A/N: Ok, I wanted to write something that might be worth writing..this might not be great but it probably kicks the rest of my story's asses..and on a funny note..in the season of bleach that has ep120 in it..i find it amusing that the part of the opening song talKing about 'lovers' and secret places is matched the where there's an Ichigo in the sunset and little pictures of the hollow mask and Shirosaki flash across it..hmmhmmhmm..coincidental? I think not..kubo is sending secret messages! Lol..and my disclaimer: BLEACH is tiiiight man! No seriously, BLEACH belongs to tite kubo..or kubo tite?

Ch-1

'Trash'..'worthless'..'useless'..

He kept thinking about those two arrancar. The huge kill-happy one, and the small, quiet, emo one.

'he's trash..a let down..fake shinigami' whatever he had said. For some reason the insults had stuck with him.

He knew he was still weak, and in the future there would be more fights to come with them.

The biggest reason he had to become stronger was Aizen. he needed to be powerful enough to take him on and defeat him.

He'd been contemplating who he could train with to boost his skill level, and fighting endurance.

There was Yoruichi, goddess of flash, special in up close fighting and quit knock-out hits, but that wasn't him, he wasn't trying to improve speed.

There was urahara, if he didn't mind life threatening training with odd side effects like more demons to threaten his soul.

Another thing against training with him was he could already put so many marks on that striped lamp-shade hat already, and he didn't have time to waste with urahara's riddles and such.

The vizards had taught him several skills though. They'd showed him how to follow their spiritual pressure and most importantly gave him the chance to fight and suppress the hollow residing within his soul, how to have a somewhat bit of control over when the mask appeared, and how to use its reiatsu to increase his strength.

Maybe he could go back and demand to be shown more, taught more. Wait…vizards..supress..hollow! his hollow..

It was incredibly stupid and hopeless to even think that the insane bastard would even consider 'helping' his King, the person he hated and wanted very much so to devour and kill..but still..he needed someone strong though, someone who was unsurpassable in skill and could teach him exactly what he needed to know, which that demon could.

he could release a Getsuga Tenshou without yelling the name, and the energy released was more powerful then what Ichigo, who merely mimicked him, could achieve. The hollow also had creative, insane and dangerous, but still creative ways of wielding zangetsu. Plus, he obviously he enjoyed fighting with Ichigo, so why not give it a shot?

Ichigo was more so trying to convince himself of what he was going to need to do then anything. He did NOT like facing the murderous, and most likely royally pissed hollow, let alone ask for help.

This was not a good idea, it was very dangerous to his health, and the fate of the universe. He already made up his mind, but his self preservation instinct kept telling him it was a bad idea..(this instinct was worKing correctly..)

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His King was too thick-headed to realize the mental link between their -to Shirosaki's dismay- minds was still in existence. Shirosaki could still see all of King's thoughts. The only reason Ichigo couldn't do the same because he was too mentally blind to use it, therefore in ignoring it it'd gotten weaker on his end.

Even though he hated having anything to do with King, the link was the only thing he could use to know what was happening, and whether or not he was needed to protect the body or soul, when that idiot was too weak to do so.

It wasn't raining in the inner world of the now asleep Ichigo, it was only slightly misty, a sign of slight worry and anxiety he'd come to figure out the few times he actually paid attention..

The very pissed off hollow was pacing violently, hard enough to break the glass of the blue roof sides. He knew what King was planning and hoping for..

..how could that asshole even think-consider- no DREAM that he'd ever EVER help

Him after the length he'd gone to to supress and block him..

he was such a hard-headed arrogant asshole!

However, they -for whatever idiotic, horrible, and unforgivable reason- did share the same soul and body, which meant that if Ichigo got his ass killed, it'd be the same fate for Shirosaki himself, he really truly despised that boy!

He wanted nothing more then to rip him to shreds!..

'so why not?'

'..'cause if I kill 'im I'd die too, idiot!', he answered himself.

'then why not take control? Devour him or let him die, then you'd have free reign over the body and soul, ne?'

'…'

He knew the answer to that.

No matter what he said about 'killing ichigo's friends, family and Ichigo himself, it was mostly a bluff to show dominance, power, and to scare Ichigo a bit.

The reason he couldn't was because he wasn't a big enough part of ichigo's soul to take over.

The whole of the being he was a part of was ichigo's since it was made, therefore the biggest part of the whole was ichigo's as well.

Shirosaki was the lesser part, and because he'd been suppressed and pushed so far down, the fraction of the soul that was his, had shrunk even smaller. So if he ever did go for a takeover the body would reject him.

The only reason he could even have control for such a short time during the rough fights was either because Ichigo, the 'King' of the soul had called on his spiritual power-the mask-,OR the body had used up so much of its energy and reiatsu that it couldn't survive without him. He was used as a last resort to live.

He hated being the protector of the person he so despised!

'well thank you for that enlightening explanation…why not train him to not be such a weakling?'

'..an' lose thuh few secon's I have o' bein' able ta fight?..or prove me existen' with the damn hollow mask?'

'..you just said you hated protecting him..'

'I'm full o' contradictions..'

'…your options are to suck it up and teach him in hopes of becoming a bigger part of his soul, or him nearly dying, and you saving his hopeless ass again..'

'or even better he dies!'

'you'd die too…'

TalKing to himself out loud wasn't helping him.

Actually it was only maKing him even more pissed off, so he started hurling small Getsugas into the distance of the annoyingly un-reactive scenery for entertainment.

It would've been a lot more fun to shoot blasts at little inner-world people or even inner-world pigeons just to kill them in mid-air, but no the mindscape was so incredibly boring, or infuriatingly wet.

Zangetsu watched the hollow disinterestedly from his pole of ponderment, as Shirosaki continued to screech out half of his conversation with himself, and alleviate his stress by sending blasts of raw energy at invisible targets.

He rolled his eyes and blew air upwards in annoyance

By the time King had woken up he still wasn't decided on what he would do. After more bickering with himself he decided it was up to King. It all depended on how he asked. If he demanded to be taught, and tried to 'force' Shirosaki to teach him, then King and his arrogance be damned, he'd rather die then serve him like the horse he was treated as.

If King came here and begged and pleaded with him, then fuck that, he would not associate with sniveling weaklings, he deserved to die, no King should beg, and Shirosaki would not tolerate it.

If Shirosaki liked the way he asked, no cocky expectance, or no weak begging, then maybe he would give Ichigo a chance..maybe

In the meantime he was entertaining himself by shooting more blasts up at the sky.

This attack he gathered as much reiatsu into it as he could pull from the air around him and directed it lazily up to the misting sky. A small gash appeared in the clouds, which just as quickly resealed itself and closed off. Shirosaki found this entertaining to say the least and continued doing it, laughing at the headache he knew he was causing.

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Ichigo was on his way to school. Some of his friends had caught up with him and they were all chattering on. Orihime, ishida, chad, rukia.

Then over nothing anyone could really see the orange headed shinigami tripped flat on his face.

It'd felt like something had tapped the back of his head, that'd caused him to loose his balance and trip.

Orihime started up with the usual 'kurosaki-kun?'s and fidgeting over him, while chad offered his silence, and ishida nonchalantly coughed 'klutz', under his breath and smothered a laugh.

The rest of the walk he continued tripping, he caught himself though, so he wouldn't have a broken nose, and so 'orihime the worrier' wouldn't continue to try and catch him. He did NOT like the death glares being shot at him by the quincy..and would prefer not to have energy arrows shot at him..

When the bell rung, and they were in the classroom, it was zone-out time. He created little scenes in his head about what might happen..

The possibilities went from the pale copy agreeing and only slicing him a little bit, to him materializing into his fucked up world and being shredded by the hollow.

'..hmm shinigami shredder..like a paper shredder!...damn..'

He raised an eyebrow at his own weird musings and didn't bother writing down notes for the class..

By the end of the day he'd sort of gotten together what he would do. He had plans A-H for when something went wrong. (no incase about it..)

Ichigo was steeled and ready to face that lunatic. Only thing was he wasn't surehow to get to his inner world. Each time he'd gone there someone else had taken him.

First was when urahara's 'training' hadput him there during the hollowfication/shinigami transformation, then with the almost dying fight against kenpachi zangetsu had taken him there, and the most recent was when shinji had used some kidou spell to put him there. He thought maybe if he thought about the blue buildings or something stupid would work.

'blue buildings..sideways,,psychotic white dead people..old men who stand on poles…urgh..'

Eventually he just fell asleep sitting upright at his desk.

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Yep. King is an idiot. He cant even figure out how to get inside his own HEAD!

'maybe it's NOT sucha good idea ta teach him anythin'..'

He knew how to get King here, he could sic his reiatsu on him and drag him here.

and he'd make King as miserable as he was!..hopefully?

okay, hope that wasn't too terrible. Im planning on making it a hichiichi lurve story with some other pairings maybe…I read through this a few times for mistakes, hopefully i got them all..