Hey everyone! This is Supremacy118 and this is my first fanfiction! *APPLAUSE* So I hope you enjoy it as much as possible.

DISCLAIMER: As a law student freshman, I'll say this- I DO NOT OWN BLEACH SO PISS OFF! IF YOU ARE AFTER ME WHEN YOU DO NOT HAVE PROOF! Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo.

CHAPTER ONE: WHEN DEITY MEETS A BEAST

At long last, it finally concluded. Peace was finally restored to both Soul Society and Karakura Town but most importantly, Aizen Sousuke, the monstrous mastermind who sought the end was killed in an epic battle at the hand of a certain orange-haired teen, Substitute Shinigami-Kurosaki Ichigo.

However, such a great battle couldn't end simply. As an aftereffect of Ichigo's 'Mugetsu', the teen had fallen into a coma. Brief cheers molded into worry as every shinigami silently hoped for the better for their substitute saviour.

-Two months later-

A scream could be heard from the Squad 4 barracks which immediately was accompanied by a delightful chant of joy. Captain Unohana shunpoed into the room of incident along with Isane with other seated members running behind into the room. Soon, the entire room jerked with life as everyone present gazed their eyes upon the hero who has awakened from his long slumber. Ichigo saw many people cheering and fist-pumping in excitement. He simply smiled as he scratched the back of his head, after which he simply replied: I'm back.

Soon, his friends Renji, Rukia, Uryu, Inoue, Chad as well as Ikkaku, Rangiku, Yumekichi and Ganju came to see on how the 'hero' was coping, along with other soul reapers who wished to greet him. After several handshakes, thousands pats on the back, millions of bearhugs, hundreds of ass grabs (90% were female), 600 research requests from the 12th Squad and other desired encounters, the teen was left to rest with his friends thanks to Captain Unohana's 'friendly' request to let him rest, though her request bore the essence of death.

'You really know how to worry people, Kurosaki' Uryu spoke whilst adjusting his specks.

'Good to see you're alive and well, Ichigo' Chad said with a thumbs up.

'Welcome back, Kurosaki-kun!' Orihime said with tears forming up.

Rukia had a more relieved look on her face now that her friend had woken up and rewarded him with a sucker punch to the face.

'OUCH! What the hell was that for?!'

'You dimwit! You acted reckless again and got hurt!

Though it was apparent that she was worried, it was as clear as day that she happy and so was every one of his friends who came to see him.

-Meanwhile, in Heuco Mundo-

Everything was gone. Everyone was gone but that didn't stop the Commander from taking precautions, as such, he sent a garrison of Shinigami to inspect it. Though, every stone was turned by the group, they still didn't sense the fading presence of a deadly adversary. Even though her wounds were severe, she sped past her spies with every ounce of willpower and reiatsu she could muster. Yes, the Tres Espada, Tia Halibel was not a mouse that is easily catchable.

After escaping the palace, she opened a Gargantia and entered as it began closing. Just before it engulfed her, she looked back at the palace and grunted as she yelled with all her might, though not loud enough for the Shinigami to hear:

'I'LL KILL YOU….AAAIIZEEEN!'

-Soul Society, Seiretei-

There was a great feat held in honour of Ichigo. Smiles were brimming, laughs were launching, the atmosphere was a joyful one of relief and satisfaction.

If being in the centre of a delinquent fight was Ichigo's interpretation of being in the centre of the limelight then he was dead wrong. Every Shinigami once again barricaded the teen, all trying to express their gratitude. They were unaware that they were suffocating him. Poor kid.

Rangiku, who had noticed Ichigo's entrance, got everyones attention via her half-drunken yammering.

'Everyone, our hero, Kurosaki Ichigo has arrived!' she yelled, which was replied by an audible applause.

After talking and shaking hands with more hundreds of Shinigami, the Captain-Commander finally announced the occasioned purpose. Behind him were all the captains as well as vice-captains, all lined in symmetrical order.

"Kurosaki Ichigo, you fought bravely against a foe who treaded onto godly boundaries and defeated him. You also fought many powerful foes who would have brought Armageddon upon Seiretei. All your exploits have saved not only the lives of the living world and Soul Society but both the worlds they live in. for that, I thank you on behalf of Soul Society."

With that, the Commander did something that even made Kenpachi gasp. Yes, the captain known as the dark side of the universe gasped and what it was was that Genryuusai Yamamoto performed a gazebo in front of Ichigo.

As if that wasn't a rare occasion, all the captains behind him equally went on their knees. Kenpachi couldn't help but smile.

"T-That's alright. I did it because I wanted to, plus it wouldn't be cool if my friends and family got obliterated by some power-hungry wacko." He said flustered while scratching his left cheek.

The 13 Captains rose onto their feet once again and the banquet resumed, with cheerful disposition, celebrating another day, though a really, really close call, about living another day and without a doubt, every Shinigami would say it regardless how much time would pass: THANK YOU KUROSAKI ICHIGO!

-The next day-

It was time to go back to the real world. The Sekaimon was brimming with light as it awaited its guests to leave the realm known as Soul Society. Chad, Inoue, Ishida and Ichigo were walking with smiles on their faces though Ishida wouldn't let anyone see it completely.

As each person entered the gate, Ichigo gave one last look to Rukia and Renji who were equally smiling back.

"I'll be seeyin y'all later, Rukia, Renji!"

"Yeah" they said in unison as they watched their hero of a friend go back home.

-Meanwhile, Living world, random street-

The fugitive Tres Espada or at least supposedly was walking with her open wounds, leaking rivers of crimson blood every time she steps on the concrete jungle of Karakura Town. She was unaware where she was going. Her face directed towards the front but not seeing whats in it. The only thought that processed in and out of her mind was piercing her blade into Aizen's head.

Though her desire strong, her body spoke otherwise. As a result, without even noticing the sudden shadow of unconsciousness dawning upon her, she falls to the ground, her teal eyes gazing into the distance before sealing them for the sake of her defeat to her wounds.

Finally, Ichigo and company had come home. The breeze dancing on their skin, the sound whispering into their ears. They missed everything and were relieved that they would embrace in its soothing glory once again. In the middle of their remembrance, the whole crew of the Urahara Shop was awaiting the heroes (mostly Ichigo, of course) arrival.

"Heeehhhh… You're back already?" Jinta sarcastically said. In reality, he was very happy.

"Welcome back" Ururu shyly said.

"Welcome back everyone. Oh, Kurosaki-san, back so soon?" Urahara said waving his fan mischievously.

"Disappointed?" he smirked

"Not in the least. Glad you're safe. All of you." That reply was somewhat softer which surprised the group inwardly.

"Yep. Though you're still kicking the bucket…unfortunately…" Ichigo teased.

"Ehhh!?"

Everyone laughed acknowledging the relaxation. In the midst of it, a certain black kitty pounced onto the teen's shoulder.

"Back so soon, Ichigo?" Yoruichi playfully purred.

"Yea. I've finished my business in Seireitei."

"So, now what will you do next? Look for a girlfriend?"

"NO DAMMIT!"

Yoruichi is known for teasing people. But for some reason, she enjoyed teasing Ichigo the most. Whatever her reasons, she really liked it.

As time passed, the not-so-ordinary friends departed back to their homes respectively. After what has happened up till now, they deserve a long, peaceful rest.

"You're going home now Kurosaki-san?" Urahara asked

"Uh-huh. Its getting late. Plus, my stupid old man will probably bother you guys about my whereabouts."

"True. Alrighty then. See you soon, hero" he said waving his fan banzai-style.

"S-sure…" he sweatdropped from the awkward style.

With that, Ichigo left the shop now headed for his home.

"Hey Yoruichi-san?"

"What is it Kisuke?"

"He's grown up to be a fine man, hasn't he?"

"Yes he has. Its hard to believe that he was the same reckless child who rushed into every battle and mostly emerge victorious"

Unknown to the chocolate beauty, her childhood friend had taken off his classical hat and looked out towards the twilit sky.

"He's saved me again. And this time, its…my present and future. I really owe him. BIG time."

Yoruichi couldn't help but notice a tear forming in her friend's eye. She has never, in all her ancient and still ongoing life, seen Kisuke Urahara, cry. If Soifon was here, she would never leave him alone. Seriously, the bitch hates the guy. He would make him remember it like it was his flipping birthday.

Nevertheless, it was SUPER rare. A single thought popped in her head: YOU'VE REALLY HELPED HIM ICHIGO. THANKS.

-Random street-

Ichigo was deep in thought as he proceeded back home. Thinking back, he couldn't help but remember the words he told Rukia after he got her powers.

-Flashback-

I'm not a saint to just help people I don't even know. However, I'm not such a scumbag to just watch others suffer. So you can count me in on this Shinigami thing!

-Flashback,end-

He couldn't restrain his smile. He held his fist to the heavens triumphantly and said:

"Oh, I love being a Substitute Shinigami"

However, at the spur of the moment, his badge went off. Ichigo instantly became a Shinigami and shunpoed towards the source. Upon arriving, the teen spotted something that he never expected to see at all. An arrancar. But for some reason, when he looked at the fallen vigilante, her body covered in wounds no normal human could survive. He did not feel anger nor hatred. In fact, he felt sorry for her. He didn't know why but something inside him told him to take her.

-Urahara Shop-

Ichigo knew that late at night, Yoruichi is usually out doing whatever a girl who transforms into a cat does at that time so he could avoid any scolding. Therefore, he can get the only person he knew who was crazy enough to help her.

"Urahara-san! I need your help! Urgently!"

"Kurosaki-san? What's the problem?" the drowsy shop owner asked wiping his eyes.

As soon as he asked his question, he noticed the unconscious arrancar in the teen's arms, battered and bloody. But what really took the cake was the fact that the patient was a B-E-A-U-tiful lady. He couldn't hide his smile form the transcendent teen as he let them in his shop.

Urahara called Tessai from his room and explained the situation to the former kidou captain. After grasping it, he immediately began the healing process.

"Boss, I've began healing the patient. It'll take a while though." He said.

"That's fine. Take your time" Urahara said to him waving his fan in his direction.

"But I didn't know Kurosaki-kun was that type of person. Looks can be deceiving." He said teasing the teen and was replied with a well-earned sucker punch right in his kisser.

"Nevertheless, why did you save her?" asked the now serious shop owner.

"To be honest, I don't know myself but I can't leave her like this. She has the same eyes I had back before I fought Aizen. I just had to save her"

Kisuke's eyes widened upon hearing that. But before responding, he heard his fugitive companion finish healing the deadly beauty.

"The healing is done. She'll wake up shortly." Tessai said scratching his eyes

"Thank you Tessai, you can rest now."

Unfortunately, for the shop owner, a groan came from the patient's room before he continued his conversation. The two fighters went to see the now awake arrancar. She was still drowsy but as she opened her deep, teal eyes, her craving desire made her see Aizen. Her response was to be expected.

"AIZEN! I'LL KILL YOU, YOU UNGRATEFUL DOG!" she roared shaking her bed like an earthquake was unbottled. She released her reiatsu during her rampage and if left progressing, could kill the locals. Kisuke being at an captain level wasn't sufficient to suppress her outburst but Ichigo, being as powerful as Ulquiorra's second release, easily got her attention.

As she calmed down, she let her teal gems of eyes meet his cinnamon brown eyes. She wasn't sure why but she just felt at peace at that moment. It was amazing really. She rose to sit up on her bed, still gazing at the teen transcendent, only to ask a question that will spin the Wheel of Fate for these two:

"Who are you, shounen?"

"The name's Kurosaki. Kurosaki Ichigo"