AN: Hey guys, bye guys, thanks for reviewing guys! I love your reviews! Keep em coming! And, I might just update a bit faster next time ;)
Just to make things interesting, and a bit more 'cooler' Hitsugaya is (in here) the same height as Ichigo.

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach… I also do not own the song, "Do you want to get Funky" by C & C Music Factory. Lol...you'll see what I mean...

Return to no Home – The First Day, Fight

Ichigo looked around him casually. This was no different from all the other crap he received, from all over Japan. Well, what was he thinking, that in this area everyone would be nice?

He was glad when one of the comments was actually directed at him. The other comments hurt, but it wasn't as if he could do anything about it. When the leader of the 'tough gang' said something directly to him he knew he'd take it to a fight.

Out of the corner of his eye he saw a couple of the gang members scurry around him, until finally, they encircled him. Pfft, these type of guys. He had fought their type before. Only strong in numbers. However, he noticed that the guy who spoke to him probably could be a good fighter by himself, but probably wanted the reassurance of winning, so he fought with thugs. Well, no matter, he was going to beat down each and every single one of them. Where is that guy anyway?

They came closer and closer, and soon Ichigo was oblivious to anything else. Including the rest of the school, who had decided to watch his fight.

There were about 20 guys. It's been worse, Ichigo decided to himself, as he launched himself at the nearest member.

Rukia and Matsumoto were still standing in the locker area, unable to move. Not like you could blame them. The rest of the school seemed mesmerised by this new kid that had thrown back an insult at the leader of the worse gang in school without batting an eyelash.

They just stood there, and then Rukia let out a little gasp. The boy had jumped on the nearest member.

Ichigo quickly finished off the first member. He was rather slow at blocking Ichigo's attack, but that was probably because he wasn't used to his prey suddenly jumping and attacking him. Ichigo had kneed him in the stomach and then threw him on to the next gang member.

Now that the element of surprise was gone, it was going to be a bit harder. Ichigo thought that he should probably jump on the next member, before they recovered from their shock of him taking out one of their members. Then he heard someone behind him jump.

Letting his fast reflexes take over, he turned around without thinking and smashed his fist into the approaching face, hearing the satisfying crunch of cartilage and bone. His attacker fell face down, but before he hit the ground Ichigo lifted his foot up and kicked as hard as he could. The guy went flying and landed on his back, blood spurting out of his nose and jaw.

Two down.

Since the rest of the members had seen two of their own go down before their very eyes, they would probably attack in numbers now.

The school grounds were silent, the orange haired kid had taken up most of the attention. Well, it was almost silent. There was a distinct noise coming from one of the classrooms.

"Why the hell is it so quiet all of a sudden outside," Hitsugaya wondered out loud, after his sharp ears missed the chatter that usually rose up to the classrooms from the entrance of the school. "And turn that music down, its hard to think in here!" he shouted at his two friends that were dancing at the back of the class to the song, "Do you want to get Funky" by C & C Music Factory. Ugh. He hated hip-hop.

"Well, sor-EE," one of them said sarcastically, as they turned the volume knob down a few notches. "Just cause you and girlfriend can't flirt in peace doesn't mean…AHH!"

Hitsugaya had thrown a spare textbook at the speaker. "Shut-up, Ikkaku."

Meanwhile, the other person spoken about started blushing, and she made some excuse to get out of the classroom.

"Now, now, it won't do to get mad, you should be setting a good example. Since you are, after all, the school captain, Shiro-chan," a disgustingly feminine voice piped up. Unfortunately, it came from a guy, a guy who was obsessed with beauty.

Hitsugaya looked at the speaker. "Don't call me Shiro-chan, you disgusting freak." He was a bit annoyed that Hinamori had to leave the classroom due to his two friends and their stupid jokes.

The other guy known as Yumichika pretended to look hurt. "Oh, but I want to call you by such a cute name."

Damn. Where was that other textbook? It was around here somewhere, he knew. Ah, there it is. As he was about to make the textbook into a projectile of rather fast velocity, Hinamori's voice interrupted him.

"Shiro-chan! Come quick, there's a fight at the entrance of the school!"

Crap. That's why it had gone so quiet all of a sudden. One minute he looked down over the entrance of the school and it looked as if Grimmjow was behaving himself. Next minute, it looked like there was a fight.

At the sound of the word fight he felt his two other friends prick up. Ikkaku and Yumichika hated the gang that beat up people weaker than them. Well, so did the rest of the school, but these two were part of a few people that could actually fight back and did, on occasion.

"Oi." That was all that was needed, and his two friends zipped out of the classroom, however not before Ikkaku had taken out their CD just to keep it safe from Hitsugaya. As Ikkaku ran down the hall with his friend, he noticed that the reception office was empty. An evil idea formed in his mind, and he tugged on Yumichika's sleeve.

"Shiro-chan?"

Hitsugaya looked over at the female school captain, who also was his girlfriend. "Yeah, yeah, I'll go down." He grabbed his school jacket, and walked out the classroom, followed by Hinamori. "I suppose since we are the school captain's, we better break this fight up."

Hinamori nodded in agreement.

Ichigo supposed that two members would attack from opposite sides. After all, he hadn't aggravated them enough so that they would all jump on him. Sure enough, as he stood there in a fighting stance, he noticed out of the corner of his eye, that two members were making eye contact.

He readied himself. One from the front, and another from his back. It would probably do to knock out the guy behind him first, as it'd be annoying trying to fight properly with a guy smashing him from behind. That guy behind him was also big, he noted mentally. Then…

Without looking he extended his foot behind him to hit…empty air? Jeez, that was stupid, he thought. They didn't attack fast enough. Or was that guy waiting for that opportunity. No way. These were street thugs. Since when did they think about this kind of stuff?

As Ichigo tried to lower his foot he found that he couldn't. He quickly glanced behind him and saw the guy that was supposed to attack clutching onto his leg. He really had waited for Ichigo to attack, so he could do exactly this.

The other thug grinned, and glanced around the circle at the remaining gang members for appreciation. He then roughly yanked Ichigo's foot up in the air, so that Ichigo fell face first. He saw the ground rushing towards him at terrific speed.

Before his head became a decoration on the pavement, he quickly put out his hands in front of him to bear the brunt of the fall. The guy who caught his leg looked amazed that the orange haired kid had withstood his attack. He probably does this to every single weak guy in school, that's why he's so used to it working, Ichigo thought to himself, as he saw the bewildered look cross the guy's face.

Enough thinking. Using powerful leg muscles, he twisted his leg, which was still in the other guy's grasp, but the big thug didn't give. From his position on the ground, Ichigo knew he would only have one chance. Since the guy's grip was tough, Ichigo decided that he would have to kick him with his free leg. That was no easy feat when one of your legs was being held.

Ichigo placed his free foot on the ground and jumped. The momentum from his jump twisted his foot that was captured, but the other guy held on tightly.

Just what I want, Ichigo thought to himself, as his whole body twisted in the air. Using the guy's hand as an anchor, he used his free leg to kick the guy in the face. Hard. The big guy let go of his prize to clutch the side of his face. Ichigo landed softly back on the ground, but as soon as his foot touched the ground it left again to kick the big guy in the groin.

He was going to be out for a while.

Three down, he thought as he watched the other members carefully. He heard the next person jump behind him, but his reflexes had slowed a bit, and the guy got onto his back, and had his neck in a strangle hold.

Crap. He tried to escape from the strangle hold, but felt that it felt strangely heavy. He tried to move his arms but found that they were immobile. The sneaky bastards. They had waited until he was surprised, then had held him down.

Then Grimmjow walked through the circle smiling a cruel victorious smile. Ichigo glanced up at the guy who was obviously their leader. The guy bent down a bit to stare Ichigo in the face. "So, let's see if that mouth can talk trash now, brat."

Ichigo spat in the leader's face. Grimmjow took a step back, horrified at the feeling of saliva on his face. In a moment he recovered, as he wiped the offending spit off.

"I'll kill you." He finally whispered, his voice shaking with anger.

Ichigo grinned. A small cruel grin. Even though he couldn't do anything at the present moment, he still successfully had angered that stupid gang leader. But things looked bad now, as the guy had signalled his thugs to hold him down. The leader got something out of his pocket.

Crap. Knuckledusters. Ichigo had been prepared to take a few hits, but this looked bad. He could be seriously injured.

WHAM! The first hit knocked the wind out of him.

The leader let out an evil grin. "I'll make you regret spitting on me."

Without batting an eyelid Ichigo said, "I'll do it again if you come close."

WHAM! Crap. Those things really did hurt. A lot.

"What did you say?"

"You're an asshole."

He waited for the next blow but surprisingly there was none. He looked up to see a guy standing in front of him. He blinked. What the hell? Did the guy in front of him just block the shot? He saw the guy's hand clenched around something at his side, and he realised that the guy had caught the punch. That would have hurt, especially with those knuckledusters. Sure enough, he saw some blood dripping through the clenched fist.

"I think that's enough, Grimmjow."

The guy wore his uniform perfectly, Ichigo noted.

The student named Grimmjow drew back. "Ah, if it isn't little school captain, Hitsugaya."

Ichigo wondered what the hell Grimmjow was talking about. This guy named Hitsugaya, who apparently was the school captain, was probably about as tall as him.

"I'd watch your mouth, Grimmjow."

As the school captain uttered these words, two blurs came out of nowhere and attacked the group at Ichigo's back. Soon, there was only one guy holding on to Ichigo. Ichigo twisted his neck around to grin at him to put the guy off guard. His grip loosened slightly, and Ichigo grinned, and he freed his elbow to smash the guy in the jaw. He went out cold.

Ichigo directed his attention to the person that had caught the punch. His hair was white and it was spiked directly upwards, making him look like a Dragon ball z character. He was so engrossed with examining the persons that had saved him that he failed to notice some music playing in the background.

"…I'll get you, Captain Hitsugaya."

"Yes you will, but I wonder, with whom?" The school captain inquired lightly, pointing behind him at the fighting mass that was formerly known as Grimmjow's group.

"Hn." Grimmjow wrenched his knuckledusters out from Hitsugaya's hand, and noted with some satisfaction that there was blood on it.

"You better watch out too, you orange haired piece of shit." With that the gang leader walked away.

Ichigo just stood there, watching the back of the school captain. He looked behind him and noted that the gang of thugs that had attacked him were now lying on the ground in various positions, no doubt courtesy of two students standing triumphantly in the middle of them.

One of the kids had a head that was bald as bald could be, and the other guy, if it wasn't for his school uniform would have been mistaken for a girl. Weird couple.

Before Ichigo could muse about the weird people that had saved him, he felt a sharp pain shoot into his stomach area. After a few seconds of clutching his stomach he blanked out. He dimly remembered the teenager named Hitsugaya yelling, "Oi! Ikkaku! Why the hell is your CD on the loudspeaker?"

And then the bald guy answering, "Oh. I wanted some music when I was fighting."

AN: Ugh. That was too long for my liking. But it sure was fun to write about Ikkaku and Yumichika. And, I'm not too good at writing action, so just bear with it for a bit ok? Ok. THANKS! XD Lol, and if any of you have heard that song I mentioned, it is quite the hip-hop stereotype. I just imagined that that would be the type of music that would be playing when Ikkaku and Yumichika would fight. Ok..I'm weird. But you can listen to it if you want..hahaha

Please review! Thankyou to my readers from ASJ who have also read this fic. I'm really touched XD