I'm not your average girl, anyone can see that. Orange eyes, light blue hair a few inches past my bottom, and a bit childish. Did I forget to mention I'm a bit of a tomboy?

I can't help it if I'm Seishou Kotsu! The daughter of the Kendo Coach of Karakura Town High School! Also I've been known to be a good back up in street fighting.

'Nough of that bragging, let's get to the important stuff.

I like, naturally, in the coolest town there is in Japan, Karakura Town. I live next to a clinic, my best friend lives in it. Ichigo Kurosaki, the guy I back up in fights when he's in trouble.

But, the reason I'm so attached to him is because, well, we both see things a lot of other's don't. His family sees them, too, expect for the kinder sister.

But, basically, we see ghost. We sense their presence. They act like its normal, I act like it's new and wonderful.

Ever since I moved here, next to Ichigo and hanging out with him, I started seeing them.

I swore to Ichigo I would never tell the living that I saw ghost, though he never made me swear. I was acting on my own.

So now we should get to the real stuff, eh?

Here's what's going down in my life!

"Then I gave that mo hawk guy a left and a right and than a gutter!" I bragged.

All the guys who admired my strength were gathered around me, marveled of my story.

"Than what!?" One asked excitedly.

I smirked, "Chad came and scared the little shit out of those whimps!"

"Sado-kun didn't fight. Again." Another said grimly.

I was happy to know something they didn't. I knew Chad's reason for never fighting, but I wasn't the kind of person to break trust.

I sensed Ichigo's presence and smiled widely. I spun around and saw Ichigo walking down the hall with Mizuiro and Keigo by him.

I dashed across the hall, evading everyone in my path and stopped abruptly infront of Ichigo.

"Ohayo, Ichigo! Mizuiro-kun, Keigo-kun." I greeted.

Ichigo looked down to me, his usual straight face. "Ohayo, Seishou." HE walked past me but the other two stayed.

"Ohayo, Seishou-chan!" They both greeted, smiling.

We began walking, Ichigo in front of us and I in the middle of M K(Stands for Mizuiro and Keigo)

"Keigo-kun, has your sister set up another tournament lately?" I asked him.

"Yeah. This Thursday. Are you joining, Seishou-chan?" He asked.

I smirked and roughly punched his shoulder, "Of course I am!"

He fell face forward and his feet in the air, one twitching.

The rest of us left him. We're such good friends!

-Roof an hour later-

I was stuffing food in my face, trying to tell Keigo about a magazine that's cover was Kendo's Club, but, inside, was porn. Letting him know he could have it.

His eyes sparkled, "Seishou-senpai! You're the best!"

I put my chopsticks down and shuddered, reaching into my book bag to pull out a magazine. I handed it to him. "I might be a tomboy, but no matter how guyish a girl can be, we will never understand why guy are so pervy."

I looked to Ichigo. He looked a little spaced out. And he was just eating his bento without thinking about it, like he sometimes does.

I picked up my chopsticks and poked him in the cheek, but it was tough since his skin was hard as rock since he hit puberty.

"Oi, Ichigo!" I said angrily, hitting him upside his head.

He half glared at me and the other half was like "what the fuck?". "What the hell are you doing?! Hitting me in the head?!"

I lazily crossed my arms over my chest, which was a bit hard since it was a bit bigger than most girls my age, but didn't compare to Orihime's.

"You weren't paying attention to my stories." I said childishly, though it was a lie.

Ichigo grew an anime vein, "You were talking about a stupid magazine with porn!"

I quickly turned my head to him slowly, my eyes tear filled and looked childish.

"You make it sound like I'm a perv! I'm a girl, dumby! I'm straight! Why would I look at girls...? Yucky!"

"I don't know, because you're a yankee!" He shot back.

I smirked, "You do realize that I know that? That I take that as a compliment?"

He growled and backed down, "Whatever."

he took his chopsticks and started stuffing his face, getting out his anger.

I was happy to see him have emotion, because, lately, he's been down.

Mizuiro says it's because it's just the time of year when people are naturally depressed like this. But I don't think that's the case.

Maybe it's because he's been seeing more ghost lately. Is he feeling remorse about so many dying?

"Ichigo, are you going to my kendo match match tomorrow?" I asked, knowing his mouth was full of food.

He swallowed hard, "Sorry, I'm busy." He said.

I managed to keep a small smile. Yup. Remorse.

Before Ichigo started seeing more ghost, he used to go to all of my matches. It was kind of disappointing on my side. It made me feel a bit lonely.

"That's fine. No need to apologize..." I said.

It was obvious that I was sad about it. I didn't intend for it to give me away like that. I wish I weren't a girl, then it'd be a different story.

Ichigo looked up to me and sighed, "I'll come when I'm done..." He said, giving in.

My spirit perked up, then I had a true smile on, "Let's get back to eating! I'm starved!"

-After School-

Ichigo and I walked in silence, side by side, like we have been since we were in third grade.

Like I've mentioned, since he's hit puberty, he's a bit... Blahish when he doesn't have his temper anymore.

I mean, he smiles every now and then, but not enough to satisfy me.

I've asked him if he was going through depression, he just said that nothing was wrong and he was fine. I didn't believe him.

The silence was irritating. I hated it with every fiber of my soul.

I stopped and smiled towards Ichigo's back was becoming a few inches farther than me.

He stopped and turned around, a bit confused. "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to go to the river's edge and skip rocks? Like we used to?" I asked.

He hesitated, "My dad wants to go straight home today for chores... I-"

I interrupted him, knowing he was about to apologize. "No! It's fine. Just a thought, y'know? I'll go by myself. Tell my dad if he ask, 'kay?"

I quickly ran straight and then took a sharp turn down a street.

After what seemed of just moments of running, I was at my destination.

The grass whistled in the wind and my hair blew in my face. I didn't bother to remove them, I was too ashamed of my face.

I purposely let myself fall backwards, though the hill made me sit up in a certain angle.

I could hear the rushing water not too far. Loud as a bell.

I reached my hand to my face and finally moved my bangs, then rubbed my eyes.

Why is he ignoring me...? Why must I care so much for my best friend? After all of my hinting for all of these years... And he doesn't get it... What if it isn't the increase in ghost? What if he found out my feelings and doesn't feel the same...?

I sat up and punched the ground by me, "Damn you, Kurosaki!"

I felt another presence nearby. I could tell immediately it was a soul.

Wait... I could feel another presence, but human.

I looked to the direction I felt it to see one human woman and a male soul, the woman sitting by the river's edge, the man floating behind her.

They must have been a couple... Did that man drown here? I don't remember hearing about a death recently around the river.

I got up and ran over to them, then stopped by the woman, pretending I didn't feel the man's presence or see him.

I noticed she was praying as a sakura flower floated on the surface of the water.

I sat by her and got into praying position.

Gee, why am I such a nice person.

After a few moments, I opened my eyes and smiled to the woman. I could see she was in early 30's. I glanced at the man, seeing he was in his late 20's.

It must have been a incident a few years ago.

The woman smiled to the river, acknowleding my presence. "He was an American man... I hear they're prone to accidents... My two kids miss him alot... It's been nearly 6 years... We've been having financial troubles since a year after he died... And my mother slipped into coma recently... I feel that he can't rest in piece..."

I smiled up to the man, letting him know I could see him. I gave him a kind look to make him talk, to let me talk for him.

He hesitated, then looked to the woman. "Tomoya, I worry about Yuri and Yuki, too! I have been with you the whole time! I can't rest until you want me to!"

He looked to me, tear-filled eyes. "Tell her that she means everything to me and I can't leave her until she says she wants me to!"

I smiled and nodded, then looked to the woman. I placed my hand on her shoulder, "Tomoya-san, he has been with you the whole time. He won't rest in piece unless he knows you want him to. He loves you too much to leave you without word."

She looked shocked. "How did you..."

I smiled, "You mean everything to him."

She looked back to the river with tears in her eyes. "Jason-kun... Please rest... Because I love you..."

I looked up to the man and he was tightening his fist, crying. "Tomoya! I love you with all of my heart!"

I smiled and got up, then patted her back. "He really loves you, you know... Stay well." I said and started walking away.

I stopped about 20 yards and looked back, the woman was leaving, the man watched her leave. When she was out of sight, the man was running my way.

He stopped in front of me. "Can you really see me...? Or did you just guess...?" He asked.

I smirked, "I can see ya! I can see ghost and beat any opponent with ease. I'm a miracle worker."

He smiled kindly, "I thank you very much... I hope my wife will be at ease now..."

I nodded, "She will be. I'll keep an eye on her, 'kay? You just rest now, 'kay?"

The feeling of something big and terrifying filled my mind. A agonizing wail erupted and both I and Jason stood completely still.

"What... What was that...?" I asked.

Something black was growing behind him in an oval upright.

I quickly panicked and looked to Jason, "You have to run! Something bad is going to happen!"

He glanced behind himself, then panicked as well and started running.

The black hole became bigger and something white and brown jumped out.

I made a back flip and landed on the hill, about to fall forward.

Looks like these moves will come to be important... I'll need them at this rate. Sorry, Ichigo, for cursing you! I actually thank you for teaching me these karate moves, makes me limber.

I could see the image clearly now and became stunned.

What kind of monster is it?! It had a weird white mask covering it's face and brown fur lining it's back bone. Its skin was black.

And the size of it! It was big as an elephant!

It jerked it's head my direction. "Your reiatsu is screaming with deliciousness..." It said.

It's voice was deep and crackled. The voice of a monster.

I gulped hard.

Ichigo... Dad... Someone! This would be a perfect example as to why dad should get me a freakin' katana!

I managed to take a few steps back, but then it lashed out towards me.

Its mouth was wide open to devour me. How could I evade it? It's too late to jump out of the way!

I instinctively put my arms up to protect my head.

I heard the same wail and became drenched with a warm liquid.

After a moment, to let myself confirm it was okay to unsheild my head, I put my arms down to see someone dressed in black

I could sense strong energy radiating off of him. It was even stronger than that monster's.

I glanced around to see if I could find the monster. It was nowhere in sight and it's presence was totally gone.

I looked to my arms, they were covered in blood.

I looked back to the person in black, he looked like he was about to walk away.

I glared at him and ran over to his direction. "Hey! You!" I yelled angrily.

He stopped and looked over to me. I couldn't help but notice his features.

He had spikey-ish, but a bit long in the back to probably touch his shoulder blade tips, dark green hair and dark green eyes. His chin wasn't squarish at all, it was more pointy, but it reminded me of Ichigo's in a way.

He wore what looked like a black samurai outfit or something, especially with his katana he was sheathing.

I stopped by him and grabbed his black sleeve and started wiping the blood off.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?! How can you see me?!" He yelled at me.

His voice was kind of eerie. It wasn't all that deep, but it didn't sound like a teen boy's voice changing. It was unique in a way.

He jerked his sleeve back, "Now you got blood all over it! Thanks a lot! Really!" He said sarcastically.

I glared, "Who cares about your clothes? What ever happened to that monster?" I demanded.

"I don't have to answer you, kid." He said darkly.

I grew a vein, "Kid...? I'll show you kid, freak!"

I prepared my fist and then lunged it towards him.

Nothing. I hit nothing but the air.

Where'd he go?

I looked around anxiously.

"Show yourself! Don't be a coward! You can't hide from Seishou Chi Kotsu!" I yelled.

I spun around, seeing if he was behind me. He wasn't.

I feel his presence... But it's very faint... I can't tell whether it's North or north east... I'll just have to go instinctively... I have questions for him.

-1 1/2 hour later-

Right now I'm running around the park, where his presence is strongest.

I also felt a ghost's presence, too.

The trees... That's where it's strongest.

I picked up my pace a bit, but it wasn't much. I was tiring down.

I made it to the center of the trees to see the man and Jason. Jason was on his knees and the man in front of him. He hit Jason's forehead with the bottom of the handle of his katana.

I was amazed when Jason turned light blue and sunk into the ground. He was gone.

"Sugoi!" I exclaimed as I walked over to where Jason disappeared.

"Tch. You again?!" He said.

I frowned up to him. "How rude. You leave right in a middle of our fight and this is how you greet me?"

He jerked his head to the side like he didn't know what I was talking about. "Fight? Since when? Are yo deciding on your own that an unsuccesful punch because I called you a kid is a fight? Are those your classifications? and aren't you supposed to be a girly-girl?"

I gritted my teeth, "I'll have you know that I am not a girly-girl. I'm not the one wearing a kimono."

He shot a glare at me, "It's a shihakushō! Not a kimono!"

"Whatever! You say shiko, I say kimono." I said

He looked angry and scratched his head and calmed down a bit.

"It doesn't matter. Why did you follow me? And how can you see me?" He asked.

I looked at him seriously now. "I have a couple questions for you. That's why I followed you. And I've been able to see ghost for years now."

He grunted, "Will you leave me alone if I answer your questions?" He asked.

I shrugged, "Maybe, maybe not. Depends.

"Now. First question: just who are you? I'm Seishou Kotsu if you're one of those people who want to be formal." I said.

He looked a bit blank for a moment, but come to.

"Seiryoku Kenpei, 6th seat of the 6th Division." He finally answered.

I nodded, "'Kay, 'kay. Progress. Don't know what the division thing is, but whatever.

Now, the next question. What was that monster and were you the one who got rid of it?" I asked.

"Must I answer?" He asked, a bit whinny.

I crossed my arms and nodded, "Yup. Otherwise, I'll just be tagging along, asking you questions over and over and over." I said, smirking.

He sighed. "That monster is what we Shinigami call Hollow. And yes, I did rid the Hollow with my zanpakutō." He answered.

My eyes narrowed a bit, "Shinigami? You're a death god?" I asked.

He reached in his pocket. "And here's where the interview stops." He pulled out what looked like a toy. It looked like a pez dispenser with a duck head.

I quickly jumped back and glared at him. "What the hell is that? A weapon?" I asked.

He disappeared and then reappeared behind me.

I swiftly lifted my leg and used my balance to swing my leg towards him. He put up his arm to block it.

I stayed in that position, a bit motionless from the energy radiating off of him.

I need that kind of strength... I can tell he's very strong from him just blocking my attack.

He suddenly winced and jumped back, rubbing the arm he used to block my attack.

"What did you do?" He demanded.

"I tried to kick you, Siryuki-bozu! But then you went off and blocked it!" I yelled.

He looked a bit pale now and he put his freehand over the right side of his face. "You drained my reiatsu... But... How...?"

I blinked in confusement a couple times. "Reiat... su...? Once I think about it, that Hollow said I had delicious reiatsu... Is it like energy?" I asked.

He looked at me and slowly nodded. "Didn't you say your last name was Kotsu...?" He asked.

I nodded, "Yup. Why?"

"I see... Is your father's name Daisuke Kotsu by any chance?" He asked.

I raised a brow, "Chyeah. That's my old man. You know him? I swear, if you're about to do your death god duties and kill him, you're beyond dead yourself." I said seriously.

He smirked, "Nah, he's just a run away shinigami. You should be proud of a traitor father. But it's completely obvious now you two are related. Blue hair, fond of long hair, strong, and naive."

"Naive? Are you calling us naïve?" I ordered, becoming angry.

He stood straight up now, grinning. "Take me to the bastard. Me and him gotta chat."

"No. I won't. It sounds like you're going to try and hurt him. I don't know much about this shinigami stuff, but I'm not letting you get near him." I defended.

"You'll have to go home sooner of later to eat or sleep." He pressed.

I crossed my arms, "Not really. I have sources of those essentials. I will go home when you do, so hah." I said smugly.

"Oh really?" He said smugly, mocking me.

"Dur. Plus, can't you just track my dad down instead of having his kid bringing you to him?" I asked.

He looked a bit grim, "He left before I became a shinigami. I don't know his reitsua."

"Whatever. All the better."

I turned around and began to walk. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I stopped and turned my head to see it was Seiryoku.

I frowned, "Now who's the one following? You're not going to see my dad." I said.

He had a serious expression on. "I'm patrolling this town for a full month. I don't really have a place to stay. Usually, I would avoid sleep as much as possible to keep watch over a town, but a month is too long to go without sleep. And since you know about shinigami and everything, and since I'm being generous as to not erase your memory, the least you can do is let me be your house guest."

I pursed my lips. He was right.

-Home-

I opened the front door with an irritated look. "Dad, I brought a bum home!" I announced.

I took my shoes off and walked towards the stair case that went down to the basement, where dad trained his moves.

I stopped when I saw he was coming up and I moved to let him up on the floor rather than staying on the stair steps.

He made it to the top and had a towel swung around his neck. He had his blue hair in a ponytail and wore his kendo suit, excluding his helmet.

It was silent when I realized Seiryoku and my dad were staring at eachother with deep intensity.

Dad looked at me, "Do you realize what this man is?" He asked.

I shrugged, "He said he was a shinigami. Says you were one, too. At a time."

He didn't look too happy about my answer.

He glared at Seiryoku, "How much did you tell her?" He asked.

Seiryoku smirked, "Not a lot, actually. But enough to replace her memories over. But, the thing is, me and her kinda made a deal, in a sense. She keeps her memories as they are and I get to meet you and have a place to stay while I'm here in the real world on patrol. Just remember, I saved her life from a pretty strong Hollow. It was intelligent enough to speak." He pointed out.

I frowned. Yeah, bring that part up.

Dad looked to me. "Is what he says true?"

I looked off to the side, feeling ashamed. "Unfortunately..."

But then I looked at dad again, "But I could have protected myself if I had a katana! All of this could have been avoided!"

He glared at me and I felt small. I backed down. This was a fight I never won.

He jerked his head back to Seiryoku. "Will you report me appearance here to Soul Society?" He asked.

Soul Society...?

"If you let me stay here for the month, I never met you and Seishou and she gets to keep her memories of what happened. I think she has right to know, she has too much potential to not know what it could be used for." Seiryoku told my dad.

I didn't feel so small anymore. A stranger said I had potential and I just kicked him. Usually, it takes a few punches to get someone to acknowledge my strength.

Wait... This guy is obviously stronger than me and dad isn't willing to train me further if I know all of this. He'll think I'll get ideas and so on. I'll just have Seiryoku train me to become stronger. I want to be strong.

I looked to dad pleadingly. "Please, dad? Just one month! He won't tell anyone about you or me! Please?" I pleaded.

Man, I haven't begged like this since I was 7.

He looked shocked, then cringed. "Fine. But he sleeps in the dojo."