[A/N and Disclaimer: Ichigo still has powers. I own nothing]

Chapter 1: So It Begins

What's up?

Rhetorical question, I don't really care.

I'm Ichigo Kurosaki.

Resident bad-ass.

I have a quick temper. My hair color looks unnatural but yes its real. I scowl a lot and give off don't fuck with me vibes (that no one takes serious until they get their ass handed to them). I'm the indifferent character. If only my apathy could kill (insert sad face). Did I mention that I'm also the main character of this here story. Oh, how can tell? I'm hott with two T's and sit by the window in every class duh [A/N Anime rule #1 and 4]. Okay, enough with the foreplay there's a story to be told.

So there I was, second period, nonchalantly gazing out the window up at the clouds. I sighed thinking, 'this is gonna be a boring ass day'. I take a gander down at the school yard below when BAM! I see something odd. It's blue and moving. I couldn't really make out what it was until it jumps up. It no HE landed on the windowsill in front of me. He's that one psycho espada guy. Grimmjow Jeagerjaques. He started eyeing me all weird like and grinning. 'Wait, isn't he spose to be dead? The big dipper killed him right!' I questioned myself. 'No I must be seeing things, yeah that's it. So maybe I need to start paying attention in class. Right just do that.' I turned my head to Miss. Educator who was rambling on about how to two squares make a pie or something or another when there's a knock on the window. Before I set myself up for something I'll regret, I take a look-see around the class.

'Okay the classroom seems to be in the norm.' Some kids actually paying attention-some probably don't know what the day is, the usual. (More knocking.) Most important though, I took a peak at Uryu, Chad, and Orihime. They were cool so I shifted back to the teacher. (The knocking became persistent.) 'maybe I'm hearing things. I know if I look to my left and that guy is still there I'm up shits' creek though.' So what did I do? I pray. I prayed 'Dear God, please please please don't let me be hunted but this lunatic. Hot yeah but still crazy. How about anyone but him. I swear I won't hit another person this whole week if you pull through on this one. Amen.' (The knocking has turned into banging at that point.) 'Oh come on, how am I the only one that hears this!' I mentally screamed. I glance around the room again. Everyone is still oblivious. The knocking stops. 'Man up and see what the hell he wants!' To prove that I still have a pair, I directed my body to the window and see Not. A. Thing. Absolutely nothing.

Relief washed over. I might be going crazy but hey that's 100% better then getting stalked by that insane bastard right? Right.

"Yo, Kurosaki... what's up man. It's been a while." Dread, unadulterated dread floods my entire system. Snapping to my right, there he was. Sexy number six. Alive? He's just chilling on top of some chicks' desk; head in palm, legs cross like he's meant to be there. And she's just looking through him. I feel sick. "HaHaHa!" He laughs in utter glee. "What's wrong? You look like you shit yourself!"

And what runs through mind: I think I just shat myself...