Disclaimer: With the exception of Reiko, I own nothing. Everything belongs Tite Kubo.

Chapter 1: Have you met Miss Jones?

Okay. Think of steel plates snapping together. Concentrate on being impenetrable. No one can slip through. The wall is solid.

'How can I can convince Orihime to join me in my lesbian ways, while avoiding Tatsuki's homicidal threats?'

I let out a frustrated sigh and let my head crash onto my desk as Chizuru's thoughts flew into my head. As my head made contact, the classroom door and three windows flew open. I felt Orihime come up beside me.

"Reiko, are you okay?" she asked.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired," I said. More like I'm frustrated that I can't block the people around me out to save my life and my telekinesis is a bitch. Orihime smiled and went back to her desk as Ochi-sensei came into the room. Sensei stood by the door and called for someone to come inside. In walked a boy with jaw length yellow blonde hair. He was tall and thin but he had enough muscle to do some damage. I got a good look at his face. Wow, that's a lot of teeth. A lot of really straight teeth; lucky bastard.

Sensei conducted him up to the blackboard where he wrote his name. Backwards. A talent of his, apparently. Welcome to Karakura High, Hirako Shinji.

Sensei started looking for a place to put him. Naturally, Hirako-san wanted to sit by a cute girl. That knocked me out. Okay, I'm not ugly, but I'm not on say, Orihime's level of cuteness. I have dark brown hair, green eyes, and stand at a whopping 5'1". I'm easy to overlook. I tuned them out and looked back at Ichigo. Ah, spacing out again, I see. Finally, Sensei put him behind me and beside Ichigo. As he made his way down the aisle, I caught a thought.

'Caught between two spiritually gifted teenagers. It must be my lucky day. I wonder what the brunette can do?'

Hirako-san sat down and issued a greeting to Ichigo , then leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Hello, beautiful." I felt my face heat up and turned around. He had hazel eyes. They were really nice, but that wasn't the point.

"That's Takahashi Reiko. Takahashi-san to you," I said and turned back around. I heard him smirk behind me. "Whatever ya say, beautiful," he said. And school continued on.

School ended and I started to make my way home. I was half-way there when someone popped up beside me.

"Hello!"

"Aaaahhhh!" was my response as I shot three feet in to the air.

It was Hirako-san. "Oops. Sorry."

"It's okay. I'm just not used to people on the trek home," I said.

"Can I walk ya the rest of the way?"he asked, grinning. Really, that's a lot of teeth. I nodded.

"So, Sensei said you're a transfer student. Where did you live before you came here?" I asked.

"Oh, ya know, around," he said. He sounded nonchalant, but his posture was really tense.

"Around where? Up north, down south? Out of the country? On another planet?" I asked.

"Outta town," he said. Mr. Evasive. This was going to be like pulling teeth.

"Hmmm." I looked at him suspiciously. I could take a peek into his mind, but that would be rude. He also felt different. The way Orihime, Chad, Uryu, and Ichigo felt different. He felt like Ichigo.

"Do you ever give a straight answer?" I asked. He smirked. That's what I thought.

"Do ya ever not ask questions?"

"No," I smiled.

We continued down the street until a claw foot bathtub busted through a third story window. Right above a little girl outside playing with her puppy. As it hurdled towards her, I saw the tub in my mind's eye and pushed it back. It flew back about five feet and shattered. The girl started crying and her mother came outside and pulled the girl and her puppy inside.

I turned back to Hirako-san. He had his head cocked to the side and was giving me a very serious look. I gave him wide eyes.

"Shall we continue on?" I smiled. He nodded slowly. He looked like he was analyzing me.

"Ya know, that little girl was really lucky," he said.

"Yes, people really ought to be more careful when they're moving things like that," I said.

We journeyed on for a few more minutes until we reached my apartment. I stood on the front step and looked back at Hirako-san who was still eying me.

"Thank you for the escort. I'll see you at school tomorrow," I said politely.

As I turned to go inside, I found myself being pinned into the doorway by said escort. He looked down at me with a very dark look. Uh-oh, this does not bode well.

"Reiko, how do ya suppose that bathtub managed to miss that girl? I'm just curious. Any theories, on your part?" Shinji asked.

I shrugged. "Luck of the gods, I guess."

"Is that all? Because I have a theory. Possibly there was someone with telekinesis nearby. I mean, how else would ya explain something like," he said.

"That's an excellent theory. You're a very keen guy," I said.

"So it's been said, but you're hiding something else. Telekinesis isn't the only thing you can do, is it?" he said.

"Alleged telekinesis, I haven't admitted to anything," I said.

"But you haven't denied it either," he countered. He smirked. "But you will. I'm a very persistent guy." He straightened up. "I'm not in the habit of taking "no" for an answer."

"Well, maybe you should. It'll save us both a ton of grief. And besides, I don't back down to anyone and I don't intend to start with you," I said with an edge.

His smile got bigger. "I'll see ya around, Rei." I felt a vein in my head start to throb. Rei? Who the hell did he think he was?! He walked down the steps onto the sidewalk. As he walked away, I caught, 'Oh, yes, you're definitely worth my interest.'

Without thinking, I yelled, "Like I want your interest."

His eyes were narrowed when his head snapped around. I ignored him and slammed into the apartment.

I sat my stuff down by the front door and trudged in to the kitchen. I started rummaging through the refrigerator and pulled out a soda and some onigiri. I leaned against the counter and started to eat. My abilities were my own business. And while we were on the subject, Hirako-san, don't even try to convince me you're just a transfer student. If you are, then I'll eat my shoes. You feel like Kurosaki-kun, only stronger.

I did my homework for the night and settled in to go to bed. As I laid down, my thoughts turned back to Hirako-san. He was irritating to be sure, but he was also intriguing. And if I really thought about, I supposed he wasn't that bad. He could've been worse. At least he hadn't groped me. Flirted with me, maybe, but he hadn't done anything that would've gotten him slapped. As I drifted off to sleep, I saw his smile. This was not good.