NEW STORY!

I already explained why I'm now writing two stories at the same time so if you want to know why just look at the A/N on my other story, on there I also explained what the frequency of the updates should be so you can also learn that there.

Please tell me how you feel about the first chapter, although if you're just gonna flame me, there's no need, unless you actually have decent criticism.

I don't know what the pairings will be, if there are any, for this story there definitely won't be a harem, I can tell you that much, although if there is a pairing it'll most likely be Ichigo x Yoruichi, although I don't feel like having to write romance, at all, so no promises.

Anyways, without further ado,

LEGO!:

"Talking"

'Thinking'

"Demon/Hollow talking"

'Demon/Hollow thinking"

"Spirit Talking"

'Spirit thinking'

Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach.

It was a rainy night, with cliches looming above the citizens of Karakura Town like the clouds that darkened the skies. When Isshin Shiba, Captain of Squad 10 of the Gotei 13, fell by the hands of the oddest hollow he had ever seen in his life. It looked so much like a human that, if it weren't for the fact that he was looking at it straight in the eyes, that it had a hollow hole and mask, and a presence that would make anybody under a captain run like a scared schoolgirl, he wouldn't even think it was a hollow, but it definitely was a hollow, the one that he had now accepted would end his life, 'Damn, limiter, if it weren't for that stupid thing I would have kicked this stupid hollow's ass six ways to Sunday.' Isshin thought bitterly as he stared at his executioner, he couldn't believe it, his life would end because of a goddamn limiter, he didn't deserve to die like this, he would have accepted it fine had he fought the hollow at full power and still lost, but his powers were bound, he couldn't do anything, but he accepted it. There was no point in dying, his mind clouded with anger and regrets, so he closed his eyes, and allowed a small smirk to play on his lips, but the ending never came, instead, he heard the sound of something swooshing by him, and the sound of the hollow he had been fighting scream in pain, he opened his eyes and looked at the person that had saved his life, only for his breath to hitch at what he saw.

It was undeniably the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his entire life, with short- down to her shoulders- orange hair, she was of average height and had fair skin, he couldn't keep his eyes off her, which she seemed to notice, as she seemed smirked playfully and winked at him, "W-who are you?" he asked once she got closer to him.

"My name is Masaki Kurosaki, a Quincy." she stated calmly, her playful smirk now a kind one, "I'm guessing you're a shinigami?"

"Yes." he said, getting up, "But, although I do appreciate the help, why did you save me? Shouldn't your kind hate us?" he questioned, almost apologising when her perfect face was stained by a small, but noticeable, frown, because of his question.

"Yes, most quincies would say that, but I couldn't live with myself if I let somebody die because of some age old feud, or because of a family matter." she responded.

"Ahh, okay-"

"Watch out!" she yelled pushing him out the way as the hollow, who Isshin had totally forgotten about, leapt back at them, crashing into Masaki since she had pushed Isshin out the way, Isshin looked at her in shock as the hollow seemingly mauled at her.

"That won't work, hollow," she said calmly, her playful demeanour gone, as she raised her bow to the hollow's temple, "My blut is the strongest, and last, you'll ever see." she finished as she fired the arrow to the hollow's head, causing a massive explosion, once the explosion cleared, Isshin approached it, hoping to find the Quincy, which he did.

"Oops, seems I was a bit careless in thinking the explosion wouldn't affect me." she said in a playful tone as Isshin gaped at her, the explosion had indeed affected her, but not in the way he would think it had, instead, most of her clothing had been burned off, leaving her in what could basically be described as her undergarments, Isshin, ever-the-gentleman, averted his eyes from the beauty out of respect for her, only to hear her giggling.

"Oh come on, no need to freak out like that. It's just a bit of skin. What's your name?" she asked.

"Isshin Shiba." he told her, his hand still covering his face.

"Well, Isshin-kun, I don't think I'll be able to show myself at home like this, especially not after the stunt I pulled to get out of there, so how about you be a gentleman and help me find a place to sleep for tonight?" she asked-or told- him, her playful tone back.

'I need to get back to Soul Society, but I can't just leave her here after what she did for me... ahhh, one night can't hurt.' Isshin told himself, "Uhh, sure, but I'll need a gigai if you want me to help you out."

"Oh, that's not a problem, I know an ex-shinigami that could help you out, Urahara... Kisuke? Yeah, that's him, he owns a shop in Karakura where you could get a gigai." she explained.

'Kisuke? He's in Karakura? Oh well, guess there's no other place I could get one...', "Sure, just wait here a minute." he said as he vanished, leaving Masaki alone.

"I sure do hope he comes back...it would be a shame for him to leave me all alone here, and he's so cute!" she giggled to herself.

The Next Morning...

'Ughh, what the hell happened...' Isshin questioned, to himself, as he opened his eyes, only to see a white sealing, 'Where am I?' he questioned again, only for him to almost jump out of the bed as he heard another person breathing, more looking into who that person was and he could also feel whoever it was, was pressed up against him, was female, and was naked, If the... assets... he could feel pressed up against his chest were anything to go by. He diverted his gaze from the ceiling to the person who was by his side, his widening in shock when he saw who it was, 'Masaki...' he realised, 'Damn it Isshin! What kind of stupid ass bullshit did I get myself into again? Fuuuuuuck...' he thought in self-misery, 'I can't let Soul Society know of this, we're not allowed to have any form of contact with humans, much less Quincies, much less this, although it is very enjoyable.' he thought as he got up, careful not to wake the beauty in his bed up, exited himself from his body and with a small Kido, and burned his gigai, 'I'm sorry, Masaki.' he thought sadly as he took one last look at her, and left through the Senkaimon he had just opened.

Minutes later, the sleeping beauty stirred awake, rubbing her eyes of the drowsiness, 'I feel like something is missing...' she thought as she stretched on the bed, 'Oh! Isshin!' she thought as she looked around, 'Where is he?' she questioned as she tried to call out his name, "Isshin-kun!" nothing. She lied back down in her bed, tears threatening to fall out her eyes, 'I won't cry because of this. I'm sure Isshin just had to go back to Soul Society, he has responsibilities as a captain, this was just a one... night... thing...' she thought sadly as she wiped a tear from her eye, 'Damn it Masaki! This isn't worth crying over! Get over yourself!' she thought, a bit of determination back, as she sat up and went to take a shower in the hotel room they had rented, 'I'll get over this, I'll be fine.'

3 Weeks Later...

It had been three weeks since Masaki's little fling with Isshin, and she had gotten over it pretty well, after the fact she had simply gone back to her house, gotten scolded for leaving the way she did and not having come back until the day after, came up with an excuse, and gone back to normal life. Yes, she had gotten over Isshin. But that wasn't exactly what she was thinking as she dry-heaved above the toilet seat, her stomach having already purged her of all the food in it, 'What the hell is wrong with me? There's no reason for me to be this sick, Quincies don't get sick that easily, so what could be causing this... unless...' her eyes widened in shock at even the thought of it, 'But there's no other way... nothing else could cause this.' she thought as she finally stopped dry-heaving and sat up, 'I need to be sure of this before I tell anybody.'

"Masaki, are you alright? Do you need us to get a doctor for you?" Ryuuken asked worriedly from behind the door.

"No! No! It's fine Ryu-kun! Just ate something bad is all!" she said cheerfully as she opened the door to face the young master.

"Really? If that is the case I will go punish whichever cook gave you that." he told her, before she grabbed her hand.

"No, really it's fine, don't worry about it. Anyways, I'm going out to get something! Be back later!" she said as she rushed down the stairs and out the doors.

A couple hours later...

'Please don't be positive, please don't be positive, please don't positive...' Masaki continued to chant to herself, her hand covering her eyes from seeing the result of the pregnancy test she had just taken, 'No! Stop this! You're better than this Masaki! If it's positive then it's positive and I'll face the consequences of it!' she thought with a new-born determination as she took her hand of her eyes, only for said hand to go to her mouth as a silent gasp escaped her lips, for on the pregnancy was only shown one sign and that was the sign for:

Positive.

A couple hours and explanations later...

"I can't believe you've done this Masaki! With a Shinigami no less! Do you have any idea how many values of ours you have gone against with your little stunt!? And a child?! Of a shinigami! I can't believe you!" Mrs. Ishida yelled at Masaki, who had her head down, twiddling with her thumbs, "Look at me you insolent girl!" she said as she took Masaki face in her hand, making her stand up face to face, and screamed at her, "I'm tired of you and your irresponsibleness! I've had it with you! This was the last straw! OUT!" she screamed as she threw Masaki back, nearly tripping her, had Ryuuken not been there to pick her up.

"That is enough mother! I will not let you keep doing this anymore! Masaki realises the error of what she has done and regrets it, there is nothing else we can do. Please calm down and let us discuss this like civilised people." Ryuuken said as he helped Masaki up, Mrs. Ishida, however, didn't seem to want to listen.

"No! I refuse to deal with this insolent pest anymore! Get her out of this house at once!" she yelled, Ryuuken opened his mouth to protest, before he was stopped by a hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you Ryuuken, but it's fine, I've caused enough trouble already for this family and I agree with Mrs. Ishida that I should leave." she said, her voice emotionless as she bowed, "I am sorry for all the trouble I have caused the Ishida family! I can only hope that my promise to leave you in peace is enough to satisfy you!" she exclaimed as she kept her tears from falling, Mrs. Ishida simply scoffed.

"That's right girl, leave. We don't want to see you anymore." she said coldly, prompting Masaki to walk out of the room, closing the door gently, before running all the way out the mansion and into the streets, illuminated by the lamp posts.

"Masaki wait!" Ryuuken yelled, "See what you have done mother! I cannot believe you!" Ryuuken exclaimed frustratingly as he ran after the young girl.

"Masaki, wait!" Ryuuken yelled as he finally caught up to the girl, she turned around, tears falling down her face, making Ryuuken regret what was happening even more, "I'm sorry for mother's behaviour, I am sure she will get over it, but please, you don't have to leave-" he argued, before he was cut off by a finger on his lips, Masaki looking at him with a kind smile, although tears were still staining her face.

"It's okay, Ryu-kun, I'll find a way to deal with this, Mrs. Ishida is right, I've burdened you guys long enough and I won't accept that you take care of me and my child on top of that, he's my responsibility and I'll take care of him as such. I'll find a way to deal with this, don't worry." she told him, wrapping her arms around him in a hug, "Thank you, thank you for everything. Ryu-kun." she said as she buried her head in his chest, Ryuuken, at first too shocked to hug back, did after a couple seconds, tears threatening to fall down his own face, she broke the hug after a minute, "Besides, I'm sure we'll see each other again." she said as she turned around, "Goodbye, Ryu-kun!" she said as she disappeared using the Quincies own high-speed technique, leaving Ryuuken alone, under the just now starting rain.

"Goodbye, Masaki."

She kept running, without looking back, as much as she didn't care at all for Mrs. Ishida, she did care for some of the maids, and Ryuuken, so she couldn't afford even the slightest of hesitations, lest she break down crying, which she couldn't afford right now, she had to build a new life, one where she, and her child, would be safe, and she didn't have but the slightest clue on how to make that happen, but for now she could settle with finding a place to stay at. Something was bothering her though, she could feel her heart, beating at new speeds, speeds she had never felt before, but she could also feel the beat of something else inside her, the beating of what, she didn't know, but it felt sinister, dark.

All of the sudden, she stopped running as a pain, greater than any pain she had ever felt, found itself in the middle of her chest, a pain so great she couldn't even cry out, only crumple to the floor in silent agony, she had no clue what was going on, the pain was too great for her to even form coherent thoughts, much less move. She looked back down at where the pain was originating from, only to be shocked when she saw a hole, similar to a hollow's, had started developing in the middle of her chest. How could this happen? She didn't have any reason to be turning into a hollow, what could possibly be causing this... Unless, the hollow she had saved Isshin from had made contact with her, but she was confident her blut had protected her, was she wrong? Had the hollow bit her? If so, she had no doubt she would die, hollow reiryoku was like poison to Quincies, there was no way she could survive this unless she got some help from somebody who knew what he was doing, and it seemed that the gods were shining on her that day, at least as much as they could be by now. Because somebody did happen to be around to help her, somebody in the form of a tall, lanky man with sandy blonde hair, a straw hat and an annoying ass attitude. The pain had somewhat dulled down, so, with her last breath before falling into unconsciousness she whispered, "Urahara Kisuke..."

Urahara Shoten...

"This is definitely most interesting... A Quincy, who has developed a hollow hole, and is pregnant with a child who has Quincy and shinigami reiryoku... definitely interesting, if not terrifying..." Urahara muttered to himself as he looked and analysed the unconscious body of who he knew, from his own knowledge-spying- to be Masaki Kurosaki, a quincy who had been adopted by the Ishida family, a family of quincies, the last one of them, "I wonder where the child could be getting his shinigami side from... although I already have a guess!~" he continued, "But onto more pressing matters... how to save this young lady and her child, hmmm, I wonder..." he went on with his analyse, now seemingly typing gibberish into his computer, when something most... interesting... happened, all the hollow reiryoku that Mrs. Kurosaki was leaking, and her hollow hole, disappeared, "Hmm, what has happened here...~" He could now feel that all the hollow reiryoku was going towards the Quincy's stomach, and that where the hollow reiryoku was going, shinigami reiryoku was flowing out of, "It seems that Mrs. Kurosaki is stabilizing, also that the natural behaviour of a fetus towards it's creator has decided that the only way to save her would be by absorbing the hollow reiryoku in her and sending shinigami reiryoku to heal her, thus making the fetus not only have Quincy and Shinigami reiryoku, but also hollow reiryoku, perfectly healthy thanks to the shinigami side protecting the quincy side from what would normally kill all quincies, hollow reiryoku, and also saving Mrs. Kurosaki by purging the hollow reiryoku from her system, the shinigami reiryoku also seems to be disappearing from her body, meaning she will not develop any shinigami powers, and is perfectly stable. Well, that's great, not only are both the mother and son/daughter fine, but whoever that son/daughter is will be a hybrid of Quincy, shinigami and hollow, interestingly terrifying if I do say so myself.~" he finished with his detailed analyse, let it be said that Kisuke Urahara was extremely smart, so him coming up with a conclusion like that in mere seconds was normal for him.

During his personal musings, he had not seemed to notice that Masaki had woken up, and heard everything he had said, she opened her eyes, startling Kisuke, who thought she was still out, "Do you mean that because of me, my child will be part hollow?" she asked in a frail tone, not only because of her condition, but also because she feared that what she had said was true.

"I'm afraid so, Mrs. Kurosaki, but I don't think it would be a good idea, to blame yourself for anything, there is nothing you can change about this, besides, this isn't the worst thing that could have happened to him, he will still have a loving mother to take care of him, things like that transcend even the barriers between the most different of races." Urahara reassured, where he had pulled something like that out from, nobody knew, but it seemed to work, as Masaki breathed a short sigh, of tiredness and a small bit of relief, as she relaxed on the futon, "Sorry, but, before you go to sleep, I would like to ask two questions, where does the child get his shinigami reiryoku from? The only way he could have it is if one of the parents was a shinigami, or he had had something happen to him." Masaki gained a look of annoyance at Kisuke interrupting her sleep.

"Three weeks ago, I met Isshin Shiba, does that answer your first question?" Urahara nodded, so he was right, "And I'm gonna guess your second one is how I got my hollow reiryoku?" Urahara nodded again, "I met Isshin after I saved him from an odd hollow, though the hollow was extremely powerful, and managed to pierce my blut, which I did not realise at the time, that's where I got the hollow stuff from. You happy?" Urahara nodded one final time, and Masaki finally closed her eyes, ready to let sleep take her.

9 months later...

It had been nine months since the whole incident with the hollow and Isshin Shiba and the Ishida family and almost dying because of hollow reiryoku. Masaki thought she had done pretty well of herself in 9 months, after she had recovered from almost turning into a hollow, Urahara had offered her a plot of land he owned, which she had gracefully accepted and, using her knowledge in medicine and studying a bit, had opened a small clinic called the 'Kurosaki Clinic', where she had had decent business, definitely enough to sustain an adult and an infant. She had not talked to either the Ishida's or Urahara since then, opting to leave the afterlife alone now that she would have a child, even though she knew said child would somehow end up being dragged into in sometime, what with being a hybrid of Quincy, Human, Shinigami and Hollow, it was safe to say he would garner some attention, even if unwanted, but she would do whatever she could to provide for her child and give him a normal life, until doing so was no longer possible.

Those last thoughts were the only thing keeping Masaki motivated during her excruciating 18 hour long childbirth, which had ended up with her giving birth to a healthy baby boy, and her being healthy as well, and, needless to say, even after the 18 hour long pain, she could confidently say it was worth it as she looked at the new-born bundle of joy in her arms.

"Welcome to the world..." Started as she gazed into the amber eyes of her son,

"...Ichigo."

TAA DAA!

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I know it was somewhat short and maybe a bit fast pace, but come on, it's a prologue, I'm not about to write 3 chapters of 10k words for a prologue, no, I think this is fine for what it needs to be doing, which is being a prologue.

Next chapter coming either next week or in 2 weeks, although I'd say probably next week.

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