"There's strange type of hollow in town and they're terrorizing souls." Shinji spoke to all of the Vizards who were sitting on their own respective rocks or standing around. "There are hundreds of them. We have to do something about it."

"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked, standing next to him, leaning against a rock.

"They're all the same. Like copies of each other." Shinji explained making a gesture like a box, then making another box and another. "We have to fight them."

"Isn't that a job for Shinigami?" Mashiro sat on the ground, her goggles reflecting the light. "Let them deal with it."

"I'll go." Ichigo started walking away, changing into his Shinigami form, leaving his body behind.

"I'm going as well." Shinji followed him, looking at Ichigo's body for a moment, shaking his head.

Ichigo was angry as they walked away. "Why don't they want to help?" He tightened his hand into a fist. "It's ridiculous to have their power and not use it for something."

"They think Shinigami are the ones who take care of hollows. Why take care of hollows when someone is already doing it?" Shinji kept walking, his hands casually placed in his pockets.

"Then why are you helping?" Ichigo turned to him.

"Because I don't share their views, and besides, these aren't regular hollows. They're reiatsu is on a whole different level."

"It's still ridiculous. I don't like being part of a group of people who don't help kill hollows."

"It's your decision, Ichigo. You don't have to be a Vizard." Shinji sighed. "And just because we don't kill hollows it doesn't mean you don't have to. You can keep on killing them if you want."

"No, I'll…stay a Vizard." Ichigo looked at the ground. "That's what I said I'd do." Ichigo looked up. "Hey, I think I see one."

Ahead of them was a large creature that stood on all fours. It was covered in fur and was definitely a hollow but it looked more powerful than an average one. It turned and began running towards them. Ichigo took his katana off his back and waited for it. When it was close enough he slashed through its head, making it disappear.

"Even if its reiatsu is higher, it's still just as easy to kill." Ichigo put his katana on his back.

Shinji looked at Ichigo's outfit for a moment. "You do realize look like a Shinigami right now, idiot. And you're not just a Shinigami anymore. You have to have your katana without your kimono." Shinji pointed at him with an annoyed look on his face.

Ichigo looked down at himself. "Oh, right." He felt the fabric of his kimono. "I don't know how to do that."

Shinji looked around for anymore hollows. "You just need to figure out what you want to wear in place of your kimono."

"Alright." Ichigo thought about that. What did he want to look like while he fought? He had always just worn a kimono and didn't have to think about it. Now he had to wear regular clothes? How annoying. He felt like just wearing his school uniform and calling it good, but that probably wouldn't be very fear-inspiring. Shinji already had the corner on ties. "But…wait. How will that work, anyways….hey." Ichigo stared at him. "Question."

"What?"

"How can people see you even when you are always using your Shinigami powers? You never have to change into your different powers, you just always have them. I would have to change and then no one would be able to see me. How do you do it?" Ichigo crossed his arms.

"Hmm. I could tell you. But then I'd-" He brought his arm up and hit Ichigo on the back of the neck causing him to pass out. "Sorry." He picked him up. "But I really can't tell you."

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Ichigo slowly woke up, blinking his eyes, heavily. All of the Vizard's faces were above him.

"Is he awake?" Love squinted his eyes at Ichigo.

"I think so." Kensei looked at Love. "He's opening his eyes, kind of. I don't think we killed him."

"We didn't kill him." Lisa shook her head. "He'll be fine. We all were when we did it."

"Are you sure we can't just explain it to him?" Mashiro looked sad. "He's one of us, right?"

"No. He's just a newbie. Only the originals can know that shit!" Hiyori shouted.

"Quite right." Shinji nodded. "Quite…right." He looked at Ichigo. "Oh! Sleeping Beauty awakens." He slapped Ichigo's face. "Hey!"

"Ow…" Ichigo sat up. Everyone backed up from him. "What did you do to me?"

"What indeed!" Shinji helped him stand up. "Why don't you take a look at yourself?"

Ichigo looked down at his body. He was wearing his school uniform. "So?"

"So, so everything!" Shinji laughed. He turned around. "Here." He handed him something. "Take a look at this."

"Holy shit!" Ichigo's eyes widened.

Shinji was holding Zangetsu. "I know, right." Shinji handed Ichigo his katana and strap. "Put it on." Ichigo put it on. "Use it."

Ichigo attached the katana to his back then took it off. "I can…use my katana when I'm not a Shinigami?"

"You're not a Shinigami anymore, you're a Vizard!" Hiyori smacked his face with her sandal.

"Sorry!" He brought his hand up to his red cheek.

"Use your mask!" Mashiro smiled.

"Right." Ichigo put his katana on his back and put his mask on. He laughed, which sounded funny with his mask on so Shinji laughed at him. He took his mask off. "I can't believe this."

"Pretty cool, huh?" Shinji leaned against a rock. "Now you're truly one of us."

"Huh." Ichigo took his katana off of his back.

"Although, I'd have to say your katana stands out a bit more than ours do," Love pointed out.

"It's true…" Lisa nodded.

"So you might not want to wear it around a lot on normal occasions." Shinji tapped the back of Ichigo's katana.

"I see." Ichigo brought his hand up to the hilt of his katana. "Sorry, Zangetsu."

"He or she forgives you." Hachigen comforted Ichigo.

"Thanks. I hope so." Ichigo held his katana. "What do I do with my katana when I'm not using it, and when do I know to put it on, and what do I do about people seeing it, and what do I do if people do see it?"

"So many questions!" Shinji put his hands over his ears and cowered.

"Ask Zan-whatever your questions, man." Hiyori rolled her eyes. "We don't know."

"Put your katana under your bed. Use it when you sense something is going to happen that needs its help. If someone sees it say it's a prop. If a police officer sees it show them this," Lisa pulled out a fake permit and spoke as if it were no big deal. Everyone looked at her as she adjusted her glasses.

"Oh. Okay." Ichigo nodded and took the permit. "Thanks."

"Alright!" Shinji smiled. "I think we've had enough for today. Let's hit the hay, as it were. I'll see you tomorrow for practice. We'll be fixing that problem with you only being able to keep that mask on for a few seconds, alright?"

"It's more than a few seconds." Ichigo sighed.

"Mm-hmm."

"It is!"

"Mmmmm-hmmmmm."

"Gah…"