HOLLOW HYBRID DIARY

Disclaimer: I have not now, or ever owned Bleach, however I feel as if I am a slave to its will to share my borrowed imagination.

CHAPTER 1

I'm writing this as a…reminder to myself and maybe my children, seeing as I have none yet but may in the future. I seem to be increasingly forgetting things, ever since…

It may seem arrogant to see my life as being the center of all that has happened up till now, but I guess I just want to remind myself that there were so many things and people that made me who I am today…

First of all, my name is Hyoné Léia; I am a contented happy go lucky math teacher in Kankura High School. I am 20 years of age, am a techie genius to some, a mad idiot to others, and most likely one of the strangest people you might ever meet. However the best part is I kinda hate people (i.e. the living, too ignorant for my taste, with the exception of a select few), I fight some hollows (the ones I don't scare away), my best friend's a dead soul reaper (kind of redundant, but you get the point) and I'm in love with an even more arrogant idiot from another world altogether, Sereitei's famous captain ice block! (No, I have no idea why him.)

Oh yeah, and one more thing…I'm not really human…not really certain what I am actually…

To explain it all, I must start where my life, I felt, really began...

It was the second week of school, in the final term of my second to last year of high school. The cool breeze of spring seemed welcoming enough as I woke up and got ready for school. A lingering feeling made me a little uncomfortable though. I'd had another fight with my tou-san the night before. I had wanted to buy an old car and fix it up, seeing as I had recently gotten my drivers' license and I rarely got to drive the only car we did have. He disagreed on the pretenses that I may not check everything, and the car would not have air bags…well, I growled as I remembered, I wasn't going to apologize, seeing as I was right and I needed to get out of this boring shit-hole. Clenching my jaw, I made my way downstairs to the kitchen to get breakfast, most likely where he was. Maybe I'd be able to play it off like I had done so many times before, giving him the silent treatment before he decided too compromise. I hated arguing with him…but I needed to get away somewhere, or else I'd most certainly go insane.

It was all his fault…but I'd refused to think about that either.

So, just ignoring everything else that was running through my head, I proceeded to the kitchen for breakfast.

The strange thing was, he wasn't there.

She just thought maybe he had gone out for something, since he didn't have to reach to work until 10a.m. and it was only 7:30.

"Ohayo Kaa-chan."

My mother looked at me with a half smile. "Hurry up, or you'll be late for school." she chastised me as I continued to search the cupboard for some cereal to pass the time till my sister showed up ready to go.

Absently I went to the fridge to get some milk, but found there was no more. Tou-chan must have used the rest in his coffee as he usually did; so it was most likely that that was the reason for his absence.

"Kaa-chan, when's tou-chan coming back with the milk?"

Unconsciously I realized all the noise in the background stop. Turning around I was confronted with a very sad face. With a deep breath that should have warned me that something bad was coming, she looked at me pityingly. "Léia, your father is in a better place now."

I really did a double take on that, dropping my spoon in the process. Then I laughed as I bent to pick up the spoon. "Is the grocery much better than here to drink his coffee?... Well, I guess it is, since they sell the freshly brewed coffee in the bakery, whereas we only have instant, but is it really that-"

I was cut off as my mother wrapped me in a tight bear hug, nearly squeezing the life from me.

"I know you miss him sweetie...but he's passed on nearly a year ago, he's not coming back."

This definitely kicked my feet from under me. Dead? I just talked to him yesterday! But she definitely wasn't joking about him not being in the immediate area, and that uncomfortable feeling told me that my mother was right in a way...since somehow, ever since I could remember, I could always feel the presence of my family around me, but one was missing... he was definitely missing, but why'd she think he was dead?

However, I couldn't voice my questions since Jayda barged downstairs, grumpy as ever on a morning, and my mother had moved to console her. It wasn't worth it breaking the moment. They seemed not to know anything anyway. I would have to investigate on her own.