A/N: Hi I needed to fix things I'm sorry, I should have read this over first, I promise I'll do so from now on, I have wanted to do this story for a while. I really wanna know what you guy's and gal's think, and know that you are interested in what's happening. please review, AGM

The night's sky was calm with the shining of the stars, a black shrouded female figure rested on a lamp post looming over Karakura town. She pulled out a folded paper, looking it over before looking to the town once more.

'I can feel it here, a enormous amount of Spiritual energy, but I cant pinpoint it.' The Figure leap forth into the town and faded into the night as she couldn't get this nagging sensation to leave her about the energy. She hoped the next night would give more answers as she was becoming more and more confused. She looked to the horizon as the trickle's of sunlight started to come up.

Chapter One: Death, Strawberry's and Deja vu

The day's sunlight began setting upon the town, the bustle of the city and the cars through the suburbs there seemed to be a peaceful silence. Short lived however by the sound of someone's face being pounded into the street.

Several street punks were watching on in shock as their apparent leader was tripped off his skateboard before being close lined. Before he could respond how ever his face was stomped hard into the pavement, showcasing how thickheaded the punk is. The stamper was Ichigo Kurosaki, a high school student who could see ghosts along with one of his best friends Daichi Himura.

"Having fun Ichigo?" The dark brunette haired fifth teen year old said followed by a chuckled as he watched beat up the punks. He picked up the small vase that had been knocked over. He adjusted the flowers so they were nicely placed.

"You think this is funny brat?!" one of the punk's said as he grabbed the smiling Daichi's collar.

"Nope just your face." He replied without missing a beat. The now pissed off punk threw a punch at the brunette's face, only to smash his hand into the traffic pole behind the brunette's head.

" Are you okay? you seemed to hit that pretty hard." Said from the cocked head of the brunette. Using the punks hand as a distraction, he slipped out of the of his collar. The punk was sent into a rage by this as he started taking wild swing's to hit the teen. Daichi merely kept moving out of the way, till he crouched down as a kick was sent over him hard into the punk's face by Ichigo. The other ones which Ichigo had been dealing with before had already run off with their tails between their legs, now joined by one with a broken nose.

"You could have helped out you know." the carrot topped strawberry said as he scrapped any remnant's of idiot off his shoe.

"Oh, I didn't want to get in the way of your fun." Daichi replied with a goofy smile before getting a hard smack on his head from Ichigo. "So cruel...The pain." He said in mock hurt before regaining his smile as the two of them turned to the spiritual form of a young girl. She was giving small giggle's at the two's antic's.

"Thank you both, perhaps now I can finally rest in peace." She gave a soft smile getting the two teens to smile in return.

"I need to head home, Yuzu told me to tell ya that she's making Sukiyaki tonight." Ichigo said as he headed out, giving Daichi a mock wave.

"I'll be there a little late, I promised her to pick up some ice creme." He waved his friend off before he crouched down to the young girl's spirit. He gave her a warm smile as he ruffled her hair, surprising her. " I wish you happiness in the next life." The young girl smiled before a blue light lit up around her as she slowly sunk into the ground with a look of bliss. As he stood a black butterfly fluttered away from where the girl was before.

Daichi Himura had been able to see ghost's for as long as he could remember, much like his childhood friend Ichigo Kurosaki. But unlike Ichigo he was able to help them pass on. He didn't know how he did it, beside's what felt like instinct. He even though Ichigo wasn't too much of a sourpuss, the two were slightly seen as opposite's. Ichigo being most of the time serious, while Daichi was most of the time laid back. He lived by himself as he didn't know who his parent's were, the closest he probably saw were the Kurosaki's. He had been raised like their son since he was left with them. After Misaki had died He requested to live on his own not wanting to be a extra burden to Isshin. Isshin allowed him under the agreement that he came by everyday for breakfast. Daichi had been surprised by how fast Isshin agreed, he told him it was due to the account that had been left in his name. It had been ever since he was left with the Kurosaki's. One of his most notable feature's were his bright green eye's, another was his birthmark that went from the middle of his right hand to the middle of his forearm. He often kept if covered in a wrapped bandage.

He let out a yawn as he headed off. It was a quiet evening with not much going on before Daichi noticed something. It was what looked like a small mom and pop shop. He decided to walk in seeing the sign said open, He saw that there was no-one there. He was about to leave when he heard something.

'Daichi.' He froze as he looked around as he swore he heard a woman's voice. He walked in more as he heard the voice get louder. He saw a wooden trunk as if he was drawn to it, his hand started to lift up the edge of the lid. 'Daichi, Daichi pick me up, hold me clo-' A hand slammed down hard on the top of the trunk slamming it and snapping the brunette out of his daze. He looked up to the concerned expression of a blonde hat wearing man.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to I-" The man put his hand up as a small smile grew on his lips.

"It's fine, but please be more careful." He placed a blanket over the trunk, the voice now gone as Daichi nodded as he left the shop. He looked back and saw the name.

'Urahara'

It had gotten much later as night had fallen with the stars peeking through the sky. Daichi after a fierce battle with the self service machine made his way to the Kurosaki clinic. He was around the corner as he suddenly felt a odd pressure encompass the area, when all of a sudden he heard a curling howl followed by a loud crash. He broke into a sprint to get there faster till he could see several block's down the street his eye's widening in shock.

It was a huge creature taller than the house's, with long limb's and two distinct feature's. A perfectly circular hole in the center of it's chest and bone like mask that looked as if it were part of it's face. He heard a scream as he looked at what the creature was holding as he saw it was Yuzu in it's grasp. As he ran down the street and getting closer he saw Ichigo had run out of the building with a crutch was quickly swatted away by it. The beast momentarily distracted by Ichigo, a black haired woman came leaping out from the house and cut it's arm making it drop Yuzu from it's grip. Ichigo up again and moving in fast to catch his sister.

"Yuzu, come on, wake up, Yuzu!" Ichigo yelled as Daichi heard him down the street. He gently set Yuzu down and angrily, ran into the monster's path not noticing Daichi was about to yell out to him. He shouted at the creature come at him and could do nothing as the masked beast charged it's jaw's open ready to bite him in half. Daichi was running as fast as he could as everything seemed to move in slow motion, as he saw the woman in black step in way of the charging monster. At that moment his and the woman's eyes widened at him running toward them from behind the beast. Daichi didn't stop running as the woman was bitten down on, as he saw her face the back of his mind seemed to buzz but ignored it as he gave a running leap up its back before sending a hard kick right into the monster's eye socket.

"Get...OFF!" He yelled as his foot made contact with it's eye and his other having hit it's mask like face hard making a crack as he kicked off from it. He pulled the woman from it's now opened jaws as she made a gash at it's face with her sword. It roared out in pain before disappearing and seemingly back off for a moment. The brunette set her down gently by a lamp post before looking over her injuries. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he tried to calm down.

"Daichi?!" Ichigo yelled out as he ran over. The woman looked up at the brunette after hearing the name, she seemed to flinch for a moment before brushing it off.

"You fool...did you really think that hollow would just leave your family alone if you gave yourself up." She gave Ichigo a glare as she held her side. "Hollows are never satisfied, even with your high spiritual energy, it'd just want more." The young woman looked to the hollow before looking back to Daichi, before focusing on Ichigo. "You want to save your family?" She moved her katana to point at Ichigo. "You must become a Soul Reaper, and plunge this Zanpakto into your very soul."

"Then give me that sword, soul reaper." Daichi watched as Ichigo grasped the blade pointing the tip toward his heart.

"My name is Rukia Kuchiki." Daichi watched on in amazement as he saw ribbon's flare into existence around them, the other two not seeming to notice them. The one's around Rukia being mainly red with some white, as he looked to Ichigo who's were white but noticed that some were red. His focus back on the sword as Rukia's red ribbon's seemed to curl around it right before the blade was thrust into Ichigo.

In a flash of light and sound the hollow again charged toward them, only to be pushed back as it found it's arm gone. Behind it was Ichigo with a Massive sword,and the hollow's arm behind him. It looked at him in surprise and anger, before it turned back to the now powered down Rukia and Daichi. It considered for a moment to attack them only to be frozen by a sudden focus of spiritual pressure aimed at it from both Ichigo and Daichi's glares. The latter had picked up the injured Rukia, much to her slight embarrassment as he glared at the masked hollow. Daichi himself felt an odd confidence looking at the hollow with as much concern as a pest.

" Oi, ugly!" Ichigo yelled making the hollow face him as he leaped and brought the massive sword down hard, splitting it's mask in half as it dissolved into nothing. He looked toward the other two with a big victorious smirk before passing out right on his face. Daichi walked over to Ichigo before setting Rukia down and plopped down himself before letting out a shaky laughing breath he had been holding. Rukia watched as he let out a full laugh as he looked up at the night's sky.

"That was...wow." He let out a big sigh before he quickly sat up. "By the way, my name is Daichi Himura." He held out his hand as Rukia seemed to flinch again, this time much more visible. He retracted his at that feeling he was being too forward only to have his hand grabbed by her as she looked at his wrapped right hand. She then quickly shook his as he noticed a small blush dusting her cheek's.

"It's very nice to meet you." Before he had a chance to ask her if something was wrong he then felt something poke his head as everything he saw was white, all he seemed to see were blurry figures as he tried to move closer to them only for them to disappear.

He sat up finding himself in his bed, he looked around as he tried to make sense of what was happening. He thought back to the night before as he had gotten a text from Ichigo. A simple text put Daichi's doubt's to rest with four word's.

-Do you remember Hollows?-

As Daichi walked to school he had just finished talking to Ichigo on the phone. Everyone was okay and safe with Isshin saying a truck had crashed into the house. On the way to school He had come across a ghost of a woman in her twenties. She looked very depressed as she looked over the edge of the bridge they were on. He noticed she was looking down at the water as he gently placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Excuse me, miss?" The woman turned in surprise at him as he gave his usual warm smile. " Are you okay?" The woman looked back to the water before shaking her head as she begin's to shake and tears falling from her eye's. He moves forward and take's the woman in his arms as he comforted her rubbing her back as she cried into his shoulder. "Don't worry, everything will be okay." He placed his right hand on her head as once again the blue light of the spirit passing on glowed as the woman's distraught sadness changed to content bliss. He took a satisfying breath as he took a step only to stop before turning around only to see no one. He looked around for a moment before scratching his head and continued on to school.

Behind the wide post Rukia had her hand over her mouth, her eye's wide open with shock at a human able to preform a the konso without a Zanpakto. Beside the fact he had been able to sense her for a moment. She got control of her breathing as she watched Daichi walking to school, trying to figure out how she was going to act around him. From what Urahara had said like Ichigo, Daichi would remember what happened the night before. She had gotten annoyed at the Hat wearing man as he had a smile that showed he knew more than he let on.

She looked on at the brunette as she remembered the night before. Her cheeks turned red at the thought of her having been in Daichi's arms. After she had everything Rukia was sent to the classroom before she took a deep breath. The images of two smiling faces came to her mind before she shook her head. She heard the teacher's call as she put on her best smile and walked in to the sight of two surprised faces. She introduced herself and noticed Daichi keeping Ichigo from making a outburst. As she tried to greet the two she noticed that Daichi was acting slightly indifferent to her. He wrote on his hand before showing it to her.

-I hate it when people put on smiles they don't mean- He turned back to the lesson as she looked back to him before looking front, her smile lessened

Daichi wanted to know what was going on, deciding on going with Ichigo at his request to talk to Rukia. She explained that her powers had almost fully transferred to Ichigo, whom was ejected from his body after outright refusing to be a soul reaper. Daichi deciding to help/prank Ichigo set his body up to look like he was sleeping while picking his nose before catching up. His chuckling worrying the strawberry slightly, but decided to worry later.

As they got to a nearby park, Rukia asked if there were any common spirits around there. Before they could answer they heard a scream, they turned to see a little boy running from a hollow. Ichigo started to pull out his sword, but was stopped by Rukia.

"What do you think your doing? That boy's a complete stranger."

"You want me to just do nothing?!" Rukia glared at him.

"Soul reapers need to be fair." The boy fell making Ichigo's head turn "DON'T HELP HIM! Because you can't just do it when it's convenient, if you save that boy, you have to commit and be ready to sacrifice yourself every time to save them all!" Daichi watched as he saw Ichigo's expression shift, before he drew his sword and cut the hollows leg off. "Ichigo...You've made you decision?"

"I haven't decided anything, I helped because I wanted to." The hollow lunged again before getting stabbed square in the face. "I owe you for what you did to help me save my family. So I'll help you out for now." Rukia smiled at his statement of saving whoever he could, not out of duty but because he chose to. Daichi smiled at his friend and stepped forward.

"I'll help out how I can too, since I doubt I could stay out of it even if I wanted to." He looked over at Rukia and saw she was still smiling as Ichigo preformed konso on the boy. "Now that's what I call a smile." He gave her his trademark grin with a small poke at her cheek. He walked over to Ichigo as her cheeks turned slightly red, looking at Daichi's back and saw a different man with longer hair.

Rukia was happy that Ichigo was willing to help, but still since last night she had a constant question. She looked over at the two as the brunette had his arm around the carrot top, and praising his success against the hollow. she held a hand to her chest and looked at the ground.

'what am I going to do with you two?' She thought with a small smile at the old phase she use to say a lot more.