Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach since I am writing fanfictions instead of enjoying a nice vacation on a yacht somewhere in the Caribbean. XD
My name is Kita Amigawa, I'm 17 years old. I live in Karakura Town, a small town in Northern Japan. I live in this giant house all by myself, my parents left it for me when they died 5 years ago. I lived with my grandfather after their accident until he passed away 2 years ago. I moved into my parents' house and have been on my own ever since. I guess you could say I'm rich but I'm not; technically I am because I inherited all my parents' fortune, I have more money than I could ever imagine using. That's just it though; I hardly ever touch their money. I work a part time job to pay my bills, I wear nice, good clothes but they are cheap clothes. I have a small 32' inch screen TV that I use instead of the 90' in TV's that are in five of the rooms in my house. I don't own an expensive car, I don't own one at all; I walk or take the bus everywhere. People always think I'm like them until they see my house, but the house is my parents; I it's exactly like it was the day they died, in all it's extravagance, I haven't changed anything but my own bedroom. I don't really care what people think of me, but I rather they think I'm normal than the stereo-typical rich snob. I'm not a trust fund baby or an inheritance moocher; I work for my money and my stuff.
Anyway, wait till you hear this. Boy, don't I have a story for you. I go to school with a group of kids; Uryu Ishida, Orihime Inoue, Sado 'Chad' Yatsutora, Ichigo Kurosaki, and Rukia Kuchiki. Chad and I are really good friends, we've helped each other out in a bind. Orihime ain't bad; she's a really nice girl. Uryu on the other hand is a prick and that's just being nice, but we get along well enough to be polite to the other. Ichigo, man, he makes my skin crawl. Not in a good way either. It's like when you are watching a scary movie by yourself in the dark and you get this sudden unease and apprehension. Next thing you know you're hitting the ceiling because some small sound scares the shit out of you. Yeah, it's a lot like that, only it's not so much him that scares me as to what's around him that does. Spirits, ghosts, the dead, the un-departed, whatever you want to call them, I've been able to see them for as long as I can remember…even if I can't remember that far back. Rukia however, is his little sidekick. Tho she's kinda feisty so maybe he's the sidekick. No matter where they are, there is ALWAYS something with them that isn't normal.
This one time I was walking home and took a shortcut thru the woods. I heard something that sounded like fighting and a roar of some kind so I checked it out. Rukia was standing with Ichigo by some trees on the edge of a nearby clearing, but another Ichigo was fighting this humongous creature. I watched for awhile, Ichigo ended up killing the thing I guess because it disintegrated away. The Ichigo that was fighting walked over to Rukia and it looked like he entered the Ichigo that had stayed with Rukia. No joke, like spiritual possession type thing. He spit something out of his mouth after a second and handed it to Rukia. It seemed like the 'Spirit Ichigo' had control of the 'Physical Ichigo'. Rukia dropped whatever Ichigo had given her into the mouth of a stuffed animal that she was holding. Immediately, the thing came to life, started moving and talking on it's own. I left it at that and rushed back home. I would have thought I was crazy except for the fact that that was not the first time I had witnessed something like that. I had seen monsters like that before, over the past 3 years I had seen hundreds of them but I don't really recall seeing them before that. Something nagged at me tho, like I wasn't looking at the right memories.
Speaking of memories, there's something I should probably tell you. I don't really remember anything of my life before 6 years ago, barely anything before my parents' deaths. My grandfather used to say that I was an old soul in a young body, it always seemed to ring true in my ears. It sounded right to my brain but I can't figure out why I ever agreed with a senile old man like him. In fact, I have no memories of my grandfather before the day I moved in with him.
One more important thing and then I'll tell you the story. I have a vivid imagination, I dream up all kinds of wacky things; like people dressed in all black fighting these evil creatures, I think that's just influenced by seeing Ichigo and the stories Chad tells me. Sometimes the people go to school in some elite academy that teaches sword fighting and magic. Or I'll dream about this young boy and girl. They are best friends who grew up with each other in the same rough neighborhood and went to the same academy together. They even joined the some kind of military with each other. I never see her in my dreams tho, it's always like I'm seeing the dream from her eyes; living it from her character. Oh, man, you probably think I'm crazy. I'm not tho, just listen up ok? I'll prove that I'm sane.
AN: I have been writing fanfictions for a while now, but this is the first one I have ever posted. Review please and let me know what you think. If you hate the story, then DON'T READ IT ANYMORE. Just don't review and tell me that you hate it, cause I really don't care. I would appreciate positive feedback and constructive criticism. Thank you all a bunch!
~Sincerely, Blissful Insanity~