Ok, so I'm writing another story too, but thought of this and got excited lol so I wrote it, Im still writing a bond that trancends time so dont worry but i may be delayed cuz im writing all these on my daddy's laptop and i think somethings wrong and he may get mad and blame me even though its not my fault so i have this and another chapter for this story and im gonna see if i can get chapter 11 for my other story wrote b4 i tell him somethings wrong :D I hope you enjoy it

And I still dont own Bleach

Chapter 1: The mystery of Kuchiki

Ichigo Kurosaki slowly arose from his bed. He weakly searched his room for the object of his desire, a medium sized opaque water bottle. He licked his lips as he reached for the object with little strength, and wrapped his lips around the straw like projection he had flipped open. The warm liquids seeped into his mouth, bringing much needed energy and moisture into his dry mouth. He reluctantly pulled the bottle from his mouth after a small sip, licking his lips again, and set the bottle back into his desk, concealing it and shutting the drawer. With sudden energy he rose from his bed, stretching and giving a yawn of contentment. He was expecting an attack from his father, but when an attack didn't come, he got dressed. As he pulled off his night shirt, his finely toned body was exposed, ever muscle in his chest and abdomen easily visible within his slightly tanned skin. He walked downstairs to find his little sister Yuzu making breakfast.

"Morning Ichi-nee," the little blond girl smiled as she handed Ichigo his usual morning toast. He accepted it with a smile, nodding his head as he made his way to the fridge. He quickly scanned the fridge, and his eyes grew wide once he found what he was looking for. His "protein shakes" that no one else in the house dared to touch. His father drank one once, and promptly spat it out, declaring how disgusting it was. Ichigo told his dad that he didn't have to drink them, so he should stay out of them. He grabbed the opaque bottle and warmed its contents, then poured them into another opaque bottle with a flip lid when his sisters weren't looking and placing it in his backpack.

"I'm heading out Yuzu," Ichigo smiled at his sister as he began to walk out the door.

"Good-bye Ichi-nee!" she smiled back. As Ichigo made his way out of the house, his usual scowl reappeared over his face. He slowly made his way to school, in no particular rush to get there since he always left early. As he walked into the classroom he quickly spotted his friends sitting around his desk.

"Morning Kurosaki-kun!" Orihime Inoue smiled as she waved at him. He placed his bag down at his desk, and then turned around to address his brown haired friend.

"Morning Orihime," he yawned. His eyes were light and slightly sunken in. He hadn't slept well lately and he knew why, but couldn't do anything about it.

"I'll ask you what's wrong at lunch," Tatsuki sighed as she looked at her friend. He smiled slightly at her understanding and sat down at his seat. Their teacher, whose name was Soi Fon walked in with her bag in her right arm, her eyes looked similar to Ichigo's, and similar to him, she could not seem to stop yawning. Ichigo ran his fingers through his bright orange hair, and gazed out the window when Soi Fon addressed the class, causing his attention to be directed at her.

"Attention class, we have a new student today," she sighed as she waved her hand inside. A small girl with raven color hair walked in the room. She was very short with dark violet eyes. Ichigo didn't think anything of it at first, until he picked up an unusual sent and began to feel something in the pit of his stomach. He gave a knowing glaze to Uryu Ishida, who returned the gaze, and then to his teacher, who simply nodded upon noticing his eyes.

"Hello, I hope to make friends and enjoy my time here," the girl smiled. She walked towards the back of the class and took a seat next to Ichigo. "Hello, I'm Rukia, it's nice to meet you," she smiled at Ichigo who gave her a tired gaze.

"Hey, names Ichigo Kurosaki," he yawned. Rukia smiled and nodded. Once she turned away however she began to frown. She did the same as she noticed her teacher continue to yawn as well. She closed her eyes and entered deep thought.

The lunch bell rang and the students began to make their way out of the classroom. Ichigo lingered and made his way over to Soi Fon's desk. She looked up at him and made a week smile.

"Well aren't we looking well today," she laughed as she grabbed her own opaque water bottle.

"These rations are killing me," Ichigo sighed. "What is Yamamoto thinking?"

"I'm not sure. I guess lord Aizen told him that we were running low on our supplies and suppliers, so it would be best for everyone to be rationed," Soi Fon said as she hungrily sucked on the contents in her bottle. "It's killing me to if you haven't noticed Ichigo."

"I can't believe even you high ranking officials are rationed this much. It seems like Aizen is keeping himself well fed though," Ichigo scoffed.

"I wish I knew how he was doing it. He said he's being rationed too. Rationed my ass," she smirked, the life returning to her form.

"Well, I gotta go, I'm starving," Ichigo said as he began to walk out of the room."

"See you at the meeting tonight," his teacher replied. "Oh, and Ichigo?" Ichigo turned around to look at his small teacher. "Keep and eye on Kuchiki." Ichigo nodded and made his way to the room, where his friends were waiting for him.

"It's about time Ichigo," Tatsuki teased as Ichigo sat down in his usual spot. He always sat with his friends, Tatsuki, Orihime, Uryu Ishida, Chad Sado, Keigo Asano, Mizuirio and Renji Abarai.

"Shut up Tatsuki, I don't have the energy to fight," he grunted as he pulled out the bottle from his bag. He flipped open the top and let the warm metallic smell waft in his nose. He felt his mouth begin to water, realizing just how hungry he truly was, and began to slowly drink the warm contents.

"What's wrong Ichigo, you and sensei both look exhausted," Orihime asked her friend with a great look of concern on her face. Ichigo had made his friends aware of his status as a vampire years ago when it first happened. They had all been very understanding, even though he wasn't sure how it happened, since he hadn't been bitten and definitely wasn't the child of vampires. They were also aware of the "council of vampires," which resided inside and around Karakura town, which meant they knew their teacher was one as well. Ichigo had decided to keep his family in the dark though, he wasn't quite sure why, but just decided that it was something that he wanted to keep from them.

"Lord Aizen told us that we were running low on supplies and suppliers, so everyone's been rationed on the amount of blood they receive. We're all so tired, but what can we do?" Ichigo sighed. He instantly regretted talking though and placed his lips rather quickly back on his bottle. He enjoyed his contents slowly though, enjoying every second of his meal, since he wouldn't be eating as often now. His vampire features appeared every time he ate, along with every other vampire. His eyes became darker and his pupils turned into slits. His canines grew into fangs, which protruded the slightest bit from under his lips when his mouth was shut. This look had scared his friends at first, but they grew to accept it as part of him, and it no longer fazed them.

"Which clan is Aizen head of? He must have a great deal of power if his opinion has this much influence on every vampire in Japan," Uryu wondered as he bit into his rice ball. Uryu was one of the last in a dying race, the vampire hunters. The hunters and the vampires had clashed for centuries until the vampires decided to try and conceal themselves amongst humans. There were actually many vampire hunters left, but their powers were left dormant. Uryu, however, had decided to develop his powers. He created a bow and arrows from the demonic energy in the air, and fired them at vampires. There weren't many ways to kill a vampire, but one way was to deliver a demonic arrow into the right ventricle. It took many years of practice to get precise aim, practice which Uryu almost never used. He had realized after Ichigo's transformation that not all vampires were bad. He assisted the council quite often, and often accompanied Ichigo on rogue missions.

"Aizen's the head of the 5th clan, and if you ask me, there's something off about him," Renji sneered. Renji was 1/4th vampire, so he didn't need to drink blood hardly ever. He was powerful enough though to be the demi-lord in the 6th clan under lord Kuchiki. "He has been lord of the 5th house for over 1,000 years; he has almost as much influence as the old man himself."

"Well, I know lord Ukitake doesn't think to fondly of him, and neither does sensei," Ichigo replied. Ichigo was demi-lord of the 13th clan under Lord Ukitake.

"So why don't you guys just go drink like blood from a deer? Or even a…"

"No," Kiego's statement was cut of with a glare from Ichigo. "Animal blood doesn't fill us very long, plus with the diseases that animals carry, even though we're immortal, could end up making it more trouble than it's worth.

"So why don't you drink from, well, us?"

Ichigo glared at Keigo and sighed. It wasn't like he didn't have those desires every now and then but he tried not to think about it. "Most of us try to limit how often we drink from humans, even willing participants. It gives us such a feeling of euphoria that we're afraid we will want it more. It's not like what we drink isn't real human blood, it's just extracted differently, painlessly, and there's absolutely no risk to the human. We try to stick to that." His friends nodded with acceptance.

"Just know that we're here Ichigo," Tatsuki smiled. "We don't want you dieing on us." Ichigo looked at the girl and nodded. He would never admit it, but he was glad to have such good friends. He turned over his shoulder though to look at the new girl Rukia, who was sitting by herself at the edge of the room.

"Hey Renji?" Ichigo asked as he realized his lunch was gone. He sighed, put the bottle back in his bag, and continued with his question. "What do you know about the new girl? Her last name is Kuchiki, and I got the feeling that she was a vampire when she walked in."

"I did too," Uryu replied as he pushed his glasses up his nose.

"That would be because she is," Renji responded, placing his hand on his knee. He leaned forward and lowered his voice to continue. "She Lord Kuchiki's sister and is only now being aloud to enter normal society. Lord Kuchiki was in fear for her life, but finally thinks she's strong enough to stand up for herself."

"Why was he scared for her?" Ichigo asked curiously. All his friends had leaned in now, curious as well.

"She's the last Demon Princess." Ichigo's eyes grew wide. His mouth hung wide open, his fangs slowly receding since he had finished feeding a little but ago.

"She's a what now!"

"Ya, what does that mean?" Chad asked.

"The Demonic Princesses are a now almost completely extinct. No one knows who killed them all off, since their immortality is superior even to pure bloods like Ichigo. The Demonic Princesses have powers unique to only themselves. While most vampires can shape shift, they can shape shift into many different animals, and even other people. They can hypnotize people by humming or singing, and their level of magic is leagues beyond our own. Lord Kuchiki was terrified that she would be killed like all the others, so he hid her. She begged him forever to let her go to school, and he finally caved." Renji stopped his story and looked at his friends. Ichigo's initial shock had subsided, and his normal human appearance had returned.

"Maybe we should talk to her, she's probably lonely," Orihime sighed.

"We will tomorrow, we'll tell her what we are to, maybe she'll feel safer knowingthat we're almost like her," Renji nodded. He looked over to Ichigo, but he was already gone, and so was Rukia.

"Where'd they go?" Keigo asked.

Ok so I hope you liked it! Remember what I said though, feel free to rate and comment!