Hi! Get ready for the first official chapter of Undead Guardian. It will try to follow the YD story as much as possible. Also in this, Ichigo merged with his inner-hollow so he has a hole in his chest… just wanted to clear that up. Anyways, let's get on with the story!

All my life, I've wanted to fit in, to be ordinary. So I thought moving to a new town would be my chance, my chance to be normal. But I was forgetting one little thing… I'm a vampire. A young Vladimir Dracula thought to himself. It had been two months since his family, Renfield and Ichigo had set off for England. They were currently in the hearse, Ichigo on his motorbike, on the way to their new home.

"I'm sure we should've taken a left back there." Vlad pointed out to a very tired Renfield, he had been driving non-stop without a rest on their journey. As Vlad said that, he didn't realise that Ingrid was right where he said that.

"Eugh, could you stop breathing in my face? You couldn't have brushed your teeth in weeks. Am I the only one gagging here?" Was Ingrid's agitated response. Unconsciously, Vlad breathed on his hand to see how bad he smelled…. it was gross.

Ingrid continued in the same annoyed manner, "I can't believe we have to talk this stupid language… even if Ichigo taught us it."

During the first few weeks on the road, the orange-head would teach them new words in English. He did this so often, they became fluent instantly.

"We've got to keep a low profile!" Vlad told his sister.

"Why did we have to move anyway?" Ingrid enquired. After all, why should a clan of powerful vampires escape and not fight. Of course Ingrid knew why deep down, her father was a yellow chicken who was too overprotective of his son for his own good.

"Please be quiet Mistress Ingrid, I am trying to read the map." Renfield asked in an attempt to be polite.

"Don't tell me to be quiet, insect biter!" Ingrid spat at the poor man, she was in such a mad mood that she flicked Renfields hat off while he was trying to drive… resulting in hitting a nerve."

Losing his patience, Renfield striked back by pinching Ingrid on her arm. It was quite the pinch as a crunch sound could be heard.

"Don't you touch me you fungus!" Ingrid jabbed, wiping off where Renfield touched her. In the end, it resulted in a massive insults match between the two.

"You rat!"

"Creep!"

"Witch!"

"Pussface!"

"Turn right!" came Vlad's voice. He was the only sane person there.

"Cud Chewer!"

"Cretin!"

"Freak!... Fart Breath!"

"Spider licker!"

"Scab picker!"

"Snot eater"

"RENFIELD!" Came the booming voice of Count Dracula. He was sleeping happily in his coffin, then he heard this commotion. He was sure that Ichigo could even hear this.

They came to a screeching halt. Ichigo almost crashed into the hearse, however, his reflexes were more sharpened than most. Why did we stop? And what's with all the commotion in the hearse? He thought.

Back in the hearse, the Count had emerged from the back and was now face to face with his servant. "What is going on?"

Renfield was shaking like mad, he looked like a human jelly (jello). "S-Sorry f-for d-disturbing you master." Was all he managed to whimper out before being silenced.

"Ingrid wants Renfield to run the hearse around and go back to transylvania" Vlad summed up to his father.

"Oh she, does she?" The Count turned to face his daughter before continuing. "Have you forgotten about that angry torch-wielding Transylvanian peasant mob? Would you like to go back the them too?" Suddenly, the Count had a flashback of the mob, to say it shook him up was an understatement.

"Yeah… well, going back to them is better than living in this dump." Countered Ingrid. "I mean look at it, it's so… normal."

Vlad got a dreamy expression on his face. "Yeah, normal. That's just what I was thinking"

With Robin

Robin Branagh was a normal boy, well normal to him anyway. Vampires and death always fascinated him. He even dressed up like a vampire, and slept like a vampire. Infact, that was what he was currently doing.

"Robin? Robin? *knock knock knock* Robin!" Robin's mother tried to wake her son, but to no avail.

"Face it mam, you did a good job with me and Paul…" Robin's brother, Ian was saying, only to be interrupted by his sister.

"And me!" She said.

"It's just unfortunate you had a weirdo goth child." He continued.

"Ian, this isn't funny. He hasn't come out of his room all morning." Their mother explained with a worried expression on her face.

"And that's a bad thing?" Joked Paul. His twin found it hilarious.

So their mother said something that impacted them. "If he doesn't wake up, no one's going camping."

That did it for they boys, they were up and pounding Robin's door as if their lives depended on it.

All the knocking cause Robin to slowly wake up, he noticed a hearse and a man on a motorbike outside of his house. Slowly, he turned his head to observe them better… only to crash down for the ceiling and land hard on his rear end.

Unfazed by this, he walked to the window and pondered why they would be here.

In the hearse

"Shall I proceed now master?" Renfield asked an annoyed Count.

"Of course." He replied, seeming eager to get out of this hellhole.

Finding this a good opportunity to say something, Ingrid remarked. "Good, it smells like a zombie's armpit in here!" Everyone in the hearse smelled the air and it was confirmed.

Then from behind the curtain in the back of the hearse, a stuffed wolf named Zoltan made himself known. "I thought so. It's Vlad's stupid stuffed dog." Ingrid was in an even fouler mood now.

Vlad had a look of offence. "He's not a dog, he a wolf… and besides, he doesn't smell."

"Well actually master Vlad, I do smell a bit. My sawdust seems to have gotten a little damp in transit." The wolf replied with a heavy Transylvanian accent… maybe they should get Ichigo to teach him a bit of English.

Putting all of this behind him, the Count simply told Renfield to drive. Little did they know they were being watched by a 13 year old boy in awe as they drove up the hill.

When they arrived, they simply stared. Ichigo had opened the hearse's door, being careful not to hit the Count with sunlight.

"This the place?" He asked.

"Yeah… home sweet home." Vlad sighed. In Front of them was an old castle ruin. No matter how tattered it was, it was stable and safe. The Soul Reaper was more than capable of repairing it.

"Well, I call the tower room. Ichigo wanna bunk in with me?" Vlad asked the orange haired reaper.

"Sure, but first we need to unpack. Count, get into your coffin so that we can get you in. Vlad take your suitcase, Ingrid take your stuff and Renfield, help me carry the Count." Everyone set about doing their jobs, Ichigo opened the door and started carrying the Count in… with the help of Renfield.

When they were all unpacked, the Count emerged from his coffin to inspect his new castle. "Well, here we are at last. It's not exactly what I was expecting. I mean where are the cobwebs? The damp? The rotting corpses?"

So Vlad had to explain to him how it was the best one he could find online on such short notice. Accepting that as an answer, the Count took his first step in the castle, creating a shockwave of power. Everyone apart from Ichigo shivered.

"Well I suppose I might feel better when I've had someone to eat." He said with hunger in his voice,

Ichigo then stepped in. "Actually Dracula-san, it is against the rules for a vampire to bite someone in the presence of a 'Reaper'. We don't know for certain if there are slayers in town or not. To make things safe, I will buy you a cow steak."

The Count, who was at first annoyed about the 'no biting' rule, lightened up at the mention of cow steak. "Very well Kurosaki, you have my permission to leave the castle to buy me some food. Renfield, hide that picture in the attic.. behind some boxes, under a sheet. Vlad, go to your room and unpack, Ingrid.. just stay out of his way."

"Oh yeah, Vlad look after my swords." Ichigo then gave Vlad his dual Zanpakuto.

And so Ichigo departed for the nearest local shop.

With Robin

Robin was currently walking up the hill to the front door of the castle. Time to meet the neighbors! Just as he was about to knock, a tall, muscular man with orange hair walked out. He turned to Robin and asked "Who are you?" The man asked.

"Oh, sorry. My name is Robin Branagh. Nice to meet you! I actually live quite near here." He held out his hand, the man shook it.

"A local? Good, My name is Ichigo Kurosaki. Do you know where any shops or butcher stores are?" Ichigo asked.

Happily, Robin lead Ichigo down to the shops. Along the way, the two were chatting about interest, favourite music and stuff like that.

On the way back, they got into a heated conversation about Pokémon and other video games. The two exchange farewells as Ichigo entered the castle. Robin, on the other hand was determined to enter.

With Vlad 20 minutes prior

"A TV? A TV? If you want to see moving pictures, Vladimir. Run around the portrait gallery." Vlad was in a mad mood after his father refused to give his son a television, despite Vlad's bribes and protesting. "I mean, does he think he's living in the 19th century?"

Zoltan answered what was supposed to be rhetorical. "Actually master Vlad, he thinks he's living in the 18th century. He's a few hundred years behind everyone else."

"I hate being a vampire, it really sucks!" Vlad screamed with venom at the word 'vampire'

"Isn't that rather the point?" A third voice was heard. Vlad turned and saw that Ichigo had returned and was getting another bed ready for himself. He had given the Count his steak, and had given Ingrid some new lipstick.

"Vlad, on the way to the shops, I met a boy who might get along well with you." This caught the pre-teen's attention. "You don't have to keep your vampire secret away from him. He will understand. Besides, he has a love for anything death related… he also has a TV and lots of video game." the last part made Vlad even more eager to befriend the boy.

"So, do you know where he will be?"

"I'd say any minute… now!"

With Robin after he helped Ichigo

"We're all going on a camping holiday! Just some tents, and a rope or two fun a…" Graham Branagh was interrupted by his son, Robin.

"Dad, you're making strange noises again."

"It's called singing, Robin. People do it when they're in a good mood… oh sorry 'Good mood'? I hope I am not confusing you with my complicated, technical jargon." Graham replied in a mocking tone.

Robin was far from amused, if agitated had another stage to it, he was there. "Ha ha. There's a small drama inside without the kendal mint cake."

"What? We can't have a Branagh family camping expedition without kendal mint cake." So he checked the cake tin, and was rewarded with the sight of emptiness. "This is a disaster… Elizabeth!" Then he left Robin alone in the garage, where he helped himself to a rope with a grappling hook. I wish they made this stuff in black. He thought, before legging it to the castle

Back to the present

A grappling hook flew through Vlad's window. Ichigo was unfazed by this… Vlad was not. He leant his head down and saw a boy climbing. The caught eachothers eyes and started screaming. Luckily for Robin, Ichigo shunpo-ed and caught him, he then started climbing without a rope.

"Thats was brilliant Ichigo!" Robin exclaimed at Ichigo's 'badassery'.

"Ichigo, who is this boy?" Vlad asked. He looked at the boy Ichigo saved, before he came to the thought that this guy definitely fit Ichigo's description.

"This is Robin Branagh. Robin, meet Vlad, a vampire." Ichigo introduced the two as he resheathed his zanpakuto at his waist.

They were getting along well, until Ingrid came in and saw Robin. "DAAA…" She was about to scream 'DAAAAAD', but Ichigo shunpo-ed behind her and covered her mouth. She tried to bite her way out, only to find Ichigo's skin was like steel (remember he fused with his hollow. He has hierro).

So Ichigo whispered in her ear. "Don't, he will not tell anyone. He too likes death and all things vampiric… I notice you are wearing the lipstick I bought you." Ingrid nodded. "That cost me a small fortune, you know. If you keep quiet, I will buy you more."

Ichigo released his grip on Ingrid's mouth, she could finally breathe. Then, she turned to face Robin. "You better not snitch, or I'll eat you for dinner!" And with that, she turned and left.

"Wow, your sister is so cool!" Robin yelled enthusiastically. He stayed over for a while, then he remembered his family trip. The others would be waiting for him. So Ichigo escorted him out of the window… it was there, they saw Robin's dad getting drowsy at the front door. The two ran over to him before he knocked.

"Dad, you look terrible. I think you should have a nice long rest." And so Robin Proceeded to carry his sleeping dad all the way home. Seeing that he was of no use, Ichigo shunpo-ed to the top of the castle to try and spot any hollow activity. He remained there all night, when morning came, he went back inside.

How was that? Remember to tell me what you thought.