Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach.

CHAPTER ONE: Introductions and the Beginning of a Fight

Kagami Masako gave an inaudible sigh as she calmly walked down the street, fingering a thin silver chain she wore around her slender neck. Silky waist-length silver hair jaggedly framed her beautiful face, her silvery eyes the color of mirrors and filled with sorrow despite the small, amused smile she wore. Her shihakusho was pure white with silver thread embroidery on the edges, a single shade lighter than her ice white skin, and she wore no visible zanpakuto.

"Asami-chan's having fun again," a small woman, Kohana Miyuki, laughed as she leaped onto Kagami's back. She had short black hair that spiked out everywhere and bright amethyst eyes that sparkled brightly. She wore a standard black shihakusho with golden thread embroidery around the edges along with a thin gold chain around her neck. Her zanpakuto was tied to her back, almost as tall as she was, with a golden silk sash.

A few seconds later, their friend Asami Chiasa strode languidly over. She was the tallest of the three, with beautiful auburn hair she pulled sharply back into a high ponytail and the lazy, golden eyes of a cat. Her zanpakuto was tied to her waist with a red silk sash. She wore a standard black shihakusho that had red thread embroidery on the edges and a thin bronze chain on her neck.

"So, what're the predictions for today?" she drawled, drawing out the words in a way she knew her friends hated.

"But Kagami-sama doesn't like you asking that," Kohana chirped in a voice like a bird's. "Ow!" she squealed a second later when Asami flicked her in the forehead.

"Spill it," Asami said, looking directly at her faded looking friend.

Kagami had been known for her uncannily accurate predictions, some even coming to her and calling her a psychic. One time, she had even accurately given the number of times an instructor had said a certain word in class.

The three friends had just graduated from Shinigami Academy. Soon, they would be placed into their divisions in the Gotei 13.

"Very well," she said, her small smile widening fractionally. Her voice was gentle and melodious, barely above a whisper. "Chiasa, you will be placed in Division Eleven."

There was a pause. Then…

"WHAT THE HELL? WHAT KIND OF SICK JOKE IS THAT?" Asami snarled, her golden eyes becoming slitted as they narrowed, her lip curling.

"It is impolite to swear in such a way," Kagami said lightly as she turned away from her seething companion.

Kohana ignored her friend's reaction and leaped from Kagami's back, landing softly. She turned and tugged on her hand, her eyes wide and begging. "What about me?" she asked. "What division will I be in?"

"You will most likely be placed in Division Ten," Kagami said, smiling down at her, making her squeal in delight.

"I'm so excited!" she squealed, waving her arms around excitedly. "Aren't you, too, Asami?"

"Why the hell would I be excited, you baka?" Asami snarled, her expression viscious. "It's the fucking 11th Division! I'll be the only damn girl there!"

"You should not curse," Kagami reprimanded, her smile never leaving her face.

"Fuck that," Asami hissed, but her expression softened until she was back to her normal, lazy appearance.

"Besides," Kagami continued calmly. "I could be wrong."

"But you've always been right so far," Kohana chirped as she jumped back onto her back. "Why would you be wrong now?"

"Exactly," Asami growled, annoyed again. "You've sentenced me to death, Sensei. Don't bother coming to my funeral. You're not invited."

"Can I come?" Kohana asked excitedly, only to be flicked in the forehead again. "Ow!" She blinked away her tears, then peered over Kagami's shoulder at her. "What division will you be in, Kagami-sama?" she asked curiously. "You haven't told us yet."

Asami blinked in surprise, her expression going back to normal again. "That's right, Sensei. Where will you be?"

Kagami tilted her head slightly as if she was in deep thought. "I believe I shall be placed in Division Six," she finally said before she lost herself in thought.

A few seconds later, she dodged Asami's punch out of pure reflex. "I said," Asami growled, annoyed at being ignored. "Won't the results be posted by now?"

Kohana blinked and leaped off Kagami's back again. "Yeah, let's go!" she said excitedly, grabbing both their hands and tugging them in the direction of the Academy.

Kagami gave a small, amused smile and nodded. Immediately, the three disappeared.
_

"This is fucking messed up," Asami growled, her expression become fierce once again. All the people around her backed away cautiously, remembering an incident where an instructor had accidentally said the wrong thing while she was holding a practice sword.

Thirteen boards had all been placed around the Academy's courtyard, each one bearing the symbol of a different division. Asami was currently staring at her name on Division 11's. She was the only girl there among all the names of the men.

Nearby, Kohana was staring at her name on the board that represented Division 10. She was worried, wringing her hands as she chewed nervously on her bottom lip. What is they didn't like her? What if they were mean? Several people around her took one look at her expression and immediately wanted to comfort her, but they knew better. Her friends were extremely protective of the small woman. The previous person who tried six years ago was still in critical condition over at the 4th Division.

Kagami suppressed the urge to yawn as she stared around with a small, amused smile on her face. She had taken one glance at Division 6's board, then left to wait for her friends next to the wall. Everyone who saw her stepped a few steps away, creating a circle of space around her. She didn't seem to notice it as she absently watched the clouds above her.

She wasn't surprised when someone suddenly rammed into her, sobbing comically. "I'm going to miss you!" Kohana sobbed, burying her face in her friend's shihakusho.

Kagami made soothing sounds as she rubbed her friend's head, the corners of her mouth twitching as she stifled the urge to laugh. "You should think of the friends you will make, not the friends you will leave," she said gently.

"Ah, shut up," Asami drawled as she walked languidly over, her expression lazy once again. "We're not leaving you, you baka," she said. "Besides, you have that annoyingly cheerful personality of yours for your division."

With a strangled cry, Kohana let go of Kagami and rammed into Asami, making her lurch back. "Oi!" she said, startled. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Instead of answering, Kohana continued to wail, clutching hysterically onto her friend. Kagami turned away, suppressing laughter. Asami was not what you called a people person, and her expression was priceless as she stared down at the small woman hugging her.

Finally, Asami pushed Kohana away. "We should get going," she muttered, obviously still uncomfortable.

Bright and cheerful once again, Kohana nodded. She was excited to see her new division. "Ja ne!" she squealed, turning around and running straight into the wall. Ignoring the snickers, she tried again, this time running out successfully.

"Whatever," Asami drawled, rolling her eyes as she laughed and following her small friend. That expression soon turned into a scowl when she remembered where she was headed. Damn 11th Division.

"Sore dewa, matane," Kagami said softly, turning and walking the other way, not making a single sound as she walked, her eyes glazing over as she lost herself in thought.
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I'm late! Kohana panicked as she ran through the streets. She was hopeless when it came to direction, not to mention that she was terribly clumsy. Every movement she made was jerky, as if she was constantly changing her mind. "Gah!" she exclaimed, almost running into another person and dodging at the last moment. That was close.

In the 10th Division, all the new shinigami had already gathered. Lieutenant Matsumoto had just introduced their captain, the prodigy Hitsugaya Toshiro, when the door suddenly flew open and a small figure literally went flying through the air, landing directly on him.

Everyone stared. Poor Kohana had small swirls for eyes.

Hitsugaya groaned, rubbing his head as he sat up, a scowl on his face. "Matsumoto," he ordered. "Bring her to my office. I'll deal with her later." Everyone paled when he said that.

Everyone, that is, besides Matsumoto. She had bent to pick up Kohana when she suddenly realized how cute the small woman was. Ah! So kawaii!
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Kagami closed her eyes as she smiled at the mother of the child she had found wandering around, lost and crying.

Oh, dear, she thought when she realized just how much time had gone by as she had searched for the poor child's mother. It seems that I am late. She blinked, then continued on walking calmly in the direction of Division 6. Rushing meant panic, and panic meant that you were not aware of your surroundings. And if you weren't aware of your surroundings, then the chances of you dying suddenly increased.

Lieutenant Abarai Renji had just introduced the stoic Captain Kuchiki Byakuya when he door opened without a sound. Everyone turned to stare at the woman when they felt her unusual spiritual pressure, one strong enough to belong to a captain, and continued to stare when they saw her strange clothes. She clasped her hands together and bowed. "Please forgive me, Captain Kuchiki, Lieutenant Abarai, for being late. Gomen nasai."

Renji stared at her in confusion. Where was her zanpakuto?

Kuchiki's eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at the woman. He felt he had seen her before... He dismissed the woman, and she fell in line to listen to the introductions.
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Hmph. Looks like I'm late, Asami thought absently as she finished punching a guy who didn't understand that people were supposed to keep their hands to themselves. She shrugged and continued walking calmly in the direction of Division 11. She stretched and let out a lazy yawn. There was no point of rushing if you were already late.

Ikkaku's eyes widened when he spotted a girl among the new shinigami. What was girl doing there? "Um, are you lost?" he asked.

"No," Asami yawned.

Ikkaku blinked. What? He was about to ask her something else when Yumichika cut in. "Finally. Someone else beautiful has finally joined."

Asami blinked. "Are you alright in the head?" she asked blankly.

Yumichika scowled, about to tell her off when she suddenly stiffened. A man had just groped her.

The air around Asami suddenly changed, losing its lazy feeling and becoming dark and murderous. She smiled maliciously, her eyes widening and becoming slitted. Before anyone could react, the man was sent flying through three walls and across the courtyard, landing in the street and sending up a cloud of dust and debris. At once, Asami went back to normal.

"Hmm? You were about to say something?" she drawled, glancing at Yumichika, who sweat dropped. Before he could even open his mouth, the door flew open, revealing Captain Zaraki Kenpachi.

"Who the hell just broke the building?" he growled threateningly, making everyone point at Asami. He took one look at her and scoffed. "Like any weak woman could do that."

The change immediately went over Asami once again. Her lip curled threateningly, and she suddenly sent Zaraki flying through the broken walls. He landed on the ground, his eyes narrowing as he stared at the woman. Asami slowly made her way over, her expression deadly. "Nanda yo omae-wa? Omae o korosu, unko no nioi kagu hito," she snarled. (Who the hell are you? I'll kill you, poop-sniffer.)

Zaraki straightened, drawing his zanpakuto, a smile curling his lips. "Bring it, baka ne."

Asami snarled like a wild animal, unsheathing her own zanpakuto. "Bend-"