Author's Note: To those who are actually reading this, sorry for the late update. There was NO reviews last time so I knew I had to step up in my story. So I needed some extra time to fix up the story. Then I noticed it was a bit cliche so I did another change. I know I promised to bring Ichigo and Rukia in this chapter but I'm putting it off until next chapter. I'm busy re-editing my story and making it longer. But it's almost ready so you guys won't have to wait too long.

You guys can think of this as a space filler but you will be able to see some important change here. Including the introduction of Kurosaki Aiko and a mysterious girl who keeps bothering Keitaro.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach

Chapter 1: Wipe on, Wipe off

Keitaro and Hayato slowly made way back to the front of their school gate where Hayato's friend was still there, waiting for them.

"Ryo!" Hayato called out, waving his arm in the air.

Ishida Ryo looked up and smiled as his best friend and his older brother approached him. "So how did it go?"

"It was so cool! Kei-nii came in and knocked one guy out with just one punch!" Hayato pumped his fist into the air. "I bet his punch is as strong as our otousan's!"

"That's cool. Niichan is really strong!" Ryo smiled at Keitaro.

"Thanks," Keitaro responded before looking at his watch. "Oh no. We're late!" Before Hayato or Ryo could ask anything, Keitaro grabbed their wrists and quickly dragged them away.

"KEI-NII! WHERE ARE WE GOING?!" Hayato screamed out.

"WE'RE LATE FOR CLASS!"

TEN minutes later

"I can't believe this," Keitaro glared at the ground below him.

"That's what you get for being late," a female voice told him.

Keitaro looked up and pouted. "But I told you, I was busy taking care of some bullies that were bothering Hayato! Arisawa-sensei!" he whined.

Arisawa Tatsuki looked at her friend's son and sighed. "Then you should have finished the job faster. Seriously, you're Ichigo's son but you take too long to finish fights," she shook her head.

Keitaro glared at her before straightening his back again. Just for arriving ten minutes late, he and the other two were forced to one corner of the dojo, and had to sit on their knees with their arms raised up high and straight. After only a few minutes, Keitaro could feel the muscles in his arms twitching to get out of their uncomfortable position but Arisawa-sensei was watching over them like a hawk, ready to give them a good kick if they didn't keep their arms up straight.

But it seems Keitaro was the only one suffering. Hayato and Ryo were too busy asking stupid questions to their sensei.

"Did otousan really get into a lot of fights, Arisawa-sensei?" Hayato asked with sparkling eyes.

"I heard Kurosaki-san used to get beaten up a lot by you. Is that true?" Ryo asked.

Hayato gasped at his friend. "There is no way! No one can beat up my otousan!"

"Your mother does," Ryo pointed out.

Hayato was about to respond but closed his mouth. "True…" he whispered in deep thought.

Keitaro rolled his eyes.

Tatsuki looked at her younger students and also rolled her eyes. "If you're so curious about Ichigo's past, just ask him," she said. "Now, you two get up and join the others. Today you'll be learning some new stances."

"Hai!" The two quickly jumped up and joined their fellow students in one side of the dojo.

Keitaro watched on as the two left, and turned back to Tatsuki to glare at her. "And what about me?"

Tatsuki stared at Keitaro before grinning. "I have special plans for you, my dear prodigy."

As soon as he heard those words Keitaro knew he was in deep shit. He followed Tatsuki to another side of the room where older students were waiting for their lessons. Keitaro stood in front of the room, next to Tatsuki.

"Well class, today we'll be practicing the new techniques that we learned last week. And Keitaro has graciously volunteered to give you guys a simulation," she announced.

Keitaro glared at her before turning his glared to the rest of the students who were snickering.

"Now, who wants to go against with him?" she asked.

Suddenly the whole dojo became silent. Even the other classes became quiet as they looked around to see if anyone was willing to stand up against THE Kurosaki Keitaro.

The young 'prodigy' smirked, glad everyone had a sense of mind to keep their mouths shut and their arms down.

Tatsuki noticed this as well and wasn't too pleased. "No one? Do I have to just call up someone to do this?"

"I'll do it."

Keitaro glared to one side of the room where a young girl had her arm raised.

Tatsuki grinned. "Well then, come on up!"

"WHAT?!" Keitaro shouted, looking up at his sensei with disbelief. "THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY I'M BEATING UP A GIRL!"

Tatsuki glared at Keitaro. "I presume Ichigo taught you how to speak like that. No matter; you'll fight because I said so, so get ready."

Keitaro looked between Tatsuki and the girl that was making her ways towards them. If there was anything his father had taught him, it wasn't the bad language, but that he should NEVER hit a girl (thus he came up with the conclusion that his mother always wins in a fight against his father).

In a matter of seconds the two were now fully dressed up in pads to protect them from serious injuries (A/N: the pads Ichigo and Tatsuki wore when they were little and fighting against each other; Memories in the Rain chapters).

Tatsuki looked at the brave girl and smiled. "I don't believe I've seen you here before? You new?"

The new girl looked at Tatsuki before nodding. "Today's my first day here. My name is Saeki Kiyo. I just moved into town."

Tatsuki nodded. "Well, it's nice to meet you, especially since you're the only one who seems confident enough to go against our best student."

Kiyo eyed Keitaro from his head to his toe and back again. "I don't know why anyone would think he's special; he looks weak to me."

"WHAT?!" Keitaro glared at the girl in front of him. "Bitch…" he cursed under his breath. Sadly, Tatsuki heard him so she slammed a hard fist on top of his head.

"Well, let's get this show on the road!" Tatsuki called both of them to stand a few feet away from each other. When everything was ready, the two students took up their stance and stood still, just waiting for Tatsuki to tell them to start. The sensei eyed both students carefully, and smirked. "Start!"

Before Keitaro had a chance to react, Kiyo quickly ran towards him and dived, sticking her leg out to trip him. Shit! Keitaro cursed mentally as he jumped into the air to avoid her attack.

"Too slow."

Keitaro's eyes widen at her words when she suddenly pushed herself off the ground and jumped higher behind him. She grabbed one of his arms and the two landed with Keitaro face-down and his arm twisted back.

Noise exploded throughout the dojo after witnessing Keitaro getting pinned down.

"Kei-nii! Don't lose to a girl!" Hayato shouted from the crowd.

"Shut up, Hayato!" Keitaro cringed as he used his strength to push himself up. But Kiyo force more of her weight onto his arm, snapping him back to the ground.

"You can't win," she simply said.

"Oh yeah?" he turned his head slightly and smirked at her. "Just watch me."

Before Kiyo could react, Keitaro used his free arm to reach behind him, grabbing the end of her chest pad from behind and used his strength to pull her forward. With a grunt, Keitaro was able to loosen her hold on his arm. Using this as chance, he quickly used his other hand to push himself up, tossing her above him at the same time.

"Oof!" Kiyo landed with a grunt. She quickly jumped back on her feet, just in time to avoid Keitaro's punch that flew her way. She stepped to the side and was about to retaliate with a punch but Keitaro grabbed her wrist just in time. He looked up and stood up close.

"I told you I can beat you," he smirked, "And I should just beat all that 'confidence' out of 'ya."

Kiyo glared at him before kicking him in the stomach, sending him flying onto the ground. She looked at him and said, "And I thought boys were not allowed to hit girls."

Keitaro also jumped up and snorted. "True, but if girl knows what she's doing, then I shouldn't really go easy on her. Ask Arisawa-sensei; she used to beat the crap out of my otousan when they were little and so she's one of the few girls that he is willing to use his strength when they fight."

Tatsuki nodded at this. "Although we haven't had a good match in some time, he does fight a bit more aggressively against me."

"It's because you're devilishly strong," Hayato commented with a grin.

"Why, thank you, Hayato," Tatsuki grinned back.

"My okasan told me you use to beat up everyone back when you were in high school," Ryo added. "I heard Kurosaki-san, Yasutaro-san and you were the scariest pack of students in all of Karakura."

Tatsuki laughed as she thought back to the 'good-ole-times.' "We did make a great team."

Keitaro looked at everyone and sighed. "I hope you know we're still in middle of a match."

Tatsuki looked back at Keitaro and Kiyo who still haven't moved from their stance. She smiled as she patted him on the head. "I think that's enough for today. If we keep going it might get ugly." She looked up and smiled to Kiyo. "Well, Saeki-chan, I officially welcome you to our dojo. It's nice to know we finally found a student strong enough to go against our Keitaro," she commented while stretching Keitaro cheeks from behind, making him look stupid in front of everyone.

"Vill you stuph dat!" he yelled, "Vhat vrong viph you, vuman!" (A/N: he's saying "Will you stop that! What's wrong with you, woman!")

Tatsuki immediately released his cheeks but landed an even harder punch to his head. "Now I'm definitely sure your father taught you to speak like that."

Keitaro just kept glaring at Tatsuki as she and the other instructors got everyone to return to their side of the dojo to continue their daily training. He took off his pads and walked to the back of his line to join his class in following Tatsuki's instructions. But he couldn't stop his eyes from going to one side to look at his so-called rival.

Saeki Kiyo. From the fact that she was part of his class meant she was somewhere between ten to twelve years old. From the match a few minutes ago, Keitaro noticed that she was almost as tall as him. She also had long black hair that was tightly tied up high on her head, with short bangs in front of her face that only came up to her eyes, which were the most interesting part. Her eyes, instead of being black or really dark brown, were… emerald green.

Keitaro was so engrossed on the girl that he barely noticed that class ended. Kiyo seemed to leave immediately after getting dismissed and for some reason it was bothering him. After a few minutes, he shrugged his shoulder and joined his brother in the locker room as they changed out of their karate uniform and into the ones that they wore for school.

"Kei-nii was cool!" Hayato commented again, grinning as he thought back to the match.

Keitaro grunted. "What was so cool about not winning in a match?"

"At least you didn't lose," Ryo pointed out.

"Whatever," Keitaro sighed as he grabbed his backpack and swung it over his shoulder. "Let's hurry up and get out of here."

As the three made their ways back to the main training room, Ryo jumped up and ran to the middle of the dojo.

"Okasan!" he shouted as he neared the chestnut-brown-haired woman talking to Tatsuki.

"How was your day today, Ryo?" Ishida Orihime asked her son.

Ryo smiled at his mother. "It was fun! Keitaro-niichan had a match today and he was really strong."

Orihime looked up and smiled at the Kurosaki children. "Did you win today, too?"

Keitaro shook his head.

"Haha, you should've been there, 'hime," Tatsuki chuckled as she threw her arms around her best friend's shoulder, "Little Kei over there finally met his match; with a girl, no less!"

"I don't see the humor in that," Keitaro spat back.

"MY GRANDSONS!"

Before Keitaro could react, he and Hayato were suddenly attacked from the side by a pair of big arms and a smaller pair right below it.

"AW! STOP SCARING US LIKE THAT, OJIISAN, AIKO!"

Kurosaki Isshin squealed like a girl as he rubbed his beardy chin between his two grandsons' face. "Ojiisan is just showing his love for you two!"

Kurosaki Aiko also laughed as she freely hung from the necks of her older brothers. "Oniichan! Oniichan!" she chanted.

Hayato tried wiggling away from Isshin's grasp but the old man just tightened his hold. "Ojiisan! I can't breath!" he choked.

With a scream, Keitaro swung one of his legs, kicking backwards into… Isshin's special place.

In the next second, Keitaro was holding his two-year-old sister properly in his arms and Hayato was busy talking with Ryo again while Isshin was on the ground in fetal position.

"My dear Masaki, it's a good thing you're not here right now because I wouldn't be able to fulfill my duty as a husband as of today," he whimpered.

Keitaro looked back at his grandfather and asked, "Why are you here, ojiisan? Where's 'ka-chan?"

Isshin miraculously jumped back on his two feet and grinned. "Your mother was too busy making dinner. So she asked your father to come pick you guys up in stead."

Hayato looked around the dojo. "But then where is otousan?"

"Ah! When your mother asked your father, I decided to come in stead so I quickly ran over here with your sister before your father could even say 'yes,'" he responded with a huge grin.

Keitaro set Aiko on the ground and sighed. "But was it necessary to jump on us like that?"

"Of course!" Isshin responded with his hands on his hips, and with Aiko mimicking him at his side. "I'm preparing you two for manhood. This is exactly the same way I trained your father."

"I kind of doubt this was what made him a man," Tatsuki commented.

Isshin gasped. "How can you say that, Tatsuki-chan? Is this not similar to how you teach your students into becoming a strong adult?"

"No!" she shouted back.

"But I think the methods are quite similar," Orihime grinned.

Tatsuki looked at her best friend with disbelief.

"Hehe," Aiko giggled, "'Jiichan funny."

Isshin immediately brightened and grabbed his granddaughter into a hug. "My sweet, adorable, kind-hearted granddaughter! It seems only you realize the efforts I put in to make your brothers as strong as I am."

Aiko looked at him for a moment in thought before responding, "Nope. 'Jiichan just funny, not manly."

Again, Isshin was down on the ground, crying in loss.

Keitaro sighed. Aiko walked back to him and lifted her arms to be picked up. "I guess it's time to go," he announced as he picked up his sister and dragged Hayato away by the wrist. "Bye Arisawa-sensei, Ishida-san, Ryo. We'll see you later!"

The three Kurosaki siblings waved as they got their shoes back on and stepped out the door. In less than three seconds, Keitaro stuck his head back in and shouted, "OJIISAN! IF YOU DON'T HURRY UP WE'RE GOING TO LEAVE YOU HERE!"

Tatsuki, Orihime and Ryo stood there as a sudden gust of wind flew by them and out the door.

Tatsuki, Orihime and Isshin finally make an appearance! Yay! And Orihime is married to Uryuu?! I originally planned to start Orihime and Uryuu's romance in Seeking a Happy Ending but never got a chance to. In later chaptes when I include flashbacks, I'll try and write about their lovestory.

So who is this Kiyo? Well, you guys will have to wait and see. I kinda liked this chapter because I've yet to read a fanfic where Ichigo's kid(s) are training in a dojo. And I really like Tatsuki's character and Isshin's craziness. Next chapter I promise our favorite couple WILL appear.