I know a ton of these stories have been written, but I really love this idea, so I wanted to write it with my own spin. I noticed in most of the time travel stories have Ichigo go back after the Aizen arc, so I decided to write one where Ichigo isn't completely overpowered yet. Ichigo POV unless other specified.

EXTRA: I started this fic in January so some of the elements will be non - canon due to me not knowing them at the time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

The Accident

"Shit!" Ichigo was mad, very, very mad. Orihime had been kidnapped by Aizen but Toshiro and the others would not listen to what he was saying. They all claimed that she must have betrayed them and joined Aizen. No matter what he said, no one would listen. At the moment Ichigo also felt very useless and weak. What was the use of becoming a shinigami if he could not even protect one friend? He had also been thoroughly defeated by Grimmjow after his mask had shattered. He could still feel the fatigue in his body. So, his mind fuming with anger, he had gone to the Urahara shoten to get some advice. The only idea he had come up with was rushing into Hueco Mundo and rescuing Orihime. Though, at his current power level, he considered it to be his last option. One he would only use if he could think of nothing else.

"Ah, Ichigo, what can I do for you today," Urahara remarked as Ichigo entered the shop.

"You know damn well, what you could do for me," Ichigo hotly replied.

"Well, if you don't tell me, how am I supposed to know?" Urahara coolly questioned.

"YOU need to tell me how I can get these idiots to listen to what I am saying, any idea, at all is ok!"

At this statement Urahara gave a short chuckle," Any idea, huh? Well, you could always invade the soul society again and force them to listen to you."

"This is not a joke, this is a serious matter!"

"I am being serious; you could go to the soul society and persuade them. I am sure you would just have to persuade one taicho and the others will follow suit. All you would have to do is promise to fight Kenpachi Zaraki and he would definitely help you." Urahara proclaimed with a slight smirk. "I could open the Senkaimon for you myself."

"Do it," Ichigo replied without a seconds delay.

"Well, then get out of your body, unless you plan on visiting the realm of the dead in your alive mortal body," Urahara responded. "Meet me in the basement when you are ready."

Minutes later Ichigo stood in the underground training area in his shihakusho waiting for the shop keeper to make his move. "Well, haven't I waited long enough?"

"Yare, Yare, calm down a little, you can't just open an illegal Senkaimon instantly. Seriously, you young people have absolutely no patience."

Ichigo was a little glad that Urahara had come up this new plan. If he had charged blindly into Hueco Mundo, he probably would not have made it back to Karakura town alive. Who knows how many Arrancar Aizen had created. Hell, he had nearly been killed by the seventh rank. At least with this he might be able to get some back up, like Zaraki.

Just as this though crossed Ichigo's mind the Senkaimon appeared in front of his eyes. The familiar wooden doors slid open to reveal a bright white light which hid anything that lay across the threshold. Though, Ichigo knew exactly what was on the other side, the Dangai precipice world. It was a hazardous place, filled with ooze, the Koryu, which trapped anything that touched it. There was also a cleaner, the Kototsu, which swept any trapped souls away.

Ichigo calmly passed through the gate, with his head held high. As soon as he crossed however, he felt a pressure behind him. He casually glanced behind and saw a solitary light, a light that struck fear into the deepest part of his heart. He had been told that the Kototsu was indestructible, so, his only option was to run. Ichigo immediately started sprinting. He ran as fast as he could, but as he reached the half-way point he could feel his legs start to groan and his lungs start to burn. His body had not yet healed from his latest excursions. The thought that this was for his friend propelled him gave him a short burst of maniac energy, but not even that lasted very long. The last thing he felt after being hit by the sweeper was the sensation of falling.

Two days later

Ichigo was very surprised when he opened his eyes and saw that he was lying in a bed. He was sure that he must have died; he knew that he had been hit by the sweeper. Yet, here he was, in someone's house lying on the bed wrapped in bandages. He took a moment to collect his thoughts. What had he been told about the sweeper? He could faintly remember Urahara saying that the sweeper was very dangerous and that the Dangai Precipice world worked on a different time scale. He did not have time to formulate any other ideas though because at the moment a teenage girl walked in.

"Ah, you're awake. You took a terribly nasty fall out there didn't you? Fell pretty far from the looks of the damage to our garden. One minute we have garden, the next, we have you in hole. You have been asleep for two days now. I am Amamiya Honoka." The teenager introduced herself.

"Where am I?" Ichigo managed to croak, his throat felt as dry as a desert.

"You are in District 39 (1), Ochitsukanai Umi (2), North Rukongai. I live here with my adoptive parents, who should be coming home soon. Also, what might your name be?" The girl answered as she he handed him some water.

Ichigo though about this for a moment, he had caused a lot of problems earlier in the year, she might kick him out if he told her his real name. The Gotei had covered up the fact that 3 of their taicho's had betrayed them, so his name might not be looked upon favorably. Feigning to have amnesia might be his best option," I don't know?"

"That's weird, maybe Mom or Dad might be able to help you, anyways, you should sleep, and regain your health." She then left the room.

Ichigo once again began collecting his thoughts; he had been here for two days, which did not bode well. Who knows what had happened in the real world by now. He also knew that he was in no condition to go anywhere; he could hardly move a finger with something aching. He also found it weird that Zangetsu was missing. The Zanpakuto was nowhere to be seen. Nor could he feel his inner hollow bugging him about being weak. This was turning out to be a very strange day indeed. He was also no longer wearing his shihakusho; instead he was wearing a plain white yukata. Was it possible that he had actually died, yet somehow returned to the soul society instead of going into limbo? No, he could not have died; he still had his memories, which almost all people lost upon entering the soul society. Anyways, he could not dwell on that now; he first had to figure out a solution to his current problem. As Ichigo resolved to do this, two more people walked through the door. Both smiled as they walked in. The woman was holding a small flask and the male was holding some kind of tube.

"Ah, Honoka told us you were awake so we came immediately. She also said that you don't remember anything, is that correct?" the male began.

"Sorry, it is true." Ichigo replied apologetically.

"No need to be sorry, it is actually quite natural to lose ones memories after dying. Only a handful of people remember any details of their living life. I am Amamiya Tsuili, and that is my husband Yuto. We run a small medicine shop here, so we have more than enough medicine to heal you," proclaimed the women. "Also, you should probably pick out a name for yourself so we know what to call you."

Later that day

The medicine that the couple had given really helped Ichigo out. In fact he was now able to walk around the area without too much pain. The family had been very surprised, though, to see him up and about. The man, Yuto, noted aloud that he must have a high pain tolerance because any normal man would still be in bed. Ichigo had smiled at that remark. Ichigo also felt quite antsy, he could not properly rest knowing that he should be talking to the Gotei 13 to get some kind of rescue operation for Orihime.

A sharp knock interrupted his thoughts, man; he really wasn't catching any breaks. He slowly got up from his bed and moved himself to the main are of the house. Much to his surprise, in the room was a person he knew, someone he knew fairly well. He was absolutely shocked to see this person. He resisted the urge to walk over and punch him upside his head. It was his father, Kurosaki Isshin.

His father did not look much different, maybe a little younger. Though Isshin felt different, from the way he carried himself, all the way to the clothes he wore. His father was wearing a shihakusho, with a fukutaicho arm band wrapped around his forearm. This left Ichigo a hell lot more confused than when he had gotten here. After Ichigo had finally regained his composure he listened in on the conversation taking place in front of him.

"Hello to all of you, I am Shiba Isshin, Fukutaicho of 13th Division." Isshin began.

Shiba!? Ichigo thought. Then was he technically a Shiba, which would mean that he was actually related to Ganju and Kukaku. It at least explained why his old man was so crazy; it must be a family trait.

"I was sent here to investigate a man falling from the sky; you would not know where to find him would you. Whoever this person is, they are going to be subjected to heavy amount of tests and questioning. I was told by my taicho to get information about this person." Isshin said all of this in a very straight voice, but his eyes and expression held a bit of mirth in them. "I was told by the villagers that this family would have the answer, since you are the local healers." Immediately after Isshin said this, his eyes lost all the mirth and his voice grew tired. "Truth be told, I have come to take this person to be interrogated by Gotei 13, but the last person they interrogated did not survive, and I would like to prevent meaningless death. This person did supposedly fall out of the sky, so maybe he died on impact and his body faded away like any other soul?"

At this point both the Amamiya family and Ichigo had their mouths to the floor. Finally Yuto-san replied," He did not survive?" However the statement came out as more of a question.

"My division has a philosophy, Fight to protect life and Fight to protect honor. In this case, I would like to protect life. So, did this person who fell from the sky survive the fall?"

"He did not survive," Ichigo interjected calmly. Seeing his father here had actually answered a lot of questions. He knew that the Dangai precipice world existed in a different time, so maybe the cleaner had sent him back in time. It also answered the question as to why he had such strong reiatsu and such an affinity to the job of a shinigami. Though it did not answer the question of why Zangetsu and his inner hollow had disappeared, that was a minor matter. Knowing that he was in the past relieved a lot of the pressure off of Ichigo, his friends had not been born yet so they were safe. Plus, he was in soul form so he shouldn't die of old age.

5 years later

It had been five years since Ichigo had landed in District 39. He was now going now going by the name of Amamiya Ichigo. Truthfully, Ichigo had not planned on staying in Ochitsukanai Umi this long. He had only planned on getting his feet underneath him, then going to join the Gotei 13. Over the years, though, they had become closer; it had come as a surprise to Ichigo when they had offered to take him in. After all, they barely knew him, they had countered with the argument that he barely knew himself. That wasn't true, but, he had supposedly lost his memories, so he had accepted their proposal.

Ichigo had also created a theory of how he had traveled back in time. Over the years he had learned as much as he could about the sweeper that roamed the Dangai. The rumor he had heard was that if a shinigami or soul was caught by it, it would spit the soul reaper out in a whole different point in time. Of course all of the information he had gotten was from a drunken shinigami, so he did not know how sound the theory actually was.

The night started out like any other with the family having dinner together, when Honoka said," I am thinking about enrolling in the Shino Academy."

This shocked the other 3 at the table, "Why?" questioned Ichigo," What they do is very dangerous." Honoka was not the type of person who was a fighter; she was much more of a quiet person. Though, it was true she did have reiryoku, and seeing as all of them required food, the entire family did.

"It is my decision, besides, I heard you get to go to world of the living. I am interested in what it looks like," Honoka replied defiantly. "So, don't try to stop me."

Ichigo's adoptive mother finally broke the silence that had followed," Ok, but on one condition."

"What is it?" came Honoka's reply.

Ichigo's adoptive father looked him and nodded, "If Ichigo goes with you."

"Nii-san, please come with me, I really want to do this," Honoka pleaded with Ichigo.

With the face she was giving, she in fact looked a lot like Yuzu and because of this fact, he could not refuse. Also, Honoka's idea had interested Ichigo, if he went to the world of the living he would be able to see exactly how far back he had traveled.

Chapter 1 comes to a close. I was trying to pose Isshin as a goofy yet serious type of guy. That entire part was a little tough for me to write, so if anyone needs any clarification, either pm or tell me in a review and I will try to clarify anything. I am looking for a Beta for this story. Anything is fine in a review, I always want to improve. Till next chapter. Also would I would not mind a beta. Dialogue is not my strength. A beta would really help.

Edit: Isshin's last name has been changed to reflect canon on 2/2/14

-Wheel Then

(1)- I am aware there is no District 39 in the Canon, but I wanted to a place where it is middle class. All the districts in Canon so far are either top, like 1 (Junrinan), or slum, like 78(Inuzuri).

(2)- Ochitsukanai Umi is supposed to mean Unrestful Sea, I used Google Translate, so if it is wrong please tell me immediately and I will edit it.