Letters to Father
Interaction Not Wanted

Council my heart
Console me with words
That I can understand
I'm reaching out asking
Even pleading for answers
But the questions are many
And it is an endlessness

Ichigo glanced around the councilors room and noted the traditional Japanese decorum. He wondered if the councilor really was into the whole Japanese theme, or if the theme was picked for its calming effect. He turned to ask Toshiro what he thought only for the boy to call him a pervert again. The way the kid was acting really bothered him to the point he couldn't help but label the kid as creepy.

The white haired man came back into the room and sat down across from Toshiro and Ichigo. "Since Kurosaki Ichigo doesn't know me yet I'll introduce myself. I'm Ukitake Jushiro. I'm the councilor for this school. I'm guessing you're wondering why you're here."

Ichigo held up one finger. "I have someone calling me a pervert, and because of how old this person is people are taking me as a perverted pedophile." He held up a second finger. "I'm not happy about being forced to transfer schools." He held up a forth finger. "I also don't know what I'm doing here, let alone what the deal with this school is."

The teen watched as the boy looked up at him. Toshiro kept worrying his lip as he leaned on the palm of his hands. His bright teal eyes were obviously quite wary of him. Ukitake took a deep breath causing Ichigo's attention to drift back to the man. He could easily be mistaken for a relative of the boy, and he wondered if this made the boy feel any more comfortable or if it made him less comfortable. A smile spread across the man's face, and he spoke with a sharp voice. "Shiro-chan.

Out of the corner of Ichigo's eye he saw the white haired child suddenly jump, and a lot of the frustration leave. His head then darted away as his cheeks flushed up. A laugh from the student councilor caused Toshiro to turn his head back. "What?"

"What's this about hypothermia? What kind of trouble did you get yourself into this time?"

"I didn't ask for my clothes to be removed."

"Not that kind of trouble. I mean ending up with hypothermia in the first place. Did you let your grandmother know." Ukitake took a deep breath. "You didn't. Was this because you were worried about causing her worry, or because you didn't want to get in trouble. Or was it because you didn't understand the situation?" The man pulled out a clipboard to write on and noticed Ichigo flinching. "Sorry. I'm supposed to be keeping track of this kind of thing when it comes to Toshiro."

"Can't you just treat him like a normal kid?" Ichigo noticed the discomfort the white haired kid showed at having everything documented. The child genius heard his words and turned to look at him, and for a brief second the boy seemed to perk up, but the look on his face was soon replaced with one of disgust.

"A normal kid." Ukitake remained silent for a bit, and then started speaking again. "Toshiro's not exactly normal though." The look on the man's face said he knew exactly what the orange haired teen meant. "Back to what I was saying though, what caused you to have hypothermia Toshiro?"

The boy began to worry his lips again. "I got caught out in the rain. Still..."

"Part of treating hypothermia is to warm the patients body up, and to do that a person needs to remove the wet clothing."

Ukitake and Ichigo watched the boy think over what the man said. Toshiro refused to look them in the eye. "I still don't like him."

"Yes. I got that." The man set down his clipboard before looking over at Ichigo. "I've been looking over your transcripts Ichigo. Your grades for middle school are average, and the same goes for your grades at high school."

The teen glanced away at that point. "Great. I don't want to end up looking like a nerd." He realized upon looking right into a pair of bright teal eyes that Toshiro was watching him with interest to the point he was leaning slightly closer to examine Ichigo better. "What's got his curiosity going." Ichigo sighed and looked back at the man. "I got that."

"The school's on an accelerated educational path so there is no telling how much catching up you'll need to do." Ukitake looked right at Toshiro then, but the white haired preteen was paying to much attention to Ichigo. "That's why we decided Toshiro should tutor you. That should solve the animosity between the two of you as well."

The orange haired teen felt one eyebrow go up. He looked back at Toshiro to see the boy wasn't happy. The teal eyes flashed with anger, and his cheeks puffed out. "He's so... childish."

"Shiro-chan?" The white haired man began to used the sugar coated tone again which in turn caused Toshiro to look at the man. "We've established that Ichigo is not trying to hurt you, right? I'd also like to talk about you doing something dangerous like staying out in the rain at a later time. The two of you can discuss how you'll go about tutoring after class. At this point you are both late."

Ichigo felt the corner of his eye twitch. "Seriously. You'd think starting at a new school would allow me to break myself of that bad habit. But no, this kid makes it so I'm late. He's kind of more obnoxious then Keigo is." He followed close behind Toshiro as they headed to class. "At least I might be able to ask him where the library is. He might also know what this stupid Chappy Brigade involves. Then again he might think that a childish question."

He arrived back at the classroom only to flinch at the looks given to him by Renji and the blond. Things weren't going well so far.