FOREWORD:
I was cleaning my bedroom, when I found something quite interesting.
The first story I have ever wrote with Kuro in it.
Back then, I was twelve years old, and I wanted to see where my angelic hero started.
The result... Well, see for yourself. I will be posting each "episode" of this piece on this website for all my fans, so, please remember, I was 12... so enjoy!^^

Prologue

Yeah, my life was pretty much the same as any other 12 year old's life, every day I had missions, along with my school work. But in the summer, all I did was missions, missions, MISSIONS! But, the real struggle was with school. No, no, not because of academic reasons, but something else... actually, more like a lot of somethings. But why don't I go back to when it all began? Back in the beginning of September.

Chapter One:

The Alchemist

I was busy reaping souls, I was told in my childhood, that I was meant to be a soul reaper, but, that wasn't my real dream, oh no, my real dream, was to become a ninja. So after I finished my soul reaper duties, I had to get back into my body. I was staring at my host body when I realized my mod soul had finished none of the work (at the moment computer class) When the bell rang, I noticed an alchemist, about my age with brown hair, and brown eyes.

She was carrying her spell book or whatever it is what alchemists do. I didn't understand alchemy that well, my grade was a D+. I noticed her book was titled Alchemy for the Intermediate. She must be a part of the advanced class. I walked over and introduced myself. "Excuse me!" I said, "I noticed you're carrying an intermediate alchemy book, are you in advanced alchemy?"

"Yes, why?" she asked.

"Well, I am having trouble in alchemy, and I was wondering if you could tutor me in alchemy."

"Well, I don't even know you." she said, "Maybe you could sit with me at lunch so we can get to know each other better."

"I'd be glad to" I responded. after that, I left and headed to my Genjutsu class. "Oh crap!" I thought, "what is Rin going to think!" Rin was one of my closest friends, I've been sitting with her at lunch all year long. "Oh, she's going to be mad at me now..." So I ran through the halls and entered the class room with caution.