Authors Note: Hey there, Bleachy101 here. This is my first story so go easy on me - no flames please!
Summary: Kurosaki Ichigo was a normal student at Karakura High. But all that changed when the new transfer student appeared. Just what was she? Why does she keep talking about these things called shadow riders? And why does she think that he has something to do with them. As Ichigo discovers more, the shadows are gaining power. They want to get revenge for what the shadow riders did to them 10,000 years ago. And they will destroy everything in their path…
The thoughts are in italic.
On with the story!
The storm had come unexpectedly. Against all odds it had consumed the whole of Japan in just a week. It was the biggest storm that had ever hit the little island. It was like a plague, spreading from city to city so quickly until it covered everything. Sitting there in the window seat of his classroom, Ichigo wondered if the day could get any more depressing.
Kurosaki Ichigo was in his senior year at Karakura High. He looked at the blackboard. It had an array of complicated equations that he wouldn't have been able to solve even if he tried. He heard his maths teacher, Mr Nagasawa, ask for someone to come up and solve the equations on the board.
"Boring"Ichigo turned his attention back to the window. The desks were arranged in rows of 5 with 5 rows. He had the window seat in the last row so it was easy to pass the time looking at the outside. Although, there wasn't much to look at today. It was as if the whole world had just been consumed by the storm. Dark clouds covered the sky, blocking any sunlight that tried to make its way to the ground. Lightning struck repeatedly, narrowly missing buildings and sometimes, people. The wind was also strong; if you didn't get hit by lightning there was a sure chance that you would be blown into the next continent. And if you were on of the unlucky people to get hit by lightning, then you'd probably be dead.
But the rain. The rain was the worst part. Ichigo hated the rain; he had hated it ever since his-
"Kurosaki."
Ichigo was jolted out of his daydream. Mr Nagasawa was looking at him expectedly.
"Oh right, he must want me to solve the stupid equation."
Ichigo slowly rose from his seat, and made his way to the front of the classroom, he could feel the eyes of everyone in the class on the back. Like needles digging into his spine. Once he got to the board, Mr Nagasawa pointed to an easy equation in the top right hand corner. Quickly he solved the equation and went back to his seat.
He sat back down and Mr Nagasawa started writing another equation on the board, this time it was a complicated one. Ichigo sighed; he had been lucky that he had gotten the easy one.
"Asano," he called.
Ichigo watched as Keigo nervously got out of his seat, it was obvious that he hadn't been paying attention. He had probably been gazing at girls like the pervert that he was. As Keigo made his way to the blackboard, Ichigo knew that he wasn't going to get lucky. The equation on wall was way to complicated for someone like Keigo to solve. Slowly Keigo took the chalk from Mr Nagasawa's outstretched hand. Ichigo could see Keigo thinking, but this question was out of his league, just like everything else in his life.
It was then that the bell rang, a sharp sound that cut through the school like a knife. Keigo sighed with relief and quickly gave the chalk back to the teacher. Everyone was in a rush for lunch, there were people filling the corridors now. Everyone was excited to get out of class. Ichigo noticed that most of them were headed to the cafeteria.
"It's going to be busy in the cafeteria, I guess I'll eat on the roof then."
The roof had been Ichigo's secret hiding place for 3 years now. Ever since he had come to Karakura High, Ichigo had hated the noise of the cafeteria. One day, while trying to get away from Keigo, who had been rambling on about some porn movie he had seen the night before. Ichigo had found a flight of stairs leading up here. The door was never locked so it was easy to get in and out without anyone noticing. The roof was the place in which Ichigo could relax, a place to let all the troubles of the day float away harmlessly.
Ichigo watched a group of girls as they ate their lunch. He recognized two of them. Arisawa Tatsuki and Inoue Orihime. Tatsuki had been his best friend for as long as he could remember. Not to mention she could kick your ass. They had met when he used to go to the dojo, back when they were kids. Tatsuki would beat him every time. He had met Inoue through Tatsuki. She had introduced them on the first day of high school. Inoue wasn't a bad friend; she could just be a little freaky sometimes. And her food was AWFULL. He had tasted it once. He couldn't feel his tongue for a week after that.
Ichigo sat down to eat his lunch, a sandwich, a packet of crisps, yoghurt and a banana.
" Fuck.I have a history test after lunch."
He had completely forgotten about the test. Quickly he got out his history book and started revising. He heard Keigo scream in the distance, probably getting beaten up by Tatsuki for hitting on Inoue. Ichigo smirked.
All to soon the bell rang again, signalling the end of lunch. Ichigo had crammed as much into his brain as he could in the hour that he had.
Everyone was already there.
"Yo, Ichigo!"
Ichigo looked over and saw Keigo walking over towards him. He could see a bruise on the pervert's cheek. He had been right about the beating Tatsuki had given him.
"Hey man," said Keigo as he sat down on the empty seat beside Ichigo. No one sat there. "Dude, where were you at lunch?"
"I was revising for the history test, unlike you."
"Hey! Forgive me for having an interest in girls!"
"Whatever."
"So anyway, do you now who you're going with to the Senior Prom?"
Ichigo groaned. The Senior Prom, that was the thing he had been dreading for the last two weeks. They all had to go, it was one of the rules at Karakura High, if they didn't go they had to repeat senior year. Ichigo thought that it was the stupidest rule he had ever heard but rules were rules. Keigo noticed the pained expression on Ichigo's face.
"Oh man, don't tell me that you haven't got a date yet!"
Ichigo sighed in defeat, there was no point in hiding it now.
"Oh come on! The prom's only a week away!"
Ichigo raised an eyebrow, he had never thought that Keigo could do anything other than drool over girls and then get his ass kicked by them. Let alone count.
"I know, I just forgot. I've been busy with homework and stuff."
Keigo stared at him disbelievingly, as if he'd just grown three extra heads.
"HOMEWORK! Ichigo, we haven't had any homework since last week! Admit it you don't want to go because you can't find a date!"
"Stupid Keigo, why can't he be smart at something else, something other than being a pervert?"
Seeing the defeated look on Ichigo's face Keigo smirked triumphantly.
"I knew it! Ichigo, do you want to be a virgin for ever?"
A vein popped in Ichigo's head.
"The only one who's going to be a virgin forever is you, you fucking perv!"
"Or maybe… maybe you're GAY!"
Ok, that was the last straw.
"KEIGO! Shut the fuck up and go to your fucking seat!"
All the colour drained from Keigo's face, quickly he made his way back to his seat beside Tatsuki. Tatsuki glared at him.
Ichigo slumped back in his seat, letting his anger subside. He heard footsteps and knew that the teacher had arrived. The door opened and in came a stocky man, with thick brown hair and kind brown eyes. Mr Kyoyama.
"Good news class!" he declared, "The test is off."
Screams erupted from the class, Keigo was so glad he looked as if he was going to wet himself. Which he probably was, history wasn't his best subject.
"The reason for this is because we have a new student…"
Rukia was tense, not only because it was her first ever day of high school. But because this was also her first mission.
"I can't let Nii-sama down, I have to prove it to my self, and the other nobles, that I can be just as good as him."
But even though Rukia could feel a slight nervousness in the pit of her stomach. Then adrenaline rushed into her as she saw the door handle turn. Signalling the fact that she had to go I and introduce herself to the whole class.
The classroom itself was just like any classroom Rukia had seen in the mangas she had read. Painted white, Posters and maps of old Britain hung on the walls. There were rows of chairs, bolted to the floor, a desk-made of cheap wood- for the teacher and a board. Not to mention the thirty or so pupils staring at her.
Rukia noticed that a few boys were drooling, the girls giving her looks of jealousy. There was a boy sitting in the back row, next to a girl with short black hair that was spiked up. He looked as if he had just seen heaven and was drooling buckets.
But there was one guy that caught her eye, a boy in the back row. He had shocking orange hair (which Rukia was sure he had died) and was the only one not looking at her. Instead he was looking outside the window, wrapped up in his own thoughts.
"Wow, what an intimidating bunch. Ok relax Rukia. You are a Kuchiki, sister of Byakuya Kuchiki in fact. You can't muck this up. This is what you've been training for."
But Rukia knew her futile attempts to calm herself were useless. Taking a deep breath; she started on the line that she had rehearsed for the last six months.
"Good Afternoon, my name is Rukia Kuchiki. I have just moved here from Tokyo because my brother got a new job. I hope to make lots of friends and I am sure that I will enjoy my time here in Karakura."
"Very good, you can choose where you want to sit." Said the teacher. She had already forgotten his name.
"Great going Rukia, you already forgot the name!"
Rukia nodded. She made her way to the last row and sat down beside the guy with the orange hair. He looked at her, and Rukia came face to face with one of the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen. His eyes were amber, with a burning intensity deep inside them.
In that instant, that one instant. Fate brought them together. Two people, two personalities, one destiny.
Ok so that's the chapter. I was wondering if it was too short, it hate first chapters they're always so boring to write. But I'll be updating weekly. Remember NO FLAMES!