Two Weeks Later…

I lied in my bed, hearing the sound on a hollow, and it sounded big… I heard a roar before clenching my stomach from the large release of spiritual pressure; Ichigo. I couldn't think of anyone else who could have released that much energy in one blow. I sat up and peeked my head out of my window. I placed my feet on the window sill before grabbing the edges of the roof. I grunted a bit before pulling myself up with the help of Soccer training. I did the Soccer try outs, but I couldn't play anyone since I injured two girls. As I went on to the roof and looked around as my eyes pinpointed the Orange haired…Soul Reaper. That is what Ichigo told me; he was in his Soul Reaper form. I really didn't want to know how his body was separated from his soul, but hey, I shouldn't be talking. It did happen to me. I put two fingers on the edge of my mouth and blew, making a large whistle sound. I heard Alistair starting to bark, but I told him to hush. I saw Ichigo's hand go back and forth in the air before suddenly disappearing. I blinked a little, thinking my eyes were deceiving me until I jumped from the sudden hand on my shoulder. I turned around and glared at Ichigo who was cracking up.

"Thanks, Ichigo." I said in a sarcastic manner as he smirked. As I get a better look at him, I tilted my head in confusion, "What, you didn't like you're other Shimigami clothes? What the hell happened to your large sword?" I have seen his other Shimigami clothes, the one I saw every time he fights a Hollow, especially the large sword. This Ichigo looked like he had a modern day Badass. His hair was still the same, not sure how, but that wasn't the point. His sword was black and sleeker, like a regular size of a Katana. The hilt had a broken chain, as if it was forcefully ripped apart. His…clothes were a little more fitting. The pants were the same as before, but the top was different. It had a V-neck shape to it, and went down to his wrist, slightly more opened. The top part of his clothes seemed like it was connected to a cape-like-Dracula- thing. At the ends, it looked like it was ripped to shreds, but showed, black and white.

Ichigo looked at himself before giving me a confused look, "You never saw me in my Bankai form before?" He asked as I rolled my eyes and put my hands on my hips.

"Do you think I would be asking you if I knew whatever this Bankai form is?" I asked as he glared and rolled his eyes. I sat down as he followed in suit, putting his sword next to him, "What is Bankai form?"

"You know my Shikai form, right?" He asked as I thought about it before slowly nodding. I do remember it, but it didn't really make sense to me until I thought about it.

"That's the first form and changes the swords appearance to help its special abilities, but it is different for you because when you change, you are already in your Shikai form…" I said as he nodded, "Okay, but what about Bankai?"

"It's the second form, the final release; it increases a Soul Reaper's power greatly. But…my sword turns from big to small." Ichigo said as I leaned back, looking up at the sky.

"So…you are telling you that your are in your…final stage of…power, literally." I said as he nodded, "You could have said it like that, stupid."

"You're the stupid one, not knowing my Bankai stage." Ichigo retorted as I glared at him and threw a punch at him, and glared when moved his head back. He smirked at me as I crossed my arms and glowered, "Don't be angry because you're slow."

"You conceited bastard." I muttered before standing up, forgetting my roof was at a steep slant. I moved my hands crazily as I neared the edge, but I was stopped shortly as Ichigo wrapped his arm around my waist, inches before the edge. I sighed in relief and looked at him, as he grinned, "Why the hell are you grinning for?"

"An apology for calling me a bastard or I will let you go." He said as I narrowed my eyes.

"Wow. You're job is to clean hollow, do konso, and protect us humans, not try to kill them." I said as he pulled me up as I looked up at him as he looked at me with a serious look, "What is it, super hero?"

"Are you okay, you seem a bit jumpy before we talked." Ichigo asked as I shrugged, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Ichigo, stop acting like Hana, we do not need to talk about it." I said as he narrowed his eyes, "But… you do not plan of letting me go until I tell you…" All he did was nod as I sighed, "Fine, but we at least go to my room; it isn't 50 degrees outside." He nodded before letting go of me. I carefully made my way to my window. I hanged off the edge of the roof before my feet touched the window sill. I let myself try to regain balance as I fell onto my comfy bed. I left my night light on as Ichigo entered and sat on the edge of my bed, smirking at the light.

"You sleep with a night light?" He asked as I frowned at him and glared, "I'm not trying to be mean…it's cute." I hid a smile and looked towards Ichigo, "You can start anytime you feel comfortable." He said as I nodded and cleared my throat.

"Well, it starts out really normal. This time I was on a train, heading towards Prague to visit family and friends. I would meet people on the train and become instant best friends with them, but I never know their name. Anyways, the weather is always perfect and the thing is I always know that it is a dream, no matter how great it would seem. I remember the train attendants telling everyone that we are going to arrive in Prague in a half-hour. I take my phone out and start to call my family, then that is the part where I forget all the other things in my mind, even the one with the whole, 'this thing is a dream'. Suddenly, black birds in a formation fly over us, and then I remember, somehow, I have seen a marking of that bird somewhere in the train or on my stuff. Then tragedy comes in to push happiness to the gutter.

"The train suddenly jerks forwards a bit, before I fall out of my seat because the emergency brakes were pulled as a sudden turn. I feel the train about to tip over as I try to go on the other side, but my back hits the glass. I looked around and saw that everything else was a wreck. I looked up since the train had glass ceilings and saw that we were at a point where the tracks crossed. I hear the blaring of a horn. I would look to see another train. I am still in pain when my back had hit the window, and everyone around me starts to panic, leaving the cart I was in, not hearing my pleads of help. The train gets ever so close as I think about what I have accomplished so far in my life, hoping my death will be short and quick. As the train was practically inches away from me, it stops on a dime, and everything starts to melt away.

"The same thing happens in all my other dreams too. A sudden wind pushed me a bit as I tried to grasp the ground, but my head the back of a tree, but I crashed through it, wincing as my back felt immediately broken. I got onto my stomach, and pushed myself up as I looked around, seeing nothing but gray and red sand. There was an occasional dead tree, but nothing else. I felt a shadow loom over me as I was afraid to turn around, seeing the silhouette of a scythe. I turned around slowly, my legs quivering as was met with the eerie, crooked grin with jagged teeth and black lips. Pale, white skin with red spots, and a large hole through its chest and neck. And it says those words, different every time, but he always calls me 'Darling' before I see the blade in his hand with more details as I… I wake up after that." I explained to him, not noticing it before, but I put my head on his shoulder as I was lying right next to him, side-by-side.

"Did you tell anyone else this?" He asked quietly, as if he was going to wake up Alistair.

"No. Hana would make me see a physiological expert; she doesn't know about the whole 'Hell' thing." I told him as I felt him nod, "I try to avoid sleeps sometimes if it really gets to me."

"That's not a good idea." He scolded as I rolled my eyes and flicked his nose as he rubbed it afterwards before flicking my neck, "Go to sleep-"

"Nope." I said, getting my pillow and putting it over my head, "I'm just going to skip school tomorrow."

"No more school skipping."

"Shut up, Ms. Kurosaki."

"I'm not a girl!" I smirked at his comment as he sighed, "I'll call you later, I have to finish my homework so I am not going to sleep anytime soon."

"I will be expecting it." I said as Ichigo left the bed and put my light blue covers over me, "See ya, Ichigo"

"Later." The presence in my room left as I sighed and yawned a bit, looking at the moon… I was thinking about going downstairs, but Hana is a light sleeper, and will ask what is wrong. I looked at my clock as it said 11:30… I stared at it before I felt my eyelids droop… I snapped my eyes open when I heard my phone ring. I looked at the clock as it said 12:30. I went over to my phone and opened it, yawning because I was still a bit tired.

"Hello?" I asked, still a bit groggy.

"Are you still awake?" Ichigo asked as I rolled my eyes.

"How the hell would I answer the phone if I wasn't awake?" I asked, a little snappy as I heard him mutter under his breath, "What is it?"

"How about this…I will tell you a story and you just fall asleep whenever?" Ichigo offered as I raised an eyebrow.

"Ichigo Kurosaki is going to tell me a bedtime story to a 15 year old girl; I agree to this." I said with a smile.

"Oh, shut up, and it's not a bedtime story. It is when I met Chad." He said as I laid down and nodded, knowing he couldn't see me. I smiled softly and closed my eyes; I didn't think people like him existed in the world; the people who will try to help their friends no matter what cost.

I ran to school and made it inside before the warning bell ringed. I fixed my skirt and dragged my bag across the floor as I made it to the hallway with my class; English literature. I was about to enter until I heard footsteps coming close to me. I turned around and slightly waved towards Ichigo. As he reached me, he stopped and looked towards me. I raised an eyebrow in concern and looked at him.

"What time did you go to sleep?" I asked as he shook it off, giving me a tired smile as he walked in; there weren't a lot of kids in the class. He sat in the back as I sat next to him, looking over at him for an answer.

"There was another Hollow sighting. I took care of it, but it was like 5 in the morning. I hope you slept well." He said as I nodded, "Shit, I didn't do my homework-"

"Give it to me." I said as he gave me a suspicious look, but went into his bag to give it to me. I took out my homework and saw that he only did three questions, but it was typed out; so was mine, but I didn't bother to put my homework. I got out my ink pen and started to put down Ichigo's name, until he grabbed my arm.

"Don't; I don't want you to get in trouble." He said as I rolled my eyes and continued to put his name as carefully as I could. I blew on the paper so it would dry up before grabbing his old one, crumpling it, and throwing it into my bag. I handed the paper back to Ichigo as he refused to get it, "No, it's fine-"

"Ichigo, you helped me in more ways than I can count; it's my turn. I get like A's on tests and quizzes; homework is not important to me. Besides you need it more than I do." I said softly as he looked at me with gratitude before lightly grabbing my former paper.

"I don't know what of these questions are asking." He said as I shrugged.

"I'll help you after school today so you can understand it. It was just these questions based on the book, Graceling. We might have a pop quiz today and I heard that we might be able to use the questions. I went online to find a study guide before reading it." I explained as he nodded and look through the questions, "It's in-between a quiz and a test; a quest." I felt Ichigo giving me a smirk, "Shut up and study, idiot."

"Ah! I failed the quiz!" Keigo said, showing us his 57 on his paper as I smirked, "Why do you have to smirk my lovely Kimiko."

"Don't ever say that Keigo before I hurt you." I warned as he went into his corner to cry, "How did everyone else do?"

"98." Chad said as I patted the friendly giant on the back.

"78." Mizuiro said as I nodded. I looked towards Ichigo, who didn't say anything, but kept eating his lunch.

"Care to share with the class, Ichigo?" I teased as he rolled his eyes and showed us his paper. I smiled at the 98 on his paper, "Nice job, dummy."

"Look who's talking." He retorted as I smirked as threw my wrapped towards his face as he catched it, "What did you get?"

"None of your concern-"

"99." Mizuiro said as I glared at him and gotten stares from my pears.

"How'd you get a 99?" Ichigo asked as I rolled my eyes, "What question did you get wrong?"

"The last one, with the, If you could add anyone from everyday life to the book, who would you be? Explain Why." I said, restating the question, "I picked myself."

"Why did yourself?" Chad said as I looked over with a smirk.

"I said myself because than I could get out of dumb English Literature class."

"…I knew you were evil." Ichigo said as I took a bit from his sushi and smirked at him.

I walked into Ichigo's room and waved at the stuffed lion that was on Ichigo's desk. I saw it stand up before launching itself towards me. I used my bag as a protection device as he crashed into it and fell on the door. Ichigo closed the door behind us and sighed at his… roommate's antics.

"My lovely Kimiko. Oh how I missed you and those legs that go on for mile-" I stepped continuously on his head before sitting on Ichigo bed, looking out the window, "I-I still l-love you."

"Kon, you pervert, shut up." Ichigo said, annoyed before grabbing Kon and throwing him into the closet, "Sorry about that."

"You make it sound like it is your fault." I said, reaching over to get my bag and pulled out a folder. Yes, I tried to get organized with the help of Ichigo, but it didn't mean that my papers were neat. They were still crumpled or ripped. I threw the folder somewhere as I took out my math homework and looked towards Ichigo, "You want to work together?"

"Sure. The sooner I get this over with, the better." He said as he took out his homework and got his math book out. We helped one another pretty good. I am good in History and Chem, because I know it, and he's really good at English and Math. I am happy to say it, but I like to say that Ichigo is my best friend. I had acquaintances, like Tatsuki, and friends, like Chad or Orihime, but I can truly say that I trust Ichigo Kurosaki. He can act a bit over protective of his friends, but it is not like it is a bad thing. I winced at the sudden flick at my neck until I flicked his nose, "Where you even listening?" He asked as I gave him a sly smile, "I'll take that as a no."

"Hello, Kimiko!" Yuzu said as I gave a wave to the adorable blonde. I sat across from Ichigo on the long side as Karin as one the short side, "I'm sorry to say, but our Dad is on a business trip."

"Good riddance." I heard Ichigo and Karin muttered as I smiled slightly. I found that Karin likes to play soccer is actually pretty good. Yuzu plays the role of the mother in the house, though, I am not sure what happened to their mother, but it is none of my business. I stood up to help Yuzu carry the food onto the table as Ichigo helped me put it down on the table. As I put the food down, Yuzu had gotten the plates and utensils. I sat down and sighed; this will be my third time eating a Japanese dinner; Hana cooks, but…I like my Russian food. I took out food onto my plate before eating. I wish I could cook like this. Yuzu talked about her day as Karin complained about the teachers. I didn't want to talk, but Ichigo talked on my behalf on what we did. Ichigo slouched in his chair as Yuzu started to scold him about doing his homework more often. I could help but laugh. I felt glares from Ichigo as I winced from the sudden weight and pain on my foot. I pulled away and glared at Ichigo's smirk. I lifted my leg up and brought it down harshly in-between his legs as his face turned a bright red before he fell on the floor, groaning as I ask Yuzu for more food. I gasped a bit when my knee hit the top of the table as Ichigo sat up again.

"Stop playing footies, lovebirds, I am trying to eat!" Karin said as I felt a little pink on my cheeks before looking at Ichigo and nodding. We pushed her chair back as her rice spilled all over her face. She stood up with a vengeance as I held my laugh back and gave a guilty smile to Yuzu who was scolding us.

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