Me: Hi y'all! :D

Ichigo: *sigh* -_-''

Toshiro: ...thanks, AkuRoku18...you've really made my life hell... :(

Me: It's okay, L'il Shiro, you'll get better! :D

Toshiro: IT'S CAPTAIN HITSUGAYA! :(

Me: Ehhh...yeah, sure, whatever. Can you do the disclaimer, Captain Hitsugaya? *says mockingly* ^_^

Toshiro: *glare* fine. AkuRoku18 does not own DGrayMan or Bleach, nor does she own the characters or is she making a profit. -_-

Me: thank you little boy! now go read some fanfiction! :D

Toshiro: im only gonna say this ONE more time; IM NOT A LITTLE KID! D:

Chapter 3

Again, Ichigo sat in class in sheer boredom. Nothing really, terribly exciting was happening. Although, Ichigo kept replaying his dream of Gyoru over and over again in his head. Every time he got to the part of Gyoru being killed, he cringed.

What was that...that thing? The one that killed Gyoru? He shook his head. Wait, I don't even know if he's dead. That was just a dream and I have no solid proof that he was murdered. He's probably ditching again and being a dumb-ass. But...the dream felt so real to me...

"Kurosaki! Answer the next question, or are you to busy day dreaming to bother?" the teacher barked.

Ichigo stood up abruptly, but couldn't answer the question. In fact, he had no idea what the subject they were learning was. He looked away in shame, "I'm sorry. I can't answer."

"I thought not. Stand out in the hall until you are ready to pay attention in my class."

"Yes, ma'am..." Ichigo turned and walked out of the classroom and stood in the hall as he was told.

"Idiot. You got kicked out of your class. Pathetic," the agitated voice said. Toshiro was suddenly in his gigai and in a school uniform.

Ichigo said, "Well...I was thinking..."

"Thinking? Wow, you actually thought? Good work, Ichigo," the white haired boy said sarcastically.

"Shut up. But, you know...yesterday that punk Gyoru had his fortune told with the cards, right?"

"So?"

"That actually happened in my dream. Everything I said was going to happen happened. He was with his gang, doing stuff that he probably shouldn't have been doing, until he was killed by something."

Toshiro cocked his head to one side and asked, "Killed by what?"

"Some kind of bullet...he...he turned dust in less than a minute..." Ichigo said seriously. Toshiro came close to letting a gasp slip out.

"What kind of Hollow could do that?" Toshiro asked.

Ichigo answered solemnly, "I have no clue..." Suddenly, a shrill beeping noise sounded from Toshiro's pocket. The white haired boy whipped out his Soul Pager.

"A Hollow. A pretty strong one, too...Ichigo, let me go and-" Before Toshiro could finish, Ichigo was already at the end of the hallway.

"Hey!"

"Sorry, Toshiro! I'll take care of the damn Hollow!" Ichigo called over his shoulder.

A vein twitched in Toshiro's temple. "For the last time, it's CAPTAIN HITSUGAYA!" Ichigo took no notice to Toshiro's outburst. He just continued running. The orange haired teen ran behind the school where no-one could see him change from body to soul. He pulled out his Soul Reaper badge and shoved it onto his chest. Immediately, Ichigo's soul was dragged out of his body. His body went limp and Ichigo charged off to the Hollow's spiritual pressure. Moments later, Toshiro was by his side.

"Moron. This isn't your average little Hollow. Not even a gillian. This pressure belongs to an adjuchas," Toshiro said quickly, "Be on your guard."

"Tch. Whatever! I don't care what kind of Hollow it is. Adjuchas, gillian, or even freakin' ensalada for all I care!"

"Ensalada? Don't you mean...espada...?" Toshiro muttered. The two of them didn't speak to each other until they arrived at the spot where the Hollow was.

"Hmm? Soul Reapers?" The adjuchas turned to the two Soul Reapers. "Oooh! A regular one and a captain! I hope captains taste better than normal souls and average Soul Reapers!" The Hollow was about twelve to thirteen feet tall with it's Hollow hole in the center of its chest. It's mask resembled that of a bull's skull and it's tail was literally on fire. The adjuchas glared at the two Soul Reapers with it's solid gold, menacing eyes.

Ichigo drew his body-length sword and pointed it at the Hollow, "Keh! You won't be getting any tastes of my soul, Hollow!" Without thinking first, Ichigo rushed at the adjuchas and swung his blade full force. The adjuchas used a move similar to flash step and was instantly behind Ichigo. The Hollow slammed it's fist into Ichigo, sending him skidding across the ground. When Ichigo stopped sliding, almost half of the tarot cards that he hid in his shihakusho spilled out.

"What the hell are you doing with those things, you idiot?" Toshiro yelled as he lept at the adjuchas with his drawn zanpakuto, Hyorinmaru. He slashed at the Hollow, but it used the same maneuver that it had used on Ichigo; the imitating flash step. "That's not gonna work on me!" Toshiro put into action his own flash step, emerging out of nowhere behind the Hollow.

"Peh. Your flash step is slow; I saw your every move!" the Hollow roared, slashing upwards with razor sharp claws. The blow would have been fatal if Toshiro hadn't made the smallest adjustment of his footing. The adjuchas's claws still grazed the white haired boy's torso.

Blood dripped slowly out of Toshiro's light wounds, "You think this is going to stop me? That was hardly anything." But, he spoke too soon. The adjuchas was right behind him. He had no time to react. The Hollow's tail whipped into Toshiro, burning nearly half his shihakusho off. The ice-zanpakuto wielder was engulfed in flame. When the flames cleared, Toshiro let out a raspy breath, smoke billowed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground in a burned, unmoving heap.

Ichigo watched in horror as his friend crumpled to the ground. He shouted in anger and charged again at the Hollow, forgetting about his cards. He slashed at the demon, missing by centimeters. "Come back and fight me, you bastard!"

"I think not. You aren't a very worthy opponent...I'd have more luck fighting a-" the Hollow started, but Ichigo easily sliced one of the Hollow's arm off like butter. The adjuchas screeched in agony and toppled over.

"Am I worthy now?" Ichigo growled ferociously. He had rushed to Toshiro to make sure he was still alive. The captain was still breathing, shallowly. Ichigo picked Toshiro up off the ground and flash stepped back to the cards. When he got there, the cards began to glow a malignant light. He saw the only card face up out of the thirty-odd cards was the 'Wheel of Fortune.' A circle of unknown runes. Animals that were disproved by God himself. Number ten. The cards were still glowing but then began to rise and tremor uncontrollably. Without warning, a dark portal opened and began to pull Ichigo and Toshiro in. The orange haired teen tried to stop himself and his unconscious friend from being sucked into the dark hole, but to no avail. He and Toshiro were pulled into the black abyss. Where they would end up, only the tarot card 'Wheel of Fortune' would know.