So few emails lately! W-whats wrong? Did you all get bored? did you stop reading? Does my summery just suck? *sigh* I know, I'm no good at summeries. So how about a contest? Submit your summery for this story and I will use the best one and send the winner an early chapter in a PM. Sound good? K! so let's start the Chapter!
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Ichigo woke up the next morning to learn that you could, in fact, psycosomaticly give yourself a hangover. Although he had never experianced one himself, he was pretty sure this was what it was like for two reasons. First, he could remember practically nothing from the night before, and second, he had a massive migrain.
You made your hollow sick. Zangetsu's voice echoed through his ears.
I hate you king. His hollow said, moaning.
When he got up, he relized that the halls were quiet. No one was talking, no one was running off to class. He looked at the clock. 08:46. Shit. He started running around the room getting dressed and ready. He noticed that after he started moving around, his headache went away, which was a good thing, but he was already 45 minutes late for class!
Three minutes later he was running through the halls of the dorm.
Damit!
Why are you running? Your already late.
That's true, running won't make it much better. clearly, neither had ever been late; it wasn't that he was worried about being that much later, it was just that if you were just walking to class you look like a complete, irresponceable, slacker.
That's stupid. His hollow commented.
Would you just shut up? no one asked you for your opinion! Ichigo thought to it rather loudly.
King is pissy.
Quite.
Think it has something to do with last night?
I'm not sure he remembers.
The human mind is a powerful thing.
...Says the imbodyment of strength and instinct that exists within his mind as a complete, and possibly equal, entity.
Good King, I think you have Multipul Personality Disorder.
Are you calling me crazy?
Bad sign when the voice in your head calls you crazy. Also, why is you brain sideways?
...
I think he's ignoring us.
"Shut up!" Ichigo said, apperently outloud since someone turned around. "err..not you."
King is talking people who arn't there!
Schitzafrenic too, are we?
Hey, if you think about it, He's seen things no one else does since he was little!
True.
"Kurosaki-san?" His History teacher asked as he rushed into class almost an hour late. He mumbled a quick apology, And went to his seat.
"You okay Ichigo?" Satoshi asked. "You look kinda annoyed."
"hang over?" Arata asked.
"Zanpakto." Ichigo answered. They both looked confused to he elaberated. "It keeps talking to me inside my head."
It's more the hollow than me. Zangetsu commented.
I'm not telling them that!
No, that would make you seem, what's the word?
Crazy.
"I thought only upper-class shinigami could talk to there swords without meditating." Satoshi said in a way that made it clear that what he meant was ' What the hell?'
Yer friend thinks your crazy to.
No, he just finds it strange.
'course.
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Yes, my chapters are short. Alot of you commented on it but, although I planned on changing it, I relized It's more true to the style of bleach to keep them like this. If you read them chapter by chapter, you know exactly what I'm talking about. 18 pages! but, They update about once a week, and the story is made for short chapters, so, I'm doing that in this story to!
Okay, fine, I'm just bad at writing long chapters.
Anyway, this was a fun chapter to write mostly because Hichigo is probably my favorite character and I've been playing with the idea that Ichigo is not a subsitute shinigami, but in fact, just crazy, ever since he (*SPOILER FOR FULLBRING ARC!*) desided that everyone's memories of some one were lies, he was the only sain one, and then, that everyone, including his dad, was trying to kill him. No silly! It wasn't his dad who stabbed him, it was Rukia, the un-dead, warrior, princess that goes around killing giant monsters for a living! YAY!
But ya, Ichigo is coocoo-pants.