Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Highschool DxD. I only own my OC

Edited as of 6/23/16

The sun had just begun rising over the small populated area of Karakura town, a city just outside the enormous city of Tokyo. The first few rays of sun began streaming through the curtains of the room of a young man. The room was small, only large enough for a few individuals to sit comfortably; it also seemed rather bare, having only a carpet in the center, a bed large enough to house two individuals, a window with the curtains closed, a small desk obviously used for homework, and a closet that sat across from the bed, with the owner of the room sound asleep.

The sunlight peered through the cracks of the drawn curtains. Slowly illuminating the features of the one who slept in the bed, he was a young man, perhaps no older than 15, despite this, his jaw was incredibly chiseled, the strain of the shirt he wore as his chest rose and fell with every breath he took showed that he was well built. His black hair fell about him messily, reaching the middle of his back in terms of length, the occasional red streak running through his locks.

The young man began to wake as the rays of sun hit his face, a slight grimace of discomfort at the foreign heat and light atop the skin that covered his eyes. After the length of about a few seconds, the young man sat up and opened his eyelids, revealing a pair of ocean blue orbs that sharply took in every detail about him, showing no signs of fatigue or the standard drowsiness that came from waking up from slumber. His long bangs fell naturally over his left eye.

Sitting up, the young man pulled back the curtains and winced, the sun was relatively high and shined brightly onto his lightly tanned face. Then his ears twitched as he picked up a near silent sound, it was akin to a bear, rapidly thumping his way up the stairs. He sighed before opening the window and lying back down, already knowing what the sound meant.

"GOOD MOOORRRNING RYUUUUU!" His door suddenly flew open as an old man jumped into the room with a leg outstretched, prepared to kick the young man into oblivion.

The young man merely raised his arm and blocked the kick before grabbing the older man's ankle and throwing him out of the open window, with a small smirk on his face to boot.

"My son! What on earth was that for?!" the elder man called from his position on the sidewalk.

The young man stuck his head out of the window and stared down at his father with a deadpan expression. "You annoy me." And with that, he retreated back into his room, closed his window and smirked at the noise of his father trying to get into the house.

Standing from his seated position on the bed, Ryu Kurosaki walked to the dresser leaning on the wall and opened a few drawers. Grabbing a black T-shirt, and grey jacket, along with a pair of grey dress pants; he exited his room to change into his school clothing.

"Well, seems to be the start of a normal day."

-XXXX-

Ryu sighed as his relatively pleasant walk to school was interrupted. It was another dumb delinquent, telling him off for having different colored hair and "ripping off his style". Honestly? He could care less about "style" this was his natural hair color, and if the delinquent had a problem with that then he should go and figure it out himself.

"Oi Kurosaki!" The words of said delinquent jarred Ryu from his thoughts. "You listenin'? 'Cause if you ain't then I'll be sure to give you a knuckle sandwich during lunch break!"

Ryu sighed yet again; he seemed to be doing that a lot today. The "bully" wasn't even worth his time between the way he was talking and the poor threat that he made towards him.

"Look… whatever your name is. Your non-stop ranting about how I am 'ripping off your style' is truly starting to annoy me. Perhaps the reason why you haven't learnt that this is my natural hair color is due to the size of your small brain."

"What did you say?!"

"Oh, It seems as though your hearing is as bad as your vocabulary. It seems as though my hypothesis was indeed correct. "

"Why you…!"

The bully pulled out a pair of brass knuckles and stomped up to Ryu, fist cocked back and prepared to smash the kid's face in. What he didn't expect was said Kurosaki catching and twisting his fist at an odd angle, causing an audible snap to be heard.

The bully cried out in pain as he held his wrist, Ryu didn't even blink at the sight of the bully writhing on the ground and clutching his wrist in obvious pain. Glancing at his watch, his eyes widened, if he didn't hurry he would be late to school!

Sending a scowl towards the bully on the ground that took up valuable time that he could've used walking to school, he began sprinting off in the direction of Karakura high.

-XXXX-

Ryu panted heavily as he leaned on the doorway of the classroom, barely managing to get into the classroom as the bell rang and Ochi-sensei walked in.

Ryu already tuned out her lecture and began focusing outside. Then he tried to remember back, back during that time when he was found by a man and woman claiming to be his father and mother. Ryu scowled as he once again realized that he couldn't remember anything before that. Isshin had told him that he had meningitis when he was six and it wiped his memory of his childhood.

Ryu sighed once more as he tried again, yielding the same results; anything beyond being found by Isshin was a blur. Moving forward, Ryu thought back to something that he almost always thought about.

The death of his mother.

Isshin said that she had died in an accident by the river, however Ryu knew that answer was a load of bullshit. Masaki was killed by something, what she was killed by, he didn't know, but he was certain that Masaki didn't die on accident. Something had been there, and he was going to find that thing and make it pay, one way, or another.

Suddenly jolted from his thoughts by the teacher, Ryu discovered that he'd been called on to answer a math equation.

-XXXX-

"Oi! Big Yama!" One of the thug skaters yelled.

Ryu could care less about their names; they were really just a waste of his memory to remember.

"Hey punk" One of the thugs was now in his face, Ryu scowled before rubbing the top of his head in exasperation.

"I'm talking to you! Think you can just run over big Yama like that? We'll teach you what happens when you mess with us!"

Ryu sighed yet again that day as he lashed out with a kick, the skater flopped to the earth with a yelp, instantly unconscious.

"Alright, question 1.." Ryu began slowly.

"What is that?" He calmly asked gesturing to a knocked over vase of flowers.

"You, answer"

The three skaters began shaking at his cold tone, almost like ice, cutting through the warmth of the evening sun.

"W-well it looks like a tribute to a kid who died here?"

The skater who answered ate a concrete sandwich; Ryu didn't even blink.

"Correct, now why is it on its side?"

The other two began shaking even harder as the left one stuttered out.

"W-we-we knocked it over?" His voice went a pitch higher towards the end.

The two were on the ground before anyone could blink. They raised their heads, only to lock eyes with a very angry Ryu.

"Then I recommend you apologize, unless of course, you want the flowers to be for you?"

The skaters instantly jumped to their feet and ran away, screaming: "We're sorry!" behind them.

Ryu sighed, before turning around and straightening out the vase and what remained of the flowers inside them.

"I'm sorry you had to see that, I'll bring by some fresh flowers tomorrow." As he spoke, a young girl materialized in front of him, a small broken chain dangling from the center of her chest.

"Thank you, Onii-chan, now that they're gone I can finally rest in peace." The girl smiled gratefully.

Ryu merely nodded. "There's no need to thank me, this is the least that I can do after what you've been through."

Turning on his heel Ryu gave the girl a small wave as he walked in the direction of his home. When he was out of earshot of the young girl he groaned, his father was no doubt waiting to spring a trap at his arrival for some dumb excuse like"being late"

-XXXX-

"I'm home!" Ryu ducked down after hearing those words and dodged a kick from his father.

"You're late! I won't have you disturbing the peace in this house by staying after cur-"

Isshin was cut off by a kick in the gut, courtesy of the one he was yelling at.

"I won't have you lecture me about 'disturbing peace' if you want to talk to me about that, then stop acting like a five year old."

With his piece said, Ryu turned towards the stairwell and began walking up into his room, he sighed as he lay down on his bed. The stress he was feeling lately was catching up to him, not only was there an increase of bullies who wanted a piece of him, but the number of ghosts had also increased. Not to mention his man-child of a father kept up with whatever act he was pulling.

Ryu sighed for what appeared to be the millionth time that day as he sat up to start on his homework.

-XXXX-

Ryu rubbed the sore spot on his stomach as he walked down the street, his father caught him by surprise for once and managed to land a kick into his stomach, the likes of which caused him to retaliate by kicking his father in a… less than pleasant area. Ryu smirked at the memory of seeing his father writhe on the ground in pain "Serves you right, stupid oyaji."

Ryu's head snapped upward suddenly, his visible eye glancing around and narrowing dangerously, he didn't know what was going on, but there was something wrong with this area, his instincts were yelling at him to get away from here.

Ryu's grip on his bag tightened as he continued walking, this time he was tense, prepared to strike out at whatever was watching him.

Then he got his answer, a black sickle-like claw began to tear through the concrete that made up the wall of the building he was walking next to.

The people around him panicked, no doubt due to the destruction that the unseen monster was bringing upon their city. Ryu's eye widened as he caught a glimpse of a large insectoid body and enormous scythe-like claws, a bone white mask adorned the creatures face as it unleashed an inhuman roar.

Then from the smoke of the monster's attack, the young girl that he had seen yesterday ran out. A panicked expression of pure terror was inscribed on her young face.

Ryu instantly ran towards the girl and supported her as they both ran away from the monster, said monster glanced their way and began to give chase, black claws gleaming as it began to smell an extra-tasty soul.

The girl suddenly tripped over her own feet and fell to the earth. Ryu instantly knelt to her side and tried to help her up. His blood ran cold however when he heard the inhuman shriek of the monstrosity as it loomed over his body.

Ryu turned and faced the beast just as a short figure, garbed in black leaped in front of him, in one fluid motion; the figure drew the sword and sliced open the mask of the beast. Blood gushed out of the wound, as the beast lay to the ground, dead.

The figure landed gracefully on their feet and sheathed their sword, upon closer inspection; Ryu noticed that the figure was a girl, A short girl with black hair and violet eyes.

Said girl turned and faced him for a brief second before turning back and walking away. Ryu said nothing, just staring at the back of the mysterious woman in both shock and confusion, how had she moved so gracefully? And how had she killed that monster with such ease?

Ryu looked back to the earth and noticed that the spirit he'd tried to help save had vanished, glancing around, he realized that no one had reacted to the behemoth's presence, stating that it must have been another gas leak.

Ryu hesitantly stood up and resumed his walk towards the place of his education, losing himself to his thoughts as he began to wonder whom that girl was.

-XXXX-

Ryu collapsed on his bed with a sigh, the entire day he was distracted trying to figure out who, or what, that monster was. The girl he had seen was obviously a ghost of some sort, probably just a little kid spirit, playing hero.

His thoughts were interrupted when the woman that was the source of all his thoughts entered the room, through his wall. She possessed all the grace of a cat as she stepped down onto his desk.

Ryu's eyes were wide, he knew she was a spirit, but to phase through his wall so effortlessly surprised him greatly. Now that he had a closer look, Ryu could tell that she was wearing some form of black kosode with similarly colored hakama. The sword that he had seen her wield was resting on her left hip, held in place by a white obi. Her black hair fell about her in a slightly messy fashion, her violet eyes regarding him for a split second before turning back to survey the room.

"H-hey!"

"It's close." The girl muttered, Ryu raised an eyebrow as she fell to the ground and rested a hand on the hilt of her weapon.

Ryu' surprised look fell into a scowl and he grunted before standing up and tapping the girl on her shoulder. This caused her to tense and turn around slowly, her gaze wide.

"You know, it's rude to ignore somebody, especially if you're a guest in their home." The girl didn't even react to his words as she kept regarding him with wide eyes.

"Y-you can see me?"

"Yes."

"You tapped my shoulder."

"Yes I did,"

She narrowed her eyes, "Hang on, you're that boy from earlier today."

The girl suddenly grabbed Ryu's face and began turning it from side to side. "Odd, I didn't sense anything within you earlier."

Ryu grabbed her wrist and scowled deeper. "Didn't your parents teach you about manners? If so then you really need work on them. Who are you anyway?"

The girl yanked her hand back with a scowl before answering, "I'm a Shinigami."

Ryu raised an eyebrow at that, before the girl sighed.

"You might want to take a seat, this is going to take a while to explain."

-XXXX-

Ryu gave the girl sitting in front of him a long stare, regarding her face to see if she had lied at all during times of her explanation.

"So let me see if I understand… You're a spirit called a shinigami." Ryu was answered with a nod

"And you were sent here to exorcise fallen spirits called hollows while also sending human spirits which you call 'Pluses' to the 'Soul Society', which is the afterlife, via a ritual, called 'Konso.'"

Ryu was met with another firm nod, Ryu regarded her with another long stare, at first he had thought that it was all one big elaborate story to get a rise out of him, but this girl seemed to speak honestly throughout her entire explanation. However…

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that you're going to need some proof to back up your claim."

The girl raised an eyebrow, "Why would I need to do that? You can see spirits correct?"

Ryu nodded, "While it's true that I can see spirits, I have never heard of, or seen, any ghost claiming themselves to be a Shinigami."

The girl nodded in understanding before looking down in thought, then a realization seemed to settle into her gaze as she pointed an index finger towards the wall.

"Hado number four, Byakurai." The instant she uttered those words, a pale bolt of lightning sprang from her outstretched finger.

Ryu's eye widened as he stared at the small hole pierced into his wall, a small red ring of heat surrounded it, signifying that it was real.

"That was kido." The girl smirked, already answering Ryu's unasked question, "It's a spell that only Shinigami can perform."

Ryu cleared his throat before his gaze returned back to the woman sitting in front of him. "So, if you were sent here to exterminate these hollows, then what are you doing here?"

The girl looked at the ground at that, "Well, it seems like some sort of outside force is blocking my senses somehow. I don't know what it is, but it's preventing me from finding the hollow's exact location."

Ryu's ears twitched after the girl finished speaking, his head snapped in a random direction as he heard a very familiar inhuman roar.

"O-Onii-chan." Ryu's head snapped to his doorway as he caught sight of one of his two younger sisters, Yuzu. She had short brown hair stylized in a bob cut, a strawberry hairpin holding her bangs in place off the right side of her head, she was currently wearing a yellow dress with a pink apron over it, both of which were stained crimson with blood, her soft brown eyes were filled with panic as she caught sight of her brother.

Ryu reacted instantly and sprinted to her side, catching her just before she hit the ground.

"K-Karin-chan, she's in danger." Yuzu spoke weakly, "Please… Save her."

With those words, Yuzu lost consciousness as her brown gaze slid shut. Ryu's grip tightened on his sister as he slowly stood before sprinting downstairs, his body shaking with barely contained rage.

The instant Ryu hit the bottom of the stairwell; he caught sight of his other sister, in the grip of a large, green-skinned monster with a fishbone shaped mask.

Karin's eyes were closed as the monster began to squeeze her, her black hair shaking as she cried out in pain. Ryu's anger finally hit its limit as he grabbed the closest thing to him and charged, swinging a foldable chair at the enormous monster that had his younger sister it its grasp.

However, the Shinigami got there first, her sword drawn and sinking into the flesh of the monsters wrist, between the steel of the weapon and the force of Ryu's strike, the monster was forced to drop its prey.

Ryu caught his sister just before she hit the ground, the hollow retreating before it vanished from his sight. Ryu placed two fingers on the neck of his sister and was relieved to feel a pulse.

"Of course. It all fits."

Ryu looked up at hearing the voice of the girl, "What do you mean?"

"That hollow, the reason why I couldn't sense it was because of your spiritual energy, it was blocking out my senses, it's also likely that your sister was attacked because it was attracted by your strong spiritual presence."

Ryu's blood ran cold as he stared down at his younger sister, she could've died because of him?

Ryu set her on the ground gently before standing up and walking forward, glaring at the hollow that had just reappeared.

"What are you doing!?" The shinigami bellowed out. He ignored her, all that mattered right now were these next moments.

"Hey, you wanted me in the end right?" The hollow roared in response before lunging toward the prey that had offered itself to it.

Ryu's eyes widened as he saw the shinigami that he had met just a few minutes earlier jump in front of him and take the strike that meant for him, blood gushing out of the wound inflicted upon her by the beast she was meant to kill.

The shinigami sunk her sword into the mask and ripped a long cut along the edge. The hollow roared in response and reeled back, blood gushing from the cut on its head. Ryu's eyes widened as the shinigami sunk to the earth.

"You fool." She croaked out, pain lacing her words, "Even if you sacrificed yourself, this hollow still would've eaten the souls of your family. Hollow's hold no reason, only an unquenchable bloodlust for other souls."

The shinigami crawled up to a wall and leaned against it, "Do you wish to save your family?"

Ryu nodded firmly at her question, the shinigami smiled.

"Then you must become a shinigami. Run this zanpakuto through the center of your being and it will allow me to transfer my powers into you."

Ryu nodded before grabbing the sword and pointing it at the center of his chest. "I never did learn your name."

"It's Rukia, Kuchiki Rukia."

"Well met, my name is… Kurosaki Ryu."

With those words said, Ryu ran the sword through the center of his chest.

A bright blue flash obscured the two of them from vision. The hollow roared at the image.

Suddenly the hollow no longer felt its left arm, looking down, the beast realized that it was completely severed from its body. Looking further, it saw a head of red streaked black hair holding an enormous sword with a slightly bloodied edge.

"My name is Kurosaki Ryu"

The hollow roared and threw a punch only for the arm to meet the same fate as the other.

"I can see ghosts"

The hollow roared before throwing a kick with its stubby legs, however Ryu blocked the strike and with a mighty roar, he threw the hollow staggering back.

"I don't remember anything of the first six years of my life."

Ryu swung his sword down and sliced off the leg of the hollow, without its legs to keep balance, the hollow began to fall forward.

"And…"

Ryu lunged his sword upwards, piercing the mask of the beast, with its head sliced, the body of the monster began to fade away.

"I'm a Shinigami."

That's the end of the first chapter, this idea has been dancing on the edge of my mind for the longest time, I'm really excited to show my readers what I'm planning for the future.

Anyway, this chapter was a bit more of an introduction for Ryu, as you can probably tell, Ryu's a bit more collected than Ichigo, speaking of the strawberry, don't worry he'll be in the story, just not in a way you'll expect.

EDIT: So there wasn't a lot to change in this chapter, I added a few parts into conversations and passages that I felt were important to the story and I changed a bit of Ryu's interactions to make it a bit more realistic.

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