This is basically an introduction to all the characters and to my OC, Kayra. Nothing much happens, but it leaves a bit of a cliffhanger at the end. I hope you like it. I just got this idea in the middle of the night and decided to do something with it. Please review so I know if I should continue.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot line and Kayra


I calmly inserted earplugs into my ears to block out the squeals from all the girls on our rooftop lunch place. Calmly, I handed a pair to Ichigo as well. Without even asking, he shoved them up his own ears as Orihime hugged him enthusiastically while yelling congrats in his ear. Rukia stood by, smiling as everyone congratulated her, everyone being Tatsuki, Renji, Chad, Uryu, and Mizuiro. Keigo was too busy crying his eyeballs out in the corner.

I for one had seen this coming all along. Today, (finally) Rukia and Ichigo had started going out. Everyone in our little groupie-thing seemed surprised that they even liked each other. Um hello captain obvious, they argue all the time, and are appear to hate each other's guts! How much more of a hint do you need?

Okay, so maybe that didn't make much sense, but really, they act like an old married couple. I've gotten pretty good at reading people over the years. It's something I learned from my dad. Thank god I never learned anything else from him.

My dad is the owner of a candy store that somehow manages to stay afloat even though we never have any customers. His fashion style isn't much better than his business skills. His wardrobe consists of multiple oversized black kimono coats, plain, ugly kaki pants with just as ugly kaki v neck shirts to match, and the stupidest, most ridiculous green and white striped hat. Oh ya, did I mention the clogs and the cane?

His personality matches his clothes, which is the sad part. If you ever see a random guy dressed in the clothes I just mentioned come up to you and smile crazily while talking about the colour of the sky, don't worry, I give you full permission to punch him to high heaven.

My mom on the other hand, is at least half decent. She's a vet who specializes in cats and trust me, she brings her work home. At any given time, there are at least ten cats in our house. And our house isn't even that big. After a few days at my house you will see meowing in a whole new way.

Anyway, she comes from the shihoin family. They run one of the biggest business companies around, but she decided that the business life wasn't for her, so she left the company, to go to veterinary school. She and my grandparents had a little falling out over that part, but in the end, it turned out well for me. They are now convinced that my mom can't take proper care of me and therefore spoil me rotten. Well that's me, Kayra Urahara, grandma's little angel.

I inherited a lot more personality from my mom than my dad (thank goodness). I'm told that my stubbornness, spunkiness, wit, and tom boyishness all comes from her side. Thank you dad for being skimpy on the DNA.

I do however get most of my looks from my dad. Mum is tall and dark skinned with dark brown hair (though she dyed it purple for a fundraiser) and has hazel eyes. My dad is blonde, and fair, and grayish blue eyes. Me, I've got a skin tone that's somewhere in between the two, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes (they're my favorite feature) and my mom's nose. Somewhere along the long line of tall ancestors though, I inherited shortness.

I mean come on! My dad's tall, my mom's tall, all four of my grandparents were tall (my grandma on my dad's side died a few years ago) and here I am, only a few inches taller than Rukia. If you're wondering how tall that is, Rukia's nick name is Midget. I've kinda learned to live with it…kinda, but it's very hard to move on when your dad always uses your height as an excuse to ignore you.

Anyways, enough about me. Lets move on to the second most important subject (the most important being me and therefore already covered) my friends. Ichigo is the one with the earplugs and the goofy orange hair. Feel free to call him carrot top anytime. Renji is the one with a sense of style about as bad as my dad's. He's got all the tattoos, and the ridiculously long hair.

Now let me introduce you to my friends with normal looking hair. Uryu's the one with glasses and black hair. If he doesn't talk to you and glares at you all the time, don't worry, he does that to everyone. The tall girl with the long strawberry blonde hair beside him is Orihime (trust me, they're going to start going out anytime) and the gentle giant on his other side is Chad.

Rukia (the midget) is the midget (no duh) with the black hair that always flips out standing beside Ichigo (awwww, they're so cute together) but don't talk to her about her size, because she's even touchier about it than me. Mizuiro is the shorter guy with dark hair and you may not believe it, but he's a major player and Keigo's the one still crying in the corner. I'm not even going to talk about him.

We all go to Karakura high school together, the little school where the most exciting thing that happened all year was Rukia transferring here from a fancy school in Tokyo. Yes, Karakura is indeed the little city of no importance except to those who live there. So you, united states government, DON'T FRIKIN BOMB US OR I WILL KILL YOU… and that's my spaz for the day.

Anyways, back to reality. The rest of the day went by without much incident, though the mushy looks Ichigo and Rukia were sending each other throughout the day made my mind barf, but overall, it was over all a pretty good day. I slept through my first two classes, math and geography, and then vandalized my desk with hearts and mushy sayings about my two, now and item, friends. As long as neither one of them discovers I was the one to draw them, it was time well spent.

Walking home that day after school with Renji (as creepy as it sounds, he lives in my basement), the hot topic was, no surprise, Ichigo and Rukia. He was going on and on about how Ichigo had better treat her right or blah blah blah. I was beginning to think he still might be crushing on her when he announced abruptly "I'm really happy for them though. They'll make a great couple." He nodded his head as he gave them his blessing.

I'm not sure if he was really over his short friend, or if he was just being the bigger man, but either way, I let it be. As the old saying says, let sleeping dogs lie, and well Renji, he kind of looked like a dog in a subtly obvious way.

His next subject of small talk was kendo, and me, I've never gotten that sport. I mean if you're going to be in a situation where you need to defend yourself, what are the chances you're going to have a sword with you? Karate's much more sensible. Renji loves the sport though, so I let him blabber about it while I ignored him completely. I inherited the ability to be selectively deaf from both my parents.

Looking around while Renji explained the sport, making encouraging noises and nodding my head every so often, I let my mind wander. It was spring. The start of a new semester, and in the park, the cherry trees were in full bloom. As we passes by, my eye was caught by the playground, centered in the big square of grass and trees.

I had always come to play here as a child, and heck even then, I'd sometimes sneak out in the middle of the night to ride the swings and stare at the moon. Right then, there was a group of five little kids, pushing each other on the chain and rubber swings, each one trying to push his partner higher than the other. The fifth little boy was sitting by himself, alone, swinging his feet uselessly as he tried to work up some momentum.

My heart immediately went out to the kid. That had been me when I was little. My parents don't really make the best impression on other parents and because of that; I was on my own most of the time. Tatsuki had been the first one to take the time to befriend me. She may seem like a rough person, but she's really the kindest and most considerate person I know. She was the first to befriend Orihime to. We only met because we both loved her so much.

Tugging on Renji's sleeve, I jerked my head over to where the kid sat alone. Stopping his rant about kendo rule breakers, he looked at the kid, then at my face, and then sighed and nodded. Rewarding him with a big smile, I tugged him over to the playground. Walking over to the little boy, I smiled as warmly as I could as I handed Renji my bag to carry.

"Your friends are beating you kid." I said in me best older sister voice. At my approach the four other boys had all stopped to watch.

"I can't swing on my own" he whispered mournfully, looking down at his Velcro shoes.

"Neither can I!" I laughed. Ok, that wasn't quite true, but it sure lit up his face, so you can't blame me for telling a white lie if it made min so happy right? "Tell you what," I proposed, "I'll push you and then big pineapple head over there will push us both! K?"

His face lit up even more, so happy that a high schooler was paying attention to him. Behind me, I heard Renji sigh again. Turning on my heel, and making a little circle indent in the sand as I did so, I smiled at him. Very menacingly. His face froze in terror. I tilted my head to one side. He attempted a smile. It looked more like a grimace, but at least he was trying. "Sure" he said shakily, rubbing the back of his head and still…grimacing like a maniac, "sounds like a plan."

"Great!" I smiled for real at him and turned my attention back to the kid, seeing his shoulders slump with relief out of the corner of my eye. Pulling the swing back, I walked back until the chain was all stretched out, and I let the small kid go. Man he flew. After a few pushes, he was going twice as high as his friends and laughing twice as loud.

Renji, had at some point, dropped our bags on the grass and was pushing two kids at once. I stuck out my tongue at him and he wiggled his ears back at me. Whatever, my kid was going higher anyway. In the end, I never did get to ride the swing. The five boys ran off after a while laughing and joking all together. None of them were left out, I noticed in satisfaction.

Rolling my shoulders out after waving goodbye, I pulled my straight hair into a better ponytail and brushed my bangs out of my eyes. I looked over at Renji as he lay on the grass in exhaustion, I laughed quietly. The kids had taken to him real fast, calling him their older brother and asking him if he could teach them to fight off all the, as they put it, 'bad guys at their school'.

Renji's another of my friends who tries to act tough to hide their kind heart. Don't ask me why. Maybe it rubbed off Ichigo. Shrugging and tiptoeing over to him, I quietly climbed the tree that was shading him from the sun. Smirking, I shook the branch over his face softly, and a million tiny petals floated down softly onto his still form.

He didn't seem to notice, merely smiling goofily. I shook the branch harder. More petals fell, a few leaves coming down with them this time. Nothing, just a bigger smile. Getting tired of shaking the branch, I launched myself out of the tree screaming and landed on his stomach.

His eyes snapped open as I mad impact with his stomach. His breath was pushed from his lungs in a loud 'OOOF'. Laughing, I threw some of the petals I had shaken from the tree in his face. Pushing me off his chest, he grabbed a handful of petals and rubbed them in my hair. Screaming, as my ponytail fell out, I ripped out a clump of grass and threw it at him. A clump of dirt had come out with it and it made a satisfying 'thwack' as it his chest.

One thing led to another, and it ended up as a fully fledged grass war, which he finally won by sitting on me. At the end, we were both covered in dirt, and his pants bore several grass stains. Our hair was full of cherry blossoms and grass, and I was still spiting out pieces of petals after he shoved a handful in my face.

Another afternoon well enjoyed I decided as we finally started back home. As we crossed through the park, I only just remember noticing a tall, dark haired man in a suit, sitting on a bench on the outskirts of the play ground before I dismissed the matter entirely from my mind.


OOOOOOOO! What will happen next? That's actually a very good question because I have no idea, so suggestions are welcome. After reading it over, I realized I made Kayra and Renji a lot closer than I was planning. Sorry folks, but they're not gonna get together. Kayra's taken by mystery suit man. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN!

Anyways, reviews are what keep me motivated, so if you want more, tell me! Bye for now, see you (hopefully) in chapter two!

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