side of the other three to be as far from Mashiro as possible.

Hiyori being the stubborn person she was put her hands on her hip and turned her cheek at her so called friends. "Yep, you got that right Lisa. I didn't do anything wrong," she emphasized the last words. This earned her another smack to the head from Love. "Stop hitting me!"

"Stop being obnoxious!" he screamed back. They glared at each other, which was comical to Rose, considering Love wore sunglasses and thus no one could see his glare.

Hachi despised when his makeshift family of over a century argued. Sure they would bicker from time to time, but it was just bickering. It was the kind of thing people who lived together for a long time did. It was nothing really serious. This however was very serious. "Now, now, our tempers are getting flared up. We should all just calm down and talk this out."

Rose followed the plump Kido master's lead. He could easily read Hachi's feelings. Hachi was easily the kindest of the eight and had the biggest heart. He was the heart of the group. So he tended to take serious disagreements personally. Rose saw it fit to side with him. "Hachi is right. We can talk this out like civilized people."

"Why are you all against me!?" Hiyori finally snapped. "I'm not the one abandoning us to go back to the Soul Society!" An awkward pause set in. The real issue had been addressed. For once all eight misfits had their voices stolen. Darkness absorbed their faces. None of them knew what to say.

"You got a right to be upset." All eyes shot toward Shinji. He walked back in; crimson liquid ran down his swollen lip. Aside from that and ruffled clothing he was no worse for wear. Still the usual pep wasn't in the de-facto leader. His lively spirit had been overtaken by the same gloom that had possessed the room. "After all, you were the one who took our exile the hardest, Hiyori."

He made her sick. He should not be taking this in strides. He should be pissed and insulting her like he always did when she hit him. No. That bastard had to be all understanding and look at her with puppy dog eyes that made her want to hurl than slam his big stupid dick of a face into it.

"I thought you might take it this way to be honest," Shinji finished. His assailant snubbed him. Ire that was normally awakened by Hiyori's piss poor attitude just wasn't strong enough to rise to the occasion this time. He let the young girl slide. "But you know the captain commander still presented us with this opportunity and we got to make a choice."

Silence was still there. The vizards looked away, lost in their own thoughts. Hiyori's face scrunched up in unforgiving fury. She was outraged they were even giving this a thought. "Don't tell me you all got Shinji's stupidity! There isn't anything to think about! We ain't ever going back there! They exiled us and hunted us down for the better part of a century! We all hated them for it! Have you all forgotten the pain, the loneliness, we all felt? Did this last century mean nothing to any of you!?"

Hachi was the one who answered first, beating Shinji to the punch. "Hiyori-san, we all remember the pain that isolation has brought us. From that pain resentment was born and eventually it became an ugly and black hatred, not only toward Aizen, but the Soul Society. We have been alone for one hundred years, with only each other. All we had to nurture us was our all-consuming desire for revenge."

He saw that he not only had Hiyori's attention, but his other comrades' as well. "We became the notorious vizards, shinigami that committed the taboo of obtaining hollow powers. But we have been frozen in place for a hundred years, only thinking of revenge. Until, Urahara-san told us about Ichigo and we immediately went to claim him for our own. We never admitted it, but we wanted a new comrade, someone who could free us from our isolation and strengthen our bond. Ichigo was not like us at all. He gained control of his hollow powers. He did not cut himself off from the rest of the world. He maintained the bonds with his friends. In return they embraced him despite his hollow powers. Through him we began to reconnect to the world outside of our group, with people like Orihime. Our desire for revenge thawed and we allied with the very Soul Society whom we hated to defeat Aizen. Now that Aizen is defeated we have achieved our revenge. Our hatred has become shallow. The truth is out in the open and Captain Commander Yamamoto is offering us his hand and taken responsibility of the wrong brought on us. Knowing all of this we are conflicted on what to do."

Hiyori cast her sights on the floor. They all made her sick. Her hatred hadn't become shallow. It was as thick and powerful as it was before. She would never forgive them and she sure as hell wouldn't rejoin the Gotei 13. "You're all pansies."

Looking exhausted Shinji huffed loudly. "I guess we got your answer then? Don't you want to at least think it over some with a cooler head?"

"Nope, my anger won't go away. Every time I think about them my blood boils, so my answer won't ever change."

God she was such a pain in the ass. The blond opened his mouth to speak only to be interrupted by Kensei.

"I don't need any time either."

"You too, Kensei?" Shinji asked, exaggerating a mock moan. "I expected you to have a cooler head in this."

"I am going to rejoin," the silver haired man stated, shocking all of them.

"Kensei," Mashiro said, her voice was hoarse. Her ditzy persona had melted away, leaving a stunned woman.

"Fucking traitor!" exclaimed Hiyori. She pointed an accusing finger at him. The bastard Kensei shrugged it off. "I never expected this from you, Kensei."

Love shell shocked himself absently nodded along with the bratty Hiyori. "I am surprised to considering how easily you anger."

Kensei shrugged off another comment. Mashiro was still gawking at him. He didn't appreciate her staring. It rubbed him the wrong way. "There isn't any point to be pissed at them anymore. Aizen is gone, we got our revenge. The Soul Society needs us. We all became shinigami in the first place to maintain order. I was pissed at the Soul Society like Hiyori and Hachi said, but I haven't fallen so far that I forgot the reason why I fight to begin with. I fought Aizen for revenge, but it was also partially out of duty. We all knew his plans would disrupt order. If I forsake this than I am no better than a hollow that the Soul Society viewed me as a century ago."

Love grinned. "That's definitely Kensei for you. We shouldn't have expected less from you."

Mashiro pouted. "Kensei is just really stupid." She felt her old captain's dark glare on her, but she didn't care. He was being so stupid. Was he really going to leave them and rejoin the Gotei 13? It was more fun and interesting in the Human World than it was in the never changing and dull Soul Society. If they went back things wouldn't be the same as before anyway. Kensei was invited back to his old position, but the 9th division had a vice-captain. She wouldn't get her spot back. They wouldn't be partners anymore. She didn't want to share Kensei with some weirdo! It was bad enough when Hachi took a liking to that Orihime girl. "I'm not going back!" she said defiantly.

"Suit yourself," Kensei barked. "It is not like I care."

Water came leaking down her eyes, they began to shimmer. Her lip quivered. "Kensei you are such a jerk! I can't wait until you go away!"

Gritting his teeth Kensei shook his fist aggravatingly. "Well if that is how you feel I can't wait to get away from you either! All you do is manage to piss me off! It will be good not to have to worry about your stupid ass!" Mashiro hopped up and stuck her tongue out at the idiot, Kensei. He almost ran over there to strangle her, but found something was holding him back. When he turned around he saw that Love and Rose teamed up to keep him from reaching her.

"Calm down and we will let you go," Rose said.

"NO, must kill Mashiro," he repeated his new mantra over and over again. His rage enhanced his strength to new levels. He was actually pulling the two of them with him.

"No way," Rose muttered.

Love said, "His anger has given him greater strength!"

Kensei inched closer and closer to the green haired harpy only to be stopped by the giant form of Hachi. Together the three vizard men put a stop to Kensei's revenge. He cursed and threatened them until his anger evaporated. After minutes went by he stopped fighting all together and they released him. Hachi stood in front of Mashiro just in case.

Lisa having been quiet the entire time took everything in. Hiyori and Mashiro were unlikely to change their opinions. They would not go back. Mashiro enjoyed her new freedom in the Human World too much to want return to the Soul Society. During her time as a shinigami she was scolded for her behavior and rarely did her work, despite being a vice captain. Hiyori was still too hurt to go back. Her outbursts proved that. She wasn't surprised that Kensei would return. Out of all them he was the one who used his hollow powers sparingly. He never really learned to embrace them like they did. It showed in how he chose to fight. He used and relied more on his shinigami powers than his hollow ones. Like Ichigo did he still saw himself as a shinigami first and a vizard second. The others were more of a challenge.

Love could go either way. Like Kensei he was a man of honor, believed in order, and took duty as a way of life. He was like an old man in some ways. That could affect his choice. He wouldn't be returning to the Soul Society as a captain, since the spot was filled. She just couldn't see him obeying some kids (by Love's standards) and being some regular officer. Vice-captain positions were filled. The most Love could be was probably a third seat in another division. Unless Shinji or Rose refused to go he couldn't be a captain again. Rose was an artist at heart. Human World had inspired him in many ways. However, he hadn't been in the Soul Society in decades. His artistic nature would beg to question how it has changed.

He believed in people and the Gotei 13 had changed considerably from what they saw. They accepted a human with shinigami and hollow powers like Ichigo as an ally and went as far as to back him up in battle, something they never would have done in the past. After the battle at the fake Karakura Town they were healed and mingled with some of the shinigami. Rose found two things interesting. The first was that the current vice-captain of the 7th division was named Iba and was the son of his old vice-captain a century ago. He questioned Iba about his mother's wellbeing. He either ignored or overlooked how uncomfortable the younger Iba was about discussing his overbearing mother. The woman hadn't changed at all she imagined.

The second thing he found interesting was the current vice-captain of the 3rd division Kira something. He instantly took a liking to the gloomy man. Perhaps it was because their personalities contrasted or that he saw something similar in him. This Kira was insightful from what Lisa saw, which fit Rose's personality. In the end Rose's artistic curiosity would probably win out. She felt he would leave them and go back to the Soul Society.

Hachi was tricky though. He could go either way. After his speech it was clear he no longer bore any ill will toward the Soul Society. That is if he bore any to begin with. He was so pure hearted that she doubted he cursed the Soul Society as they once did. He could easily return in order to help the Soul Society rebuild its power. But, he enjoyed their lives here. He loved all of the vizards as if they were blood relation. He may not be able to tear himself away from them to rejoin a cold organization that was far from being an actual family. There was his new family member as Rose joked, Inoue Orihime. He hadn't stopped talking about how strong the human had become and how her powers had grown. He mentioned something about helping her develop her powers further. If he became a shinigami again he would not have time he needed to help her. Hachi would be in conflict with himself. She saw some of it on seep onto his face.

Shinji on the other hand was child's play. Yamamoto had shaken him up, so much so that his once impenetrable metaphorical mask had been shattered, making his emotions easy to read. She didn't know exactly what the captain commander said it to him, but it obviously radiated with him. He was considering this if he hadn't already come up with his answer. Every pore of his body spewed with guilt. He didn't even counter Hiyori as he always did when she attacked verbally and physically. Instead he took the kick. He entertained the idea of resuming his captaincy. What held him back were their reactions. Shinji didn't want to abandon them. They had no hierarchy, yet he often took the responsibility of not only watching over them, but led them to battle. He was leader in everything, but name. He refused to trade them in for a bunch of faceless shinigami he hardly knew.

As for her she already came to her answer. Shunsui and she talked. He pretty much stalked her when Hiyori was recuperating at Urahara's shop. Since discovering her whereabouts he would not leave her alone until he found out what happened between her exile and showing up to back the captains up in battle. Irritated by his persistent nature she relented. Lisa told him everything from Aizen's experiment on them to training Ichigo to use his powers. Feeling obliged for some odd reason, perhaps because she missed him and was too afraid to admit it, she asked him what happened to him during that time.

Unsurprisingly his life stayed virtually the same. She found out her seat was vacant for fifty years, due to nobody meeting his standards. She interpreted this in two ways. No woman who caught his eye was eligible to be his vice-captain, which made her frown. He always hit on her in a kind of joking sleazy way. She could see him wanting her replacement to be of the fairer sex. The other was that he felt nobody lived up to her or his image of her and it caused him to overlook some promises replacements. Lisa had to admit that was flattering. To her pleasant surprise she found out that her eventually successor would be little Nanao-chan. The little girl in the 8th division that she read stories to actually took her seat. An abnormal sense of pride filled her heart. She had little to do with Nanao outside of reading, but she had taken a liking to the younger girl and saw potential in her. Although, Lisa feared that her shy nature would prevent her from living up to her potential. Indeed Shunsui told her that Nanao almost quit being a shinigami after her disappearance, but with some encouraging words from him she kept at it and worked her way up to vice-captain.

Shunsui had taken pride in Nanao. Every other word after he mentioned her was Nanao this or Nanao that. Clearly he had bonded with his new vice-captain. Nanao grew in her own right. If Lisa returned she feared she would disrupt that bond. Nanao may have even stepped down as vice-captain and give it to her out of respect. Shunsui would be no help in convincing her to stay on due to his lingering feelings for Lisa complicating matters. It was better for all three of them if she didn't return. It wasn't like she couldn't see Shunsui anymore. She could visit him whenever she wanted. Now she could rest knowing someone was kicking his lazy ass out of bed without her.

"I want to stay here," Hachi spoke up. Hiyori favored the Kido master with a big smile, before sticking her tongue out at Shinji. "It is a generous offer that was tempting, but ultimately I feel my place is here now rather than the Soul Society." He bowed to the group respectfully. "I do not bear any ill will for any of you who choose to rejoin the Gotei 13. I still consider all of you to be precious comrades."

"I believe I will take up the captain commander's offer," Rose said. "As an artist I feel it is necessary to see the changes in the Soul Society and help guide it to create something truly new." Love slapped him on his back, forcing him to cough uncontrollable. Fortunately he didn't choke to death. The afro vizard laughed nervously, embarrassed by his actions.

"Sorry about that, Rose. It is good that you join up again. Out of the four of us you were a captain for the least amount of time. Aizen did cheat you out of it." The elegant man continued to cough, not hearing a word Love said. "I've been a captain too long to serve under some of those kids. Count me out."

"I am also going to stay in the Human World," Lisa said.

Shinji groaned and scratched his head. "You guys are making decisions fast. Doesn't anyone want to think this out for more than five minutes?"

"You should know better than anyone how unorthodox we all are," Lisa said.

"That leaves you, Shinji. Are you staying or going back?" Kensei questioned.

"Unlike you lot I am going to actually think this over and come up with an informative answer."

"Hmm, that's not like you at all," Rose said.

"It is really pathetic too," Lisa tossed in. They both gave Shinji the stink eye. Offended he flipped them off.

"Fuck off! I actually think things through you know. I'm not going to answer on a whim like you."

Hachi shook his head to voice his disapproval. "Shinji-san, it is silly to think this over anymore when you have your answer."

"Eh?" Shinji blinked, baffled.

"It's pretty obvious you made up your mind a long time ago," Kensei finished. "Don't pussy out and just tell us already."

They all knew he had come to an answer. He scanned the room and saw the knowing look in their eyes. They told him it was ok to go. They didn't need him to keep them out of trouble or watch them. His eyes stopped on Hiyori, but she refused to look him in the eye at all. She was still reeling from anger. He hesitated.

"Well go on dick! Nobody needs a traitor like you here anyway!" she screamed. "It will be loads better with you gone anyway. Go with Rose and Kensei, back to the Soul Society with your tail between your legs. The vizards don't need someone as half assed as you."

He understood. In her own cruel way she was giving him her permission to go. Despite being pissed at him for his actions part of her empathized with him. She wouldn't be his excuse for staying. She made sure of that. Of course she wouldn't be anyone's excuse. Shinji's wicked grin emerged. "You're talking all big. It's not like I need your permission you know. I do owe Unohana for saving you anyway. I am bored here with nothing to do. It may be exciting back in the Soul Society."

"I knew it! You aren't slick at all. I knew a dick like you just wanted to leave! Well good reddens to all of you as far as I'm concerned." The former vice-captain ran out the room.

Love made a move to go after her, but Shinji stopped him. "Let her be. She needs some time alone."

The next few days had been uneventful. Shinji informed Yamamoto of their decision. The old soldier expressed sorrow at the ones choosing not to return. The new Central 46 eventually gave in and approved Yamamoto's reinstatement request. The day had come. Shinji, Kensei, and Rose would return. The group of shinigami-hollow hybrids stood by the newly opened Senkaimon. The 1st division vice-captain, Chojiro Sasakibe awaited them. He had been sent to guide the vizards back. The Dangai was still dangerous without the cleaner. Hell butterflies were an absolute must now.

"We must be going soon," Sasakibe said firmly.

Shinji nonchalantly brushed the vice-captain aside. "Yeah, yeah we got it already, sheesh." He turned around, and missed the elder shinigami's disapproving glare. "So this is it."

"You act like we won't see you again," Love said. "That isn't true."

"Hehe, you are right about that. Keep this lot safe."

They said their goodbyes or something similar. Kensei and Mashiro's farewell was one part awkward silence, one part yelling, and another part of Kensei seething. Fortunately everyone else went fine. Hiyori was still giving them the cold soldier, but she said nothing to them. She didn't even hit Shinji.

'She still needs time,' he thought.

"Are we prepared to go?" Sasakibe questioned.

"Yeah, yeah, let's get going." The vice-captain opened the Senkaimon door and walked through. Rose went next, followed by Kensei. Shinji shot one last fleeting look at Hiyori. Her cheek was still to him. There was nothing more for him to do. Shinji turned his back and walked through. There was no going back now.

It is a quick little take on vizards going their separate ways. I didn't want it to be too long. Some parts were rushed. This my little way of thanking you guys for reading my story all this time. I never dreamed I would get 300 reviews. I really hope you enjoyed it.