Ichigo wandered through the halls, taking in all the details of his new home. All the students were sleeping, giving him the perfect chance to wander the halls. Magic floated everywhere, and it seemed to lick at him and beg for attention. It tickled, really. A gentle tug was felt, and Ichigo smiled. It was asking, warm and protective. Ichigo chuckled and let the shadows cling to him. Shadow travel was completely new to him, though he had it down. The shadows encased him, then gently let him out at Dumbledore's office. The orangette had to hold a laugh back as Lockheart, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, jumped and let out quite a girly screech.
"Ichigo, glad you could make it!" Dumbledore greeted. "How was your tour?"
"This place is amazing! I never really seen magic up close, but here it's everywhere. It has the same sense as the energy as I use, though much weaker. I should be able to use it," Ichigo smiled, excitement lighting his eyes.
"Ah, yes. That's good. I see you've changed," Dumbledore noticed, and Ichigo gave a playful spin. He was in black robes now, not unlike Snape. The shirt underneath was white, his pants the same color as the open robe he had. His melted-gold eyes were now a warm and protective chocolate, the age and power not completely lost.
"Gotta look the part don't I?" Ichigo teased. Lockheart seemed lost between the old wizard and the 'teen'. He cleared his throa, announcing his presence.
"Ah, this is Professor Lockheart, he teaches D.A.D.A here. Professor, this is Ichigo. He will be joining staff as a protector. With all the incidences, I though I'd pull a few favors. His main cove will be he neutral between the houses," Dumbledore smiled, the silent order given and Ichigo nodded in understanding.
"Well, it good to meet you! Welcome," Lockheart extended his hand, all smile.
"Good to be here," Ichigo agreed, taking the hand in a firm shake.
Mumbling was heard among the students. There was an empty chair sitting at the teachers table. Was there a new teacher? A visitor?
"Alright, quiet down," Dumbledore instructed, waiting for silence before continuing. "We have a new staff member. He will be playing the role of peacekeeper between the houses as well as a protector. He-"
"Sorry I'm late!"
A warm, male voice fluttered through the Great Hall. Heads turned, and in the doorway, was a man about twenty at most. His long, orange hair caught the attention of all the people in the hall. Warm, brown eyes smiled at all the students, immediately drawing them to him. He strode through the middle of the four house tables.
"I kinda got lost. First time on the job and everything," Ichigo explained, chuckling, swooning all the girls in the room. Dumbledore chuckled and swiped it aside with his hand.
"Do not worry, everyone has gotten lost at least once." Murmurs of agreement filled the hall, and Ichigo took his seat. "This is Ichigo. If you need anything, you are more than welcomed to talk to him. Now that's over, let's get on with breakfast!"
With that, the food piled on the tables, and Ichigo raised a brow.
"Something wrong?" Dumbledore asked, noticing.
"Nope. Not big on food, though," Ichigo explained, more in a whisper as he shifted in the chair that was set next his summoner's.
"What do you eat?" Minerva asked.
"You really don't wanna know," Ichigo chuckled. Dumbledore raised a brow, but let the lord be. A soft, maniac laugh floated through Dumbledore and Ichigo's head, and said Headmaster looked at the lord. A smile broke over Ichigo's face, and it wasn't all that innocent. It promised Hell... pun intended.
'Why... hello Shiro,' Ichigo's voice was the next to enter their minds, it as powerful as it was when they met.
'King! How is the human world?'
'I think you would like it here. Peavs would love you!' Ichigo joked, Dumbledore rolled his eyes, eating some scrambled eggs.
'If that is true, Ichigo. I think that Shiro should stay in Hell,' Dumbledore countered, half serious. Ichigo chuckled out loud, it covered by the talking students.
'So, King, when you planning on getting home? I'm bored and the only one to fight here are those stupid guard things. They don't even fight back because I'm the 'Lord of Hell'. Che, King~' Shiro whined. Ichigo chuckled again, then looked at Dumbledore.
'Only the summoner can grant that wish. I can't summon you without his permission,' Ichigo jabbed and Dumbledore sighed.
'You may, but not around the students. I don't want any demons being reported to be walking the halls,' Dumbledore instructed. Ichigo nodded, and watched all the students leave the Grand Hall in waves. He had a list of classes he had to be in, most are a joining of Gryffindor and Slytherin. He headed out, saying farewell tohis fellow staff members. He headed for D.A.D.A., the first class of the day. He found a chair in the back, and sat down. He sat there and waited, a book in his hand, till all the students walked into the room. He had been warned about a few troublemakers such as Draco and his goons and the golden trio.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry all walked in, catching the eye of Ichigo, though he never looked up from his book on dragons. He was thinking of getting one for Shiro to play with. He looked up, locking his chocolate with emerald. With a flash of melted-gold, Ichigo went back to his book. Harry blinked, but went on with sitting in his normal seat, his two friends flanking him.
"Did you see that?" Harry asked.
"See what, mate?" Ron asked.
"His eyes..." Harry whispered, flicking his eyes toward the new peacekeeper.
"What do you mean, Harry? I didn't see anything," Hermione questioned, looking over at Ichigo. "And he's reading a book on dragons. Wonder why."
"Good morning, students!" Lockheart flashed his winning smile, and Ichigo could have sworn he heard some swooning.
His first class had to be the most exciting. Pixies got loose, and he had to round them up. Afterward, he was given time to wander, so Ichigo went to meet Hagrid, the friendly half-giant. He watched his class in fascination, the magic creatures luring him in like a fish. Hagrid even joked about him marrying a hippogriff if he met one, and that immediately went into a round of questioning on what that actually was.
After the school-day was over, Ichigo went to his quarters, which were shown to him before. He summoned Shiro, who looked around at all the new things. He wanted to scare the students, but settled for the ghost instead. Having a blast with that, Shiro went to Dumbledore, introducing himself, and then wandering off, Ichigo in tow. Soon, Ichigo was to tired to keep Shiro there and dismissed him, which he got barked at for. Ignoring the ranting in his head, Ichigo flopped on his bed and fell asleep, hoping that tomorrow was as good as today.
