MY MONEY'S ON MR. ED
by Tari Gwaemir
What happens when Ichigo stays with the Eleventh Division.
"A feint to the left! Oh, nice dodge-and-attack! But watch out, Kurosaki attacks from above! Will Ikkaku hold out against the onslaught?"
"SHUT UP!" yelled Ikkaku from the pit as he gritted his teeth and parried the blow.
Yumichika simply smiled and twirled his hair. "Don't forget to place your bets! The pool is currently at 50,000--"
Ichigo slammed his zanpakutou against the ground. "Goddamnit! If you don't shut up, I'm going to come up there and beat the crap out of all of you."
Ikkaku took the opportunity to kick him in the stomach. "Not if I get there first."
"I can't believe I missed out on the fun," grumbled Zaraki as he surveyed the bruised and groaning mass that was his division.
"Don't worry, Ken-chan can play next time!"
Ichigo slumped against the wall. "Next time, I'm staying with the Thirteenth Division. At least they're not all insane."