AN: Due to the recent "purge" of other fanfiction. I will be giving fair warning to all of my readers of what this story will contain.

There is going to be Yaoi, Yuri, and possible Het. There will be language (there is some in this chapter), torture, violence (again in this chapter), gore ( I warn that it might be explicit in later chapters. I will give ample warning). I will also give warnings in future chapters.

Thank You for reading please enjoy the chapter.

Everything Falls Apart

Chapter 1 - The Shinigami

Chapter 1 Start

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Ichigo scowled deeply when he noticed a vase on the corner of the street overturned. A black vase with small white flowers painted on it lay cracked on the concretes. The white flowers that once lay inside the vase looked as if they were rubbed against the pavement. Parts of the stem were crushed and the water streamed from the stems in a parody of a bleeding corpse. Next to the flowers lay a picture frame of a young girl in a white dress. A toothy smile with dirt smudged face was cracked with glass embedding the rosy red cheeks.

It disgusted him to no end to see people who disrespected the deceased. Ichigo stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants, shaking his head. He leant over and put the vase back in its proper position fixed the flowers and the picture before turning away. He was just about to leave when he heard a couple of kids laughing turning around he saw them down the street riding on skateboards.

One of the boys who had brown hair and was wearing a black hoodie was using the skateboard to grind on the curb of the sidewalk. The other two boys laughed as another vase and frame were knocked over and destroyed. Ichigo knew that they were the reason why he encountered so many upset spirits this month. The level of glee coming from the teens that disturbed the memorials on the block disgusted him. Ichigo clenched his teeth and stalked over to where the skateboarders were doing tricks on the curb of the street.

"Can one of you tell me why that" Ichigo said pointing towards the vase. "Is overturned." Ichigo remained calm the anger he felt didn't leak into the tone of his voice.

The teens looked at each other before laughing out loud. The loudest laugh was coming from a black haired teen with a black hoodie on. The bald head teen, wearing a gray hoodie, stopped laughing. He gave a nod to his friends before walking forward menacingly. Or what he thought was menacing. He looked like he had broken one of his legs. The boy Smirked in triumph when he saw Ichigo take a step back.

"Shut the fuck up, you orange haired punk. You don't know who you are talking to, so I'll let this slide." The street kid had an arrogant tone and it irritated Ichigo that the kid seemed pleased with himself.

"So do me a favor and prance you stupid ass home because I don't have time for dipshits like you." He continued after guffawing loudly at his own words.

The other two, the brown haired one that stood to the left of the leader and the black haired one that stood to the right of the leader, just laughed hysterically along with their friend.

Ichigo scoffed before scowling at the trio. "I don't give a fuck who you are. But don't pretend to be shit when you'll never amount to anything." Ichigo replied in a somewhat bored manner.

Ichigo saw a frown grace the black haired thugs face. The brown haired teen looked as if he were offended by what Ichigo had said and lashed out. He moved forward and whipped out his leg to kick Ichigo in the side but his ankle was caught before the attack connected. Ichigo yawned lightly feigning boredom before taking several steps back. The brown haired boy had to continuously hop in order to avoid his legs being overstretched.

"Junichi! Shunda! What are you doing help me!"

The other two finally came out of their stupor and rushed forward to help their friend. Ichigo took another step back and as the thug hopped forward Ichigo pushed his leg back, causing the brown haired boy to fall to the ground. For good measure Ichigo stomped on the kids ankle hoping to break it to keep the kid from getting back up. He took a step back in time to dodge a punch to the jaw from the bald head teen.

He then quickly brought up the same hand that he used to catch the brown haired kids ankle to block a punch to the side of his head. The black haired teen came up on his other side hoping to catch the orange haired teen unaware but before he could do any damage he received a kick to his stomach which knocked him to the ground. Righting himself then twisting to the side Ichigo grabbed the bald boy by his shoulders and brought his face down to meet his knee. A resounding crunch echoed through the night air before Ichigo let go of the boy.

The leader fell to the ground stunned clutching his bleeding nose before slumping to the side and screaming in pain. The brown haired thug that was the first to fall got up and with a slight limp he ran forward with his fist cocked back, Ichigo sighed softly and raised his leg to slam his foot into the boys face. The force of the kick was enough to send the boy crashing to the ground. The red head teen sneered at the boy before twisting his foot in the thugs face.

Ichigo took a step back from the group and frowned at them whimpering in varying stages of pain on the ground. He walked away slowly, stopping only to mutter a quick apology for the girl in the picture.

He was halfway home when a soft voice called out to him, turning around he was faced by a young child who was around his sisters age with long brown hair and a stained white summer dress on and no shoes. She had bruises and shallow cuts all over her arms and legs but the most notable feature was her right side of her face, which appeared to be caved in. Where her left eye was supposed to be, there was a gaping hole.

"Thank you mister." She said in high pitched voice giggling softly to herself. Her hands wringing themselves in the tattered edges of her dress.

Ichigo stared as she started to float away mumbling a quiet 'Your welcome' which he was sure she heard if her answering giggle was anything to go by.

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The orange haired teen sighed when he reached the door to his house. It was thirty minutes pass his curfew and he really didn't want to be bothered by his dads nonsense. After unlocking the door and pocketing his keys. He closed his eyes as he opened the door. He heard a whooshing noise which signaled him to tilt his head to the side in time to avoid a kick to the face. He completely side stepped his father allowing Isshin to fly out the open door and into the street. Closing the door and locking it behind him, he walked into the living room. The spacious are housed two armchairs a couch a table a bookcase and an entertainment area. Ichigo found his younger sisters Yuzu and Karin sitting on the couch watching a show about Don Kanoji, a man who claimed to be able to see spirits and had the ability to vanquish them.

"Hello Ichigo, you missed dinner but I put some up for you." His sister Yuzu called out happily smiling up at him with wide eyes. Karin just nodded her head in his direction as a greeting.

Yuzu was the youngest of the family, her fraternal twin Karin older by a couple of minutes, loved to do all the cooking and cleaning. Karin was the tomboy who spent her time playing soccer and learning about various sports. The tangerine haired teen wasn't as close to his sisters as when they were younger but he still cared for them and would do anything to protect them.

Frowning slightly Ichigo walked pass his sisters muttering a 'Thank you' to Yuzu and then bidding them goodnight. Walking quickly up the stairs to his room, he went in and closed the door behind him. Throwing his messenger bag onto the floor before slumping onto his bed. A small wave of dust flew from the corner of his room where his bag landed. He frowned and wrinkled his nose in disgust. He hated when his room was filthy. He leaned back and relaxed against his pillows. Huffing he fell asleep while thinking of what he had to clean in his room.

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Ichigo sat up abruptly; the sweat that slicked his forehead ran down the sides of his face and down his neck to the drenched collar of his school shirt. His erratic breathing calmed slowly along with it his heart started to calm. The muscles in his face continued to twitch for a couple of minutes in the darkness of his room. The teen pulled his knees up to his chest as he leaned forward to bury his face in them. The starch fabric of his school pants dug uncomfortably into his skin but he welcomed the pain. It helped slow down the images of his nightmare that continued to dance behind his eyelids. The fear that it brought kept his muscles tense. Even if his heart wasn't beating fast anymore he felt as if adrenaline was running through his body. His chest felt heavy and his head felt strained as a headache developed. He pushed his head further into the rough fabric of his pants to chase away the remnants of his nightmare. He lifted his head and blinked owlishly in the darkness of his room.

This wasn't the first time the orange haired teen found himself awake in the middle of the night. The nightmares occurred too often for his liking but there wasn't much he could do about it, groaning the boy laid back down. His sweat drenched shirt sticking uncomfortably to his skin. He turned his head to look at the clock on his nightstand and saw that the neon green numbers flashing twelve fifteen. Unable to fall back asleep Ichigo sat up and walked across his room to turn on his light.

At the same moment a screech fill the air making his heart thump painfully. Ichigo walked towards the window looking outside he didn't see anything or hear anything else but he knew that whatever made that sound was somewhere in his neighborhood. He went to sit back on the bed and scowled for a moment when he realized it sounded like something from his nightmare but shook it off as a mere coincidence.

When he looked back towards the window he saw a girl standing in the spot he previously vacated. The girl walked further into his room she appeared to be shorter than him dressed in black robes that he vaguely remembered were called shihakushō, attached to the belt of her robes was a standard sized katana. Ichigo scowled at the girl before he called out to her.

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing in here." His voice was gruff, saturated with anger.

When she didn't answer he stood up and walked towards her watching as she mumbled to herself. He called out to her yet again, when he didn't get an answer he kicked her in the back sending her sprawling out on the ground.

The girl turned around to look at Ichigo, there was a somewhat awkward moment of silence between the two.

"You can see me." she sputtered, spittle flying out her mouth in disbelief. She then continued to mumble to herself about him being able to hit her to.

Ichigo wasn't in the mood to deal with a potential murderer so he pulled the girl up and proceeded to throw her out of the window. When that was done he closed said window. The berry haired teen scowled lightly as he continued to do his nightly routine since he had fallen asleep before he had gotten a chance to do so.

When he came back into his room wearing a pair of sweats and a tee he was mildly surprised to see the weird girl from earlier sitting on his bed.

"You know it is very rude to throw people out of the window." the girl growled the words out as if she were angered by his gesture.

Ichigo scoffed and looked at her "As if it isn't rude to bust into people's rooms." Looking at her up and down he continued. "But given the way you are dressed you probably belong in a mental hospital. Tell me where you escaped from and I'll call them to pick you up."

The girl squawked indignantly before abruptly standing up, her arms crossed over her chest like a sulking child. Ichigo eyed her feet, which were currently on his bed, with thinly veiled disdain.

"I am not some sort of psycho, I'm a shinigami." she stated as if that would clear everything up.

Ichigo scowled at the girl before walking forward and grabbing her arm. He yanked her off the bed before he patted off the dirt left by her feet. He sat down and looked over to where she was sitting cross-legged on the floor.

"My name is Kuchiki Rukia, I am a Shinigami sent by the Soul Society to destroy a hollow here in Karakura town." This was all said with an air of authority, however Ichigo wasn't impressed by that his right eye began to twitch in annoyance that the girl was still in his room. He was prepared to yell at her again when a loud wail echoed in his neighborhood. Rukia stood up and ran back towards the window opening it then hopping out.

Ichigo scoffed and stood up going outside himself, although he used the front door like a normal person. He wasn't sure why he was following the strange girl, he just knew he felt compelled to do so.

The night was chilly with constant cool air blowing in his face. He walked down the street slowly keeping an eye out for the short girl. He was surprised to see that Rukia was a few houses down the street fighting some type of monster. The monster was as tall as the streetlight and completely black a stark contrast to the bone white mask that covered its face. The mask had to slits for eyes and diagonal slits for the nose, there were three holes running down each side of the cheek and a purple dot on the forehead of the mask. A set of shiny metallic claws were the only other thing not black on the beast.

He watched as Rukia attacked it with what looked like beams of light before using her sword. The sword was blocked by the monsters right arm. The twang of the metal pierced the silence of their fight. The monster used the claws on its left hand to tear at Rukia's side. When she fell it kicked her with enough force to send her down the street and towards Ichigo. Halfway towards him she landed on the ground but had started to skid across the ground, ripping the material of her outfit.

When she stopped skidding across the ground Ichigo ran over to where Rukia was laying limply on the ground, when Ichigo got close to her he saw sweat matting her hair and rolling down her forehead. Blood was soaking her shihakushō and spilling out onto the streets, her wound had pieces of rock and grime in it. Her skin was clammy and losing its color, it was no longer a healthy shade she was beginning to turn a sickly yellow. Rukia turned towards Ichigo began to speak. Her voice low and raspy as if she couldn't breathe properly. Ichigo was sure that the beast had broken some of her ribs.

"Boy, I need you to defeat it for me." she rasped out slowly her voice sounding scratchy to his ears. A little bit of blood trickled out the side of her mouth staining the asphalt beneath her.

Ichigo glowered for a moment before he made his decision. He stood up and faced the monster before swiftly turning away and walking back towards his house.

"No."

He walked silently back towards his house not even sparing Rukia a backwards glance. The howl of the monster behind him did nothing to change his mind. Even if he could hear it coming closer to where the wounded raven haired girl was collapsed on the ground.

"Wait!" The desperation he heard in her voice made him slow down. It was the wet coughs that followed afterwards that made him stop altogether.

"Please, do it. You can stop this." Ichigo didn't move the pain in her voice doing nothing to convince him. He then continued to walk towards his house not even bothering to stop at her pleads for him to wait.

"Why would I mix myself with your troubles? I have a family at home waiting for me." He said over his shoulder.

"If you leave now, your family will die." Her voice was rough with strain yet it rang loud and clear in his ears. It was silent once again only her heavy breathes punctured the silence. The monster was oddly silent as well.

A brief fluttering flowed through his chest along with it came a nauseating feeling, it was almost as if he were on the verge of throwing up. He turned around and jogged back over to her, a dark expression on his face. He hated being forced into doing things but his family's life was on the line and he couldn't risk it.

"What do you want me to do?" He grit his teeth forcing the words out of his mouth.

Rukia smiled bitterly "Come over here."

Ichigo kneeled in front of Rukia, the sword that was previously abandoned at her side was raised and pointed it towards Ichigo's chest.

"Are you ready?" Not bothering to respond Ichigo grabbed the hilt of the sword firmly. Without waiting any further Rukia pushed the sword into his chest.

The feeling was excruciating.

Ichigo could feel Rukia's power forcing its way into his body. He felt as if he were being burned alive, a fire that began just underneath his skin and spread out scorching his insides. Every cell in his body felt as if they were being ripped out of him. His muscles spasmed spastically each twitch making him want to rip himself apart. He didn't know how long it took but after awhile the feeling of being separated ended and his muscles began to relax.

Opening his eyes Ichigo looked towards the thing that hurt Rukia. It was only a few feet away from them it had been momentarily stunned by the influx of energy that was transferred between Rukia and Ichigo.

Ichigo started shifting into an attack stance when he felt an unfamiliar weight in his hand. He looked down to see that it was a straight sword the only difference was that it was about a foot longer than a standard straight sword and twice as wide.

Unsure what to do he did what came naturally and rushed towards the beast. It lashed out with its left hand to bat him away. Ichigo brought up his sword to block the attack. It was sloppy and he managed to get knocked to the ground. He rolled to the side when the monsters right arm was brought down to claw at him. The attacked missed when he rolled out the way again. Ichigo mentally groaned when he felt various pieces of rubble press into his skin. When the roll was completed he hastily stood up and raised the sword he was able to cut through the right arm of the beast as it was redirecting its claw towards him again.

The monster howled in pain swinging its left arm around blindly knocking over a tree and an electric lime. The lights flickered on the streets for a moment before fading out. The moonlight shone on the monster and Ichigo for a moment everything was quiet once again before the beast began swinging around hoping to knock Ichigo down. Ichigo retreated when he saw the beast begin to flail around he took a couple of leaps back yet made sure they stayed a safe distance away from his house and subsequently Rukia.

He saw that the arm that was cut off began to disintegrate into a black dust-like substance. Acting quickly he ran forward and brought the sword to swipe at the monsters leg. The monster acted in time to stumble backwards and away from the attack. The length of the sword was enough to create a shallow gash on its legs which healed quickly. Ichigo hummed to himself and noted the rapid regeneration the beast had, he realized that if he wanted to end this quickly he needed to deal serious damage to the beast.

Steadying his breath he rushed forwards again and swung the sword up managing to cut the beast leg completely off. He rushed forward again while the monster was off balance and stuck the sword in the monsters side and pulled it up through its chest cutting straight through the hole at the center of it. The beast let out another ear splitting wail before disintegrating into the black dust.

Ichigo leaned forward on his knees to catch his breath while sneering at the fact even in his inexperience the monster was so easy to beat. He walked back over to the downed shinigami when he finally caught his breath when he got there he realized she must have done something to heal herself because she was standing as if she never had any injuries.

"Well done focus your energy back into yourself and you should be able to return to normal." she spoke cheerily while walking forwards to meet him at the sidewalk.

"My name is Kurosaki Ichigo." he muttered. She repeated his name to herself before stepping back.

Ichigo closed his eyes and focused on his task. He felt the energy that consumed him being pulled back into his body, the results weren't instantaneous but it came rather quickly. When he opened them the sword was gone and he was back in his night clothes. He looked around and noticed that the girl wasn't there. Scowling he stalked back into his house.

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Ichigo woke to his dad trying to kick him in the face, throwing his father out his bedroom window Ichigo went to do his morning routine.

After doing his morning routine Ichigo got ready for school, tugging on his gray uniform shirt he grabbed his bag and went down stairs. When he stepped into the kitchen he titled his head to the side to avoid another attack by his father. He brought up his arm to block a punch directed to his face he retaliated by punching his father in the face. Ichigo was satisfied by the sound of his dad's nose breaking. His satisfaction diminished as he watched Isshin fly into a nearby wall, which sported spider web cracks from the force of him hitting it. Isshin slumped onto the ground and then started to cry like a baby while he crawled over to a wall that was dominated by a picture of his late wife Masaki Kurosaki.

Ichigo's face donned a blank expression when he looked at the picture. He never understood why his father had it put up it brought back memories Ichigo constantly had nightmares about. The orange haired teen growled lightly to himself for thinking about the nightmares. His stomach suddenly felt like it was filled with lead as he thought about his mother, everything he tried to forget was brought back by looking at that picture. Disgusted with the sudden direction of his thoughts He walked out the kitchen and to the foyer to put on his shoes, breakfast didn't sound appealing anymore.

"Ichigooooo you need to eat breakfast to remain healthy and strong!" the voice of his father was whiney and it wore on his nerves.

Ichigo huffed and continued to leave the house, what Isshin had to say wasn't important.

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The walk to school was short yet relaxing. The air wasn't as cool as the night before. The sun was high in the sky and even though he didn't feel particularly cheerful he enjoyed the sun warming his skin. When he got to the school he immediately walked into his designated classroom and sat down in his assigned seat located at the back of the room near the window. Ichigo leaned back in his chair and stretched his long legs out in front of him, he tilted his head back to stare out the window for a moment before looking above the chalk board to glance at the clock. He saw that there was at least forty-five minutes before the teacher showed up. His usual scowl, which was ever present on his face, stayed there even when he shifted forward to put his head down on the school desks to take a nap. A nagging feeling in the back of his mind told him he wouldn't like the events that were going to happen throughout the day.

The minutes passed slowly about fifteen minutes before the teacher arrived, Ichigo heard students come into the classroom.

"Ichiiiiiiigoooo!" the drawn out shout of his name was enough to remind Ichigo of his father, even if the voice was different he couldn't help but think of that man.

The teen gave the other a blank look.

Asano Keigo, the one shouting his name, shrank back from his gaze. The brown haired boy scrambled back and hid behind a raven haired boy named Mizuiro. Keigo was shaking in fear from Ichigo's gaze.

"Ichigo you shouldn't be mean to him." Mizuiro said slowly as his attention was directed towards his cell phone.

The orange haired teen just scowled and looked pass them to greet his best friend Chad with a nod of his head. Chad gave him an acknowledging nod before taking his seat next to Ichigo.

Chad and Ichigo hadn't always been friends. It was two years after Chad moved to Karakura town that they met. One day in middle school Ichigo was getting jumped by a group of kids and Chad had jumped in to help Ichigo in his fight. Together they had systematically defeated all of the kids. Afterwards they promised to always have each other's back and from then on they were best friends.

The next couple of people to come in were Inoue Orihime, Arisawa Tatsuki, and Honsho Chizuru, arguing about something he didn't care about. He frowned when Inoue looked back at him with shining eyes and a small blush on her face. The group walked over to them taking their places around Ichigo's and Chad's desks.

"Kurosaki-kun, how was your night." the girl, Inoue stuttered out tripping over the words she asks him almost every day.

"It was fine Inoue-san. How was your night?" he asked without any real interest he only indulged in these mindless pleasantries because she was his friend.

Inoue stuttered a reply before facing Tatsuki, a tomboy who Ichigo grew up with. Tatsuki was a girl of average height with naturally spiky black hair. She was captain of the kendo team and spent the rest of her free time practicing her karate. She and Ichigo use to be close friends but that changed the day he quit Karate classes when he was ten. She remained a loyal friend but they didn't hang out, or talk for that matter, as often as she would have liked.

The other girl, Chizuru was a rather quirky girl two inches shorter than himself with red hair and equally red glasses. She loved to tease Inoue about the size of her chest and any other girl with a large bust. Of course Ichigo knew she didn't really like Inoue she just enjoyed fighting with Tatsuki when she came to Inoue's rescue. Though it was no secret she really did like girls many people believed it was only a joke.

Chizuru was just as close to him as Chad was. The two had met in the fifth grade, a year after the death of his mother. He found a group of girls bullying her and he went to her rescue, though she came to his rescue when she had to beat up the girls because he wouldn't hit them. From that moment on they were the best of friends.

Keigo chose that moment to get everyone's attention.

"Did you hear, we are getting a new student. I heard that it was a girl." the words were spoken quickly as his excitement was rising with the thought of a new girl. Ichigo knew he was only excited because he had a new girl to try to hit on and possibly date.

"Oh I'm excited I can't wait to meet her..." Inoue's said rather loudly jumping up and down while grabbing Tatsuki's arm.

"I hope she's pretty..." Keigo chirped on and on about the body he hoped the girl would have

"No one is prettier than Orihime..." Chizuru's voice made him inwardly chuckle, she always had to include Inoue in something.

The chatter of his friends was drowned out as he turned to look out the window.

'Whoever it is I'm sure I'm not going to like it' he thought to himself.

The bell rang a few minutes later and his teacher, Ochi-sensei, walked in with the new student. A girl who was shorter than the teacher and had jet black hair with a bang that hung in the middle of her face, she was wearing the standard Karakura High girl's uniform. Ichigo's scowl returned with a vengeance at the sight of the girl. His morning was officially shot to hell, he knew Rukia had a reason for still being here and he believed that reason was him.

He sighed softly he prayed the day would go by quickly.

If that didn't happen he prayed someone would kill him.

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Chapter 1 End