Tsukune and Soifon stepped out of the Senkaimon and onto the ground of what appeared to be a bus stop. Tsukune was now wearing an actual shinigami uniform as well as the fuku-taichou badge; Soifon let him wear it since he is still acting as her fuku-taichou. The wind picked up and Tsukune turned around to see a scarecrow that had a pumpkin for a head. It looked familiar to him; but he had just got here, how could it look familiar to him?

"Aono" Soifon ordered "split up and cover as much ground as you can. Be careful, we don't know if this place is dense enough with spiritual energy to allow those here to see us" as she vanished with a swish.

Tsukune didn't have time to reply to the taichou. As he prepared to use sonido he felt a slight pain in his neck; it wasn't that bad, but it was noticeable. The pale skin boy hadn't talked to him since his fight with Soifon's former fuku-taichou; it was nice to have some peace and quiet. With a static like boom, he was gone from his position. He had a duty to do, and didn't want to disappoint Soifon.

He was sure she was already upset with him about speaking out of turn during the Emergency Taichou Meeting. She might not have voiced it, but it showed when she was giving him his new uniform. She practically threw the clothing at him and didn't say a word to him while they were traveling through the Senkaimon.

As he moved through the woods he could've sworn everything was familiar to him; he also kept looking over his shoulder as if he were expecting something to come from nowhere and hit him. It was an odd feeling that he couldn't shake to save his life; but if he had to put money on it, he'd bet that this place was somewhere he came to when he was alive. Maybe it held answers for him…

-Moka-

It was the first day of the new school year and the S-rank vampiress barely got any sleep the previous night. Her nightmares were coming more frequently; nightmares that couldn't possibly come true anymore because of Tsukune's death a few weeks ago. She'd dream that she'd wake up and Tsukune would be there in her room. At first she'd be happy and rush over to him; thinking she'd finally be able to apologize for everything. But when she'd get close to him, he'd look at her and while it was Tsukune, it wasn't; it was his ghoulish nature controlling him. He'd grab her by her throat and glare at her with empty, rage, hate filled eyes as he'd begin to utterly demolish her. The only words that he'd say were 'why'. And she knew full well what he wanted to know with the question.

"I couldn't" she said to herself.

She is a pure bred vampire of noble blood. He is… was human. He didn't belong at Yokai Academy, he knew it; yet he stayed and was nearly killed by just about everyone. Each of the enemies he made at this Academy almost found out he was human; almost being the key word. If it weren't for the fact that he was surrounded by the hottest, and strongest, girls in school he would've been found out. Being around her and her friends had everyone fooled that he was some powerful Yokai that was extremely modest and only showed his strength when he needed to. He stood strong against a Yuko, befriended some of the most notorious Yokai, and even had the favor of a Hades Lord. Yet something as simple as Youki depletion is what killed him.

-Tsukune-

He stood on top of a tower and looked down at the students walking in the court yard. None of them had taken notice of him so far; so he considered himself lucky. It meant that they weren't aware of his presence and he could observe their normal behaviors.

"It is an academy" he said to himself as he saw several students with bags on their backs "but how did I know that?"

An image of him sitting in a class with a bunch of students that were dressed similarly to the ones he was watching. They all looked human, but something told him that they weren't. One guy that was sitting next to him had a freakishly long tongue. As the image continued he saw a pink haired girl jumping onto him and hugging him; making all the guys in the room jealous.

The pain in his neck returned, only this time it was a little stronger. He grabbed the base of his neck where the pain was and winced in pain. It was a burning pain that felt like it was creeping up his neck and slowly making him hungry, thirsty and feel weaker. What was wrong with him?

He jumped down from the tower and landed where no one would see him if they could. As he took a few deep breaths the pain began to subside enough for him to continue his mission. So he walked around the empty area and started to look for something that could either trigger another memory or give him information about the academy.

"Hey" he heard a girl's voice shout out to him.

He ignored it; he couldn't be seen, right? So whoever the girl was talking to had to be on the other side of him.

"I'm talking to you!" she shouted.

When he looked over to the source of the voice he saw a girl with orange red hair in two ponytails, red shirt and skirt, and black tube socks; it was none other than the attitude filled younger sister of Moka, Kokoa. His eyes widened, but not at the fact that she had a bat on her shoulder or even a fang showing; a small portal was opening up behind her.

"Answer me when I talk to you!" she shouted as she grabbed the bat and it changed into a katana.

Tsukune wasn't paying attention to the girl, but rather the portal. It wasn't closing as fast as the ones he saw when he woke up in the Soul Society; it was lingering. There was a slight movement that caught his eye and he grabbed his zanpakuto. If the thing that came out was a Hollow, he'd have to kill it quickly. The last thing he wanted was to have a full scale issue with the taichou about blowing his cover and letting the masked creature kill someone when he could've stopped it.

Kokoa was furious. First the boy wouldn't answer her, and then he looked at her and grabbed his sword. She was furious that someone would look down to her; she hated it from her family and even more from someone that doesn't know her.

Tsukune's eyes were fixed on the camouflaged creature. He didn't want to lose sight of it for even a second; his training with Grimmjow earlier taught him to never let your eyes leave your enemy. Else wise, you could get killed. The creature was moving slowly to keep from making noise and alerting its prey; who was facing Tsukune at the moment. He had to move and kill it before it got to the girl in front of him.

He placed his other hand on his scabbard and prepared to use sonido to kill the Hollow quickly. The girl must have thought the gesture was made towards her because she quickly started to charge at him with her sword ready to swing. She clearly didn't know what was behind her; otherwise she wouldn't be focusing on him. Tsukune took one normal step before disappearing in the static boom that comes with the Arrancar ability.

Kokoa swung her sword as the boy disappeared. She felt no contact between her weapon and the boy she was facing. That could only mean that she had missed completely and was soon going to feel the top half of her body separate from the lower half. But she didn't; instead she heard a howl of pain and something vaporizing. She quickly turned around and managed to see half the creature Tsukune had killed vaporize into thin air. She couldn't believe that that creature was behind her the entire time and she didn't notice it.

Her eyes were quickly drawn to the boy's outfit. It was a black kimono with a white sash holding the jacket in place. Her eyes widened when she saw a cut in the outfit, as well as some blood. The boy didn't show any signs of pain from the injury; he had ignored her threat and saved her. All the while taking her hit.

Tsukune watched the creature vaporize before he sheathed his zanpakuto and then vanished using sonido. He could feel a little blood pour out from the wound that the girl inflected on him. Luckily though, some of the Hollow's black blood was still on his zanpakuto; which should heal him if what the woman said was true. There was slight stinging as the wound began to close up. It wasn't too bad though; he was thankful for that.

He stopped moving when he found he was in a forest that had no one else around. The trees didn't have any leaves; there was no grass, nor creatures to make the usual sounds of a forest. It was empty and barren; yet it seemed familiar too him. He shook the feeling as he looked at his cut uniform and decided to look at the injury that lies underneath it. He carefully shed the two layers that made up the top of his uniform and looked at the cut; it wasn't deep, and it was healing on its own thanks to his zanpakuto. As he began to put his tops back on he felt an extremely strong pain in his neck and fell to the ground from feeling weak.

'Now I can have revenge' he heard the pale boy laugh as the pain continued to grow.

Tsukune didn't know how to control the boy, but he couldn't fight the hunger he was feeling. It slowly got worse as he tried to prevent the boy from taking over him. There was nothing he could do.

"Now" he laughed as he got up "for the sweet taste of revenge."

-Moka-

She walked through the parted crowd; it was normal for them to do that. They were either afraid of her power or being nice with hopes that she'd talk to them. Either way she didn't care, none of them would be able to see her for her like Tsukune did. He looked pass everything that struck fear into others and even stood against her to keep her from killing Kurumu.

She saw her sister storming to the door, ranting about something. So she walked over to her to see what it was about.

"That damn prick!" Kokoa vented "first he ignores me, then he saves me and just disappears like some he's some hot shot. He didn't even flinch at the injury I gave him!"

"Who?" Moka asked her little sister.

"I don't know" she said as she crossed her arms "but the teme had blood that smelled really good" as a tick mark appeared on her forehead.

She couldn't help but to lick the blood that was on Kyo off him. It smelled so good it was intoxicating to her. She had never met anyone that had blood that smelled that good.

"Would you be able to recognize him again?" Moka asked her.

"Hard to forget his stupid black kimono and katana" Kokoa spat "not to mention that messy brown hair and brown eyes. He wasn't that tall, and looked like that guy you hung out with last year."

Moka quickly grabbed her little sister by her throat. Kokoa thought it was nothing, but was she wrong. Moka tended to get testy when someone even hinted at the guy since he died.

"Don't play games with me. Tsukune died last year" as she tightened her grip "and I haven't seen anyone around here that looks like him."

Kokoa wasn't playing games with her sister. She did see someone that looked just like that Tsukune guy; only he wasn't in the school uniform. Why wouldn't she believe her? There was a static boom behind her and she saw her sister's eyes widen. It was like she was seeing a ghost; or the same guy that saved Kokoa earlier. There was a second boom and anger filled Moka's eyes.

Immediately Moka dropped her sister and started to run after the boy. She had enough of his scent to follow him, but he was moving very fast; even for her. She had barely caught a glimpse of the boy, and it turns out Kokoa wasn't playing games with her; there was someone that looked like Tsukune on campus. He even smelled like him.

She continued to follow the scent till she started to run through a trail in the forest just before the bus stop. Where she had met Tsukune for the first time. She had made a solid hit on him while her outer self was riding her bike.

"Ironic ain't it" she heard a voice say to her "we met here; again" as a figure jumped from a tree.

Moka couldn't believe her eyes; it was Tsukune. And he remembered her.

"Don't tell me that someone as 'powerful and prideful' as you doesn't believe in ghosts" as Tsukune looked at her.

When he did, she saw that his eyes were different; they were yellow set in black and filled with anger. Tsukune wasn't an angry person… Then she saw it, the black flame like tattoo at the base of his neck that was reaching to his face.

"Who are you" she demanded to know.

"I fuckin' knew you didn't care that I was dead" he spat "I bet you just moved on to some other poor son of a bitch to treat as you personal meal."

"ANSWER ME!"

"I'm Tsukune" he said in a calm tone.

"There's no way you're Tsukune" she said with anger in her voice "he died in my arms two weeks ago. NOW TELL ME WHO YOU ARE!"

"I AM TSUKUNE YOU WHORE!" he shouted back

Those words only fueled her anger. No one, NO ONE, called her such a name. And if that wasn't enough, this person was doing a horrible job at impersonating Tsukune. He never swore, or called anyone by anything but their name.

"No you're not" as she went to land a kick on his face.

Tsukune quickly ducked and punched the vampire in her side. He didn't use his full strength, not yet; he wanted her to suffer first. After everything she put him through, he'd make her feel every bit of physical pain he did and more. In a perfect world he'd make her feel every piece of emotional pain she made him feel when she rejected him.

When Tsukune's fist connected with her side, she felt like she had just been hit by her older sister. The force was unreal; Tsukune was never this strong, right. He was a pacifist that refused to fight except to protect someone. Rarely would he fight for himself, but even then he knew that if he lost others would suffer. There was only one explanation, this was his ghoul's strength; not Tsukune's.

A smile grew on Tsukune's face as he saw blood begin to spill from Moka's mouth from the hit. Not even the 'powerful' vampire could take a hit from him. And he wasn't using his new abilities yet either; right now he was just going to enjoy pounding the silver haired vampire like a bag. After all, she was nothing to 'him'. He stopped trying to impress her after he knocked out Kuyo and she rejected him the first time; too bad his weaker side didn't see things the way he did.

"Not so tough now; are ya, bitch" he spat as he grabbed her jacket and pulled her into his knee causing her to spit up more blood.

Moka recovered from the hit just in time to see a fist connect with her face. Her cheek felt like it had just been shattered; no one ever hit her with enough force to even fracture her bones, let alone completely break one. Before she could finish thinking about the pain, there was a new source of pain in her ribs. 'Tsukune' had moved so quick that she didn't see him spin around so he'd be in front of her and kick her in the ribs.

Moka locked her jaw to keep from screaming in pain. The power he had used was more than she was used to getting hit with; not even her sisters hit her that hard. Yet right now, 'Tsukune' was going to pound her into the ground like it was nothing but a rag doll. She felt something that she had never felt before; weak. She couldn't find an opening on him, and even though she did; he'd merely use her attack against her.

"Don't tell me yer done already" as he watched Moka struggle to get up "how pathetic" as she started to fall back to the ground "oh, I know somethin' that'll be fun" as a sadistic grin grew across his face "one hit" as he opened his arms up "take any hit ya wanna. But make it a good one" he laughed "cause once I get back up, I'm gonna kill ya. After that I might drag yer body around the campus and sing a victory tune. What would be a good song?" as he rubbed his head.

Moka couldn't believe what she was hearing. There was no way this was in any form Tsukune; he would never kill anyone. Let alone degrade the dead in such a way. He was better than that; he was a good person. Even with how she treated him, he was still kind to her; he was constantly willing to give his life to protect her. Even when the risk was turning into a ghoul forever, he wouldn't stop fighting to protect her when necessary.

She fought back a tear as she realized that this is Tsukune; or at least the ghoul side of him. The side that she was responsible for creating; the side that was Tsukune's opposite. The Tsukune she knew wouldn't say anything against her, even though he was hurting on the inside from how she viewed him. This was her fault and she had to fix it; for Tsukune.

"I'll… kill you… with one hit then…" she managed to say as she got up.

"Now yer talkin'" the ghoulish Tsukune laughed.

Moka ran as best she could towards Tsukune and jumped in the air. She had to have as much force and momentum as possible for this hit in order to kill him. She didn't want to waste time thinking about what she had to do; she couldn't if she had to kill him. Tsukune was the only person she cared for outside of her family. He was proof that Yokai and humans could live, knowingly, together and be peaceful. He was more than a friend in her eyes. Even though she'd never admit it; she loved him.

As she brought her heel down on Tsukune's head for an ax-kick, a tear began to fall from her eye. She kept pushing him away because she was afraid of the feelings she had for him. Afraid that they'd make her soft, weak, and easy to manipulate. But no matter how hard she kept pushing him, he kept coming back; this only made her feelings for the human increase. He didn't care that being around her could get him killed or that she was a vampire and he was human. She was just Moka to him; not a blood sucking freak of nature that many kids referred to vampires as when she was in a human school.

She let the momentum continue as she brought her other heel down as well and knocked snapped Tsukune's head straight into the ground. The force caused a small crater to form around Tsukune's head and body as he hit the ground. There was not a doubt in her mind that that was enough force to snap his neck and kill him. While it hurt, she knew it had to be done; to save him from what was possessing him. She would have started crying if it weren't for the fact that 'Tsukune' started to get back up.

"Ya call that a hit" he said as he popped his neck and dusted himself off "Kusabi hit harder than that; and we fought him yesterday."

Moka's eyes widened. Tsukune had fought against the Monstrel again, in the afterlife…

"Don't looked too surprised" as he smiled "I'm sure *Tsukune* will tell you all about that fight when he meets you in the Soul Society" as he picked her up by her throat and began to suffocate her.

"Stop… it" Tsukune said in his normal tone "you're… hurting… her…" as he dropped Moka and grabbed his head.

Moka couldn't make sense of what was going on. Either he was messing with her, or the Tsukune she knew was fighting against the ghoul.

"Just shut up" the ghoul spat back "she's the reason we're dead. She's the one that took our humanity from us; why would you protect her? She's done nothing but hurt us" as she felt his Youki spike "she used us like a fukin' meal every damn day."

The Youki she felt had a dark feel to it, but she could feel a lighter Youki fighting it. Tsukune was trying to protect her, even in death. The power struggle became obvious as Tsukune fought to keep his balance and the Youki increased. It began to press down on her like she was beneath something heavy; for her.

"If you wanted to protect her" the ghoul said with anger "then you shoulda let Hokuto destroy the barrier instead of pouring all yer damn Youki into that fuckin' Rosario to reverse the damage. Ya had yer chance, now I'm in control" as the Youki increased so much Moka was having issues breathing.

There was no doubt in Moka's mind any more now; this was definitely Tsukune. He had described the scenario that led to his death. Hokuto had tried to break to barrier that protected the school and expose Yokai to humans and send them into war and chaos. Tsukune had used her Rosario to repair the barrier, but at the cost of his life. He had taken his dying breaths in her arms as he tried to say something, but couldn't.

Tsukune collapsed to the ground panting. Or at least she thought it was Tsukune.

"Tsukune?" Moka asked as she tried to get up to check on him.

"Sorry 'bout that" the ghoul Tsukune laughed "the baka thought he could over power me with that."

He grabbed Moka by her hair and jerked her up so she was looking him in the eyes. To think there was once a time when he wanted her; what a waste of a thought. If she was taking this kind of a beating and couldn't even hurt him, she wasn't even strong enough for him to bother with.

"To think" he said gently "there was once a time when I thought your hair was so beautiful" as he tightened his grip on it "now all I see it as" with venom in his voice "is something to throw you by" as he launched her into a tree.

Moka smashed into the tree and felt a rib break as she spat more blood. This was almost exactly like the nightmares she's been having lately. Only this time, she knew she was awake and there was no one to save her. As she got up she saw something moving to his hair; it was white, and looked solid.

-Soifon-

The taichou was mad that Aono spoke out of turn and could've gotten into some serious trouble because of it. He had already proven that he was better than Omaeda by being able to fight him on the same level; had she not stepped in the fight really could've gone either way. She just used it as a reason to finally get rid of the lazy, rich fat ass.

Suddenly, she felt a powerful dark reiatsu that she didn't recognize; but she knew it was Hollow. With the strength that the reiatsu felt to be at, was most likely a Hollow about to become a Menos Grande. But if that were the case, why was it here and not in Hueco Mundo trying to feast on other Hollow like normal? What was here that wasn't in the Hollow realm?

The answer really didn't matter, only that she went an eliminated the creature before it killed someone.

-Tsukune-

The possessed boy stood over Moka, who was completely beaten up. Two black eyes, shattered cheek, busted ribs, and many other injuries that she didn't want to think about. Every inch of her body ached… no screamed with pain that she had never felt before. No one had ever given her this much of a beating before in her life, and she was sure that the pain showed on her face.

"Before I kill you" he said in a more distorted voice than before because of the mask forming on his face "I want to know why. Why did you take my humanity from me? Why did you save me and push me away like I was nothing but an annoying pest? Why did you do the most selfish thing ever, and refuse to even try to help me through the change?"

Now it was like her nightmares. If she was truly to die here, there was no need to try to hide the truth any more. She had to tell him and beg his forgiveness; but she knew it was too late for that. But at least she would have told him.

Moka opened her mouth to speak, but before a word left her mouth Tsukune was kicked in the head by a new person. She was dressed in a white haori and black kimono bottoms underneath it. She also had a small sword strapped to the small of her back. Moka was in complete shock and aw; the woman was smaller than her, didn't look very muscular, and yet she had sent the person that had been treating her like a ragdoll flying like it was nothing.

"Just what do you think you're doing Aono" she asked in a serious tone.

"How…" Moka started to ask but was cut off by the woman.

"None of your concern" she said without looking at the vampire "now answer me Aono."

Tsukune slowly got up, feeling a little dazed by the kick that had sent him flying. Luckily his mask had taken most of the damage and he didn't go throw any trees, but it still hurt. Blood began to trickle from his lip as he stood up and faced the person that blindsided him.

"Take yer own words as advice" he said as he looked at her in the eyes "this doesn't concern you."

Soifon's eyes widened when she saw the mask that was forming on Tsukune's head. It covered half his forehead and stretched by a thin line of mask to his jaw where it extended out a small bit and was forming an actual jaw. What only made it weirder was the fact that the black flame like tattoo that was on his neck and face was also on the mask.

"Hollow" she muttered.

"No" Tsukune answered "I'm not Hollow, I'm not human, I'm not shinigami, I'm a fuckin' Ghoul thanks to that whore behind you. She injected me with her blood and corrupted by body and soul when I was alive. And if that wasn't bad enough" as his reiatsu increased "she kept pushing us away; all the while she kept injecting me with more and more of that filthy blood of hers. I will kill her Taichou, even if it means going through you" as he disappeared with a static boom.

He reappeared kneeled down in front of her and bringing his fist up as he stood up. He didn't want to fight her; if anything he liked the taichou and was hoping to be able to convince his weaker self to figure more out about her. This would definitely put a damper on things; she already seemed to be the kind of person that didn't get to know people let alone let others get to know her. Now it would be even harder for that to happen. Life… afterlife sucks some times.

Soifon saw the fist coming and easily dodged it. While he had Arrancar abilities he didn't have their speed or strength. She would be able to take care of this easily before someone else had their attention drawn to the fight. She quickly went to sideswipe the side of his head again, but he ducked faster than she thought he could and was ready to land a punch in her side.

"I'm used to someone using nothing but kicks as their attacks" as he went to hit her "or did I forget to mention that!"

Soifon quickly grabbed his fist and spun to land an ax kick on his mask.

"I'm taichou of Second Division" as her kick landed solidly "I assume you forgot that" as the mask completely shattered and Tsukune was launched into the dirt and went unconscious.

She grabbed Tsukune by his waist and picked him up. Now that the mission was compromised, they had to leave. If anyone else were to know of their presence here it would be bad for them. They had drawn enough attention as it is. She pushed her sword into the air and opened the Senkaimon to leave.

"Wait" Moka shouted as she tried to get up "give him back" before she fell to the ground.

"Consider yourself lucky that I got here in time to save you" Soifon said as she stepped into the door way "otherwise you'd be dead."

"I'm…" Tsukune managed to say to the silver haired vampire "sorry" as he fell unconscious again.

Moka's eyes went wide as she fought the urge to cry. He was apologizing for something that his ghoulish nature did, when she was the one that should be apologizing to him for creating it. Even in death, he didn't hold a grudge but she knew he heard every word that his other side said.

As the door slid closed she watched Tsukune's unconscious body disappear behind the doors. He was gone, again.

"Onee-sama!" she heard Kokoa shout before she herself passed out.

-Fourth Division-

Tsukune woke up to a warm feeling around him. As he opened his eyes, he saw the golden glow of the Soten Kisshun over him. Orihime, if he remembered her name correctly, had her hands on the half dome and looked tired. She was breathing heavily and had heavy looking eyes.

"Thank you" Tsukune said as he tried to get up but couldn't.

When he looked down he saw he was restrained with some weird looking material that had rods of some sort pinning it to the ground just off the bed he was in. Why was he restrained?

"Aono-kun" Orihime said to him "are you feeling better?"

"A little," as he remembered what happened when he was at Yokai Academy.

He brutally beat a girl for something that happened when he was alive. The pale skin boy referred to himself as a Ghoul, whatever that was, and said it was because of the silver haired girl. Why would she inject him with her blood; what was the reason behind it? With what the boy said; what was he really?

"You're human Aono-kun" Orihime said as if reading his mind.

"I don't feel human" as he looked away from her.

-Sixth Division-

Byakuya sat at his desk finishing what paperwork he had for the day. Then he'd be able to go relax in the hot springs; hopefully this time there won't be a mob of women trying to get pictures of him again. While many would, and have, call him luck to have that going for him; he distasted it strongly. It showed no self control over urges that could be controlled easily; but above that, he got tired of having to carry Senbonzakura with him into the bathhouse.

"Taichou" Renji said to him "Soifon-taichou wishes to speak with you."

"Let her in" in his usual calm and collected tone.

"Hai" as he stepped aside and let her in and left; closing the door behind him.

"Kuchiki-sama" Soifon said "I wish to ask you something."

"Go ahead, Soifon-dono."

Byakuya always admired Soifon's respect to her peers and superiors. It was in contrast to a certain woman he's known since he was a child. Luckily said woman wasn't bothering him anymore and was taking pleasure in annoying Ichigo. Much to Soifon's displeasure.

"When you fought Kurosuki you said that something unusual happened" she said "but you never said what. I wish to know."

Byakuya put his brush back where he got it from and looked at the taichou of Second Division. This was not a subject he talked about, nor elaborated on because of his sister's request. It wasn't till recently that he learned that Ichigo had learned to control his hollow and even use its power in a fight when needed. But he still kept quiet about Ichigo having one.

"Aside from the fact that he used bankai when only three days prior he couldn't?" he asked; Soifon nodded. "When I was fighting him with my true bankai he became possessed by his hollow and would've killed me if he hadn't ripped the mask that was forming off."

"Was it a quick possession or slow?"

"Why do you ask these questions?" Byakuya asked back.

He was no fool; he knew when someone was trying to get information from him for their own reasons. He hated when people did that; if they'd just ask he'd tell them what they wanted to know. Now that everyone knew Ichigo had a hollow he had no reason to keep the details of his fight with him secret.

"Curious" she replied.

"You've never liked Kurosuki-san before, let alone taken any interest in him" as his eyes narrowed on her "what changed?"

"I'm not interested in Kurosuki" she replied "I only need information on his hollowfication."

"It was a quick possession" as he leaned back in his chair "one moment he was fine, the next a black Getsuga was coming at me."

"Thank you" as she bowed and started to leave.

She had the answer she needed. The possession was quick and by no means subtle; just as she had seen with Aono back at Yokai Academy.

"Why do you ask?" he asked again.

Soifon stopped in her tracks. It was normal for her to withhold information because of her duties, but Byakuya was a noble and probably the only one that she was fine with Yoruichi teasing.

"When I was on a mission" she said "something 'unusual' happened to the person that was with me."

She had intentionally used that word knowing that Byakuya would know what it meant. After all, it was the same way he had described what happened to Ichigo when he was fighting the human.

"I understand" as he went back to finishing his paperwork.

It was no lie; he did understand. He kept Ichigo's hollow a secret for a good number of months before he told anyone. It was because he was ashamed of being beaten by the human, but rather that he looked at some laws as wrong since Ichigo beat him. Had he spoken of the hollow before he learned to control it; central forty six would've ordered him to have been killed as if he was a hollow.

However, what he didn't understand was why Soifon was protecting someone. It wasn't like her.

-Tsukune-

Unohana had told him that he had been passed out for twenty four hours. Also that they had been asked by Soifon to restrain him for good measure. He knew why; if he could be possessed at random by the pale skinned boy, there was no telling when it could happen again.

He walked the same path he did when he went to Eleventh Division and bumped into Matsumoto. The memory that came with her greeting made him start thinking again. If he did go to that school and knew the girl that he had the memory of, perhaps she treated him better than the girl he… he quickly shook the memory of what he did to the vampire girl out of his head.

"How did I know she's a vampire?" he asked himself as he stopped in his tracks.

'Cause she's the bitch that used us' the pale boy spat.

Tsukune ignored him and tried to keep moving forward, only to find he had lost his way; again. He sighed as he turned around and back tracked to a spot he recognized. Once there he looked around and saw a gate down one alley, so he went to it.

"Your order is here Kurotsuchi-sama" he heard as he got closer.

When he got to the gate he looked in and saw several caged hollows roaring at him. He quickly jumped back and fell on his ass. There was no way he was expecting that around the corner. He looked around the cage and saw the man with all the face paint on looking at a clipboard with some papers on it. He quickly looked angry.

"I asked for you to place an order for fifteen hollows" he said as he smacked his fuku-taichou "why is it I only received thirteen?"

"My deepest apologies Kurotsuchi-sama" as she bowed.

Kurotsuchi raised his hand to smack her again, only found his hand wouldn't move as he heard a static boom next to him. When he looked he saw the boy that had accompanied Soifon to the Emergency Taichou Meeting holding his wrist.

"Just what do you think you're doing?" he asked.

…Shinigami Cup: Golden…

Ichigo sat in a meditative position as he synced his mind with his zanpakuto spirit. There were a few things he wanted to ask Old Man Zangetsu. One of which included why he still had his shinigami powers when he said that using Saigo no Getsuga Tensho would drain all his reiatsu. When he opened his eyes he saw that he was now in his zanpakuto's realm. The old man standing on a flag pole sticking out of a building, just like when they had first met.

"Hey Old Man" Ichigo said as he walked over to him.

"What is it Ichigo?" Zangetsu asked him as he turned around.

Ichigo's eyes widened when he saw that the spirit looked aged and tired. It was one thing to be calling the zanpakuto spirit old, but to actually be right about doing it was weird.

"Undoubtedly you wish to know why you still have your shinigami powers" Zangetsu said and Ichigo nodded "using the Saigo no Getsuga Tensho drained all three of us…"

"All three of us?" in shock as he looked around and saw his hollow half asleep on a window ledge.

"I convinced him that using more of his power than ours was in his best interest" Zangetsu said "had your shinigami powers vanished, he would've ceased to exist and wouldn't be able to fight anyone or anything. Make no mistake though, we still used a massive amount of our own power to use the attack; he just put more of his in it to allow you to keep your shinigami powers."

Ichigo walked over to his hollow, it was weird seeing him so tired; especially when the guy used to be so full of life and ready to fight anyone. It was a little concerning, but at the same time relieving. Now it would be easier to control him.

"I'm insulted king" he said in a weak laugh "after all, I'm the one that helped ya beat Grimmjow."

"I'm sorry" Ichigo said to his hollow side "I didn't mean to insult you. I just wanted to say thank you for allowing me to use more of your power so I could stay as a shinigami."

"Ya wanna thank me" with a perverse grin "bang that Orihime chick for me."

Ichigo felt a vein somewhere in his body pop. He was trying to be nice to his hollow side and he was making jokes about having sex with someone he looks at as his best friend; a sister even.

"I wasn't joking;" he laughed "ya know she wants it. I know ya want it to; why else would you risk everything to save her? Or are ya too blind to see her feelings for ya. Can't believe yer king" he sighed "if I was king I'd give it to her good. Man, just thinkin' bout how nicely that Espada outfit hugged her curves gives me a hard on. Wide hips, large breasts, thin stomach, and legs that look nicely toned; damn what any guy wouldn't give to go a round with that."

"DON'T TALK ABOUT ORIHIME LIKE SHE'S SOME PIECE OF MEAT" he shouted at his hollow.

"Just think bout it" as he fell asleep.