Hello, hello Silverfox here and with an all new story for you all and this is a HichiIchi high school fic with all the twists and turns of young love and passing high school and getting into collage. I hope it will be interesting for you all.

Love

Silverfox

Shiro: Hey! Don't forget about us!

Ichigo: Shiro's right aren't you supposed to introduce your main characters before going to the story?

Silverfox: Really boys everyone knows who you are so you need no introduction.

*Silence*

Silverfox: Enjoy the story

~Chapter One~

It was barely six in the morning on the day of August 29th Summer vacation was officially over and it was time to hit the books again, many students no doubt mourning the loss of their free time with many sleeping in and being late to class. One boy however wasn't so lucky and was in for one very rude awakening like every single morning of his available memory.

"GOOD MORNING ICHIGO!" A loud voice hollered as the owner burst through the door to said boy's room preparing to literally jump on his son only to be met with an agile foot to his midsection sending him hurtling into the closet a tired grumble followed by an irate orange haired teenager cussing out his father.

"What the hell Dad!" Ichigo shouted at his father who was sprawled across his bedroom floor holding his nose. "What kind of sick twisted freak attacks his own son while he's lying there sleeping?!"

"You are getting good my son!" The man on the floor rejoiced jumping to his feet again and enthusiastically tried to hug his son only to get and elbow in the face sending him out of Ichigo's doorway and into the hall. Ichigo promptly slammed the door in his insane father's face and got ready for school in relative piece, ignoring the whining coming from the other side of his door.

After dressing and hitting his father for the third time that morning Ichigo made his way downstairs and into the kitchen grabbing a piece of toast mumbling a greeting around it to his younger sisters.

"Morning Ichigo!" Yuzu said happily to her older brother giggling at his mouth full greeting.

"Don't talk with your mouth full Ichi-nii." Came Karin's reply from the table earning a hair ruffling from her brother. "Ichi-nii!" Karin squawked at Ichigo shooting him a glare as he walked to the front door, waving over his shoulder.

"See you after school." Ichigo added at the door before slipping out to walk to school. It was the first day back of summer break and they had an assignment due, what a pain in the ass. If Ichigo were the delinquent many thought him to be he wouldn't have had the assignment completed, he was in the top fifty of his class so one couldn't really be surprised if you knew him.

Ten minutes later saw Ichigo walking through the gates of Karakura High School, it was his final year of High School before going to Collage, Ichigo wasn't sure what he felt about that but shrugged off any useless thoughts entering the tall building.

Ichigo hadn't entered the building five paces before there was a loud voice calling his name and a person flying towards him.

"I-CHI-GO!" Scowling in exasperation Ichigo held up his arm and coat hangered the brunette boy leaving him on the floor.

"Good morning Ichigo have a good holiday?" Ichigo glanced at the brunette's usual companion, Mizuiro. He had soft features with black hair just above shoulder length; he was a huge ladies man and one of Ichigo's first friends at Karakura High.

"Hey Mizuiro, how's it going?" Ichigo replied casually falling into step beside the small male, both leaving the brunette planted to the floor without a worry. "My holidays weren't anything special just stayed at home really, you?"

"Oh I went to Hawaii with my girlfriend and like nine of her other friends!" Mizuiro replied like it was natural for a teenage boy to have a trip to Hawaii with ten girls…definitely the ladies man.

"What!" Ichigo grimaced at the loud voice and glowered at the apparently fine brunette who had peeled himself off the floor to incredulously clutch at Mizuiro's shirt. "Hawaii; just you and ten girls! How did you forget to invite me!"

Ichigo just sighed as he watched Keigo, the idiot he coat hangered, chase Mizuiro around the place. It was amusing sometimes sure but right now Ichigo was tired and irritated the reason behind both? His father.

His father was an absolute idiot that enjoyed attacking Ichigo any chance he got, though sure it's been years since the old goat managed to successfully spring one on him it still got freaking annoying as fuck. What was worse he always attacked Ichigo in the morning when he was still semi-asleep, making his mood even more scowling than usual, though considering what he just said his mood would be considered the norm now. Damn that old goat.

Ichigo was still inwardly cursing his father as he entered the classroom, giving his usual grunting hello to anyone who happened to greet him before promptly plonking into his seat with an inaudible sigh, leaning back and closing his eyes to shut out the room, looking for a bit of peace before the day began.

Unfortunately that peace didn't last very long.

"Hey Ichigo!" Ichigo let out a rather unmanly squawk when he was suddenly bombarded from behind by a small but deceptively strong body that completely knocked the wind out of him, almost making him plant his face to his desk had she jumped on him with any more force.

"Damnit Rukia!" Ichigo exclaimed when he regained his breath trying to force the girl's arms off him but said girl only held him tighter in a chocking grip and promptly smacking him up the side of the head with a hand before returning it to squeezing the life out of him.

"That is no way to greet your best friend Ichigo!" Rukia adormished but did finally release Ichigo when he had started to turn an unhealthy blue.

Gasping as much air as possible Ichigo somehow managed to direct a fierce glare that would have incinerated anyone else but it simply bounced right off Rukia Kuchiki, a petite four foot eight girl with raven hair trailing slightly below slim shoulders, a single bang falling between two large violet eyes that were sparkling mischievously down at him.

This unfortunately was his best friend of many years and the biggest pain in his ass that wasn't his father. Annoyingly she was also the person he trusted most in the world.

"I will kill you." Ichigo growled with a menacing gaze, but Rukia simply grinned down at him happily.

"I'm glad you haven't changed in the past month I haven't seen you." You see Rukia had gone to visit her family, well more specifically her older brother, over summer break, which coincidently meant she had to travel to Seireitei where the Kuchiki estate was located.

Yes he did say estate. Rukia was a noble and her brother, Byakuya Kuchiki, was the current head of the family and also the renowned CEO of the Senbon Company that specializes in the development of hotels throughout Japan, with the hotels Senbonzakura, Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, Senbonzakura Senkei and Senbonzakura Gokei established and also a new hotel by the name of Senbonzakura Hakuteiken was going to be developed right in Karakura Town where his little sister was currently studying.

So that means Ichigo gets to see Byakuya again huh? Cue grimace, the last time he saw Byakuya the man had threatened to castrate him and not only that the man had nearly killed him the first time they met. You think you had to deal with an overprotective brother? Well you don't know shit until you've faced the wrath of Byakuya Kuchiki.

Ichigo shivered, he still had nightmares about that.

About to reply to Rukia's statement Ichigo was cut off when Miss Ochi entered the room calling the class to order so their conversation would have to be postponed until lunch.

"Alright every one quiet!" Miss Ochi called, gaining the attention of the few students that didn't hear her the first time. "First of all we have a new transfer student from Hueco Mundo High, please make him welcome."

A transfer student? Ichigo was confused by that why would anyone transfer to a different school in the middle of a semester, sure it may be the first semester but still it was extremely rare for transfer students.

His frown a little deeper Ichigo turned his gaze to the open door as a figure casually strolled through it, one hand in the pocket of grey pants the other slung over a shoulder, a book bag held slackly in a pale hand.

"Why don't you introduce yourself?" Miss Ochi addressed the new student who shrugged a shoulder before turning to face the class.

"The name's Shiro, stay outta my way and we'll get along fine." Ichigo blinked, was this guy seriously wearing sunglasses in class? No that's not the question here was this guy seriously that freaking white?

And there we have it chapter one complete which I dedicate to my best reviewer Melasnoe and of course in honour of all my faithful reviewers and readers

Hoped you liked it

Love

Silverfox