Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach. I only own the plot and my own characters.

Warning: Usage of strong language.

[A/N:] It's been a long time since I've wrote about the anime Bleach, but after reading a few fanfictions about it and gathering an adequate amount of information about it, I've decided to give writing about it another shot. Only this time this fanfiction shall be named as a 'Self Insert OC'. You'll learn more about what type of fanfiction this is soon enough.

Chapter 1: Discovery

Throughout my whole life, I've asked myself one question over and over; where do we go when we die?

I've asked plenty of people in my years. Christians reply that we would either end up in heaven or hell. Egyptians say that we'll end up in the Hall of Judgement. Greeks believe that we would end up in the Underworld.

There were many more answers after that; nirvana, paradise, tartarus, etc. After a few more different answers, I finally came up to a conclusion; people are entitled to their own opinions and beliefs. The problem with me was that I didn't believe any of those junk which also meant I had no opinions about the afterlife at all.

Only when I was in the brink of my last day did I regret not believing in anything at all. I heaved in air, pain increasing, body going numb. My eyesight blurred, as if I'm slowly going blind myself. I had little to no control of my body, barely being able to so much as twitch my pinky finger.

Blue and red colors splattered in my vision. I could feel my own life force slowly fading away, my eyelids getting heavier as each moment passing by. I wanted to live, and I knew I should stay awake. But it was so tempting to sleep. Before I knew it, I had shut my eyelids closed.

When I came to, I found myself lying on the ground in the exact same position I was when I was killed. I slowly opened my eyes, slightly a bit covered in eye crust, and unable to comprehend light rays. After a few seconds, my eyes were okay with perceiving light, I opened my eyes wide. I blinked a few times before sitting upright while holding my head with my right hand.

"What the…" I trailed. I glanced from my left to right, trying to comprehend my surroundings. Instead of finding myself back in the street where my blood should be scattered about, I found myself on an isolated part of some sort of rural area. It was peaceful and quiet, but it seemed much too eerie to me.

Gathering my thoughts, I decided to stand up. It wasn't easy, actually. I felt like I've been asleep for years with my legs feeling as numb as they can. I stretched my legs and slowly stood up, using my hands as further support for my weak body.

After struggling, I found myself standing straight and proper. I sigh silently to myself and glance around, trying to figure where I was.

'Perhaps there's an information booth or store nearby.' I thought hopefully as I started to walk North. Or, what I at least thought was north. 'I do hope I find someone. I need to know what the fuck happened to me.'

As I walked, I began to think. The world around me seemed much… bigger than I last pictured it. Before, I used to very tall. Did I shrink?

I looked down on my body and was surprised to see that I have indeed shrunk. What kind of fucking joke is this?! I looked like the size of… the size of a fucking child! I would be humiliated if any of my mates saw me like this!

I stared at my hands frantically, opening and closing them. God, they looked so fragile and dainty! What is the meaning of this?!

I was internally freaking out now. I started running forward, trying my best to find a mirror or a puddle or a small piece of glass so I can see my reflection.

As if my wishes and pleads were heard, I found a small stream down a small but steep rock. I slid down the rocky wall, my bare feet and hands bristled from the friction. I landed down on the land, hurrying towards the stream and kneeling in front of it. I then pushed myself forward to see my reflection, but when I did, I screamed.

I was, in fact, in the body of a child! My well developed curvaceous body had somehow shrunk into that of a six year old's tiny and flat chested body!

My layered punk styled raven haired had somehow miraculously turned into a kiddy apple cut, almost chin length. A red knee length kimono was wrapped around me by a simple but thick dark brown ribbon. As I have mentioned earlier, I wore no shoes and stood barefoot. The only thing about my previous appearance that hasn't changed was my brown eyes, which seemed to stare at me for the longest time.

For a while, I had thought that I was looking through a window and finding myself confronting an entirely different person. I mean, think about it! How would a fifteen year old fucking awesome teenage girl as myself be dressed as a tiny child and find herself isolated from civilization or any kind of living life nearby?!

"Fuck!" I cried in frustration as I whipped both my hands on the river water. What kind of fucked up dimension was this?! I demand answers!

I stood straight, rubbing my temples in a circular motion. 'Don't panic Roxanne.' I chided myself mentally. 'Find civilization and ask around.'

I sigh once more before completely calming myself down. I turned towards the small stream of water running towards the opposite direction of where I was supposed to be running.

I quickly thought; if there is water, there must be people nearby. We couldn't live without water.

Seeing that I exactly didn't have any more of a choice, I dashed towards the stream's direction, in a desperate search for either human life or a sign that could tell me what in the name of hell and fucking ducks is going on.

While I ran, my mind raced as well. Something in my mind tried it's best… it's best to start and click. There was something off about this place, and yet it seems so vaguely familiar. But what?

After of what almost felt like forever, I reached a small town. It wasn't impressionable at first notice; there were small huts and worn-down house spotted a few miles farther. I pursed my lips into a thin and straight line. I was expecting a province, but this looked like a shitty village.

I took a daring step forward and started my own self tour of the village. I spotted quite the number of people around. Some were just walking around, some were playing some sort of board game, while others were selling jars and merchandise.

I quirked an eyebrow and looked around, trying my best to find the most civilized person in this shitty town. As much as I hate to admit this, but given my small stature, I found it extremely hard to see over a crowd of this much people thus resulting to me being pushed and bumped around often.

Eventually, I got pretty much annoyed of being too small for other people to see me so I settled on going to the side part of the street. I stared at how much people were going around. I could've guessed that this was rush hour or something like that by now.

"Hm, you're new here aren't you?"

Startled, I jumped a bit at the new voice. I turned around and glanced back, finding an old woman with a wrinkled old face with a small smile on it. Her gray hair was tied back in a low bun and she wore a dark brown kimono that reached about four inches above her ankles. I noticed that was also barefoot and wore a pretty plain kimono just as I was wearing.

I realized that the old woman was waiting for my answer. I nodded slowly. "Yes, I am. Do you know what this place is called?" I asked.

"Why," the old woman started. "This is the Soul Society. Where us souls rest until we are reborn into the world of the living once more."

I stared blankly and impassively at the old woman. "… I apologize sincerely for the rudeness of this, but have you taken your medicine? Or perhaps have you gone a bit… senile?"

This old lady must be losing her marbles. Soul Society is fabricated world created by Tite Kubo (who is a mastermind by the way) that lies in his masterpiece creation, the anime entitled 'Bleach'. And I should know, because I'm a huge fan of the said series.

I half-expected her to throw herself into a hissy fit just as all the other prissy fucking prick in the asses grown-ups are usually are, but instead she just chuckled light heartedly.

"My dear, though I am old, I still have a few blocks of sanity in me. Given that you are a new soul that has just arrived here, I understand your confusion well. Come inside my house, and let's have some tea. Would that be okay?" she asked gently, staring at me with her soft and tender ash colored eyes.

I found it very hard to say no to her, especially since she was trying to help me at all. I found myself nodding silently at her and replying, "Yes, that would be fine. Thank you."

Both of us entered her small hut and I found it quite spacious than it looked like from the outside. In the center of the room lay a small kettle tied by a string on the handle just hanging over a small square filled with charcoal and wood. Two pieces of flat pillows lay on the side of the kettle.

I figured that this place was some sort of feudal japan period. I've learned quite a few information about Japan and it's feudal era and I knew that instead of chairs, the Japanese sit on their legs and pillows.

The old woman made her way towards the kettle and took a jar of water and tea leaves. She tried grasping the top of the kettle, but found out that she had a hard time doing so. Being the generous person I was, I've decided to help her out and open the kettle.

As she prepared the tea, she started to converse with me.

"Before we continue further, we must first discuss who we are. It must be weird if we talk to each other yet not even knowing what our names are." The old lady said.

"My name is Fukuro Hiruka. What is yours?" she asked.

I opened my mouth, ready to say my English name when I remembered that this was a Japanese era. If I was to gather some information, I need to fit right in. For that, I needed a fake name or an alias.

"… Yuriko. Kagamine Yuriko." I answered after a slight pause. It was a good thing I'm a certified otaku. After watching a variety of anime and reading manga online, I've gotten pretty smart and quick at memorizing Japanese words.

Hiruka nodded her head slowly. "Ah, Yuriko-chan. Tell me, do you know where souls go after they die?"

I felt a strange sense of déjà vu and familiarity to what Hiruka was trying to tell me. I have a feeling that I knew what Hiruka was slowly getting to, but I just couldn't tell.

"I… I do not know." I admitted shyly as I switched my gaze to my lap. It was very embarrassing, really. A person as I must at least have some beliefs of the afterworld, but in all honesty I didn't. I was the kind of woman who held no beliefs of the afterlife or anything spiritually related at all.

"My child, do not be shy." Hiruka assured as she crushed the tea leaves with a mortar and pestle. "It is normal for you to be confused."

"But, where am I? This place seems all so familiar to me, yet I somehow can't put my finger on it." I said.

Hiruka smiled. "This is Soul Society. The afterlife of all souls. This is the paradise where we souls can rest until we are reborn into the human world once more." She said.

Something inside me clicked.

"S-soul s-society? You don't mean the one with Shinigami and zanpaktou do you?" I asked, my voice shaking.

Hiruka blinked. "Why, of course I meant that. There isn't such a thing as a second Soul Society. Judging by your question, I expect that you must at least know a few things about Soul Society."

A few things about Soul Society? Bullshit woman, I know everything about it and its secret.

Holy crud, what kind of fucking bull is this?!

I'm in Seireitei.

I'm in Soul Society.

I'm in my favorite anime called 'Bleach'.

And furthermore, I'm stuck in Rukongai and am currently talking to a soul.

Only one thought slipped in my mind right now;

"Well fuck me dead and proper, this is not good."

[A/N:] Am I going to fast or too slow? Just comment what you think and I'll see. If you spot any mistakes, don't hesitate to say them.