Tossed In
Hoy (or hello), this is my first fanfic. I am also WRITING a book similar to this, but Mamoru stays on this world. I'll either post it here when I finally type it or I make a site for it, you'll know. In this story, Rukia meets Ichigo at his school. He knows nothing about her. After school, she asks him about his hair, gets ignored, punches him in the head hard enough to make him fall, and a friendship starts. This is the fourth day of school for Rukia, the second day of friendship. This...is TOSSED IN Chapter 1, The Second Strangest Person!
Note: I write like in America, not using the Japanese last name first or other things. (Maybe a few words)
(Italicized words are thoughts, bold is emphasis on words, and a line of ~-~ is a change of perspective, oh, and words in these ~ are flashbacks)
Disclaimer: I do not own bleach, its storyline, or the characters. I only own the parts and characters I make
The Second Strangest Person!
It was a calm morning in Karakura Town, the students flocking to school, the adults going to work, the breeze playing with your clothes, and the sound of the birds in the wonderful green trees. And one tall, orange haired Ichigo Kurosaki was walking to school with Rukia Kuchiki, with her black hair and small body. They noticed nothing out of the ordinary until a group of boys surrounded them and drew weapons.
"Hey! What are you doing with such a cute girl?" One of them yelled, angrily.
"Yeah! What are you doing with her, carrot top?" another said, and Ichigo could tell that they only wanted to hurt him and not her.
"If you want to get me, you will have to come and get me!" he yelled, pushing through them and running away. "Rukia! Get to school without me! I'll be there soon!" He told her and took a turn as the gang took off after him as Rukia stood there, mortified. Ichigo ran about ten minutes, almost losing them. He hid behind a building and waited for them. When they got near, he jumped out and attacked them.
What am I doing? I'm going against six armed guys without a weapon! He thought as he knocked the first guy out with one punch. The unconscious assailant had a short sword in his hands, which Ichigo picked up and blocked a knife from another. He threw it wide, and slashed the guys arm and a small spray of blood came from the gash he caused.
That's more like it. And he stabbed another one in the side, took out the knife and got blood on his hand as he watched the man fall. Them two more rushed at him and he was forced back a few steps from the brute force of the two idiots. He punched one in the face, and used the opening to stab him in the hand that held the knife. The other one had a switchblade, which he did not hesitate in using. He was slashing and stabbing and thrusting without reason. It was hard, but Ichigo kept blocking them and even gotten a few counter hits. This made the lonely thug angry, and he went all out on one slash that cut the school uniform jacket's bottom. While he was occupied with how this kid dodged that attack, Ichigo stabbed him in the shoulder. He fell to the ground and the high school student looked ahead at the last thug.
"This guy is unreal! He's not worth the risk to fight!" The thug said as they turned and ran away.
Aww great! He got my jacket! He thought angrily as he looked around, trying to find his bearings to get to school. He took a few steps one way, and then heard something falling. He looked towards the source of the noise and saw a boy about his age, sixteen, wearing a black and white kimono. He was falling from a seven story building. He landed like he jumped off a low fence and started running his way, not looking at him, but back at the top of the building like something was after him. Ichigo tried to tell him that he was there and what the hell was he wearing, when he suddenly disappeared.
"What the-" Ichigo started when the boy suddenly ran into him, having appeared out of nowhere. They both fell over, and as he got up he started rubbing his head as if he hit it when he fell.
"What the hell! You see me going this way and you don't get away!" The boy yelled and then looked at Ichigo, then stared at him, openmouthed
"The hell you blaming me for! You were the one jumping off buildings!" He replied.
"Wait, you can see me?" he asked the school student, as if he shouldn't be able to.
"Of course I can see you, you kimono wearing weirdo." He regarded the boy with a look of disbelief, "Why wouldn't I?" He asked, then noticed the long katana strapped to his back.
"What's with the sword!" Ichigo exclaimed.
"Can't say," the boy answered, "I got to go, Get to school, kid." The boy said as he ran away, drawing his sword. He disappeared behind a random warehouse, and Ichigo decided to forget it and get to school. He got there a half hour later and went to his last class before lunch only to be eaten out by his teacher for being late and having a bad uniform. He's glad when lunch arrives, and he meets up with Rukia to eat lunch together while he told her his story. He decided to leave out the part with the sword carrying kid, he would only sound weird. So, when he finished Rukia looked up at him with her violet eyes and asked,
"Wow, you did all that to protect me? I knew as soon as I saw you run and tell me to go to school, but I didn't know you would go through the trouble of fighting them. I mean, you could've gotten hurt!" when she said the last part, her eyes shimmered for a second before she looked away.
What the hell! Why do I care so much about what he does? I mean, I know I should care for someone's life, but not this much!
"It's okay; I only confronted them when I was on even playing ground. Well, more like fighting ground" He said, aware of the fact that seeing her reaction to her obvious thoughts and how she cares for him made him nervous and mess up what he was trying to say.
"Well, anyway you're here, so let's eat." She said, looking at his bento hungrily.
"You didn't bring a lunch again!"
"You got a bigger one with you, why would that be." She said slyly. Ichigo's face went red and he looked away and said,
"I told Yuzu to make it bigger today in case you were still hungry or forgot yours. I didn't expect you to openly admit you didn't make one at all!"
"I didn't say anything like that and if you must know, I got a disposable one and have already eaten it." She said with dignity.
"Oh really." He challenged her.
"Yeah, I did!" she said, and her stomach took that moment to grumble fiercely. Her face turned extremely red, and she looked down
What the hell! Why is my face so hot? It's not on fire or anything like that! But it almost feels like it is.
"Look at that, you stomach can't stand you lying like that." Ichigo said playfully.
"Okay, so I didn't have lunch-" another rumble, "Or breakfast, but you don't have to go and give me your food." She said, not wanting to eat his food, but wanting to be close to him for a while longer.
Why don't I want him to leave? He's only a friend!
Why do I want her to stay and eat with me? I'm not into her, am I?
"Well, if you're not going to eat it I guess I will have to eat it alone." He gambled, starting to get up.
"NO! I mean, I guess I am rather hungry, so sharing wouldn't be bad." She blurted out, her face heating up again.
"Well, then let's eat he said, bringing out two pairs of chopsticks.
The boy, whose name was Mamoru Subete, slashed another Hollow in half as he thought about the boy he met a while ago.
~ "The hell you blaming me for! You're the one jumping off buildings!"~
How could he see me? Normal people shouldn't be able to yet he did, not knowing what I am.
"I should mention this to Urahara later, he would want to know." He said to no one in particular as he wandered around Karakura. A few hours later he was at the store.
"Jinta, Ururu! Let me in." he yelled at the locked doors of the store. He heard and saw two short people in front of the door, conversing.
"Why should we?"
"Because Kisuke would not be happy if he had to replace another door. Now open up!" he yelled again, and this time he saw them undoing the lock and the two children became visible as the door opened.
"What do you want?" Jinta snapped at Mamoru.
"To talk to the proprietor of this establishment." He said as he walked in. he made his way to the back of the store and where Urahara would most likely be. He was reaching to open the door as it slid open, revealing the man himself.
"Hello there, Mamoru. Why do I have the pleasure of you presence." He said to the guest.
"Ha-ha...Very funny Urahara, but it's important. Today, I was being chased by a hollow when I met an orange haired boy who could actually see me. I've been wondering about him ever since I saw him and I think I need to know more about him."
"Orange haired, you say. I know one of them to be the friend of soul reaper Rukia Kuchiki. And he is doing a good job of teaching Rukia how to be a human."
Mamoru pouted, "I could be a much better teacher than her, but I guess I'll let it slide since they already know each other."
"How did you convince the higher ups to let you come here?"
"Higher ups? You really think they had any choice in the matter? They only agreed because they knew I would go anyway." He said, and then loosed a short laugh as he remembered how it happened.
~In the Soul Society's training grounds Mamoru practices against a captain, which would be ill advised to anyone else. He had the captain on the ropes, and pinned him against a wall with a ceto. Just as the captain was about to use bonkai to turn the tide of the fight when it suddenly stopped.
"Why the sudden stop in the fighting?" Hitsugaya yelled as he walked over to the other soul reaper who was found with a hell butterfly on his shoulder.
"It seems my old friend Byakuya wants a word with me." Mamoru said sarcastically.
"Call him by his title, Captain Kuchiki, its proper." He ordered the other.
"Since when was I ever proper?" He said back as he walked away.
He has a point. He has never been one for formality. I personally blame his trip to America.
As the young Soul Reaper made his way to Kuchiki's office, he noticed passerby court guard members giving him a strange look. He waved at them and they would look away, then wave back after a second and it made him laugh.
They have right to look that way. Being one of the only Soul Reapers to not be a part of the Thirteen Court Guard Squads. Though why would I be? My being a Soul Reaper has nothing to do with them.
As he thought, he passed by a familiar face.
"Ahh…it's you, Rongiku!" He said with joy as he hugged the friend.
"Mamoru, what are you doing here?"
"Was practicing with Hitsugaya when a hell butterfly told me Byakuya wants to talk with me about a request I made."
"You should really call him by his title, he would like you more." Rongiku said hopefully.
"What give him the satisfaction of knowing I think him above me? Next you'll ask me to join the Court Guard." Mamoru said incredulously.
That was what I was going to ask. I want you to be a part of the force. Possibly, in the same squad as me.
"Well, I guess I don't want Mr. high and mighty angry at me before I even get in the room! I'll see ya later, Rongiku." He said, and resumed walking.
"Bye, Mamoru, see you later!" she said to his turned back, and went on her way.
It was a few minutes later before he made it to the right office, and when he got there, he wasted no time asking permission to enter, just opened the door and said.
"Hey, Kuchiki, it's me what was it about my request that you didn't like?" he said, causing the disturbed Soul Reaper to knock over a pile of paperwork.
"Inform me when you are to enter, Subete!" he ordered the impolite one.
"And miss all the comedy, forget it, I'm hooked." He said, as he sat on the desk, "Could you perhaps get a seat or two for anyone coming in to talk?" he asked.
"You are the one who chooses to sit on the desk when there is a chair over there!" Byakuya said loudly.
"That chair is as comfortable as the desk, and I can see over it when I'm on it. I've sat in the chair, you can't do that in it." He said childishly.
"Rrrrrrrrr… anyway, about you request." He spoke, as he held up the messily scrawled note, "After a long time deciphering what it says, I have come to the conclusion that you only want to go to Karakura town because Rukia is there and therefore I won't let you go." he stated.
"Okay, let's get this straight. One, I was writing the note while fighting. Two, I have no interest in your sister Rukia. And finally, I don't give two shits about your permission, its just mush easier to have it. So whether you like it or not, I am going. And you can't go bossing me around like your subordinates. That's one of the reasons I refuse to join your little tea party." Mamoru yelled, getting up and walking to the door. When he went to slide it open, a call stopped him.
"Wait! Seeing as I have no other choice, I give you, Subete Mamoru, permission to go to Karakura town and patrol." He said his voice almost completely hiding the fact he had been beat, but not completly. Mamoru took a second to get rid of the smirk when he caught the faint trace of defeat in Byakuya's tone.
He turned his head and said, "Please tell the others to get the way ready, I'll be waiting by the gate." He said as he opened the door and left.
And that is just what he did. An hour later a goodbye group had found him on the side of the gate, and he only moved when they slowly opened.
"By everyone, if things go the way I feel they will, we will see each other soon."
"Then we shall see you soon."Hitsugaya said, and others followed.
"By, Mamoru! I will be waiting!" Rongiku yelled as he walked away.
"You never say that to me, Rongiku." Hitsugaya said, annoyed.
"Well, you're my captain, I know you are going to come back." She said as an apology. ~
"Well, I could enroll you in school with all the same classes as them both." He offered.
"You want me to come in and rock both their worlds? But I guess that would be nice, okay, you do your magic, and I will get my body and introduce myself properly." Mamoru said, looking at the Soul Reaper apparel.
"Properly?" Kisuke asked, a disbelieving eyebrow raised.
"What? It's my second definition of the word, the way others do it, and then mine." He informed the shopkeeper. He then left to go back to his house to his body, and entered it once again.
"That feels better." He said as he stretched out the tight muscles in his body. Looking at the clock, ha notice school would have been out for five minutes.
Time to go find Ichigo and Rukia. He thought as he headed out.
Good so far, right? I want you to know, I want you to leave comments, good or bad, because it will help the story later.
I also know I have not given a character description for Mamoru, but I will in the next chapter.
I'm having my friend type the book so I can work on this, and it will probably go on this site and deviantart.
Three days, six pages (or five without AN's), I think I did a pretty good job on it.
-allanime