hahahahA AS FAR AS I KNOW I'M THE FIRST PERSON TO WRITE A YUMICHIKAxOC PAIRING!!! if i am wrong please tell me. and give me a link to your story. I'd be happy to read it :) anyways...I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter One

"She looks new."

"Hey, we have a new girl!"

"Hai, and she looks like Kurosaki!"

A teenage girl walked through the outside area of the foreign area. It wasn't like she was new to the town; she lived there all her life, but she used to live on the other side of town. In Karakura South. She knew everyone where she lived, but this high school. Except for her cousin, she knew no one.

"I wonder what she's like…"

Voices corrupted her calm stride toward the large institution. Her confidence soon turning into anxiety, and apprehension. She hadn't seen her cousin yet, which worried her. She had no idea where she had to go. She only moved into her dad's house yesterday. She searched for him, for his dominant feature amongst the sea of students walking through the small hallways. She still hadn't seen him. 'Where is he?' She thought to herself. Always being easy to find, she was perplexed about everything.

"You're the new girl, aren't you?" The confused girl heard a feminine voice asked her. She turned her head and saw two girls her age. One had choppy chestnut hair, and deep brown eyes. The other was shorter and had light brown hair, being kept out of her face by two red bobby pins.

"What's your name?" The short one asked, in an attempt to be friendly.

The girl became shocked. 'They don't know who I am?' was the only thing running through her head. Everyone in her side of town knew who she was, or at least knew who she was related to. She responded,

"I'm Kurosaki Kusori, and you two are…?"

"Oh I'm Natsui Mahana! And this is…-" The girl with the choppy brown hair turned to her shorter friend

A look of fear was plastered on the petite girl's face. Anxiety shone through her eyes as if she were about to be attacked by some predator. Her piercing scream was heard through the quiet halls,

"KUROSAKI!?!"

"Umm. Yeah…" Kusori was befuddled with her expression to her last name.

"So, Kusori-san what classes do you have?" Mahana asked curiously.

"You can just call me Kusori, and I have room 1-3, but I have no clue where that is!" Kusori responded, slightly embarrassed.

"That's alright, let me see your schedule?" Kusori handed Mahana the small pink piece of paper that she held in her hand. The choppy hair looked at the room number, and tried to recall something.

"I know this number is familiar…" She thought harder. Where had she seen it before? Then, a light bulb struck in her head. She knew where she saw that number.

"I know! That's our class, isn't it Michiru?" She turned to the small girl.

"Yeah, and in that class is a guy with the scariest face you'll ever see!" Michiru said, as she got closer to Kusori, trying to warn her ahead of time.

"Oh really, who would that be?" She wanted to know the answer. Michiru took a deep breath before shuddering.

"Kurosaki Ichigo!"

Kusori had to laugh at this. His face wasn't that bad, but the thought that someone thought it was, was too much for her too bear.

"You've got to be kidding me!" She laughed. She found this quite amusing. "Kuro-Kurosaki, ICHIGO!?" She snickered, soon her laugh became a holler, and people walking through the hallways thought she might have been on drugs.

"No I'm being serious, the way his eyes look so cold. He's weird! Stay away from him!" Michiru added, sounding more urgent.

"Now, I can't really stay away from family, can I?"

Mahana was shocked and Michiru just held her breath, her face gone white in fear.

"Is he your brother?" Mahana asked again slightly curious. Michiru went whiter as her friend pondered aloud. The Kurosaki's auburn hair flew wildly as she laughed harder at the insinuation of Ichigo being her brother. Her eyes closed tightly as she swung her head into her hands, cradling it like a giant ripe watermelon. She stopped, but only briefly to say,

"No only cousins. Don't the eyes give it away?" Her eyes opened, the same dark auburn eyes that he had she also possessed. It was her favourite trait, and her most recognizable.

"They do…They're creeping me out!" Michiru said as she turned herself away from her new acquaintance. She was met by a slender raven-haired girl, a book practically glued into her hand. Her grasp on the book as if it would save her life if she were out at sea. Her black eyes bore holes into Michiru, and she turned away. Looking at Kusori, she suddenly thought that the girl's eyes in front of her weren't so bad.

"Who's this?" She inquired rudely, she was much to busy reading her book. Mahana was about to respond when Kusori went up to her. She took the book out of her hands, and walked away from the black haired girl. Michiru tried to get the book back from its captor, but Kusori held the book above her head. She knew it was good almost being 5'5". The raven girl looked angry at her, and the female Kurosaki replied.

"If you weren't too busy reading your floatation device you would know who I am, Ryou." The others were shocked. Ryou looked at her with a wash of confusion on her face.

"You seem egotistical and stupid, you remind me of Kurosaki Ichigo…" Ryou said what she thought, and Kusori wouldn't stand for being insulted like that.

"Well, that's a good thing that I remind you of Ichigo. It'd be a little wrong if I didn't act slightly like my own cousin…Kunieda." Ryou was upset with this new girl, she was practically walking all over her.

"And food for thought, it's a fairly stupid idea to write your name on the front of the book…It'd make much more sense to write it inside the front cover." And with that, she left.

Kusori continued to walk. She didn't care whom she insulted, or what affect it had on her. She just wanted to get these classes over with. After all, she was the new girl…she'd be going through a horribly boring interrogation all day. She hated being asked questions. Even though she didn't mind answering some of them, she just didn't want to have to answer questions that were pointless or were already answered. It was a huge waste of time.

She soon walked her way to find the classroom on her own. 'So much for Mahana and Michiru,' she thought. About to walk into the classroom, she sighed deeply. Inhaling as much air as she could to settle her nerves. "Let's start the questioning, your Honour…" she whispered to herself. With her eyes closed, she took one step forward. Her new life began here, better make the most of it.

"You're the new kid!" A deep voice shouted at her. She midway taking her small step, and the hyper-active voice startled her, causing her head to jerk robotically and fall onto the ground.

"Nante koto da…(Jesus!) That hurt!" Kusori said as she looked up to her disturber. He was a tall boy with choppy mahogany hair, and his eyes matched them perfectly. His hand was in front of her face, in a kind gesture of assistance. Grateful, she took the person's hand, and was pulled up by him. He said,

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare ya like that." He scratched the back of his head, bowing his head slightly to her. She nodded back, and accepted his apology. He started again,

"What's your name, newbie?" he asked jubilantly

"Kurosaki Ku-" the tall boy beside her shouted into the classroom, cutting her off.

"Oi! Ichigo! I found your cousin!" He had said just as happy. Kusori was relieved.

"Is he in there?" She asked confused. The boy just stared at her and said,

"Ya don't worry about it. Oh, my name is Asano Kei-" another boy came, much taller than him, and hit him in the head with a textbook from his own hand.

"I knew she was here, baka. No need to shout!" The boy said, his short orange hair was noticeable from any distance. She had found him.

"Hello Ichigo. It's been a while." Smile seen on her face, and heard in her voice.

"Ya, what are you doing here? I thought you were with Usori-chan…"

She shrugged. "She eloped again, and I lost count of all her husbands, so I'm living with dad now."

"Oh, so how's the little 'brat' doing?" he smirked, she glared at him.

"Hoshimaru is just fine. And how are the twin witches?" She actually liked Karin. She reminded her of a girly Ichigo.

"On and off battles, but still getting along…anyways," He said scratching his head.

'Is that all these guys do anymore? Scratch their heads, so they come up with something to say?'

"My name is Asano Keigo!" the other boy said. Looks like he was alright from the blow. Kusori looked at him, and nodded. She turned back to her stubborn cousin and asked,

"Friend of yours?"

"Not really, I just keep him around."

"Hey Ichigo! That wasn't very nice! Of course we're friends, Kusori-chan! Don't listen to him!"

Both Kurosaki's laughed at the teenager, who was attempting a poor job of convincing everyone they were friends. Each of them laughed harder, when suddenly a cold sensation ran through her veins. Kusori looked around shocked, she only saw Keigo and her cousin still laughing. Was she the only one who felt this way? It was moving closer. What was it? What was going on? Why was she the only one feeling like this? 'Am I going insane?' she asked herself. She began to hear footsteps in her mind. Thinking her conscience was playing tricks on her, she ignored it. The footsteps got louder, much to her dismay. They ran in her brain like a church bell on Sunday (do churches have bells anymore?). Dark orange orbs searched their surroundings for any foreign objects. Scanning the hallway closely, a chipper voice popped into her head.

"Oh, hello Kegio. I didn't know you were here already." Kusori look at her suspiciously.

Her purple gaze landed on her brown haired boy gracefully. She seemed happy to see him, at least appeared to be happy. 4'4" she was quite short, and a tad on the skinny side. Her eyes danced as Keigo complimented her, and she swooned slightly in embarrassment. Yup. She was just like the rest of those god damned Mary-Sue wannabees. Her eyes turned a slight darker shade as she turned to Kusori. Afraid of what would happen, Kusori placed her hands on her stomach and laughed nervously. The short girl turned to Ichigo, and said in a happy tone.

"Ichigo-kun, who is she?" She tried to hide in a genuine laugh. 'Ichigo-kun…' No one dared to call him that!

"She's Kusori, my cousin…" he continued because Rukia seemed confused. "She's new here."

"Oh, well hello there Kusori, my name is Kuchiki Rukia." She grabbed her hand and shook it gratefully. Kusori gave her life-story, or so it seemed to her, and she was about to get to the reason why she came here, when a loud buzzing came from a speaker in the wall.

"Saved by the bell." She said to herself. Unaware, that Rukia was right beside her, dragging her into the drab classroom. We'll be late, she said.

"Right, let's just get this over with…" Some of her Kurosaki blood surfacing.

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It had been a long day; the sun was still in the cloudy sky. The average height of a girl walked through a desolate street way. It was silent, with only the small wind being heard. 'It's pretty quiet out here…' Kusori thought, turning her head to the left of her. She could have sworn she heard someone shout gleefully.

"Why does dad have to live in such an empty part of town!?"

"What's wrong Miss? Are you lost?" a childlike voice asked, Kusori looked everywhere, but didn't see anything. The child whispered to her with a toothy giggle,

"Look up!"

She did what she had been asked, and was astounded with what she saw. A small 7-year-old boy hovered above her head, with a smile plastered onto his face. A joyful gleam stayed prominent in his eyes. She began to gaze downward in confusion it was just a kid. Just a kid. A kid, that was floating above her head!?

"Are you alright Miss?" The little boy asked again, worry tangled in his voice.

"My name is Tonante Minoru…what's yours?"

"Kurosaki Kusori"

"It's nice to meet you! You know, it's been a while since someone was able to see me."

"It has?"

"Yeah! I'm a ghost! Didn't you know?"

"I kinda guessed, but is it a good thing I can see you?"

"Oh yeah. Now we can be friends!"

She smiled. He was a cute little kid.

"Can I call you Onee-chan?"

"Of course, whatever you'd like." She hesitated.

"Ok Onee-chan. Where are you going?"

Kusori was walking. Not away from him, but toward her house. It was almost time for dinner.

"I'm going home, I need to eat." As if on queue, her stomach had its way, grumbling into the quiet street.

"Oh ok, can I come? I'll be quiet. I swear!" He stated as his new friend gave him a quizzical look. She sighed,

"Fine. But only if you're super-duper quiet!" She said, as she brought her finger to her mouth, silencing herself as a gesture.

"Yup." His smile was so bright.

Kusori smiled and began to walk to her little house. The street way getting less noisy as they left. She pointed in front of them.

"Come on, it's this way."

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"Well thank you for dinner dad, it was delish, as always." Kusori complimented the food that was placed in front of her. She had already eaten it.

"Anytime, my little angel." That was her nickname. She glared at the mature man and he smiled, he turned to a young boy, and he smiled back. They both loved to get under her skin.

"I'm tired…" the boy yawned through his yawn.

"I'll take you up to your room, Hoshi-kun!"

"I'm old enough to take myself up!"

"Nonsense, I'll come with you!"

"Goodnight!"

"See you in the morning dad."

She took her brother by the arm, and begun to walk up the stairs. In retaliation, he said,

"I really don't need you to take me to bed. I'm not a baby anymore." He looked away.

"I know, Hoshi-kun. I just didn't want to hear dad ramble on about his non-existent love life."

"True…Hey!"

He had just caught on to his nickname. His real name was Hoshimaru, but she called him Hoshi-kun. She laughed at his slowness, and took him to his room. They bade their farewells, and she walked into her own room. The darkness welcomed her as she opened her sturdy door. As if gravity willed it to, she closed the door, and fell onto her bed. It was 7:46. It was still light out, but the sun was making a quick descent. Soon the town of Karakura would be shrouded in a blanket of black. Unable to make herself fall asleep, an idea popped into her head. A short stroll would help relax her.

"Dad, I'm going for a walk." She called from the top of the stairs. Her dad, being overprotective, retaliated,

"This late? What if you get hurt?"

"I'll be fine, it's not that dark out yet."

"Fine," he sighed in defeat "but pick up some chips on your way."

"Alright" she said. That's not too hard…

He reached into his pocket and handed her 200 yen. She grabbed the yen and placed it into her own pocket. Her father smiled down on her, then wrapped his arms around her pulling her into a bear hug. He told her not to take too long. She laughed. Somehow, she got out of his arms and began to walk out the door. The crisp air of the night greeted her as she stepped silently down the driveway of her home.

It was quiet tonight, just like it always was. It didn't bug her, bug couldn't there even be one dog barking? Maybe it was too much to ask.

But then again…

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Minutes later, and she had walked out of a convenience store with a bag of chips, and a slushie. She had her own money to buy that. Walking down the street, she realized. It was quiet when she entered the artificially lit store, but now, noise was growing. The dogs howled. The cats shrieked. Both were desperate, like a warning. A warning. Warning….

"No! Get away from me!" a voice shouted into the heavens. She knew the voice. It was her friend.

"Minoru…" She whispered into the darkness, as if it would answer her. Confused and worried, she shouted into the starlit sky.

"Minoru! Minoru, where are you? Answer me!"

She ran, but not away like she had did before. She ran to him. She didn't know where he was, but she sensed him. And his attacker. Soon she came to an open road. The street was empty, and she saw a small boy weeping out of pain through his red hair.

"Minoru, are you-" she was cut off. By him.

"Well, who's this?" A deep, powerful voice questioned.

"Onee-chan! Run! Now!"

She saw her friend, and something else. Whatever it was, it was black. Like a big black blob of ink. Hard white cones shot out of its neck, she assumed it was bone. Its face was made out of the same material, but blood permanently stained its eyes and mouth.

"I'll have fun eating her"

"Onee-chan! Go!"

She stood her ground, and looked up at the black monster in front of her. He grinned maliciously.

"Oh a feisty one, with some strength, I will have fun."

"Onee-chan! Please…"

"No, I am staying Minoru, and that's final."

"She can see us too? Oi girl! Are you a shinigami?"

She turned her head to the black thing and it laughed harshly.

"It'd be too bad if you were, I'd have to kill you all the sooner."

Her eyes widened in horror. Kill…? Was that thing serious? Would it actually kill her? Was this the end?

Out of nowhere, her eyes shut, and blood splattered in each direction. When she opened her eyes, she screamed torturously. That bastard had punctured her leg with his arm. Blood gushed out of the wound. Flowing onto the dirty ground. A pool of crimson blood engulfed her leg. Weakly she put her hand on the ground in an attempt to stand up, but it was in vain.

'Why can't I move?!'

The beast she called bastard smirked cruelly.

"When I stabbed you, I released my body's poisonous blood into your blood stream. You should have paralysis right about now." It laughed.

'That bastard!' she mentally screamed. Whatever it was he stabbed her with was flowing through her body. She was becoming paralyzed, but it wasn't so bad. She couldn't move from her waist-down. That was good, she could still punch.

"Now it'll be all over shortly." The thing said again. A hungry smile was plastered on its face and it had a gluttonous look in its eyes. About to devour its prey. Bad thing was, the prey couldn't move her legs. It flew at her, and she began to panic. There was nothing for her to do. In her desperation, she closed her eyes and waited for her demise.

Blood splattered on the ground, a horrendous cry pierced the bright stars in the silent night sky. She frightfully opened her orange orbs to find that the blood that layed drying on her cheek wasn't her's. She was covered by darkness, and she didn't know why. Looking up she saw black robes and an orange arm band. Someone had saved her, and struck the monster.

But who…?

Metal clashed against hard bone as the light from the moon shone above them all. She was safe, for the time being, and she still couldn't move! What a bummer. Just as the monster recoiled, her savior's voice spoke. It sounded serious but also a bit bored. His purple eyes glinted in the moon's retracted rays.

"I usually love faces that are plastered with a look of desperation and defeat, but not right now."

so ya...ummm...LOL laura! i love how i mentioned you in the first part! anyways...yaa anyways...it was soooo hard to think of a title, and even the one I came up with at the end is jusr plain GAAAY!!! it is MAAN!

anyways...exams are coming up soon, but this week is even better! CULMINATING!!! WOOT!!! I HATE THEM SOOOOOO MUCH! I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL SCHOOL IS OVER!! so yeah...read the next chappie, keep posted, and warn me of any spelling mistakes via review!

ja ne everyone! ♥