AN: Alright, a quick idea that I'll expand even more if I get at least one review. Hope you all enjoy, and just a note, I won't be following canon, and there will be some weird parts. Characters may act O.C, and I'll try to keep them into their usual character, though no promises. Hope you enjoy, starts off from the very beginning of Bleach.
~Maito
"You fool!" a raven-haired girl yelled, her black cloak swishing in the wind as she chased after the orange-haired boy, drawing her Zanpakuto, readying to fight.
The boy just ignored her, jumping through the hole in the wall of his home, directly into the path of the hollow. 'You want me? Fine, I'll kill you with my bare hands!' Ichigo thought, stepping into a martial arts stance. "Come and get me, you sick son of a bitch!" Ichigo yelled, his anger flaring as his school jacket started flying up around him as a blue glow came about him. The hollow howled in excitement, charging faster. Ichigo dodged a swing from the hollow's arm, jumping high above the hollow and bringing a reiatsu empowered kick down on it's back, it screaming as it's spine was crushed.
"What the hell?" Rukia yelled, having watched the whole thing from the hole in the wall.
"What the hell are you waiting for?! Kill it!" Ichigo yelled, jumping off the back as it swung at him while standing up. Rukia shook her head, charging forward with her sword raised.
"Distract it!" Rukia yelled, Ichigo nodding as he charged towards its knee. He jumped, sending a leaping kick at it's knee, cracking the joint. He stood up, just in time to be slammed across the torso, being sent backwards into the telephone pole. It cracked, but Ichigo stood up, groaning in pain. He watched, his vision a bit blurry, as Rukia sliced through the hollow, killing it.
"Was that thing a hollow?" Ichigo asked, stumbling over to Rukia, the left side of his face covered in blood.
"Yes. Tell me, how did you manage to do that, human?" Rukia asked, curious. Ichigo just shook his head, confused.
"Do what? All I did was throw a few kicks," Ichigo said, shrugging it off.
"Yes, well you did just jump 15 feet into the air," Rukia replied, curiosity still filling her.
"Who knows? With everything that has happened today, I'm not sure if anything would surprise me at this point," Ichigo replied, walking over to Karin and checking for a pulse.
"You are an odd one, that's for sure. First, you're able to hit me, next, you break through a Kido with sheer willpower, and now, you just kicked a hollow twice, causing it severe pain. Humans sure are a weird bunch," Rukia replied, the last part was barely a whisper.
"So, we never formally introduced ourselves. My name is Ichigo Kurosaki, what's yours?" Ichigo asked, hefting his sister onto his back.
"My name is Rukia Kuchiki," Rukia said, sheathing her sword with a click.
"Nice to meet you, now can you go check on Yuzu? I have to get old Goat-chin up to check on them," Ichigo said, walking up the stairs.
"Umm, who's goat-chin?" Rukia asked, confused, her mind creating images of a human with a goat's chin.
"My dad, I just call him that because of the stubble he has on his chin," Ichigo replied, kicking the door open to his father's room, Rukia having followed him up.
"Oi, shouldn't you knock first Ichi- Shinigami," Isshin said, whispering the last part.
"You can see me too?" Rukia asked, sighing, but then the whispered part came to mind. "Wait, how do you know that I'm a Shinigami?" Rukia asked, Isshin cursing under his breath.
"Goat-chin, are you going to answer? Or are you going to explain after Karin is checked out?" Ichigo asked, directing the man's attention to his daughter.
"I'll explain later. Set Karin down so I can check on her," Isshin said, getting up from his bed and turning on the lights. Ichigo complied, setting Karin down as Rukia left to get Yuzu. Isshin checked her over, sighing in relief. Rukia walked in with Yuzu on her back, setting her down next to Karin and the man repeated the process.
"So, are you going to explain Mr. Kurosaki?" Rukia asked, eager to know.
"Well, I guess it's a bit hard to explain. I lost my powers about twenty years ago, Urahara-san gave me a gigai that aged, and that's pretty much it, other than the fact that I'm regaining my old powers slowly," Isshin said gaining a nod from Rukia and Ichigo.
"But what division and rank?" Rukia asked, curious.
"Well, I'm former captain of the 10th division," Isshin said, shocking Rukia. Ichigo stared on, trying to comprehend what was just said.
"You're a former captain? But how'd you lose your powers?" Rukia asked, confused. Ichigo just shook his head, thinking he'd figure it out later.
"Well now, that's a story for another day," Isshin said, slowly returning to his act as goofy father.
"Oh, dad, there's a hole in the living room wall," Ichigo said, walking out of the room before his dad could react.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" Isshin yelled, angered that Ichigo didn't even bother to stay. Rukia slowly backed out the door, figuring it best to leave. She flash-stepped away, getting to a safe spot and sitting against a tree in the nearby park, pulling out her Soul Society phone. She dialed a number quick and put the phone up to her ear, listening as the other line kept ringing.
"Hello?" a voice asked over the line.
"This is Rukia Kuchiki. We have a slight problem here in Karakura town," Rukia said, continuing on to explain what had just happened.
"So, you're saying that the Kurosaki-taichou's boy has an immense spiritual power? You're right, this is a problem, as it will attract more and more hollows. However, there is also the matter of that if he can't learn to control his spiritual power, he could cause others around him to become more, umm, spiritual, for lack of better words. Keep an eye on him, and we'll send a gigai to you as soon as possible," the voice said, going into a coughing fit.
"Hai, Ukitake-taichou," Rukia said, closing the phone as she stood back up. She brushed off some dirt from her clothes and headed back out, patrolling Karakura town.
Back at the Kurosaki Household
"C'mon Goat-chin, let's throw a tarp over the wall and get to bed. I have school tomorrow," Ichigo groaned, his dad ignoring his comments.
"Ichigo, go to bed. I'll finish up here, and then tomorrow after you're home, I'll explain it all to you and your sisters. I'm sorry, but I never told you about that for your own safety," Isshin said, surprising Ichigo with his weird personality. It was as if his goofy father was a fake, though at this point, it was probably the truth.
"Fine, see you in the morning," Ichigo said, walking upstairs and checking on his sister's quick, then heading to his own bed. Why can't my life just be normal? I hope I never have to see a Shinigami again till I'm dead, unless of course it's old Goat-chin. Maybe if I go to sleep and wake up, I'll realize that this was all just a dream, and nothing will be out of the ordinary, Ichigo thought, drifting off into a well needed sleep.
7:30 A.M., the next day
"GOOD MORNING ICHIGO!" Isshin yelled, kicking Ichigo's bedroom door in, jumping into a flying kick aimed at the prone form of his son. Ichigo disappeared suddenly, reappearing on the floor.
"Not in the god damned mood today, goat-chin," Ichigo said, watching as his dad flew over the bed and into the wall.
"Oh, Masaki, our son does not love us. What should I do?" Isshin asked to no one in particular, falling to his knees dramatically.
"Shut it, dad, it's too early," Ichigo said, kicking his father out of his room and shutting the door. He changed quickly, grabbing his bag and left, ignoring Yuzu's protests that he have breakfast first.
"Oh, hello there, Ichigo-san," Rukia's voice came, causing him to jump. He turned to see the midget in the school uniform and frowned.
"Why are you following me? And why are you dressed in my school's uniform?" Ichigo asked, hoping it wasn't the reason he was thinking.
"Well, I'm a new transfer student," Oh great. Lemme guess, she's in class 1-3 too,' Ichigo thought.
"Wait, wait. Let me guess, you just happen to also be in class 1-3 too, aren't you?" Ichigo asked, receiving a nod.
"Yep. After school, we're going to see a friend of mine to take care of your problem," Rukia said, hinting to his reiatsu.
"I'm not going anywhere with you! My life is already weird as it is, I don't need you to help it get even weirder!" Ichigo yelled, running off. HE was surprised when Rukia suddenly appeared in front of him, stopping him dead in his tracks.
"Unfortunately, you don't have a choice," Rukia said, an evil tone filling her voice.
"Hell no, damned midget. You can't force me to do anything!" Ichigo yelled stubbornly, walking around the raven-haired girl.
"Well, we'll see about that," Rukia said, pulling out a red glove and slipping it onto her right hand. She charged at the boy, readying a slap with the gloved hand and swung, expecting to see Ichigo's soul to come out of his body. Instead, her slap was blocked by a bluish shield.
"Leave me alone, goddammit!" Ichigo yelled, blue reiatsu pouring out of his body and shoving the midget back, surprising her. Before she could even react, Ichigo disappeared. Her phone beeped and she groaned, aggravated and confused.
At Karakura high school
Ichigo walked in slowly, still annoyed at the current situation, and a blue glow accompanying his figure as he walked into the school. Everybody that came near him quickly backed off, feeling the annoyance clearly.
"Kurosaki-san, could we please speak away from prying ears?" a voice said, and he turned, finding a teenager his age with a pair of glasses and long black hair. He wore the standard Karakura high uniform, but he had added a blue cross to the shirt.
"You're not with Rukia Kuchiki, are you?" Ichigo growled, suspicion filling his voice. The boy just shook his head, having never heard of the name before. "Fine." They walked in silence to the roof, closing the door behind them.
"You're obviously aware that you have reiatsu, that much is obvious, however, I want to know. Are you a Shinigami?" the boy asked, stepping away from the boy. He smirked as he heard Ichigo growl at the word.
"Why the hell would I be one of them? That damned midget Rukia is, and all she wants to do is take me to see somebody about this damned reiatsu of mine," Ichigo replied, receiving an understanding nod.
"Well then, let me introduce myself. My name is Uryuu Ishida," Uryuu said, outstretching his hand for a shake. Ichigo looked wary, but shook the man's hand anyways.
"So, do you know what a quincy is?" Ishida asked, and continued on to explain it to Ichigo, who just listened. After Uryuu finished, Ichigo looked like he had dazed out. So, do you want to become a Quincy?" Ishida asked, Ichigo looking confused.
"I thought that Quincy were born from a single family," Ichigo replied, running over the facts.
"Yes, well that is presumed, however, it was not proven. In the history of the Quincy, it is only said that Quincy were spiritually aware humans, and as being so, it was never specifically stated that us Quincy were all from the same family tree," Uryuu replied, gaining a nod from Ichigo.
"Fine, I'll do it. I'll be a Quincy, to protect my family and my friends," Ichigo said, having calmed down from his earlier annoyance.
"We must not let this Rukia person know," Uryuu said, Ichigo nodding in agreement.
"Let me know what?" a female voice came, and Uryuu turned, a devious smirk on his face.
"Oh, nothing, Ichigo here was explaining how you seemed to have been stalking him earlier and he was annoyed though I have calmed him down a bit," Ishida lied, quite well actually.
"Sure, quincy, and that whole history of your kind was just to give Ichigo a history lesson," Rukia sneered, popping a soul candy and coming out of her gigai, unsheathing her Zanpakuto.
"No. Rukia, he has given me a way to protect, and if we could find a way where these weapons called spirit bows would do similar things to souls like the Zanpakuto, then this wouldn't be a problem. Ishida-san's grandfather was actually trying to work together with the Shinigami, and, I have to admit. It wasn't a bad idea. But, when I'm trained as a Quincy and you try to start a fight, I will kill you, and anyone that tries to help you kill us," Ichigo said, giving a scowl at the last part. Uryuu nearly laughed his ass off at Rukia's reaction as she walked away, but had enough composure to just smirk.
"So, we'd better get going, or else Ochi-sensei will have our heads," Uryuu said, Ichigo nodding in agreement. Goat-chin, I have to live up to what my name means, even if that means I go against you and Soul Society, Ichigo thought, keeping his scowl up as he and Ishida walked down the steps towards class.
AN: Alright, I know that technically, somebody can't become a quincy if they weren't born one, but it was never actually stated, and also, the idea just popped into my head while writing this story, and I kind of like the idea. Ichigo as a quincy, that seems like an interesting concept, though most probably won't agree. Well, hope you enjoyed, and don't forget to give your opinion please. Oh, and also, voice your vote of who Ichigo should be paired with.
~Maito