Okay here's chapter two folks. Sorry it took so long but unfortunately I have a life outside the internet. It kinda sucks being a 19 year-old who finished college with parents nagging at you to get a job.
GreedtheSelfless: Don't worry Ichigo will still get Zangetsu as it is in cannon. The ice feeling part was just describing how it felt for Ichigo's Shinigami transformation, due to Rukio's Zanpakuto.
Gothchic88: I'm still not sure how that happened but don't worry I fixed it.
Enjoy!
It was cold. It was so cold in the living room. So cold, in fact, that the breath escaped her mouth as steam. Ichigo found that odd she was still in her Shinigami uniform and looked around for her family.
"…O-Onee-chan…O-On-Onee-chan…"
She recognized that voice. It came behind the couch, with her strength she easily moved it aside… but was horrified by what she saw.
"O-Onee-chan… W-Why does it hurt…?"
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There lay her little sister, Yuzu, crying in a pool of her own blood with her left lower side eaten away by most likely a Hollow.
"YUZU! YUZU!" she screamed, hysterically. "Hang in there! I'll go get Dad!"
"What's going on…Ichigo…?"
The orangette turned around to find her father standing with the entire right side of his body missing and the life gone in his eyes.
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"Dad, how are you still standing with that wound?!" she cried in horror. "We need to get you and Yuzu to the hospital, fast!"
"Ichigo… didn't you become a Shinigami… to prevent this from happening?" he spoke quietly but loud enough for her to hear him.
This made her stop and stare at him with a surprised face. How he know about the Shinigami when he couldn't see ghosts?
"If that's so… why didn't you protect us?" said another voice.
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The teen turned around again to see Karin with her eyes shadowed and both her arms missing, the sight made her feel sick but it appeared her little sister wasn't in pain. The Strawberry-girl noticed Yuzu get up despite her horrible wounds and looked at her with her now dull eyes.
"It hurts, Onee-chan… Onee-chan hurts so much… and it's all… your… fault…" now her voice was devoid of life and slowly, eerily walked towards her big sister with the other two like a trio of flesh-eating zombies.
"What are you talking about, Yuzu?" Ichigo demanded, now seriously freaking out. "I saved your life! I saved everyone from that Hollow! I killed that monster myself!"
Yuzu, who had begun walking towards her paused and looked up at her orange-headed older sister. "What are you talking about, Ichigo?" she asked. "You never saved any of us."
Ichigo stared in shock and confusion as her family had her backed up against a wall cutting off any means of escape and stood, facing her, now displaying identical holes in their chests, right where their hearts would have been.
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"And Ichigo…" Karin said quietly, as the cold in the room intensified as white masked formed over their faces and voice changed, darkly. "…neither did you…you couldn't even save yourself!"
Quickly, she tried to reach her sword to defend herself only to find it was gone. "What's going on? Was there another of those monsters running around? What Happened To My Family? HOW THE HELL DID THIS HAPPEN?! I-!"
Her thoughts were cut off as giant purple claw stabbed her through the back and ripped through her stomach. She looked in utter shock before turning around to see the familiar black haired boy, now with a bleached mask and daunting, yellow eyes.
"Kurosaki Ichigo, you have failed as a Shinigami and a Guardian. It's too late to save anybody now because of you!" Rukio said in a cold, watery voice as serrated teeth formed. "You're not even good enough to join the ranks of us monsters, so…" he opened his mouth wider than humanly possible. "WE SHALL DEVOUR YOU!"
The teen didn't feel anything as the Hollowfied Shinigami bit into her jugular and blood sprayed everywhere and her family drank, she was still in shock.
"No. No! This can't be right. This can't be!" she mentally screamed.
"It's gotta be a dre-"
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"ICHIGOOOOO! ICHIIGGGOOO! RISE AND SHIIINNNNNE MY BEAUUUUTIFUL DAUGHTER! IT IS TIME TO SHOW THE WORLD YOUR-Arg!"
She shot upright, grasping the sheets like a lifeline and barely missed nearly getting a concussion from her attack-happy father. Frustrated and, as much as she didn't like admitting it, a little freaked out, the orange-head turned on the nearest opening and elbowed Isshin in the head. He fell backwards and landed flat on his back while holding his nose.
Ichigo groaned as she forced her body slowly into a sitting position to glare down at her stupid father.
"What the hell do you think you're doing, Oyaji?! You can't go screaming like that at this time in the morning, I was asleep!" Ichigo growled, Isshin whimpered as he slowly sat up.
"B-But Ichi, I thought you loved Tou-Chan's lovely morning wake ups" Isshin whined, Ichigo growled as she stood to her feet.
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"What the hell gave you that idea?" Wait. Dad? Ichigo sprang up, subconsciously wondering about the morality of fathers attacking their 15-year-old daughters in bed and looked him up and down. "What happened to your wounds?" she asked. She remembered his back being cut open but he looked fine….
"Wounds? What wounds?" He returned the inspection with a look of confusion that matched how she felt. "Was I injured?"
Ichigo caught a flash of a gaping hole in his chest in her mind's eye and shook her head to dislodge the gruesome image that chilled her to the bone. "Never mind."
"Now, now Ichigo, you can trust daddy, I can tell you were having a nightmare" he said with his hands on his hips, much to his daughter's surprise.
"H-How did you know?" she asked, astonished by usually-goofy father's accurate guess. Maybe he was more competent than he let on.
He then pointed to the lion plush doll that her daughter was holding close to her chest. "You always cling onto Mr. Snuggles like that when had a bad dream ever since you were little. So I decided the most appropriate way to wake you up from it was by giving you a drop kick!"
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This caused the teen to blush red and twitch. "Th-Tha-That doesn't prove anything and I certainly care about this dumb thing!"
Ichigo slammed the toy into Isshin's face. How could her father go from whaling on her to the understanding daddy act in seconds? "Get out of here before I throw you out the window, you idiot. I need to get dressed for school" Isshin burst into commercial tears as he ran out the room.
"Oh Masaki! Our eldest daughter doesn't love me anymore! What should I do?"
Ichigo sighed as she closed her bedroom door shut; she looked around before picking up Mr. Snuggles, petted its head to make sure there was no harm done. Just as she kissed its forehead, Ichigo turned her head to the window to see her dad's face pressed against the glass.
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"Ha! I knew it!"
"HOW DID YOU EVEN GET THERE!?"
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(Later that morning...)
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It was some 10 o' clock before Isshin had engaged in his morning wake-up call, so she was already late but after breakfast the Kurosaki family went outside to see a giant hole in the house wall.
"Yep! Apparently, a burglar drove a truck into our house, last night" her father explained. "It's amazing no one got hurt!"
"I find it even more amazing that we all slept through it…" mumbled the black-haired twin.
However, Ichigo was surprised to notice that all the other damage to their home has been repaired. She was further confused when her family expressed their belief of what they thought had happened and completely uninjured. The redhead looked around to find that, apart from the giant hole, there was no real harm done. No claw marks or blood. Nothing.
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Did that Rukio guy do some kind of Shinigami damage control and did he return to that Soul Society? Was he okay?
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(Later, at Karakura High School…)
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Class hadn't started yet, so Miss Ochi wasn't present (she was notorious for showing up later than most of the students), so freshmen class 3 was engaging in gossip. In the corner that Ichigo was headed to, one with a boy and girl, the boy was tall with shoulder length orange-brown and the girl had short black hair, the topic of conversation was obviously her.
The boy sat near the window as he watched the classroom door with his big dark-grey eyes; he had an open book in his hand but wasn't reading it. He stood about 5'10ft., slightly taller than Ichigo, had a grey jacket and trousers, as well as a red tie. He had a slender but masculine build and had blue, flower-shaped earrings. The boy wore his wavy hair with a full but parted fringe.
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"What are you staring at, Orioji?" said a voice, he looked over to come face to face with Tatsuki Arisawa. She wore a white blouse, grey skirt and jacket, as well as a red bow around her neck. She had dark blue eyes and lean frame, in contrast to Ichigo. She stood about 5'3 ft. and had a tomboyish appearance.
"I'm waiting for Kurosaki-chan!" Orioji chirped. "She's late."
"You're waiting for Ichigo? She may not come in today" Tatsuki mumbled.
"Why would you say that, Tatsuki-chan?" he asked curiously, Tatsuki looked at him and sighed.
"Mizuiro said that when he went by Ichigo's house this morning there was a huge hole in the side" she said , gesturing with one hand to him. "He said Ichigo's dad told them a truck had crashed into it in the middle of the night and they never even woke up."
"Don't worry, I'm still alive and kicking" a certain redhead snorted, causing the two to jump. A second later her sight was obscured by auburn hair and she was being squeezed from behind. God, how the hell did Orioji always manage to take her off guard like that?
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"Kurosaki-chan! You're okay!" he cried out brightly, Ichigo smiled back as she slowly tried to make her way to her desk.
She, like Tatsuki, wore a white blouse but she had a grey jacket over it but she wore the same grey skirt. Her red bow was untied around her neck and underneath her skirt she wore a pair of black pedal pushers that came just above her knees.
"Inoue… off" she grunted. Tatsuki sniggered in the background.
Smiling sheepishly, he backed away. "I'm glad you're alright, Ichigo."
"Oh morning, Ichigo" stated Tatsuki, as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I thought you weren't coming in today? You've already missed 2 periods" the orangette smirked.
"You should know better than to listen to my dad, Tatsuki" Ichigo stated simply, Tatsuki rolled her eyes.
"So what really happened?" she demanded, narrowing her eyes slightly.
"Well, last night a demented, soul-eating monster with a hole in its chest attacked me, my entire family and a stray Shinigami - which exist by the way - tossed me around like ragdoll, made a hole in my house before ploughing through the other way and I had to take the Shinigami's power to kill it… Ghosts are one thing, this is entirely another. Besides, I probably dreamt it."
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"Shit happened" she said plainly, setting herself down. Suddenly, a great shadow was overlooking Ichigo from behind.
"Ichigo, are you ok?" said a deep voice; Ichigo looked up and smiled at the site of her battle partner and friend, Sado Yasutora. He stood a towering 6'5ft., had tanned skin, wore a white shirt that looked like it only just fit him and a pair of grey trousers, his brown, shaggy hair covered one of his matching eyes.
"Chad! Yep, I'm alright" Ichigo said, Sado grunted and sat down behind her.
Suddenly, a brown-haired boy came charging in at Mach-speed with love-hearts trailing behind. "ICHI-SAMA! I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE ALRI-"
BAM! …That was the sound of the back of Ichigo's fist connecting with his face.
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"Good morning, Keigo" she stated impassively, as he fell to the floor in a daze.
Name: Keigo Asano
Age: 15
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Brown
Height: 5'7 ½ ft.
Occupation: Highschool Student… and love-struck fool.
Another fellow classmate was a boy with black hair, Mizuiro Kojima, walked up to her calmly to say good morning in a more normal way. They soon began discussing about what happened to their friend's house.
"So did you clean it all up yet?"
"Are you kidding? Its going to take forever! We'll have to close down the clinic until it's fixed" she remarked. "What's third period, anyways?"
"Well, Social Studies is next" said Tatsuki, giving the orange-head a look that promised an interrogation later. "By the way, we've got a new student. Odd time for a transfer but his parents had to move."
"Who is he?"
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"Excuse me? Are you Kurosaki Ichigo?" said a voice; Ichigo froze and slowly turned around. There stood a behind her, in a pair of grey trousers and white shirt; the red tie around his neck, was a familiar raven-haired boy barely 5'0 ft. tall.
"That's him, by the way" Tatsuki grinned.
Ichigo turned around and gawped. "What the hell…? What're you doing here?" she cried out, causing all her friends to blink at her in confusion.
Though he was wearing a school uniform instead of a Shinigami garb and obviously everyone could see him, there was no mistaking it: Kuchiki Rukio.
"What's the matter, Ichi-sama?"
"Kurosaki-chan, do you already know Kuchiki-kun?" Orioji asked, in confusion.
"Yes, we do. Don't you remember me?" he smiled. The black-haired boy held out his left hand to the strawberry girl, revealing a message: 'Make a scene and you're dead'.
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Now, when a God of Death makes a threat against your life, it pays to take it seriously. Thus, Ichigo clammed up and nodded mutely, quickly thinking up a lie to make up for her slip up. There was no way she could tell them truth about last night.
"Uh... well you see... Kuchiki... moved in next door to me! Yeah that's it. I meet him when he moved in yesterday as I was going home" Ichigo explained quickly and Orioji nodded in understanding buying her lie.
"I thought Hoshi-San lived next door to you?" Tatsuki asked, in suspicion.
"H-He's my other neighbour…"
"It's a pleasure to see you again, Kurosaki-san" Rukio stated, with such an unnaturally sweet voice the orange-head could have gagged and she couldn't help but cringe as she saw some of the girls of her class swoon at hearing his voice.
"Same here, Rukio" Ichigo muttered and narrowed her eyes when she noticed his violet eyes shining with amusement, as her friends greeted the Shinigami.
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"I haven't gotten my books yet, Kurosaki-san. Would you share yours with me?" he shot another poisonous smile.
"Alright class! Everyone sit down!" Miss Ochi cried out, as she walked into the room.
Of course, later on, as she offered her book to Rukio, the latter would find a note in its pages. 'Lunch is after fourth period, meet me behind the school. I want to know what the hell you're doing here.'
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(Later…)
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After class, Ichigo grabbed the midget's wrist and dragged him through the second door out of the classroom. It wasn't as hard to get away from Orioji and Tatsuki as Ichigo had thought it'd be during lunch and that reinforced her opinion that she'd be in for it later. Orioji, despite his occasional ditzy moments, wasn't an idiot; it was likely that at least Tatsuki suspected that Rukio had something to do with what Ichigo was not saying.
"So what's up, babe?" he smirked, once they got to a quite area.
The redhead's brow twitched as she blushed. "First: Don't call me that again. Ever. It's revolting."
"Revolting?" he repeated, sounding outraged. "But I stayed up all night studying the contemporary vernacular of the Human World! Jeepers, it's a common phrase for a man to say to a woman!"
"Well Rukio, here's a lesson you must have overlooked: no one uses terms like 'contemporary vernacular', 'Human World' and 'jeepers' in a conversation." Ichigo looked around and spotted no one. "Speaking of conversations, we're alone. So what the hell is up, you midget? Why are you here and not in that Soul Society place?"
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"Why?" Rukio crossed his arms across his chest and frowned at her. "Unfortunately, I cannot because I need to be a Shinigami to get back home!"
"Have to be…?" What about the ghosts that pasted on, then? "But you are a Shinigami, unless you've forgotten!" Ichigo mimed drawing on a notepad with her hands. "After all, you made certain that I was clear on that point!"
Rukio face-palmed himself. "Well, I'm not anymore! In case you have forgotten, you took my spirit energy, you idiot!" he shouted.
"It was half! You fucking said yourself you were letting me borrow them!" Ichigo was quite thankful there was no one around; the Shinigami was starting to piss her off. "How can you just lose the rest of your powers, what are they a pair of socks?" Ichigo shouted, Rukio sighed and pointed at her.
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If looks were to be believed, Rukio was more than a little irritated, too. "It's inside you. Last night, I only meant to give you half but you ended up taking almost all of it! You sucked it all powers up on your own!"
The orange-head paused as her irritation declined for favour of examining her memory of the previous night. "Sucked it up… like a vacuum?"
"Exactly! You sucked me dry!" Despite her agreement, it was obvious the Death God hadn't thought about it in those exact terms because she looked unsettled at the idea. "Now, I can only do the simplest of Kido and I have to live in this ridiculous Gigai!"
"Gigai? What do you mean?" Ichigo repeated, dumbly. It's like a different goddamn language to her…
The, disempowered, Shinigami sighed once more and pointed at his chest. "Gigai are false, portable bodies inhabited by weakened Shinigami in emergencies. It's for me to interact with the living, until my powers return" he explained, Ichigo nodded in understanding.
"So that's why my friends could see him" she thought.
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That made sense. After all, if a Shinigami had no protection and weakened, in this case as a normal human, he would be easy prey for a Hollow. Ichigo carefully shook the images that thought brought to mind.
"Okay, I get all that but there's one question you haven't answered." Rukio looked slightly confused. "What are you, a powerless Shinigami, doing here? What do you want with me?"
He sighed, an overworked sigh, like Ichigo should've figured it out herself. "I may no longer have my powers but I still have a job to do" Rukio said, bluntly with a smile. "Since you are the one who took them, you have to do it for me, Ichigo" he stated simply, as he held out his hand; Ichigo stared at him in complete shock.
Of all the… For a second, Ichigo felt like snapping back, "WHAT?! No way! I'm not going to fight those monsters" but an image of her being shielded behind the Shinigami came to mind and she stopped. "Look that was just a one off, okay" she said, politely. Well, the tone was nearly polite.
"Don't complain. It's your fault that I'm like this so you have no right to refuse!" the Death God said, Ichigo stopped and thought about it. "Come on, you did just fine yesterday, I know don't want to admit it but deep down you are a really nice girl."
"That was only because my family was in danger. I'm not going to risk getting killed and eaten by those things for total strangers, I'm not that nice? Why should I?"
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"W-why?" Rukio looked rattled, as if he had expected her to agree right away. "W-well, you have to… and…" Something occurred to him. "…Arisawa and Inoue said you liked fighting."
"What? I don't go looking for trouble it's the other way 'round" Ichigo cried, completely outraged while shaking her hips. "Besides, a few 2-bit, wannabe, street punks is one thing but giant man-eating demons is a whole 'nother thing! So uh-ah, I refuse. Goodbye."
As she began to walk away, the raven-head put on a fingerless, red glove with a flaming skull on it. "I see. Well then, you leave me no choice" he sighed, with closed eyes. "I guess I will have to take matters into my own hands."
After hearing this, Ichigo turned around to find a hand pushed into her chest. The glove apparently removes people's souls from their bodies, as she was now wearing a black Shihakusho and felt the familiar weight of her Zanpakuto on her back. The orangette was now freaking out as she saw her body lying on the floor and now in Shinigami form.
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"I told you that I have a job to do and if you wouldn't come willingly then-" he stopped as felt something in his gloved hand.
It was big… it was soft… it was squishy…
Rukio opened his eyes and looked up to see what he was grabbing. He blushed as red as the schoolgirl did.
"I-I-I-I a-am sor-"
"You little pervert!" Ichigo shouted, as she smacked Rukio round the head.
This caused boy to fall on top of her unconscious body, there his pale little hands found two more… big… soft… squishy things.
"Wow… Wow!" he began poking her in random places like child, with wide eyes. The Kurosaki was now seething, seeing that this guy had completely forgotten why he was even here. Several veins popped on her forehead when Rukio poked her body between her breasts and had a small nosebleed.
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"KEEP YOUR GODDAMN FINGERS TO YOURSELF, PERV!" she yelled angrily with a face-fault, as she grabbed the Death God, socked him in the gut and kicked him where the sun don't shine for good measure. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I OUTTA CALL THE COPS, TATSUKI AND CHAD ON YOUR ASS!"
Rukio groaned and shot a pained look at the tall girl. "Damn… No need to get so worked up…" he muttered, as he got to his feet while holding his stomach. Ichigo walked to her body to hide it in some bushes. Rukio stood up and gave a cool look… despite the newly acquired black eye, fat lip and bruises he comically gained. "Hide your body and come this way" he muffled and she reluctantly followed his lead.
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(Later, at Yumizawa Children's Park…)
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"Oi, why are we here?" Ichigo asked, as she noticed she was at the playground, she had a very bad feeling.
"We're getting close. Does a spirit reside around here?" Rukio asked, noticing a large memorial stand.
"Yes, he died at the age of five about 6 years ago and his name's Keiichi, though I only met him a week ago" she crouched down. "It's around 12 o'clock so he should be. Why?"
Rukio pulled put a mobile. "I received news from the Soul Society that a Hollow would appear at this park so it's likely the child would be attacked."
Suddenly, a child's scream and a crashing noise made her turn around.
"Keiichi!" Ichigo shouted, as she jumped over the fence to a little ghost boy. He had black hair and dark eyes, as well as a white T-shirt with red sleeves, blue jeans and white sneakers.
"Ichi-nee! Help me!" he cried, as he was being pursued by a monster.
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A 6-legged, spider-like hollow was in front of them. It had greyish green skin with orange joints as well as orange spots on its back. His mask was plain white with a relatively human-like face. His face is framed by 2 tufts of brown hair and a forelock of purple hair that fell over the top of his mask, making him look clown-like.
Ichigo tried to run to his aid but her wrist was grabbed by Rukio stopping her. "Stop, what do you think you're doing? You said so yourself that you don't know him that well, so isn't he a stranger to you?"
"Why should it matter if he's a stranger to me or not? I can't just standby when a kid needs help, especially one being attacked right in front of me!" she retorted. "I'm not gonna let him get eaten."
"Whether the ghost is in front of you or far away, the fact remains that he's being attacked" he explained, as Ichigo was getting more distressed. "Even if you did save that kid there, nothing would matter if you don't become a Shinigami! Saving him just because he's right in front of you? That's a bit half-hearted. A Shinigami has to treat all spirits equally, you cannot just conveniently save those you can see and reach. It doesn't work like that."
The tall girl was getting more and more agitated as Keiichi fell over and the Hollow and was about to devour him. "If you intend to save him, then you must commit yourself to saving all souls. Even if it means chasing them around, going to any length and paying the ultimate price" he said, with a more serious tone.
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After hearing this, Ichigo remembered her fight with the Hollow last night and made her decision. She charged at the Hollow. As the boy dived behind her, Ichigo gripped her Zanpakuto's handle and drew her blade.
"Who the hell are you?"
"I'm your death! Now, leave Keiichi alone!" Ichigo shouted, as she raised her Zanpakuto and chopped of two of its legs. "Get lost, Hollow scum!" she stabbed the hollow through the mask finishing it off.
"You okay?" She then turned to look at Keiichi and planted her Zanpakuto on the ground near the boy, scaring him a bit. "Seriously, you need to start living rep of being a tough guy, kid" Ichigo smiled, as she crouched down.
It wasn't her normal cocky smirk. It was warm and loving, more akin to a dotting big sister.
"Oh shut it, I wasn't scared!" Keiichi said, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Anyway what happened to you Ichi-nee?"
"It's a long story. Anyways, you wouldn't want to go through that again, I can help you pass on" she tapped the end of her Zanpakuto on his forehead. "Hopefully you'll do better in your next life." She watched a butterfly fly away into the sky.
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"That was beautiful" now the raven-head wanted her even more to be a Shinigami. She's such a natural.
"I'm surprised you chose so quickly" Rukio smiled. "So you have decided to make the commitment to become a Shinigami, to be the master of life and the governor of death."
"Like hell I have" Ichigo planted her Zanpakuto on the ground next to her. "I haven't accepted squat. I saved him because I wanted to."
Well, he certainly wasn't expecting that. Rukio was in disbelief as if he was certain this would convince her. "What?"
"Besides, are you any different? You put your life on the line to save me! At that time were you thinking about complicated stuff like 'this is my Shinigami duty'?" she asked, to see the boy even more stunned. "Of course not, that's the last thing on your mind when you save someone. At the very least I'm different! If things get bad I might run away, since I'm not a good enough person to be able to sacrifice my life for total strangers."
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Ichigo proceeded to pick up her sword and walk away, leaving a frustrated Rukio to bite his lip. "Damnit! What am I going to do now?! "
Apparently, it was going to be more difficult to convince to help him…
Ichigo let out a sigh as if the redhead sensed his distress. "Then again, I'm not trash that can live happily without paying back her debts, unfortunately" she continued to walk while popping her hips. "C'mon, let's go before someone finds my body lying out in the bushes."
…Or maybe not.
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"D-did she just agree to help me after all that trouble?" he thought in disbelief silently thanking her, as his gaze was captured by something. "When did she learn to pop her hips like that? It's almost… hypnotic…" he quickly shaked those thoughts out of his head and followed the schoolgirl.
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(Back, at school…)
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"Something's wrong with Ichigo" remarked Tatsuki, frowning to where the rest of the class's females were sitting chatting among themselves at lunch. Chizuru, sitting several feet away with the rest of the class 1-3 girls, was eyeing the tomboy speculatively and she just knew the lesbian was going to try and make a move on her. "She'd never leave me alone with Chizuru on the loose, just to run off with someone she just met."
"Nothing's wrong with Ichigo" Orioji contradicted, dipping the leek in his hand into a dip, some gloop mixture of red bean paste and fried peanut butter, to his friend's disgust. "Ichigo does know Rukio. She was surprised to see him but she recognized him."
Tatsuki shot the boy a look, only to glance away quickly, slightly put off by his food. "Yeah, that's what it seemed like but it's still not like her. Couldn't she have just had Rukio eat lunch with us?"
"Ichigo wanted to know why he was here" Orioji took a bite and chewed. "But she didn't want us to know."
"Something to do with a fight?"
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Orioji imagined the scene. Rukio stood with his feet planted and fists in front of his face set. Ichigo stood loosely across from him, looking bored. After a second, the black-haired midget disappeared in a shower of dust, only to crash headfirst into Ichigo's raised hand and topples backward with swirly eyes.
He shook his head.
Ichigo usually did try to keep them out of her fights but the idea of her picking one with a new boy, who was short and scrawny, was absurd. Unless she was in a bad mood, she was particular about who she fought and what she looked for most was endurance. Rukio was too delicate to have attracted Ichigo's attention.
The breeze shifted and the redhead perked up, sniffing the air. He broke into a bright smile. "Ichigo's back!"
Tatsuki gave him a disturbed look, Orioji knew his friend found it odd he could identify people he knew by scent, even if the odour in question was sharp as a knife. As he glanced around, trying to spot the long tail of distinctive bright orange hair. Underneath the usual punkish glaze was a slight chill that hadn't been there the day before, one that was ever so slightly stronger than before she and Rukio had left together.
"Ichigo looks cheerful about something" he noted. Like she's had a fight but there's no smell of sweat… Like a light bulb, realization lit his face. "I know!"
"Know what?"
"Ichigo's a ghost fighter!"
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"A-a what?"
"Kurosaki-chan is secretly a superhero of the dead and is helping ghosts pass over while protecting us from monsters! Hiya!" the redhead cried out making karate noises and chops, Tatsuki looked at Orioji before she shook her head.
"Whatever. Just keep those fantasies to yourself, Orioji" she sighed, making him pout.
"But Tatsuki, what if it's true?"
"Well, if it is, I'll eat a whole bowl of your 'Ramen, honey and sushi special', alright?"
Name: Tatsuki Arisawa
Age: 15
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5'2 ft.
Occupation: High-School Student and Best Friend.
"You're on!" Orioji with said with a mock salute.
Glossary
- Oyaji (Unrespectful): Dad, Old Man.
- Gigai (Faux Body): A Gigai is an artificial body that allows Shinigami to remain in the Human World and interact with humans.
- Soul Society (Dead Spirit World): The Soul Society is the afterlife; it's also called the Spirit World. It's meant to correspond to Heaven in Human belief systems. It's the place where most departed souls and the Shinigami dwell.
Expect the next chapter soon folks. I intend to focus my time on its fanfic first and finish the others later.
Btw should I also genderbend Renji or Byakuya, or should I just leave them alone.
Expect a few other genderbends, too.
Peace out and don't forget to review.
