A/N: Well here i am again! Now, before i get into this chapter, i need you guys to review what pairing i should go for concerning Hikari. I really can't pick! I don't need any for Kurai, though. I've got something SPECIAL planned for HIM(laughs evilly)! Nah' i'm kidding! I DO have something planned though. I'm not going to tell you, as it would spoil my story. So anyway, ON TO THE FIC!

Disclaimer: if i didn't own it in the previous chapters, why would i now?

Chapter 4

KURAI

I was standing over the body of the dead hollow. I heard something behind me. I looked back and saw three figures, heads lowered. They looked strangely like-... no. No, that COULDN'T be right! I KILLED the hollow! It COULDN'T have killed them. The figures in front of me were ghosts. They suddenly raised their heads and i could then tell with all certainty who they were.

"You weren't fast enough, Kurai," Dad told me, blood all over him.

"Why didn't you save us, Onii-chan?" Karin added in.

"No. It's not possible! No!" They kept on though.

"Gooood-...," Yuzu said in Dad's voice.

"What?" I asked.

"Mooorniiing-...," Karin said in the same voice. What was-...?

"Kuraaaiiiii!" I woke up, grabbed Dad's feet, and threw him out the window. He had tried to wake me up with a flying kick. I looked out the window to see that old Goatface was hanging onto the windowsill.

"Sharp as ever i see! No, wait, don't do that! I'll fall!" After he said "see," i stepped on his hands.

"This if how you wake your kid up in the morning!?" I asked, pissed that he would try such an underhand tactic. "And this is just the second floor! You could survive falling from a SKYSCRAPER!" i yelled at him. It was true. One summer we went to a city with lots of tall buildings and he, being the idiot he is, fell off of one. I'm still amazed that he only broke TWO bones. If i didn't know any better, i'd say he was invincible, but i did, so i knew that he survived because of a conveniently placed trampoline. Sure he tore through it like paper, but it HAD lessened the impact. Karin and Yuzu cried for hours afterward about how they'd thought he would die. It was one of the best vacations i'd had.

"So? I only survived because of that trampoline and you know it!" he retaliated to my earlier statement.

"Whatever," i said, kicking him off the window. "Get out of my room." Seems like nothing's changed, but i KNOW that thing last night was real, i thought. It was also weird how Dad seemed to have NO injuries. I got dressed and went downstairs to see Karin at the table and Yuzu making breakfast as if nothing happened. Except i KNOW something happened, if the huge hole in the wall was anything to go by. It was then that Yuzu saw me.

"Oh, good morning Kurai! Isn't it crazy how a truck crashed into our house last night and none of us got hurt?" she asked me. I knew something was up, but decided to go along with it.

"Yeah, crazy...,"

"What I think is crazy," Karin spoke up. "Is how you slept through it all, nii-san."

"Yeah? Well what i thought was crazy is that the guy took off right after and NOBODY got his license plate!" Dad said, coming back in through the hole, a small trickle of blood coming from his forehead. While Yuzu bandaged it up, i got a piece of bread, not having time for anything else, and ran out calling "See'ya later!" as i went. Calls of "Bye nii-san," "Have a nice day, Kurai-nii!" and "My son hates me! Waaahh!" followed. *sigh* Some things never change.

3RD PERSON OMNISCIENT

An orange haired girl was sitting by the window, thinking. This particular girl was Inoue Orihime. She had orange hair that went to her waist held above her ears by turquoise flower pins, a very sizable chest, and was currently wearing the Karakura High girl's uniform(what else?). She was thinking about her friends Hikari and Kurai. It was strange, really. She'd never, and i mean NEVER, seem them both at the same time. Only one or the other. I mean, she KNEW that they alternated once a month to help Isshin with his clinic, but to not be able to come out during that time? That was downright STRANGE. And it was a topic that she would've spent all day thinking about, if not for another girl calling her name. She looked to where the voice came from to see her best friend, Arisawa Tatsuki. She had short, black, spiky hair(much like Kurai's) and was also wearing the Karakura High uniform, but was not as...gifted... in the chest area as Orihime.

"Oh, hey Tatsuki-chan!" Orihimi said cheerfully.

"So what are you spacing out about, Orihime?" Tatsuki wondered. Tatsuki and Orihime had been friends ever since they were little. Tatsuki excelled in martial arts and only lost once to Kurai when they were younger. The little Kurai was such a pain, always crying when he got beaten by her. But he had gotten progressively better until he finally beat her. It was annoying as hell to be beaten by HIM of all people, but she did hold a lot of respect for hom in that department. Tatsuki, at the age of nine, took down a sumo in TEN SECONDS. Beating Tatsuki was a big deal.

"Oh, i was just thinking about how i never see Kurai and Hikari at the same place at one time. We only see one or the other for a month and then have them replaced by the other for another month," Orihime explained.

"I know where you're going with this. I mean, i know they alternate once a moth between helping their father with his clinic and going to school, but to NEVER see them both at the same time? Ridiculous."

"Speaking of which," someone else said. "I don't think either of them will be here today." The speaker was Mizuiro Kojima. He had black hair in an almost, but not quite, bowl cut hairstyle. "I heard a truck hit their house last night."

"A TRUCK!?" Tatsuki yelled. "Then are they injured? Or dea-..." She was cut off by an annoyed Kurai.

"Neither of us are dead," he said. "Now stop your fantasizing." He took his seat behind Mizuiro. "What's third peiod?" he asked him.

"Social Studies. Got caught up in repairs?"

"Nah, Dad woke me up late. I think it was due to the shock that he left me there for a while." It was then that someone spoke up beside him, a person he knew too well.

"So you're Kurosaki-kun? Nice to meet you! I'm Kuchiki Rukia!" Kurai beat her though, holding out his hand for a handshake.

"Kurosaki Kurai," he said smiling. "But you probably already knew that." Rukia lokked at his hand, words written on it. At first she was angry for him doing what SHE was going to do, but then she saw what was written. [Tell anyone about my gender switching and i'll kill you]. Now, the words alone weren't enough to scare her, but with his smile, that looked like it could freeze hell, she was terrified. She slowly shook his hand and faced forward suddenly taking an interest in her desk. Down in hell, Satan was running around in a panic because it had just froze over.

KURAI

"So, why aren't you back in Soul Society? Don't you have your powers back?" We were in a secluded spot after school. I wanted to know why she was still here.

"Well, i did, you didn't actually take my powers; you developed your own on contact with my zanpakuto, and i'm still here because you need to learn to become a proper shinigami. Does that answer your questions?" I could see she was nervous around me. Good, i'd gotten my point across.

"So i still have powers?" I asked, really wanting to know.

"Yes, and you have two apparently, which is one of the reasons i'm still here to try and figure out why."

"I don't know, are you a suitable teacher?" I asked, trying to trow her off.

"What?" she said, looking confused.

"Are you a suitable teacher? Do you have the needed experience to teach me? Because, right now, you look about as old as i am. I know you're probably a lot older, but it can't hurt to ask, right?" I figured she could be a lot older than me because i'd seen lots of ghosts in my life and one that i'd seen when five, looked exactly the same at ten. I'm pretty sure ghosts either don't age, or age really slowly.

"Of COURSE i can teach you! I'm a lot older than i look!"

"So does that make you an old lady?"

"YES! Wait, NO! What!?" I couldn't help it: i laughed. Hard. It was too funny. "Hey! Stop laughing!" She got ready to kick me in a place that shall not be mentioned, but i saw it coming a mile away and dodged, making her go unbalanced because she obviously thought she would get me. I then shoved her on the ground.

"If this was a real battle, you just died. Keep your anger in check. It makes you careless," i lectured. "Now let's go train!" I said with a smile as she got up behind me, mumbling something about how i'd killed one hollow and she'd killed thousands. My smile widened. This was going to be fun.

"I'm done."

"Did you hit all the heads?"

"I hit ALL of them."

"You fool! You're supposed to hit the heads! If you're in a fight with a real hollow, you aim for their head! This is no different!"

"No offense but, these look almost exactly the same." The first training method she used was painting hands and heads on baseballs, shoot them at me using an automatic ball thrower, and have me hit the ones with heads while she read manga. And, to be honest, they DID look similar, if not identical, because the heads had hair that looked like the fingers of hands. I almost forgot, she has this glove that apparently lets my soul out of my body. Of course, since i had shinigami powers, i wore the shinigami black and my zanpakutos when i came out.

"Of course they do! This is supposed to improve your senses to the point where-..." Just then her phone started BEEPing. She looked at it for a little, then looked up. "Follow me," she said, and left. We stopped in front of the park. "Does a spirit appear near this park?" she asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, a five-year-old. Usually plays here at around twelve, why?"

"He's going to be attacked by a hollow."

"Then what are we doing st-..." I was cut off by a hollow's roar and saw the little kid running away from a spider-like hollow. I tried to take off, but Rukia stopped me.

"If you can't hit it's head first, then stop."

"What!? Why?"

"Because in some situations, if you don't go for a swift hit tho their mask, it could mean life or death. You need to learn that." I saw the boy scream in terror. I tried to go again but again, i was stopped. "Will you do it? If you don't hit it, i ORDER you to stop." I looked at her, to the kid again. He tripped and fell. I ran out and cut the hollow's arm off that was about to impale the boy. I then cut through it's mask with my other blade. "Why didn't you stop?" Rukia asked, as the hollow faded away.

"Because, you think i'm going to idly stand by and let myself and another get killed because i failed to slice it's head? Even if there were a situation where i only have enough time for one attack, i have two blades to attack WITH so technically, with this blade, i did kill it in one strike." I saw her facepalm and smiled. I sure proved i could win even in a situation like that.

Back in hell, Satan wondered why hell froze and only JUST NOW, after HOURS, thawed out. SOMEone must've given someone a SERIOUS glare that, on a scale of one to ten, was a -1,000 degrees. If that kept happening, he was moving to Hawaii.

A/N: How was this chapter? I added a bit of humor to it. Anyway, something i forgot to mention. I also need a shikai state for my zanpakutos. I need a cooler form for them with some cool abilities. The black one has dark powers and the white has light powers. I also already have moves for both of them that are like getsuga tenshou, but not quite. So please helpe with that and i'll see you in the next chapter!