My name is Shirokana Gensuiki, or Shiro, and I live a pretty average life. Well, aside from a few unwholesome hobbies but I work to pay rent and I have a decent number of friends. I say 'decent' because I'm not very good with people. Apparently I'm arrogant and a know-it-all…

And I see things that others can't.

I don't considering them as ghosts because even though a lot of people can't see them, an acquaintance of mine can see them as well. That and it's not little apparitions or whimsical balls of light that I see. No, the things I see are usually people in black clothing that remind me of a Japanese drama. They carry katanas and jump around from the tops of buildings and such. Every once in a while they'll destroy a strange looking creature that makes the most horrible noise. I ignore them most of the time, since I have my own things to do.

Ichigo, on the other hand, does not.


"I don't see how you can ignore them." Ichigo says as we sit on his roof.

"Why do you mess with them?" I ask.

"I don't 'mess' with them, Shiro, I help them."

"You'll just get into trouble. They seem like they have jobs to do."

"You wouldn't really understand… It's pretty awesome when you get the hang of it though."

"I still say you should leave them alone."

Ichigo leans back, his orange hair longer than when I had first met him and now at his shoulders. He is almost as arrogant as me but for some reason, people seem to like him. He has a good amount of friends and a loving family. I am on my own but the Kurosakis took me in and I pay room and board at their house.

"Eh, you should ask them." Ichigo says with a shrug.

"Ask them what?"

"To go with them."

"Even if I did, I couldn't go with them. It's against the rules." Ichigo blinks at me and I look back at him. "What?"

"How do you know that?"

"Know what?"

"That really is a rule, you know. How did you know that?"

"I don't know…"

This happens a lot. Whenever we talk about the People in Black, or Soul Reapers, as Ichigo calls them, weird things happen. It usually has to do with any rules or the way they do things. I never mess with them, so I don't understand how I know so much about them.

"Well, it was nice talking with ya, Shiro. Gotta go. Tell Yuzu I'll be late tonight."

"She won't be happy about that."

"Just save some food for me."

Ichigo grabs a skull patch and hits his chest with it. He seems to jump out of his body as his other half lands in my lap. He points one of his swords at me.

"Keep that safe."

He jumps away to join the Soul Reapers. For some reason, even though I never want anything to do with them, it makes me sad that Ichigo is so free to go with them.


I climb down from the roof and set Ichigo's body on his bed and head down the stairs.

"Home!" I yell.

"You're late." Karin says, looking up at me from the bottom of the stairs. "You say that when you walk in the door, not when you're coming down the stairs."

"I was talking to Ichigo on the roof."

"Oh, is Ichi-nii out again?"

"Yeah."

Karin rolls her eyes, heading to the kitchen.

"Oh, Shiro, you're home!" Yuzu says, wooden spoon in hand. I smile at her. "I didn't hear you come in earlier."

"He was hiding with Ichi-nii on the roof." Karin says, trying to get something out of the cabinet.

I walk over and grab it for her, being taller than her.

"Thanks Shiro-kun." She says with a smile.

I've watched these two grow from being young ladies to young women for ten years now. They've both turned out very lovely and I consider them as much as my little sisters as I do Ichigo a brother. This is my family…

I look at the clock and curse under my breath, heading back upstairs. I didn't realize that I had taken so long with Ichigo on the roof. I can never tell them that I go out looking for trouble at night. And that isn't really an exaggeration either. Ichigo may be able to fight the unseen with those Soul Reaper people, I fight the things that can be seen, like crime and injustice. I take off my shirt and start to look for my other one when a knock raps on the door and it opens.

"Shiro-oh!"

"What is it?" I growl, holding my shirt over my torso.

Karin stares at me for a moment and then seems to regain her composure.

"Uh… um… Yuzu wants to know if you wanted steamed shrimp or shrimp tempura in your soup tonight."

"Steamed will be fine. What kind of soup are we having?"

"Udon."

"Yeah. Just make it-"

"Spicy. She knows… um…"

I glare at her to get out and she closes the door.

I sigh as I put the shirt I was hiding my torso under on. Even though I have been with this family for ten years, the one thing no one seems to get over are the scars. I have no idea where they came from but they are deep and grotesque, ugly, and harsh. I can't look at them for long because they seem to bring back horrible memories that I don't understand.

I grab the black hoodie and mask as well as the katana hidden behind my dresser and go to the window. I jump out the window to the ground, putting on the mask and heading out to slay real monsters, not the monsters Ichigo fights; these are monsters of men.

Regardless of who they are, anyone who tries to disrupt the peace in Karakura Town will be cut down!


so we got ourselves a vigilante... btw, despite what you may think, shiro isn't an OC... btw, this can technically be placed after the manga ends or something, cuz you see that ichigo has two swords but other stuff will be explained later