Hey, I'm back. I'm sorry if anyone was read my other story, I completely lost faith in it and started over, but because of school, I have been supper busy with homework and projects, so I never have time to do anything. It's a good thing I live in Canada because I get lots of snow days, so it gives me time to write some stories. I decided to start a new one for now, and hopefully it will go better than the other one.

I don't know if this OOC or not, but of well, I'm not the best story writer.

The pairings here are going to be: Ichigo and Rukia, Hisagi and OC, Orihime and Ulquiorra, Rangiku and Gin, and possibly Renji and Byakuya.

IPOV

"DON'T FORGET TO BRING ME GRAND BABIES ICHI-"

"Shut up goat-chin!"

Ichigo sight as he walked away from his family, eyes following him as he walked away from the pitiful seen that was bound to start with yelling, mostly on his dads side, and violence, on his younger sisters side. He had his hockey sized duffle bag slung over his shoulder with all his clothes as he walked to the other end of the school. He had heard a lot about this school. It's set up kind of how real life is. There is not cafeteria in the school, so you have to somehow earn money to buy, or cook your own food. Meaning that if you decide to cook, you have to learn how to. Most people don't like coming to this school because its extra effort, but it helps to set you up for the real world.

He walked out the back door to see two small apartment like buildings to his left and to his right. Looking down at his map, it showed that the left was for the boys, and the right was for the girls. In the middle of the two buildings, there is a small building that leads to an underground parking lot for students with cars. The dorm rooms were generously sized because of the school population, giving each dorm 2-3 bedrooms, their own small bathroom, a small kitchen, and a living room. He walked through the front door of the boys' apartment and set off to look for his dorm room.

As he was walking down the hall, he looked at all the other people roaming the halls. There were lots of different people there, and he didn't know what to expect from his new roommate. As he stood outside room 15, he began to get a bit nervous. His vibrant hair color always got him into fights at school, and all past memories from high school and the bullying came back like a flood, and he could only hope that the person on the other side of the door would accept him for his very minor but troublesome difference. He stuffed his map into his bag before reaching out for the door handle, pushing it open. As soon as he opened the door, he could hear the sound of gun shots and yelling coming from in the room. He walked over to his room on the left, opening the door and threw his bag on the floor with the rest of his stuff that was sent here.

He sighed as he walked out of his room to the room opposite of his, stopping outside of the door. He knocked a few times before he no longer heard the sound of gunshots and zombies moaning on the other side of the door. There was some shuffling on the other side of the door before it swung open. They were the exactly the same height and build. He had black hair and grey eyes. He had three scars going down the right side of his face, right over his eye. There is a tattoo that runs over the top part of his left cheek, right over to the bridge of his nose. Right under that tattoo, there was 69 tattoo. He was wearing a white wife beater and grey sweat pants. They stared at each other for a few more seconds before he stuck his hand out to the side of his mouth slightly twitching upwards.

"My name is Shuhei Hisagi, nice to meet you," he said in a friendly way, which was the complete opposite of his appearance.

"Uh, oh, my name is Ichigo Kurosaki," he said, reaching his hand out and grabbing his outstretched one giving it a shake.

"Well, just warning you, I play Call of Duty Black Opps a lot, so if you are the type of person that likes quiet, we arnt going to get along very well." He said smirking as he pulled his hand out of Ichigos.

"No, that's fine, I don't like quiet people," Ichigo said, smirking as well.

"You wanna pl-" Hisagi started, but was cut off by his cell phone ringing in his room. "Let me just get that," he said, trailing off at the end as he walked into his room and looked around for his phone.

"Hello?" he said when he answered his phone. Ichigo could hear a faint female voice on the other side of the line, and whoever it was caused Hisagi to smile a bit.

"Hey Akage, what's up?"

"…"

"Hm… no, I can come now if you want, my roommate just got here, so I'll be over in a bit, ok." He said, turning of his x-box and putting his remote on top of the TV.

"Bye." He said, closing his phone. "Can you cook?" Hisagi asked, pulling off his top and throwing it to a random corner of his room before going to his dresser and putting on a tight fitting black long sleeve shirt.

"Uh yeah, why?" Ichigo asked as Hisagi strpped his sweats off and putt on a pair of jeans.

"Because I can't and I don't like takeout," he responded, putting his phone into his pocket and walking to the door. "Later," he said before walking out the door. Ichgo sighed before walking over to his room and started unpacking his stuff. 'I think we can get along well,' he thought, 'as long as he doesn't bring his girlfriend over…'

I hope this goes better than the last story I tried to write. I'll try to get out as many chapters I can, maybe one a week, minimum 2 a month (hopefully).