There are things in this world that human's were never meant to know. Things' that they were never meant to see; spirits is one of these things. Whenever a human is able to spirits, there is a small chance that they will be able to see evils spirits called Hollows.

Hollows are evil spirits that survive by eating human and Soul Reapers souls; they have been cast out of the Soul Society, bound for the underworld.

Soul Reapers used to be humans, but they had an incredible amount of spirit energy and therefore were able to become a Soul Reaper when they died. Soul Reapers have two jobs; 1) to help spirits get to the Soul Society using Konso. 2) To exercise and kill the Hollows, sending them to the underworld.

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"Sadako, wait up!" My friend shouted to me.

I stopped and waited for her to catch up. "Please try to keep up."

She laughed. "Okay."

My name is Sadako Arima, I'm fifteen so I should be in High School like a normal Japanese schoolgirl, but that's just the thing…I'm not normal by any standards of the living. I'm a being called a Soul Reaper, someone who is dead and therefore can't be seen by human's or anything that is alive. Well, my friend, Arisa Izawa, who is also fifteen, and I are both Soul Reapers. We were sent to modern day Tokyo, Japan on a mission, but I'll explain that later.

Because we have to walk among humans, the Soul Society gave us human vessels so we could blend in with the living. Sure, they look like us, but our clothes are a different story.

I still have the same black shoulder-length hair and green eyes, but my outfit is…a white collared shirt with a red bow around the neck, a plaid red skirt, knee-high black socks, and brown shoes. I hate my outfit! There are so many perverts around Tokyo, which is where we're supposed to find the guy we're protecting, not to mention that this is incredibly uncomfortable! It's a freakin' school uniform!!

I can't say the same for Arisa, though, her outfit looks comfortable and I'm sure it is. A white tank top with an unzipped short-sleeved jacket over it, blue jeans, and converse shoes. Arisa's outfit just looks more comfortable than my outfit is. The only way I know it's her is because it has the same blue-green eyes and shoulder-length brown-black hair that Arisa normally has.

She says that it makes sense that I have a school uniform… I don't know where she gets that; it's not fair at all!

Now, our mission is to guard some guy named Ichigo Kurosaki, we know his name and that he's somewhere in Tokyo…we just don't know where he is.

We're supposed to protect him from Hollows and prevent him from discovering what the Soul Society erased from his memory. From when he met the traitor Soul Reaper Rukia Kuchki to when he failed in saving her and his friends were killed because of their failure. If you ask me, Ichigo Kurosaki should've been executed along side Rukia because he too is a traitor. Instead the Soul Society just wiped his memory clean. I don't think that was the proper punishment because now we have to look after this guy! We've been in Tokyo for two days and we still haven't found him!

I stopped in front of a school that was just letting out. "Lets' try here next."

Arisa sighed. "Why are we still checking schools? Lets just go to the police department and ask them to help us find this guy."

I shook my head and took a piece of paper out of a pocket of my skirt. "We can't, Ichigo Kurosaki can't know we're watching him."

"Why don't you watch me instead?" A guy with brown hair that spiked off at the end said to me.

What?! I punched the guy in the face. "You wanna repeat that?!" I shouted, pissed.

The guy scurried off to a guy with orange hair. "Ichigo, that girl punched me in the face!"

Ichigo? I thought, hoping that was who we were looking for.

Ichigo was wearing a gray school uniform and carried a red and white messenger bag. He had orange, spiky, hair. He sighed. "Listen, you can't come crying to me every time you get rejected by a girl from another school, even if it is painful."

"But this one's a looker!" He nearly shouted, pointing our way.

He's so lucky I'm not in my Soul Reaper form! I shouted in my head.

Ichigo looked our way, but showed little or no interest. "Listen, just because you think someone looks good doesn't mean that I think the same."

"But Ichigo…!" The guy said, now acting more childish than Arisa normally does, which, depending on what day it is, is hard to do.

Arisa and I ran off, now knowing what Ichigo Kurosaki looked like and where he was.

Once we were far enough away from the school, we jumped onto a building overlooking the school and the surrounding area.

I kneeled down and watched Ichigo and his immature friend walk home. "Now we know who exactly this Ichigo Kurosaki guy is."

Arisa smiled. "He's kinda cute. Don't you think?"

"No." I said, shaking my head. Are you crazy?

"No?" Arisa asked, she sounded disappointed that I didn't think Ichigo was cute.

I stood up and changed into my Soul Reaper form. "Lets go." I had on the traditional black kimono of a Soul Reaper, my Zanpakto was on my back.

Arisa nodded and also changed into her Soul Reaper form. She too had on the traditional black kimono of a Soul Reaper, her Zanpakto was on her side.

We ran off, following Ichigo from the rooftops. While in our Soul Reaper forms, nobody could see us unless they had an enormous amount of spirit energy. The only human that we were aware of in Tokyo who could see Soul Reapers was Ichigo, so we only had to worry about staying out of his sight. But I still used digression, being sure to stay out of everyone's sight.

We stopped across the street from a house that was attached to a clinic, Ichigo walked into the house part.

"So that's the clinic Rukia was trying to tell us to look for…?" I said to myself, sitting down.

Arisa sat down next to me. "Ya' know, Sadako, I think Rukia cared about Ichigo."

I chuckled. "Figures, a human for a traitor." The perfect match.

"Why do you think that, just because Rukia was trying to save someone, she was seriously a traitor?" Arisa asked me.

I believed every rumor on the matter because I no longer trusted Rukia or looked up to her like I once did, now I hate her. "I just think that Rukia should've known better than to give her powers to a human." I said, the distain in my voice was obvious.

"I suppose you're right, but what would you've done…?" Arisa asked.

"That's simple, I would've let him take on the Hollow and I'd save his sisters." I said, making the question seem like a stupid question to ask. Why even ask? My eyes were focused on the front door of Ichigo's house. Arisa said that it was odd for someone our age to be so focused, but I see no problem with being focused on something.

"You're heartless." Arisa sighed.

"I just said that I'd save his sisters. So I can't be all heartless." I pointed out. Duh!

"Fine, you're somewhat heartless!" Arisa said, crossing her arms over her chest in defiance.

"We might spot a Hollow anytime now, keep alert!" I said, my eyes searching the area.

Arisa sighed. "Why are you so high-strung?"

"I'm not high-strung, I just follow orders without a second thought." I said. How dare you!

Arisa sweatdropped.

Something howled not too far away.

We both stood up. "Hollow!" We ran in the direction that the howling came from.

While running there, I sensed the presence of two Hollows instead of one.

"Sadako, there's two." Arisa said, she had picked it up too.

I nodded. "I know. One for both of us." I said, smiling evilly.

We stopped not five minutes later; two Hollows were walking toward us. Neither was really big, just ugly… Really ugly!

The smaller of the two stopped ten feet from us. "What have we here…? Two Soul Reapers!"

The bigger one eyed us like we were on a silver platter. "I think their souls should be delicious. You take the one with brown-black hair, I'll take the other one."

"Agreed." The smaller Hollow said, approaching Arisa.

The bigger Hollow approached me. "You look tasty, Soul Reaper."

I continued to smile evilly as I drew my Zanpakto off of my back. "Sorry to disappoint, but I don't take compliments from scum!"

The Hollow lunged at me, ready to eat my soul. I dodged and tried to bring my Zanpakto down and kill the Hollow with one strike, it dodged somehow. I implanted my Zanpakto in the ground and quickly pulled it back up, I did just in time to avoid the Hollow again and try to kill it again. I grazed its arm, it was just a minor wound, so it didn't retreat.

I looked over at Arisa's battle for just a split second and saw that she had to use her Zanpakto's – its name is Mitsuki Fushiyama – power to defeat the Hollow. I got the idea that these things were too fast to defeat without using my Zanpakto's power.

"You'll die now." I said, smirking.

"Really?" The Hollow jeered, interested.

I threw my Zanpakto into the air and said an incantation; my Zanpakto became thousands of bloodstained cherry blossom petals that launched themselves at the Hollow. My Zanpakto's name is quite literal; I think it's a cool name: Blood Sakura – or Blood Cherry Blossom.

I saw one of the cherry blossoms floating down to meet me and I caught it between my first and second fingers. "Not many people can appreciate the true beauty of a bloodstained cherry blossom. Can you, Hollow?" But how can a monster appreciate true beauty?

The Hollow disappeared not a moment later. My Blood Sakura turned back to normal and I resheathed it on my back.

Arisa walked up to me. "Sometimes I wonder how you can stand having to say that incantation to make your Zanpakto's power work."

I sighed and took out some bandages from a pocket in my robe and bandaged Arisa's hand. "And sometimes I wonder how you can stand having to cut yourself to make Mitsuki Fushiyama's power work." I finished bandaging her hand and we were walking back to our post. "And you know that my Zanpakto's name is Blood Sakura, so call it as such."

We leapt back onto the roof across the street from Ichigo's place and sat back down.

Arisa sighed. "Fine. I just can't see how Blood Sakura can be so difficult to summon."

I shrugged. "You get used to it. It was hard at first."

Arisa laughed. "Yeah, hard for you, painful for me! I have to give my Mitsuki Fushiyama my blood before it can work."

"That is true." I said, acting innocent.

Ichigo walked out of his house. "I'll be back with the food soon!"

Arisa's eyes darted immediately to Ichigo. I didn't care for him too much and figured that I could let Arisa watch this one. Arisa told me that she thought Ichigo looked hot.

I sighed. "You can't have those thoughts about him, Arisa."

"Why not, why not??" Arisa was being a pest; she knew it, that's why she was being a pest.

"Because…do you want to end up like that traitor Rukia?!" I nearly shouted, had I shouted our position would've been given away, and that wouldn't have been good.

Arisa didn't say another word about Ichigo the rest of the day.

I walked over to the wall and shut my eyes. "Night guard."

I could hear Arisa sigh. "Fine."

I went to sleep.

Next Time;

Chance Discovery:

While fighting a Hollow, Sadako and Arisa could be discovered by Ichigo.