Hey there! MC-Kun here! This is my first fanfic so your reviews, and opinion will help me out a lot! I'm hoping that I can release chapters weekly, so please be patient with releases! Thank you!

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach only what I'm typing

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"Here I am." He said.

In an instant Ichigo knew who it was. He was a companion. He was a friend. He was the only person that knew Ichigo better than anyone else in the world.

It was Zangetsu.

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Ichigo stared at the food in front of him, almost hesitantly. "Um…Orihime" he began.

"So what do you think of my special bento, Kurosaki kun." asked Ichigo's good friend Orihime Inoue.

Before Ichigo could speak, he noticed Orihime's friendly face distort into shock.

"Um…a…sorry Kurosaki kun…I have to go somewhere…" Orihime said, as she bowed slightly, and took off.

Ichigo sighed. Despite his friend's efforts to keep him in the dark, he knew why she had to leave.

It was a hollow.

Ichigo sighed. He couldn't help, but feel weak. He was weak because he couldn't fight. He was weak because he couldn't protect. He was weak because he couldn't do anything.

The reason for his inability to protect was because of his lack of power. He lacked the power to fight, and protect, therefore he was weak.

Damn it, he thought.

Ichigo leaned on the wall, enjoying the view only the roof of the school could give him.

Final Getsuga Tenshou.

That was the end of everything. The end of Aizen, and the end of his Shinigami days.

"So that's why it's called 'Final', huh?" Ichigo joked, to no one in particular.

He was talking to himself again, that was never a good sign.

The chimes of the school bell reached his ears indicating the end of lunch. Taking this as his cue to leave, Ichigo stood up, and gathered his belongings.

As he made his way to class, Ichigo remembered the bento that Orihime made for him.

"I'm sure she wouldn't notice if I left it there" he assured himself.

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"Kurosaki kun!"

Ichigo turned around, and was surprised to see Orihime with a rather upset look on her pretty face.

"What?" Ichigo asked nonchalantly.

Orihime showed me the bento I left on the rooftop. "My Bento! K-Kurasaki kun…didn't finish it, does that mean it's bad?" she pouted.

Ichigo cringed. That look of hers hurt him.

He sighed. "I'll eat it."

Without a second chance to think of his actions, Ichigo took the bento, and finished it in one go.

"Wonderful…" Ichigo croaked, and surprisingly enough, it was enough to satisfy Orihime.

"What did you like about it Kurosaki kun? The sushi covered in syrup, or maybe the tempura filled with chocolate chips?" asked Orihime with eager interest in what Ichigo had to say about her…"creation"

"Um…they we're both soooo…'interesting' that I couldn't tell which one was better…" said Ichigo, being careful with his words.

Orihime smiled a million watt smile. "Well I'm glad you liked it!"

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Ichigo went home right away due to some…"stomach problems" when he came across the Quincy Uryu Ishida.

Ishida was surprised to see Ichigo, and tried his best to hide his exhaustion, but Ichigo knew better.

"Yo, Ishida you look exhausted. Anything wrong?"

Uryu avoided Ichigo's intense glare. "No, just jogging, what makes you say that?"

Ichigo smirked. "So you skipped school, just to jog…"

"You know how smart I am, I don't need to go to classes."

"…Okay, I understand sorry for doubting you…"

Uryu was relieved, but tried not to show it. "As long as you understand."

"Oh, by the way Uryu."

"Yes?"

"Nice Quincy robes, but I don't see the logic in wearing them just for a casual jog."

Uryu didn't say a word.

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Ichigo went home, and was surprised to see his sisters Karin, and Yuzu in high school uniforms.

"Ichigo! How do I look in my uniform?" asked his sister Yuzu kurosaki.

Ichigo barely looked for a second before giving a half hearted compliment. "Looks great."

However the thought that her brother might just be spitting out a random half assed comment never slipped in Yuzu's innocent mind. "Thank you Ichigo!"

Ichigo caught a glance of Karin Kurosaki shaking her head in disapproval.

Ichigo just shrugged. "Hello Karin."

"Hello to you Ichigo. Jolly as ever I see?"

Ichigo ignored Karin's obvious sarcasm. He wondered where Karin got that from.

"HEEELLLLOOOOO! ICHIGOOOO! WELCOME HOME!"

Oh God, definitely not from him, thought Ichigo, as he put his hand over his face.

As his father rambled about nonsense, Ichigo couldn't help, but wonder how his three year old of a father was the same powerful Shinigami who helped him fight Aizen, not to mention helping Ichigo with Final Getsuga Tenshou.

Final Getsuga Tenshou…

Ichigo shook his head. Forget about it, he told himself.

Isshin Kurosaki, Ichigo's dad sensed that his son was in deep thought.

In a much calmer voice than before, Isshin consoled his son. "Ichigo…you know there was no other way…you're not weak. It took unbelievable courage to do what you did."

Realising his dad's efforts Ichigo faked a smile. "You're right dad, I'm not weak."

That was a lie, a complete lie.

Ichigo knew better, he was far from 'courageous' or 'powerful' like his father said.

He was weak, and he hated it.

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Oh boy…Ichigo seems pretty depressed doesn't he? I'll try to get the next chapter up A.S.A.P. Until then please review! Don't worry I can take constructive criticism!

Cheers!

-Mc kun