WARNING: CUSSING AND IMPLIED CONTENT

Author s Note: I know these names are familiar. This story takes place about 200 or so years after BLEACH. Story is still based in Karakura town. Sorry for misspellings and any improper facts about Japanese Law, since I don t live in Japan. PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT TYPOS, Because I'm cheap and use Notepad

DISCLAIMER: TITE KUBO OWNS BLEACH! I MAKE NO MONEY BY WRITING THIS, ETC.

The Parent meeting was coming to as close as the young dark-haired boy began to run out of his limited patience. Why does mom have to be part of the PAT? thought Sage as he brushed his shaggy dark hair away from his face. Sage sat in an uncomfortable plastic school chair while the Parents Assisting Teachers association meeting came to a close. Then it happened. Sage s mother grew pale, started gasping for breath. All the other parents stopped and tried to help her, but they were too late. A bloodcurdling scream tore through the night as Sage s mother was consumed by flames. Sage woke screaming. He shook of the last remnants of the nightmare and wished it were only a dream

After laying in his bed trying (and failing) to sleep, he rolled out of bed at the end of his first summer in Karakura town and got ready for school. After a brief shower and a vain attempt at brushing his unruly white hair, he thought back to the moment when he nearly had a heart attack as he woke up one day with seemingly bleached white hair. Sage grinned as he threw his backpack over his shoulder to head down for breakfast and was nearly killed by his uncle s oddly familiar trap set just outside the door. Why does he always try to beat me to a pulp every morning? Thought Sage as he let out a slightly dejected sigh. Deciding to skip breakfast, Sage grinned as he set a large bucket of ice water no top of his uncle s door along with a video camera to capture it all. Snickering, Sage quietly closed the door and looked down the street at Kurosaki clinic. Why is everything named after some Kurosaki guy? Absorbed in his thoughts, Sage failed to notice the shadow following him to school...

So this is a Japanese school, thought sage as he walked into Kurosaki High School, I wonder if I will know anyone... He took out his class schedule and looked for his home room, 1-A. "Sage?" Sage turned around, shocked to hear her voice. "May?" Sage wanted to cuss. If he had hoped to avoid any kind of dating before those hopes were shattered by the appearance of his ex-girlfriend. God, she was annoyingly smart, way too serious &... totally hot? Thought Sage as he turned around and saw May for the first time in 3 years. She had grown up in more ways than one. She was still shorter than Sage but only just, and based on her extremely muscular build she still participated in Karate. That s not to say her figure was at all bad. Sage blushed and looked away when he realized May was staring at him too. "So um what class are you in?" As she spoke, her face began to look more and more like the roses that bloom in the month she was named after.

"1-A" Sage spoke confidently, but his thoughts were wildly conflicted. Please be in my class... wait no... yes... no... DAMN IT! I can t make up my mind!
May's laugh brought Sage back to reality. Then he realized he was staring again.

"Me Too! giggled May. Oh Dear God What have I gotten myself into now? Sage abruptly stopped, causing May to crash into him. Sage nearly kicked himself when he thought about how good her chest on his back felt. Hoping to avoid any more awkward moments, Sage entered the room to see a large group of guys in a corner. Behind him May groaned as she moved passed Sage to see the guys. As soon as the pair walked in, the room went silent.

A voice spoke up "what s with the hair, dumbass?" the crowd immediately moved away from the unusually tall boy with strawberry blond hair. He was wearing a school uniform and shades but he still looked familiar. "I said what s with the hair?" The boy stalked toward him, appearing deadly just by walking.

"Nothing, this is how my hair is." Sage didn t stutter or even look away. Standing his ground, Sage turned slightly so he could be ready for any attack. However, instead of attacking the boy stopped, removing his shades he showed Sage his eyes. Where the white of his eyes should be there was only the black of night. His irises were a golden yellow, and if Sage hadn t known better he would have said they were glowing. He saw hate in the other boys eyes and saw shock on his new classmates faces. He had carefully hid his emotion the moment the boy started walking, as such his shock didn t register on his face.

"What is your name Dumbass? Cause I m Jak Ikasoruk and it ll be my pleasure to beat you to a pulp after school today." Sage smiled viciously at Jak s soulless eyes. He could hear May gasp, but couldn t tell why. He put his hand in his pocket, pulling out an old glove. On the back of the glove, there was an oddly geometrical skull covered in similar blue and black flames. The formerly white glove was now a deep shade of gray after repeated use. After donning the glove, Sage stood in a classic street fighting stance, hands up only slightly showing off the glove on his right fist. Then Sage noticed that jack had gone wide- eyed at the sight of the glove. Sage stepped forward to punch, but May got in his way by shoving herself in front of him. A warning glare from her was as good as an actual kick from Chuck Norris to stop a fight, even before a fight could begin. Sage then noticed that a teacher was coming down the hall towards their classroom. "Your dead dumbass," Jak hissed into his ear as he continued to his seat at the front of the room.
Great, only the first day and I already have an enemy, Thought Sage wryly. Sage quickly found a seat in the back of the room. Unfortunately, May sat next to him. Why is she following me? My life is so messed up right now; I don t even want to THINK about girls Sage s frustration seemed to emanate from him in waves, considering that No one but May sat within 2 desks of him. May suddenly snapped a photo of sage with her phone, which distracted him from his brooding long enough for Sage to hear his name during roll call.

"Sage Schiffer?" the room temperature driopped ten degrees at the sound of the name.

"Here."

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This is My first fan fiction! Yay me... anyways please tell me about any typos or suggestions. Next chapter may or may not be posted depending on what people tell me.