Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of the characters… but if I did then I would take over the world Bwahahahaha… *clears throat* ahem… yes. Anyways on with the story.

"Normal dialogue,"

'Thinking'

"Yelling/Screaming"

Prologue

(Ichigo's POV)

I sighed in frustration at my dumbass father's antics. This had been at least the sixth time we had moved within these last couple of months. I can't even remember the last time I've seen even half of my shit, ever since we had first packed up. I was then rudely startled out of my thoughts by the dumbass extraordinaire.

"Hey baka-sochi, aren't you done packing, were waiting down here!" Questioned the over exuberant voice of my father, Isshin Kurosaki. He is a tall muscular man with spiky black hair and brown eyes. He has thin facial hair around his mouth and on his cheeks. "My darling daughters are already done!"

"Stuff it you old goat, I'm almost finished!" I yelled back. Seriously, my father can act like such a child. I gathered the rest of my things and headed downstairs only to see my father hugging (and crying, but he would deny it to anyone who asked) a life sized poster of my mother, who had recently passed.

"Quit sniveling old man." Came the voice of my younger sister Karin. Karin has dark grey eyes and black hair that is straight and cropped to hang around her face, just above her shoulders along with a ponytail. She is more often than not seen in sportswear, giving her more of a tomboy appearance. She sometimes had a scowl on her face which even I was proud. "And hurry up and take down that poster." She practically ordered.

"Oh Masaki, our daughter is so cruel!" If anything he seemed to get louder. If he yells any louder I'm going to have to introduce his face to my foo-… Ah, I slightly winced at the sound of my father's face crunching against Karin's powerful soccer kick, got to love the beauty of athletics.

"Tou-san, stop antagonizing Nii-chan and Karin-chan!" Exclaimed my other younger sister Yuzu. Her appearance is in stark contrast to her twin sister's. She has shoulder length brown hair and she usually styles it in two pigtails with her hairclip on the right pigtail. She is more girly than Karin and usually wears bright clothes, rather than just blue and black like Karin.

"Even Yuzu is being cruel to me Masaki!" My father cried in despair, while muttering something about puberty and hormones.

Becoming increasingly annoyed with the dumbass, I decided to delicately "ask" my father to hurry up… By kicking him in the ass. After nodding in an accomplished manner to myself we finally decided to speed things up, and finish packing. Yuzu made lunch for us and we booked it out of the bustling city of Tokyo as fast as one could in said city.

'So, we're moving back to Karakura Town eh?' I thought to myself. 'Well it couldn't be as bad as last time.' And that's the beginning of the story about how I, Ichigo Kurosaki moved back to my home town.

A/N: This is my first story in about three years so cut me a break in my grammar and what not. I'll catch all of my fans (which = 0) later ^_^ b.