A/N: This is a joint story between Sis and myself. It's something sitting around in our folder from a while ago, so we are going to post it to get your minds off our updating the other stories...less pressure when you're reading this while we write on the others. Enjoy...anything you don't understand, let one of us know!

Chapter 1: Along Came Rina

"Rina-chaaaaannn!" came a high pitched voice from not to far away. A young woman with black hair that had red streaks in it looked over her shoulder to see a busty red head that was dragging a black haired girl behind her. She sighed and stopped, waiting for the two to catch up to her.

She clicked her tongue ring against the back of her teeth impatiently. She smiled internally when she remembered the reaction her teachers had had to her. They had not been expecting someone as unruly as her. At 5' 8", she was one of the tallest females in the school. She refused to wear the traditional school uniform and instead put her own gothic twist to the deplorable skirt and sweater set.

Her teachers had tried to make her remove her body jewelry, but there isn't much you can make the daughter of a very dangerous man do. Yes, she was Ekaterina Yeva Bokovict. Her father was a chemical warfare expert that had migrated from Russia, to the United States, and had then brought his family to Japan. Ekaterina was the oldest of the Bokovict's four children. She had three little brothers and a little sister.

Rina's independent nature, however, had sent her seeking apartments as soon as they moved here. She wasn't very far from her parents, but far enough to enjoy peace and serenity. However, she made it a point to visit her family everyday for several hours before retiring to her apartment to work on homework. She also made it a point to piss off as many teachers as possible. She smirked openly when she remembered peoples' reaction when she had first walked into class. Instead of the earthy tones the school used, she had on black.

Her skirt was black with silver chains on it, her sweater was black, she had on a white, short-sleeve blouse under it, and her black tie had skulls on it and was loosely tied. She wore knee high white socks and black chucks with little skulls all over. She'd had her messenger bag over her shoulder, her laptop secreted away inside, and her bulky black headphone on her head. She hadn't even looked up from her iPod video when someone put their hand on her shoulder.

"Remove that hand from my shoulder or I'll remove it from your body." She had threatened, then walked to the back of the classroom and put her bag down carefully. She laid her head on her desk and promptly fell asleep. She was awakened by the teacher poking her in the head.

"What?" she had growled and glared up at the small man she was sure she would tower over if she stood up. He looked at her irritably and she saw his lips move, but never heard a word he said. She took off her headphones to find him ranting at her in Japanese.

"Oi…watch that tongue before you lose it old man." She had growled, knowing he understood her because he had stopped speaking. She had put her headphones back on and gone back to sleep. That is what had attracted some of her new 'friends'. Orihime, in particular, was completely clueless at how dangerous she really was and had tried making friends with her immediately. Tatsuki had asked her if she was interested in fighting, while some chick with glasses had tried to grope her.

That had not ended well. Being on equal grounds as far as chest size with Orihime, Rina was only slightly self-conscious about it. But she figured there was nothing she could do, so she might as well get used to them. When the obvious lesbian tried to grope her, she had broken the little hussy's wrist. When asked why she had done that, it was just the girl's way, Rina replied she despised being touched…in any way.

So here she was, standing in her mostly black attire, waiting for people who called themselves her friends. She kind of missed the cold steel of her chains against her exposed thigh. She forewent the chains today, however, because she hadn't felt like attaching them; so instead she had arm warmers. Her Skull-Candy headphones rested around her neck blasting out a remake of Beethoven's 5th Symphony and various other American remakes.

Orihime dragged the black haired girl up close with her and they started whispering excitedly. "Kurosaki-kun is having some friends over tonight. We're all invited…are you going to come, Rina-chan!?" Orihime looked really excited, but Rina couldn't understand why. Kurosaki Ichigo was a bone head in her opinion. He was so busy drooling over a girl that was taken he didn't notice that Orihime was in love with him.

"Kurosaki, huh? Will Chad-kun and Tatsuki-chan be going? What about Uryu-san?" Rina noticed the sad look on Orihime's face at the mention of the Quincy. Rina understood why. Despite her friends trying to hide who and what they were, Rina knew. Hell, she'd known the minute they'd introduced themselves. She had an immense spiritual awareness…something she and her sister shared.

"Ishida-san does not want to go if he will not have someone to talk to." the black haired girl, Rukia, answered. She looked at Rina, who smirked.

"You leave Ishida to me. Anyhow, it's about time I did something fun. I'll be bringing three with me, so don't pass out when I don't show up stag." Rina smiled and walked away. It was time she helped the Quincy get over Orihime.

Orihime and Rukia stood there stunned. Rina had never participated in any of the 'fun nights' their group had. Mainly because she detested Ichigo. Rukia could understand the feeling. Ichigo would not get over the fact that Rukia loved Renji and that Renji loved her back. Then a thought struck both of them. The looked at each other and at the same time said, "Wait…what's stag mean?"

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