I'm Just Your Problem Chapter 1, a bleach fanfic

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I'm Just Your Problem

Chapter 1: Problematic?

The title of this first chapter sucks, but whatever. My new Bleach story! Yes, the title is the title of something Marceline sings in Adventure Time, leave me alone... R&R!

High school. Not only high school, a Performing Arts high school. It had taken me three auditions, five interviews and a small concert to convince the principal and vice-principal to let me go to the school.

Not that I have anything against Mr. Yamamoto or Mr. Sasakibe, but it's shouldn't take that long for somebody to get accepted into a fucking school. I mean, it IS supposed to be the best Performing School in Japan, so I guess that might be a reason, but come on. Five interviews? FIVE?!

But anyway, I'm lucky I even got in. My friend Nozomi says its super hard to get in. She said she had to have seven interviews before they let her in. My other friend Rangiku tried but failed to get in, so I guess I'm lucky in that way too.

My older sister Hisanna woke me up this morning. Her husband Byakuya was standing the kitchen making breakfast when I finally bothered to come down.
"Do you have all your books?" He asked. "Your guitar? Your music?"
"I've got everything, Onii-sama. Don't worry so much." I replied, shoving my lunchbox into one of the pouches in my backpack and snatching a piece of toast from a plate.
"Did I say you could eat that?"
"No, but I am anyway!" I said with a smile. He frowned and slid a pancake on a plate and handed it to me.
"Eat this too." He put two poached eggs in a bowl and added it to the plate. I smiled and dug in.
"Mmm! Great as always, Nii-sama!" I said with a smile, forking more food into my mouth.
"Here's some milk. I've heard it's good for your voice." I took the glass eagerly and drank the whole thing in a matter of seconds. I smacked the glass down on the counter (seriously, I'm amazed it didn't break) and smiled at my brother.
"Well, I should go," I turned to my sister. "Hisanna-nee-san! Will you drive me to school?!"
"Sure!" She said happily, coming out of her room and smiling at me. "Let's go!"

The car ride over was uneventful and boring. I was tuning my guitar while my sister drove and there were several times when she had to yell at me to stop singing Breaking Benjamin. Apparently, you can't sing Evil Angel on repeat at the top of your lungs without being yelled at. At least I know one thing. Becoming the District Attorney means turning into a music-hating bitch who can't take a fucking joke. Oh well. Mediocre shrug, I guess.
"Alright, little Sis! See you later!" My sister gave me a kiss on the forehead and I go out of her super-expensive brand-new Mercedes Benz and walked through the front doors.
"Rukia-chan!" Nozomi screamed, throwing her arms around me and gripping me tightly.
"Hey Nozomi!" I said, hugging her back.
"You should practice one of your songs for your class! There's an empty room with a piano, do you can do one of those songs! Oh! Do Crawl!"
"... The Breaking Benjamin song? I don't really think I could do an acoustic version of that..."
"No, stupid! The Superchick song!"
"Oh. I guess I could do that... I'd rather do the Breaking Benjamin song though- AAHH!"
She grabbed my wrist and dragged me into an empty room with a beautiful grand piano in it.
"Th-this is this exact same piano we have at my house! It cost my sister a fortune!"
"Yeah! Sit down and start singing!" My finger grazed over the keys, setting them down where I could start playing Crawl.
"I still wanna do the Breaking Benjamin one..."
"Maybe later, just sing this one!" I sighed.
"Alright, fine." I started pressing keys and began to sing.

"How long will this take?
How much can I go through?
My heart, my soul aches
I don't know what to do
I bend, but don't break
Somehow I'll get through
'Cause I have you

And if I had to crawl
Would, you'd crawl too?
I stumble and I fall
Carry me through
The wonder of it all is you
See me through

Oh, Lord, where are you?
Do not forget me here
I cry in silence
Can you not see my tears?

When all have left me
And hope has disappeared
You'll find me here

And if I had to crawl
Would, you crawl too?
I stumble and I fall
Carry me through
The wonder of it all is you
See me through

When everything I was is lost
I have forgot but you have not
When I am lost, you have not lost me
When everything I was is lost
I have forgot but you have not
When I am lost, you have not lost me, you have not lost me

And if I had to crawl
Would, you'd crawl too?
I stumble and I fall
Carry me through
The wonder of it all is you
See me through."

I continued playing the remaining piano solo for about forty-five seconds after I stopped singing. Once I was finally done I heard,
"Huh. I thought I heard an Angel's Choir, but it was just a little freshman." I spun around, blushing.
"Wh-who are you?" I asked the boy, standing against the doorframe next to Nozomi. He had spiky orange hair that was obviously bleached, and warm brown eyes that smiled behind black-rimmed glasses. (A/N: See story cover)
"Ichigo Kurosaki. I'm a sophomore and the most popular boy in school."
"R-really?" I said with another small blush.
"Yeah. Who're you?"
"R-Rukia Kuchiki. Freshman."
"Kuchiki? You're loaded!"
"I get that a lot..." I said quietly, looking down at the piano. "I actually have this same piano in my living room."
"You must be rich then. I heard it took seven years of fundraising for the school to afford this piano."
"That's a long time..." I said, running my fingers over the ivory keys. "But this really is a great piano."
"So, can I ask you something?"
"Uh, sure."
"Would you like to be my Problem?"
"Your... what?"
"My Problem! It's when an upperclassmen tutors a freshman or new sophomore in music for the whole year! We both get extra credit for it too!"
"Really?" I said, excited about extra credit on the very first day for the whole year.
"Yeah!" He said happily. "Hey, do you know any other songs you could play on the piano?"
"Plenty! Name anything by Evanescence!" He shrugged.
"I don't really care. Just sing something else. You're really talented. And cute." He said with a smirk. I blushed at the last part, but set my fingers back down on the keys.
"Uh, I-I know Sally's Song the best, but Taking Over Me is my favorite, but Lost In Paradise has more piano... Augh! Seriously, of Taking Over Me, Sally's Song, and Lost In Paradise, which one should I do?"
"Uh... Sally's Song? I guess?"
"Great!" I set my fingers down on the keys. "This one's kinda short, but it has really great piano solos!"
My fingers started to graze over the keys and plink out the sweet melody.

"I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend

And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be

What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn't last

And will we ever... end up together?
No, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one

And will we ever end up together?
Ohhhhhhh

And will we ever end up together?
No, I think not, it's never to become...
For I am not the one..."

Ichigo started to clap once I was done.
"That's a really depressing song!"
"Yeah I know, but I know it really well. Actually, I know a lot of their songs on piano. I can sing them too, but anybody can do that." I said, trying to keep myself from playing one of the more complicated pieces I knew just so he'd clap more for me. It was pretty nice to know that the most popular kid in school thought I was really talented. ... And cute...
"Hey," He said. I looked at him. "You never answered my question."
"Question...?"
"Do you want to be my Problem?!"
"Ooooh. Yeah!" I said with a smile, standing up and walking over towards him.
"Awesome! Grab your backpack, and I'll go tell the masses."
"Wh-what?"
"Well, everybody has to know I have a Problem so they don't come begging for me to let them be my Problem! Duh!"
"R-right." I knew this was a bad idea the second he explained it. I didn't want anybody to know because there was going to be at least one person, maybe more, who was crazy in love with Kurosaki-Senpai and was going to want me dead.
But, I still picked up my backpack and dragged myself out into the hallway.
"So, what's your first class, Rukia?"
"Uh... It's uh... Improv, I wanna say."
"Cool! I'll walk you over there." He smiled at me a draped an arm on my shoulder. I immediately heard whispers.

"Oh my god! Is that Ichigo Kurosaki?"
"Duh! Who else has such awesome glasses?"
"But who's that girl with him?"
"Probably his Problem, or something."
"Yeah, that's what I'd think."
"Inoue-san better not hear about this."
"Yeah, she'd go crazy if she found out about this girl!"
"I agree."
"Maybe she's not here today."
"Oh shit, I see her! Senpai and that girl are totally dead!"
"I can't wait to see this!"

I was confused, so I looked around and saw a girl with amber hair that went down to her back and gray eyes coming down a flight of steps. Kurosaki-Senpai's arm dropped from my shoulder, but he stayed by my side.
"Ichigo-kuuuuuuuun!" She said, running over to him and throwing her arms around him. I stood there and blink a couple times. She had completely ignored my presence!
"How was your summer? We didn't talk at all!"
"We're not dating anymore, Orihime-san..."
"Whaaa? Yeah we are, silly!" She said, making a weird face.
"No, we aren't."
"Whatev-" Her eyes caught my gaze. "Now who are you?"
"R-Rukia Kuchiki, I'm a freshman."
"Kuchiki? You're loaded!" I sighed. "Well anyway, what are you doing standing with Ichigo-kun? He's MY boyfriend, ya know."
"Umm... I'm his, uh... Problem." Her eyes got wide.
"His Problem? Ichigo-kun, you told me you'd NEVER have a female problem!"
"Well, she's really good. And furthermore, that was before I broke up with you," Kurosaki-senpai sighed. "Look, I'll try to talk to you later. I have to walk Rukia to her new classes and then we have to meet up after school for our first day of practice." I saw a vein in Orihime's forehead throb.
"B-but-"
"Look, just leave me alone for a while." She frowned.
"Humph. Fine," She turned around. "I'll get my own Problem, and he'll be more awesome than you for sure! And it WILL be a he!"
"That's great, Orihime-san..." Ichigo said.
"YOO-HOO! MEGA-CUTIE!" She screamed, walking up to a kid opening his locker about ten feet from us. He turned.
"Are you talking to me?"
"Yup! Do you want me to be your music tutor? We both get extra credit, AND I'm the most popular girl in school! You should feel honored!"
"Uh, sure."
"Great! What's your name?"
"Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra Schiffer."
"Are you a freshman?"
"I'm a sophomore, but this is my first day at this school."
"Great!" She said, giving him a hug. He gave her a confused look, but eventually gave up and hugged her back.
"C'mon, Ulquiorra-kun, we've gotta go to class!" She said after she pulled back from his embrace.
"Uh, okay." He got his books out of his locker and the pair walked off.
Kurosaki-Senpai scowled. "Bitch..."
"What did you mean by "we aren't dating anymore?" Kurosaki-Senpai?"
"Ichigo's fine," He said. "And we went out for a while during freshman year and I broke up with her, but I guess she refused to believe it or something, so oh well. I mean, she was a pretty good kisser, but she was kinda possessive..." He scratched his head, stopping in front of a door. "This is your first hour, right?"
"I guess." I replied, really wanting to hear more about Ichigo-Senpai's relationship with Orihime Inoue.
"Alright! I'll be back after class to get you. Oh, and after school, I'll come get you again and I'm gonna let you meet my friends and we can start our sessions."
"Uh, okay!" He smiled and waved, walking towards his own class.

I plopped down in a chair in my first hour and looked around. Nozomi was there, as well as my friends Nemu, Momo and Nelliel who we just call Nel.
"Hey guys!" I said, standing up so I could sit by them.
"You are soooo lucky, Rukia-chan!" Nel whined.
"Huh?"
"You're getting tutored by Ichigo Kurosaki!" Momo responded.
"Yeah! He's super cute!" Nozomi said.
"It's not that big of a deal, right?"
"Yeah, it's a HUGE deal! Ichigo Kurosaki is the most popular boy in school!"
"Can you set me up with one of his friends?"
"Uh..."
"Please!"
"I... Umm..." The bell rang and we straightened ourselves in our chairs.
"Alright class!" A woman said from the front of the room.
"I'm Yoruichi Shihouin, but you can call me Yoruichi-Sensei. I'm teaching your Improv class because I couldn't find anything better to teach!" (A/N: And 'cause I can't think of a better teacher...)
My first day was all around boring. Ichigo-Senpai came to get me from all my classes, and at the end of the day he came and got me from my Math class (because apparently I still have to fucking take math) and brought me into a room in the back of the school. Inside were several other boys, most of them playing on laptops.
"Uh, Rukia, this is Chad Sado, Uryû Ishida, Renji Abarai, and Grimmjow Jeagerjaques."
"Who's this, Ichigo?" One of the boys, I think his name was Renji, asked. He had bright red hair, dark brown eyes and something I could only process as Gang tattoos all over his face and down his arms.
"This is my new Problem!" Ichigo-Senpai answered.
"Huh," The boy with cerulean hair and eyes to match called from the TV where he was playing video games with, uh, Chad. Grimmjow, I think. "Hey, Rukia, you any good at Call of Duty: Black Ops?"
"Uh, I guess. I've played Modern Warfare, do you have that?" I asked, crouching down next to the two of them.
"I, uh, think so." Chad said, flipping through a huge box of assorted video games.
"Hey Rukia," ...Ishida(?) asked. "Do you know anything about computers?"
"Hmm... I guess. What's wrong?"
"I was just wondering."
"Oh."
"Well Rukia, we need to get started," Ichigo said, sitting me down at the piano. "Play something. Or I can give you your guitar if you want it."
"Can I have my guitar?" He nodded and opened the case, sliding my brand-new, customized, Gibson Les Paul out of the black lining.
"Oh my fucking Kami-sama..." Grimmjow said, reaching out a hand to touch the neck of the guitar.
"What?" I asked, taking if from Ichigo-Senpai.
"How did you afford that?!"
"My name's Rukia Kuchiki."
"You're loaded!" They all screamed.
"Ya know, everyone who I've told my last name has said those two words in response."
"Just play something!" A song popped into my head and I shrugged, knowing I liked the song.
"I'm gonna play American Idiot!" I grabbed the neck of my guitar and started to play.

Don't wanna be an American idiot!
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind fuck America

Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue

Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along to the age of paranoia

Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the media
Information age of hysteria
It's calling out to idiot America

They all stated at me once I looked up from my guitar.
"What?" I asked.
"You're really good."
"Thanks!"
"Why don't you sing somethin' Ichigo?" Renji asked. "She is your Problem, and I highly doubt she's heard you sing."
"Kurosaki's gonna sing?" Grimmjow asked, looking up from the box of video games, desperately searching for the one I wanted to play. "This should be good."
"You want me to sing? Fine. Can I borrow your guitar, Rukia?" I nodded and handed it to him like it was a baby with glass bones, which was a completely fair comparison. This cost Onii-sama a fortune, even if we ARE "loaded".

Senpai sat down on a stool and placed his fingers on a note, pausing for a moment. I heard some shuffling and heard Renji say, "Okay, go," and Senpai started playing until I recognized Had Enough by Breaking Benjamin's rhythm.

Milk it for all it's worth
Make sure you get there first
The apple of your eye
The rotten core inside!

We are all prisoners
Things couldn't get much worse
I've had it up to here
You know your end is near.

You had to have it all,
Well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard, you
Will get what you deserve

When all is said and done,
I will be the one
To leave you in your misery
And hate what you've become

Intoxicated eyes
No longer live that lie
You should have learned by now,
I'll burn this whole world down!

You had to have it all,
Well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard you,
Will get what you deserve.

When all is said and done,
I will be the one
To leave you in your misery
And hate what you've become.

Hold me down (I will live again)
Pull me out (I will break it in)
Hold me down (better in the end)
Hold me down

You had to have it all,
Well have you had enough?
You greedy little bastard, you
Will get what you deserve.

When all is said and done,
I will be the one
To leave you in your misery
And hate what you've become.

Heaven help you!

Senpai finished and heard the sound of several iPhone cameras stop recording video. I looked behind me and saw all four of them holding up their phones, obviously recording Senpai's song.
"Alright! My turn to put it on my Facebook page!" Ishida said.
"No, you dumbass! It's my turn!"
"No, it's MY turn!"
"It's Chad's turn." Senpai said to the arguing teens.
"Y-you're really, really good, Senpai..." I said with a little blush.
"Didn't I tell you Ichigo was fine?"
"Uh, I guess..." I sort of wished that I had recorded Senpai singing. It obviously didn't happen very often, so it felt odd to miss the opportunity.
"Don't worry, Rukia-chan," Renji said. "If you give me your number, I'll send you the vide-"
"Shut up, you player!" Grimmjow said, punching the back of his head. "Just get Chad's number. He'll send you the video and you won't have to be worried about being constantly flirted with. Even I wouldn't trust myself with your digits." He admitted.
Senpai sighed. "Alright, get out all of you, we have work to do." The group of boys frowned.
"Alright." Chad murmured.
"What?"
"Come on!"
"B-but I wanna stay!" Chad opened the door, dragging Ishida and holding Grimmjow and Renji over each shoulder.
"STOP IT!"
"I FUCKING HATE YOU, SADO!"
"Uh-huh." Chad said, smiling at Senpai and closing the door behind him.
"Wait!" I heard from outside.
"We need our backpacks!"
"Yeah, I have Spanish homework!"
"Fine." The three other boys burst into the room where Senpai was sliding my guitar back in the case, thinking if he breathed on it the wrong way it'd shatter. They gathered up all their backpacks, books, and other stuff and quickly left because Chad cracked his knuckles ominously.
The second Senpai was sure they were all gone, he said,
"Alright, Rukia, let's get started!"

Okay! Chapter one! Thank you for reading! If you want to suggest a song I could put in this fic, feel free to review with it! It has to be in English, and I'm trying to keep this story T-rated, so nothing too explicit (I will accept heavy swearing, but not blatantly-stated sexual content). If the rating ever goes up to M, suggest anything you want! -Chiharu Kamida

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