Chapter 1 Transform
I sat in Ichigo's room. We finished school and were now doing our homework. "Satsu what's the answer to number 15?" Ichigo asked lying on the floor.
"Which subject?" I asked knowing the answer to all.
"Math," Ichigo sighed wanting to cry but knowing I don't like criers.
"400 to the tenth power," I answered not even looking at the work I did.
"Oh," Ichigo wrote that down.
We finished in silence. Ichigo had me go over his work. He ran off but I don't know why (yet). I left after putting a note over the papers telling him to go over a few questions.
I then saw Ichigo fighting some sort of beast. I ran as fast as I could toward him. I got really mad when it through him like a rag doll. I hadn't realized my clothes changed into a purple kimono with slits up both sides.
I had two Zanpakuto and my hair was now in a ponytail. I shouted, "Koori No Oni!" at the top of my lungs then hit the beast in its mask, killing it.
"Satsu, thank you so much." Ichigo stood up, "You should come with me." He grabbed my hand and pulled me along.
"Where are we going?" I laughed just going with the flow.
"Old friend's house, He will tell you about your transformation." Ichigo just pulled me awhile more.
We finally arrived at Urahara shop. I was pulled in and practically thrown into Urahara.
"Oh pretty lady." Urahara lifted me off of him, "Ichigo why are you and this fine lady doing here?
"She…"I cut Ichigo off.
"I just killed the beast!" I laughed.
"As I was saying, she killed a hollow and transformed into what you see now." Ichigo waved his hands toward me.
"Oh so you need me to explain." Urahara's smile grew.
"And that my dear is why you are now like that." Urahara finished his explanation.
"I've heard that somewhere before." I sat still as he told me.
"Where did you hear it?" Ichigo asked because I've never told him about my family or past.
"My great uncle, Yamamato." I looked up at Ichigo to see his reaction.
"Yamamato is your great uncle?" Both Urahara and Ichigo jumped and yelled.
"Umm yeah," I didn't think they would react like that.
"Makes since," a new person came into the room. He had red hair which was pulled back.
"Renji when did you get here?" Urahara turned the topic off me.
"A minute ago," Renji sat at the table across for me.
I sat there quietly as the three carried a conversation. But unfortunately Renji asked, "Why is she so quiet?"
"Oh I had to explain to her why she was using a Zanpakuto." Urahara looked at me with a wide smile.
"Huh, you don't say," Renji's eyebrows wiggled at me.
"Ugh, why do men have to be disgusting?" I hit my head with my hands.
"That's what you think." Ichigo had an anime sweat drop.
"Well not you, Ichigo." I sounded like a love-struck schoolgirl.
Kay Kay, that's it for now. I don't own anything but Satsu.