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Ichigo:
Ichigo growled to himself as he was taken from his home in Karakura by a police car. They had found evidence of him being at the scene of his mother's murder which happened a month ago. They were holding him as the prime suspect in the investigation because they found his fingerprints and hair at the scene. Ichigo couldn't believe what was happening, him murdering his own mother in cold blood with a screw driver? How the hell could they even think he was guilty!? He sighed again and watched out the police cars window to see his father crying and holding his little sister Yuzu. This could not be happening… when the car pulled off Ichigo leaned back in the seat and his cuffs rattled against each other. He scowled at the policeman who was driving the car. "We'll be at the prescient in about 30 minutes so just sit tight" the man said into the rear view mirror. Ichigo scoffed and sighed. "Can't wait…" little did Ichigo know that once this case was finished his life would be changed forever.

_Time Skip_

"On the count of murder in the first degree we find the defendant Ichigo Kurosaki… guilty." Ichigo blinked at the words he had just heard, he was found guilty?! He could hear his sister behind him crying and his dad to. "Ok then I hereby sentence you Kurosaki Ichigo to life in the Hueco Mundo penitentiary, case dismissed!" as the judge hit his gavel down on its pad, Ichigo's heart sank. He was in a daze as the bailiff led him out of the courtroom and down to a waiting bus that was to take him to his new home for the rest of his life. When he was seated on the bus his face set into his usual scowl as the other inmates who were being transported started to stare at him. "Yo kid, whats with your Fuckin' hair man?" said a man who was sitting across from Ichigo. Ichigo looked at him and glared. "its my natural hair color… deal with it…" the man laughed and grinned at Ichigo. "Fine, fine hey guys we got a smartass over here!" he yelled to the other inmates and Ichigo just bit his tongue and looked out the window. 'kami help me to not get into a fight before I even get to the jail…" thought Ichigo as the bus began to move. He clutched his handcuffs in his fingers to keep from defending himself because he had no intentions of making bad relations so early. He was hotheaded and quick to act but his survival instincts overran his quick-to-fight tendencies. When they pulled up to the jail Ichigo and the other inmates were ushered out like animals. He followed the line of men into the cold corridor and when it was his turn he was processed and given his new cloths. When he was told to change he scoffed. "great… it had to be jailhouse orange… why couldn't it be stripes? At least those wouldn't match my hair completely…" he thought in frustration. His signature scowl was plastered to his face as he was led to his cell by a fairly ungracious guard. "here you go kid, cell 696… home sweet home" the guard said with sarcastic happiness and shoved Ichigo into the cell. His cuffs had been taken off in the process of him being brought into the jail and the guard left just as quickly as he had shoved Ichi into the cell. He sighed and put his things on the bottom bunk. He had been given a blanket, pillow, two extra jumpsuits, and lucky him he even got a hat. Ichigo sighed and sat on his bunk. "Wonder who my cell mate is…" he thought as said person walked through the doorway of the cell.

Hichigo:

When he was informed through one of his buddies that he had a new cellmate, he had to see it for himself. Too bad his last cellmate didn't last very long; he was a lot of fun. His mates don't last very long usually, they either die or get moved, and hell some even escape just to get away from him. His buddy had described the newcomer like this: "he has hair as orange as your jumpsuit and is tall with hazel brown eyes. His face seems to be permanently set into a scowl and he seems like a fighter… this one might be interesting. Oh and by the way man he looks exactly like you… could be your long lost twin or some shit." Hichigo had to chuckle at the description when he heard it. If this guy really is what he heard then he should be quite interesting. When he got to his cell Hichi had to grin. Hell he does look just like me. "Yo newbie… so you're the lucky mate to get put with me neh? "Hichi said with a sadistic undertone to his voice. He had to hold back a chuckle at the boy's reaction to him. Hichigo was not the kind of guy you don't notice, he had bone white skin and a rare condition with his eyes caused the pigmentation to be a reverted gold-on-black. Because of his skin and eyes he scared most people to the core when they saw him. This kid on the other hand didn't look scared at all. His eyes seemed to rake over him as if inspecting him. "i'm Ichigo… who are you?" he asked defensively. "So this kid already doesn't trust me? hmm I always loved a challenge.." thought Hichigo as he grinned. "my names Hichigo, nice ta' meet ya strawberry" Hichigo found it rather befitting of the boy… strawberry nice name it suits him. Ichigo growled and his scowl deepened at the nick-name. "my name is not strawberry… Ichigo means number one protector…" Hichigo raised an eyebrow and nodded. "ah I see, so berry what you in here for?" Hichigo asked totally ignoring his request. Ichigo's eye twitched in anger. "my names not berry… and I was framed for killing my mother in cold blood with a screwdriver" he said still glaring daggers at Hichigo. Damn if looks could kill. "ah so ya killed yur mum and now you're stuck with me… how lucky can I get to have ya for life!" Hichi said figuring that Ichigo was in for life. Ichigo sighed. "ya I'm stuck with you for the rest of my life… yippy I'm so excited" he said with sarcasm as he stood up. "Look just leave me alone" he said to Hichigo and brushed by him to walk out into the hall. Hmm seems I have a fighter on my hands… this will be interesting indeed.

Ichigo:

As Ichigo walked out of his cell and left the freak behind, he sighed. "Fuck leave it to fate to pair me up with a lunatic like that…" he thought as said lunatic rounded a corner and leaned on a pole in front of Ichigo. "What the hell are you doing here? I told you to leave me the hell alone didn't I? "He said blinking at the albino. "yea ya' told me to but I didn't listen, and I'm following ya" he said with a grin on his face that sent chills down Ichigo's spine. Ichigo rolled his eyes and scowled at the pest. "Look why the hell am I of any interest to you anyway?" Hichigo smirked. "because your my new roommate and you look exactly like me, oh and the fact you look like a fighter so I wanna see what you got… come to cell block 11 when the dinner bell rings and I'll stop stalking ya'…. Fur now" Ichigo sighed and shook his head in frustration. "Fine I'll be there just quit following me!" as he said that Ichigo walked off in search of the courtyard, he so needed to blow off some steam on some weights. "What the fuck is going on at cell block 11… I'm not sure I want to know but I will know soon enough" thought Ichigo as he started to lift some 50 pound weights. He sighed and concentrated on clearing his head and going to his inner world. This was a place full of sideways buildings were he thought best. But something about his inner sanctum felt different, it wasn't until he saw Hichigo standing in front of him on one of the buildings that he figured out what was wrong. He shot his eyes open and growled. "what the fuck am I doing picturing that freak in my world?!" he didn't have time to find the answer to this question however because he heard the dinner bell ring. "Fuck…" he said sighing and putting the weights down. I guess its time to go see what the big deal is at cell block 11.