Disclaimer: Do not own Bleach and will not make a profit out of this fic. All characters©Kubo Tite



And so, as the night drew to an end and the Shinigami partygoers began to depart the assembly hall – alone, in pairs, in threes and on a few rare occasions, larger groups – the Arrancar gathered by Aizen-sama, exited to share their findings and impressions with their leader and amongst themselves and ready for departure.

With a curious sense of déjà-vu, Aizen opened the Garganta to Hueco Mundo and lead His creations home, a natural sense of accomplishment settling His mind.

Nostalgia was a foreign sentiment but He would return, maybe for another party – New Year was just around – or perhaps for a surprise visit to a few wavering Shinigami and, most definitely, for The Invasion.

And then, when He ruled supreme over all of this and all of them, He might resume such traditions.

It had been such an enjoyable Christmas Party.

"Let us go home My Hollows."



And this is it for Mistletoe Kisses'08 2009 REDUX! I hope you've enjoed the ride and thank you for sticking up with me till the end.

My heartfelt thanks to:

yume girl 91

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Emma Stargaze



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and Annonim

for taking the time to write some feedback. You've no idea how your words can influence my writing moods. You literally make me write and plot and want to show my stories to you.

Also a warm thanks to everyone who added this silly, cracky story to their favourites and reading lists.

Last but not least, have the merriest of Christmas may all your wishes be fulfilled.