Hi Guys! I was thinking, and I suddenly realized that I had never read a story about Ichigo trying to find a career that would suit him. So I wrote one. BTW I'm looking for a Beta-Reader. If you're interested just drop a review or IM me. CX I wonder whether you can guess what Ichigo will chose as his career?

It was the time of year that career forms were going around Karakura High School. Ichigo looked down at the one that he had just been given in disgust.

Name:

First three preferences for your career:

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Ideal backup choice:

Ichigo had no idea what he wanted to do when he graduated. IF he graduated. It was more likely that he would be offed by someone like Aizen before he could even contemplate graduating. He had no idea if he'd survive that long.

Such was war.

Anyway, because of all the supernatural things going on in his life at the moment, he hadn't really had the time to ponder over his ideal career choice.

"I wanna be a professional martial artist!" Tatsuki told Orihime.

Ishida snorted. "Predictable."

"At least I'm not gonna become a seamstress!" Tatsuki retaliated with a sneer.

Orihime hastily interrupted the fight. "I wanna be a famous chef, or an inventor, Or maybe even a kick boxer…"

She continued rambling on, so Ichigo turned to Chad. "What do you want to do?"

"A musician," Came the short reply. "You?"

Ichigo frowned (more than usual). "I'm not sure. Something involving living, hopefully."

"What d'ya mean by that, Ichigo?" Keigo gave his best pout face. It didn't actually work on Ichigo, but Keigo liked pouting.

Fortunately, Mrs. Ochi interrupted them.

"You! Down the back! Shut up and listen!" She turned back to the board. "Those forms are due back on Friday, make sure to ask for advice if you need any."

Suddenly, the end of school bell rang over the school grounds, indicating that it was time to go home.

"Alright class! Try to remember to ask for advice over the weekend! Don't forget to bring them back on Friday!"

Ichigo left school deep in thought.

"WELCOME HOME ICHIGO!"

His self-preservation instincts kicking in, Ichigo quickly closed the door in his father's face, stopping the grown man's flying tackle in its tracks.

"Idiot goat face! What kind of good father attacks his own son when he opens the door?"

Ichigo stepped over his father's body, carefully avoiding the spreading pool of blood like only one with years of experience could.

He let out a sigh.

"Why me?" He asked the ceiling. He let out another sigh.

He walked past the lounge room where his sisters were watching a game of soccer on TV.

"Welcome back Onii-san."

Yuzu's voice broke through Ichigo's thoughts. He smiled at her. "I'm home."

Ichigo climbed up the staircase to his room, grateful that the super midget was in Soul Society and not sleeping in his cupboard anymore. He needed quiet.

He closed the door behind him and relaxed in his desk chair, ready to do homework.

That was when his window was slammed open with great force, nearly shattering the glass.

"I'm back!"

Ichigo sighed. Again. 'I thought too soon.'

The midget was back.

AN

I have a question for you readers. Am I a boy or a girl? Leave you're answer in a review, as I'm interested in what you think. Also, what do you thing Ichigo's career should be?

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