His Fangs

Chapter 1: New Student

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A long groan could be heard throughout the Kurosaki home from a certain orange haired boy, on a bright Monday morning. Stupid clock… A bright ray of sunlight just peeked througha slit in Ichigo's green curtains straight into his left eye. Stupid sun… Giving a loud moan, the now "grumpy" teen covered the tired eye with his right arm, and the other arm grabbed the beeping alarm clock and chucked it at the opposite wall of his bed. WUMP! "Beep Beeeee…" were the last words of his poor alarm clock.

"Ichi-nii is awake," said Ichigo's little sister, Karin, with a smirk, while walking into their small kitchen for breakfast. She wasn't much of a morning person, but at least she could get up in the morning without killing her alarm clock. Yawn. She was still in her pajamas, and her black hair was a mess (bed-head).

"Oh! So that's what that noise was… I thought someone was at the door," replied Karin's twin sister, Yuzu, with a spoon to her mouth. Yuzu was always the first one to awake in the morning to make everyone their breakfast. After their mother died five years ago, she would take over all the responsibilities of the home including; making meals, cleaning the house, doing the laundry, and sometimes be a nurse to their family's small clinic. She was also the complete opposite of Karin, even though they were twins. Yuzu had light, pale, brown hair and a sweet, willing attitude. While Karin was lazy and had more of an attitude to her older brother, Ichigo.

"That's the third clock he has been through this week, and its only Monday," Karin said with a chuckle, as she sat down on a stool at their counter. I wonder how big that crack in his wall is now. She thought.

" Whaaaat!? How many of these does he go through?! No-wonder my bill is going up… I don't know why I even buy them for him," yelled their perverted father, Isshin, who popped out of nowhere. He such childish adult, with too much energy for his own good; it's hard to believe people would let him examine them, (Isshin being the doctor of the clinic) that's probably where he got his perverted-side… sighed an annoyed Karin, with a piece of toast in her mouth.

"Zip-it old man, Ichi-nii doesn't like waking up on bright mornings," Karin growled, as she wondered into the living, (their kitchen is attached too) and flipped on the T.V. for the morning news.

"But it's not my fault he doesn't do well in daylight," wined Isshin as he sobbed in front of his wife, Masaki, poster. The twins both sweat-dropped, yes it is, they both thought in unison.

"None of us do well in the day. Yawn… it makes me drowsy," Karin said stressing the word "us," with a fang sticking out as she yawned. Most of the curtains in the "house-part" of the clinic were shut, eliminating the light in the rooms; expect the kitchen, where Yuzu was busy making scrambled eggs.

"Well, what do you expect from a family of vampires?" Yuzu chirped from the kitchen, still busily stirring the eggs in the pan. Yuzu was glad Karin and her were only half vampire, or she would have a lot of trouble waking in the morning (which is considered the time when vampires should be sleeping.) Isshin and Ichigo, on the other hand, were full blooded vampires, so they have more trouble trying to live through the long, bright hours of the day. Well… Ichigo was almost full blooded, that is… what dad said… Yuzu shrugged at the thought.

The other twin just repaid to her with a small grunt. Karin never really liked the fact that she was a vampire. She didn't have many friends; mostly because people thought she was weird. Ok, sure, so I'm not human… But I look like one… besides the fact my ears being pointier than usual… and my fangs would hang out when I opened my mouth too much. Karin just sighed.

Yuzu glanced over at the clock on their pale yellow colored walls, to only give a rather loud yelp.

"Oh my! It's that time already? And Ichi-nii isn't even …" Before she could finish what she was saying, Isshin quickly started to jog up the stair (fast recover from a moment ago) and yelled that he would get his son up.

"You're just going to get hurt if you do that," Karin yelled after him.

Ichigo gave an irritated groan when he heard his father's foot-steps on the stairs coming up to his room. He knew what was coming. Stupid father…Rolling over, so he was lying on his stomach, and then burying his orange head under a pillow, he prayed it wouldn't last long.

His door crashed open, followed by his named being hollered loud enough so the whole world could hear it.

"Ichigoooooooooooooooooooooo! Time to get up, and off to school or you'll be late!" Isshin yelled as a he jumped on Ichigo's dark blue covers. He yanked opened the curtains, (that happen to be your next to Ichigo's bed) and slid the window open to let a breeze in.

Ichigo let out a small scream when his room filled with sun light, and a chilly breeze, as he dug further in to his covers. He tried his best to hide from the painful atmosphere that was now filling every dark corner of his once "peaceful" room.

"Come on my son, you're wasting precious time when you could be getting a beautiful girlfriend! It's the season of love you known?!" Isshin said as he jumped up-and-down on Ichigo's bed, causing the blankets to slide off. It's always the season of love for you, Ichigo's mind hissed.

The almost-full-blooded vampire could feel veins popping on his head. He reached his limit; his father was soo dead now! In one quick motion, Ichigo rolled over, and tripped his father, causing him to fall out of the now opened window.

"Your so mean Ichigooooooooooooo," said the now falling man, from a two-story house.

"Serves you right for annoying me, you old hag!" Ichigo yelled at his father's fleeting form. He put on an evil smile when he heard a nice "thud," outside his window. Ichigo swung his feet around over his bed-side, putting his head into his hand, and breathed a sigh-of-relief.

"My son, what is your problem?! I buy you clocks for a reason! They're not to be used as stress relievers by making cracks in your walls!" Isshin said, once again appearing out of no-where, while pointing at the many cracks and dents in Ichigo's wall. How the heck did he get back up here so fast? Ichigo thought in amazement.

"Modern art, dad, modern art," Ichigo smirked as he stood up, observing the remains of his alarm clock, that was now in many pieces.

"Now get out! I have to change! I'm late for school," said the scowling teen as he kicked his father once again (out the door.)

Poor Ichigo had to run the whole way to his school, but made it just in time before the gate closed to "Karakura High School."

Still running, the "late" teen hopped up the stairs (two-at-a-time) to the second level of his school. Ichigo then sprinted down the hall to his 10th grade class, with Mrs. Misato Ochi, as his home-room teacher. Stupid teacher is going to kill me if I'm late…Ichigo groaned, as his scowl deepened at the thought of his head being beaten by her "evil" attendances book. He heard once, that a kid that was late was hit so hard that he was knocked-out-cold for the whole first hour. Not that I really believe that…

Sliding open the door to the classroom, the out of breath vampire, tried to calm down seeing that the teacher was still not there. No beating today, as he took his usual seat in the second row from the left, second seat from the back.

Slouching in his chair a-bit, Ichgio looked up to see Ishida Uryu, at his desk busily sewing up a hole in Ogawa Michiru, stuffed animal. Stupid Quincy… Ishida was the smartest kid in the class, who had the habit of pushing up his glasses every minute (which drove Ichigo crazy). Ichigo wasn't very close to him, but they were friends, even though Ishida was very good at getting up his skin with his smart mouth. Snorting a little at the annoying thought as Ishida turned toward the orange head and gave a nod (his way if saying "hello.") Sado Yasutora or Chad (nickname he reseved from Ichigo), who was next to Ishida, gave a nod too, which Ichigo returned. Chad was a gentle giant, that didn't say much… at all. He on the other hand, was a good friend of Ichigo's.

"Good morning, Kurosaki-kun," said an excited orange haired girl, Inoue Orihime, who was walking past Ichigo's desk. Arisawa Tatsuki who was walking with Inoue, gave a wave to him. Inoue and Arisawa were bests friends, who did everything together. Inoue was girl who always had a smile on, and would giggle about everything. She also was very beautiful with long, flowing hair, plus a nice body (which Ichigo wouldn't denay). Tatsuki was more of the tomboy type person. Having black hair and being more layed back like his little sister, Karin. She was also a good friend of Ichigo's because they grew up together. Plus both took the same karate class when they were kids. Tatsuki now takes karate club in the high school, and practices her moves on guys who take advantage of Inoue. She's way too protective. Ichigo laughed mentaly, remebering the last time when Tatsuki gave Keigo a black eye for asking Inoue out on a date.

"Morning Tatsuki, Inoue-san," Ichigo replied, as he leaned back from his desk. He ran a hand through his orange spicky hair (bad habit he did when frusterated). Stupid teacher is really late today, Ichigo looked up at the clock above the chalk broad. Speaking of stupid people, where is that annoying pervet Ke…

"I-CHI-GO-GO-GO-GO," yelled the second most perveted person from Ichigo's father, Asano Keigo. Keigo is well… Stupid, Ichigo's conscinces blurted. Make that a annoying, stupid pervert! The teen found himself smiling at this, as he agreed with himself very-much-so. But the rare smile quickly ended and was returned with a scowl, when Keigo attemted to give Ichigo his usual bear hug (every morning.) Lucky for the orange head, Kojima Mizuiro, walked in to the seen, stepping right on Keigo head, to say his "Good mornings" to everyone. Mizuiro was kinda like Keigo, who liked to go out on dates (with holder women), but was not a pervert. More over, the dark blue/black haired teen (Mizuiro) kepted the brown haired loser, Keigo, undercontrol.

"Good Morning everyone," Mizuiro said in a calm tone, while flipping open his cell phone (as he always did to talk to his "older" girlfreind.) Everyone replied with a "morning," and or a nod.

"You really shouldn't lay on the floor like that, Asano-san. People may mistake you as a rug," said the teen, still looking at his cell phone.

"Quit the formal talk, Mizuiro…" Keigo replied with tears streaming down his face (with Mizuiro foot still on his head.) Ichigo just gave a sweat-drop as he faced forward to see the teacher finally enter the room.

"Silences, and take your seats everyone," Mrs. Misato said walking over to her desk, and setting down her "evil" attendance book on it.

"Now class I have a surprise for you on this bright and happy Monday morning!" Cheered Mrs. Misato. Groans and moans could be heard throughout the room. "Surprises" always mean pop-quizs. This was Ichigo's que to start his daily nap in the mornings.

"Whats with all the groans?! You should be happy that we have a new transfer-student, all the way from America too!" barked the teacher, swinging her "evil" attendence book over her shoulder. Noises quickly sised and attention was directed back to the front of the room. Nobody wanted to be a victim of her wrath.

Ichigo's rased an eyebrow at the word "transfer-student." They haven't had a new student in the class since… forever. But Ichigo, being the stubborn person he was, decided not to let this student ruin his morning nap. Puttin his orange head on his desk again and wrapping his arms around it to block out the waves of wispers going through the room. Stupid transfer-student…Trying to squeeze his eyes shut more.

"Please come in Miss Kuchiki, and introduce yourself," the teacher said as she turned toward the now sliding opening door. Everyones gaze fell apon the entering figure, except for one student who was trying desperately to sleep.

Ichigo heard the door slide open and shut, followed by lots of grasping, mostly from guys, (Ichigo noted), and wispering from the girls. He couldn't take it much longer, his curiosity was getting the best of him. One peek won't hurt…I mean…I need to know what the student looks likes, right?

Lifting his head slowing, peeking through one eye, he stared at the persons feet. Stupid feet… Bringing his head higher up, he traveled his gaze up the pale, slender legs, (which Ichigo quickly figured out belonged to a girl) to her short, gray uniform skirt. His orange head was fully up now staring at her petite body, and shoulder length, raven hair that cupped her face nicely.

"Hello, my name is Kuchiki Rukia. It's a pleasure to meet all of you," she finished with a bow. Standing up straight again, her midnight eye's meet Ichigo's amber eye's as she smiled to the class.

Ichigo could feel his heart beat hard, shaking his inner world. Her glaze was so intense, Ichigo knew he would drowned himself in these violet orbs if he stared too long. He felt his breathing become ragged, his eyes widened as he became lost in her trance. Whats wrong with me… His fangs began to tingle, and stick out of his dry, opened mouth.

Need…Blood…