I stared blankly at the boy who seemed to just appear out of thin air. My cheeks warmed as I look him up and down. He definitely wasn't a soul reaper. But he wasn't a normal human either. He was dressed to strangely. His cloak was black with red clouds spread throughout its surface, though he did have a sword. Maybe he's some hippy Arrancar. I quickly hid behind the door as Urahara made his introductions.

"Well hey there, you must be a customer!" the hated ex-captain said, smiling goofily and gave a quick bow to the dangerous looking visitor.

The boy narrowed his black eyes, seeming slightly threatening. "Where am I?" he demanded, resting his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Why you're in Karakura town at the most wonderful shop in the world!" Urahara laughed, sounding oddly crazy. Not that he isn't crazy every other day.

I looked around hoping someone else would be able to come to Urahara's rescue and keep him from scaring away yet another possible customer. Even if this one looks like a serial killer who is targeting this shop as his next area to criminalize or whatever bad people do. But sadly, me and Urahara were the only ones in the shop today, so that meant it was my job to help. Great.

I sighed and slowly walked out into the open, letting them see me, "Do you need something?" I asked the boy.

"I need to know where I am. And where the leaf village is."

The leaf village? "What?" I asked. Okay, maybe this guy was coo-coo for cocoa pebbles…

He drew his blade and pointed it at me, "Don't play games with me, tell me how to get to the leaf village."

I drew Sukimara, "Okay, let's just take this one step at a time. Who are you?"

"Sasuke Uchiha, of the Uchiha clan. And I'm looking for the leaf village." He glared at me, apparently he wasn't joking.

"Uchiha clan? Leaf village?" I shook my head, "Are you sure you're in the same era as us? You're talking about things that haven't been in existence since like the mid-evil ages."

Urahara burst out into laughter and walked into the hallway, "I'll leave the nut job for you, Yuki, have fun."

I groan, why do I always get stuck with the crazies? "Look, this is the modern times or whatever. There are cities not villages. And there are families not clans." I sheathed my zanpakuto, "and if you don't need anything I suggest you go."

He sheathed his sword, looking less dangerous and more confused. "I don't understand."

"You're not the only one," I rubbed my forehead; a major headache was dominating my brain no thanks to Sasuke. "Here, just come on in and I'll find someone who will help explain things to you, okay?" I gestured for him to follow me to one of the back rooms. I was surprised to see that he followed without any commentary, especially since he seemed like the dominate type. We entered one of the relatively clean rooms and sat down.

He glared at my hand when I pulled my cell out; grabbing his swords handle again as if he thought it was a weapon. I sighed and shook my head, flipping the screen open and clicking speed dial.

A soft voice answered on the other end, "Hello?"

"Hey, Toshiro, it's Yuki," I glanced at the time confused boy, "I have a bit of a problem."