Summary: Ookami Kumori and her older brother Kira have just moved to Karakura Town from America after their mother passed away.
Rating: PG-13
Note(s): This is a GrimmjowxOC story (with hints at IchigoxOc). This takes place after Ichigo and gang come home after saving Rukia, a couple months after maybe? I might change up the plot line slightly, but hey, it's hard to add in your own character without twisting the story line.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach; it rightfully belongs to Tite Kubo. I only own Ookami and Kira. Fellow OC's Tatsu, Momoko, Hebi, Neko, and Draak all belong to their rightful creators, I am only borrowing them.
A car door slammed as a sixteen year old girl exited the dark blue vehicle. The sun glittered off her crimson brown hair and made her slim shoulders glow with a pale radiance. She held up her hand to protect her ruby colored eyes from the glare of the shining light.
Turning, the teenage girl looked at the house in front of her. It was a small two story house with a wooden porch, it had a nice calming white paint added to the sides and a pretty tan roof. Flowers were blooming near the porch and a lone cherry blossom tree stood in the middle of the small yard.
A soft smile touched the girl's lips as she looked upon her new home and its subtle beauty.
She cringed as a loud thump echoed across the street; glancing behind her she sighed and walked over to a boy that was currently being crushed by a large cardboard box.
Grunting she rolled the box off of him and helped him sit up. The boy had black hair with one strand to the left side of his face put into a short skinny braid; his eyes were a dark blue and stood out beautifully against his light skin.
"Thanks Ookami." He said gratefully with a smile, nodding to his little sister. She smiled kindly back and helped him stand.
"It's okay Kira. Do you need help with unloading the boxes?" She asked, her eyes glancing at the full boxes that seemed unbearably heavy. Her brother smiled and nodded sheepishly going over to another load of boxes.
Ookami bent down to pick up a small box and headed over to the door. As she walked into the house and started unpacking and putting things in place she couldn't help but wonder how Kira and herself ended up in Karakura town.
Their mother had been suffering from a disease over the past three months, it was only recently that the sickness had gotten so bad that their mother had to be moved to a hospital. It seemed as though she had been sick for far longer than they had known, it was the third day she was in the hospital when she passed away.
With no where to go in their old home in America, and no father or any other relative to care for them, they had no choice but to go back to the town where they were originally born, Karakura town.
Thus, why they are unpacking their belongings in a strange new house.
Kira soon came in with the last of their luggage and placed it on their coffee table in the living room. He let out a sigh and sent a grin to Ookami. She smiled back and sat on the couch exhausted from unpacking, Kira soon collapsed next to her.
"Don't you hate moving?" He asked throwing his head back and resting it on the couch.
"Yeah… I wish we didn't have to." Ookami said sadly looking at her folded hands. Kira looked up at his little sister with a sad expression. He sat up and messed up her hair making her squirm and playfully whack his arm away.
Ookami grinned gratefully at her brother; he always knew how to make her feel better, even at the worst of times.
"Hey, what do you want for dinner? I'll cook!" Kira said confidently. Ookami giggled.
"Kira, you know the last time you cooked we ended up driving three hours to a restaurant on the other side of town." She chuckled as Kira frowned and pouted.
They both jumped when there was a sudden knock on the front door. Ookami watched as her brother got up to answer it.
Kira stood in front of the door and quickly unlocked and opened it. He looked at the trio outside with a confused expression.
There was a man with shaggy blonde hair and dark blue eyes, wearing a green and white beach hat, an old fashioned grey cloak, a green shirt and pants and old clogs. He was smiling brightly and waving a green fan in front of his face.
The second was an African woman with long purple hair put into a ponytail and golden eyes, she wore a black tank top, white pants and tan sandals, she was standing straight with one hand on her hip and the other on a teenage girl standing in front of her.
The girl had long black hair put into long pig tails held with dark green ribbons, she had bright neon green eyes and dark chocolate skin. She wore a long sleeved green shirt, black shorts and green sandals.
As Kira looked at the teenaged girl, the more he got the feeling she didn't want to be there at all.
The man with the blonde hair walked up to him first holding out his hand as he did so.
"Hello, I'm Urahara Kisuke. I own the candy shop next door, the Urahara Shop. We're your new neighbors!" He said gleefully taking Kira's hand and shaking it. "This is my friend Yoruichi Shihoin and her adoptive daughter Hebi Zetsumei."
Yoruichi waved with a grin while Hebi looked at him and scoffed, then glanced away with a far away look in her eyes and her arms crossed.
Kira smiled nervously as Yoruichi gave her daughter a scornful glare. "Uhm, hello? I'm Kira Kumori, why don't you come in?"
Urahara thanked him and followed the younger man inside, followed by Yoruichi and Hebi. Ookami watched them enter from the couch and she quickly stood and made her way over to her brother.
She looked at their company and began tugging her brother's sleeve. He looked down at her and chuckled at her habit of pulling others sleeves whenever she was nervous.
"Uh, Urahara sir? Let me introduce you to my little sister Ookami Kumori." Kira said, pushing Ookami forward. She looked down at her feet and gave a shy hello. Urahara chuckled at her shyness along with Yoruichi, Hebi looked at Ookami coldly, then continued to look around her at the old furniture and photos.
"Hello Ookami, are you liking Karakura so far?" Urahara asked leaning down slightly to get a better look at the teen.
"Um, it seems to be okay. I've just arrived." Ookami replied, continuing to tug her brother's sleeve.
"Oh, I see!" Ookami looked up at Urahara and he finally got a good look at her face. She was surprisingly a very beautiful little girl, with a tiny nose an oval shaped and pale face, and big eyes with dark eyelashes, but it was the eye color that caught Urahara's attention.
He looked down at the girl curiously before standing up straight and patting her head. "Well it's nice to meet you!"
Kira smiled at his sister who shuffled her feet and tried hiding behind his arm. "Would any of you like something to drink?"
"Why not? It's a pretty far walk from the shop to your house you know!" Urahara said cheerfully waving his fan in his face.
Meanwhile Ookami and Kira were looking out their window which was placed conveniently behind Urahara and facing his shop… which was directly down the street.
"How is the lemonade?" Kira asked the trio on the opposite couch before him.
The group had settled themselves in the living room where Ookami had helped her brother serve them tea. Urahara and Yoruichi seemed to be enjoying there drinks, with their half empty glasses on the table; but Hebi hadn't even touched hers, and she decided to place her glass on an unpacked cardboard box.
"It's very good, thank you!" Urahara said, waving his hand in front of his face, Ookami was beginning to wonder where he was hiding it most of the time since it seemed to appear out of nowhere.
"Ookami," She turned her head to see that Yoruichi had called her. "Do you mind if I ask how old you are?"
"N-not at all! I turned sixteen a couple months ago." Ookami said fidgeting with a small smile on her face.
"Really? When is your birthday?"
"October 31st."
"I see. Well Hebi here is a year younger than you; maybe she could show you around town with your brother." Hebi turned to look at her foster mother in shock with her mouth hanging open.
"Oh she doesn't need to, I-I can get around on my own."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I don't want to trouble anyone." Ookami looked at her red converse shoes on the other side of the room shyly.
"Well, if you're positive, what about you Kira?" Yoruichi asked.
"Sorry, but with how things are I need to find a job as soon as possible so I can support our new house; but if you could help me get employed I'd appreciate it."
"Well you could always work at my shop!" Urahara said, making the younger man turn to him.
"Are… are you sure? I wouldn't want to be a bother to you!" Kira smiled gratefully when Urahara told him it wasn't a problem.
"Thank you so much! I promise to work hard!"
"You better not, or I'll fire you right away!" Urahara said cheerfully still waving his fan in his face. Kira laughed nervously and looked at his wrist watch.
"Whoa, it's already been a couple hours. I'm sorry to do this but could Ookami and I need to get back to unpacking so she can get to school early tomorrow."
"No problem, Hebi needs to get her rest to. Let's go." Yoruichi stated as she stood up with her daughter and walked towards the door.
"I expect to see you early tomorrow Mister Kumori. Make sure to get a good night sleep, just because it'll be your first day doesn't mean I'll go easy on you." Urahara pointed out as he strutted over to the door. Ookami held the door open for him earning a grateful smile from the shop keeper.
As she waved them off Ookami looked down the street and sucked in her breath. At the end of the sidewalk looking right at her was a man with a shirt gray goatee and near balding head, he wore a plain with collared shirt and tan shorts.
He looked like any other person she's seen, there were just three differences.
He was floating above the ground.
There was a bullet wound going through his forehead.
There was a long chain hanging from his chest, nearly touching the concrete beneath him.
Ookami shivered as the man continued looking at her and she slowly went back into her home, never taking her eyes off the man as she closed her door. She jumped and held back a shout when her brother called her back to help him move a heavy box.
After saying she'd be right with him she looked back outside to see the man was gone. She blinked a couple times before sighing in relief and turning back to her brother. She complete missed the aware Urahara; who was watching her back as she disappeared into her home.
"You sensed it too huh?" Yoruichi asked him as he walked into his shops living quarters. He answered with a quick nod before turning to Hebi, who was sitting across from him and eyeing her nail intently.
"Hebi," She looked up at Urahara boredly. "I want you to watch that girl and see if she does anything… suspicious."
Hebi scowled and scoffed at him. "Why? Do you think she's an enemy? I doubt it…. I could snap her like a twig."
"You said the same thing about the pale arrancar with green eyes whom, might I remind you, nearly killed you."
Hebi growled and slammed her hands on the table heatedly before charging out of the room with a harsh "fine" escaping her lips. Yoruichi sighed.
"That girl is such a handful." She stood and walked after Hebi, probably going to try and calm her down.
Urahara stayed quiet before turning to look out his window. He didn't even flinch when the ghost from down the street floated past his window and looked straight at the Kumori household.