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Chapter 1

Last Stardust

Ichigo opened his eyes and blinked away the dark spots in his vision. He shot up, panting slightly as he frantically scanned his surroundings.

He appeared to be what appeared to be a traditional Japanese room. The only thing that appeared modern in the room was an old television and an overhead light. "Where am I?" he asked himself.

Hearing the sliding door to his right open, he was greeted by a young looking girl that seemed to be around Yuzu's age. Short black hair and black eyes, she was just your average elementary schooler.

And as any girl her age, she became embarrassed at his half-naked state. "Eep!" she yelped, a blush forming on her cheeks. "Um... Here's your shirt!" She then laid down the item she carried, a recently cleaned shirt, and hurriedly ran away.

Ichigo remained silent for a few moments before sighing and moving to grab the shirt. At least he should be presentable to his hosts.

As he was putting on the shirt, the sliding door opened to reveal an older but similar looking girl a that seemed to be around his age. As he paused from his action to get a good look of the person who entered the room, she got a good look at his physique.

They stared at each other for a moment. Allowing for the situation to become more embarrassing for the girl.

"Eek! I'm sorry!" She then scampered out of his room and slammed it shut.

Slam.

Ichigo blinked before finishing his action and ran a hand through his hair. Only to stop once he noticed the feeling of his hair. "When did I put gel?"

He looked for a mirror and stepped in front of it to pause. 'Tattoos? Black hair? Red eyes?!' He stumbled backward as he saw his reflection. "Ehhh?!"

Ichigo sat in seiza position facing the patriarch of the family that hosted him and his wife. There was silence as the eldest daughter put tea for the both of them.

While Ichigo wasn't exactly a tea drinker, he wasn't going to refuse generosity from his hosts. Besides, he was kind of thirsty anyways.

"Thank you," Ichigo said as she poured him some tea, making the girl blush and hurriedly retreating to the kitchen.

Sitting before him in the same position as he was his hosts. A tall solemn man with glasses, a mop of black hair, and black eyes, who wore a simple tuxedo. And a beautiful foreign woman with purple hair, purple eyes, and eye-catching smooth features, who wore a simple black shirt and grey pants.

"So... Let me introduce myself first, I am Kuzuki Souichirou and this is my wife, Kuzuki Medeia," the man introduced. "I maintain the local village shrine as the Kannushi." He then gestured for Ichigo to introduce himself.

"Right, my name is Kurosaki Ichigo," he introduced. "Thank you for providing for me while I was unconscious," he said in appreciation, bowing his head.

Souichiro bowed back. "You are welcome. That aside, do you know how you ended up in the forest, passed out?"

Ichigo went silent, his mind trying to remembered what happened after his fight with Aizen. "No. I was... Fighting then blacked out and suddenly I was here," he lied, his heart clenched at lying to the people who had basically saved him from the wildlife.

Obviously, the opinion that Souichiro had of Ichigo was soured with the casual way the raven-haired had described his activities.

Medeia was the next to ask a question. "Do you have any family that we could contact?" she asked.

Ichigo thought for a moment and answered, "I think so, I'll dial my dad's number."

Souichiro nodded towards Medeia, who nodded back and walked out of the room to fetch a phone.

"Um... May I ask a question?" Ichigo asked.

"Go ahead."

"Thanks. Where are we?" Ichigo asked. His attention to not miss the information he was hoping would be given.

"We're in Karakura Village in the Western Tokyo Prefecture," Souichiro said smoothly. "To be more specific, we're in the housing component of the shrine in which I direct."

Karakura Village?! Not town?! Ichigo panicked as he digested the information. "Do you know if there's a Karakura Town?" he inquired.

Souichiro bowed his head slightly to think. "Not that I have heard of, as far as I know, there is no city, town, nor village, besides us, that has Karakura in its name."

Ichigo's mind blanked as he tried to make sense of his now confusing situation. "Where does your daughter go to school, then?" he asked blankly.

Souichiro, for his part, just raised an eyebrow at the change of tone before answering his inquiry. "They go to the town nearby, Kuoh Town, for their education. It is only about 10 minutes from here on car."

"Thank you for answering my questions," Ichigo said thanked.

Medeia came in with a flip phone and handed it to Ichigo. "Here you go," she said.

He thanked the woman and immediately typed in his father's clinic's number.

"This is cafè Anteiku, how may we help you?" an elderly man asked from the phone.

Ichigo immediately ended the call and checked the phone number. It can't be... The phone number was correct, yet his dad nor anyone from his family didn't answer. He suddenly became frantic, typing in Chad's number.

"Hello, this is the Kirigaya househo-"

He typed in Keigo's number.

"This is Edward E-"

He typed in Tatsuki's number.

"Naruto R-"

He typed i-

Ichigo stopped himself and instead put the phone on the table. His eyes were blank as he directed them to the table instead of his hosts.

Medeia, who watched the whole thing with both concern and irritation, was the first to speak. "You want to rest before continuing?" she inquired, a look of concern on her face.

Ichigo bowed. "Thank you for hosting me, but I don't want to be a bother," he said. Zangetsu... Juha... Are you guys there?

No response. No rude quip from his Hollow/Zanpakuto spirit. No calm words of the manifestation of his Quincy powers. Nothing.

Yet, there was a response from the outside world. "You are not a bother," Souichiro stated sternly, snapping Ichigo from his daze. "Your presence actually repelled some of the more troublesome spirits from the shrine," he said frankly.

Ichigo was silent as he listened to what Souichiro was going to say. "Whether it's suppressed or your potential, your power has actually benefited me greatly. That being said, if you want to leave, you may. Just know you aren't a bother."

Ichigo clenched his hands into fists before unclenching them, jarred at the sudden switch. "So are you spiritually aware?" he inquired intently.

"I can interact with them, if that's what you mean and everyone in the world could see spirits, especially Japan due to their high amount of keylines," Souichiro explained. "But most spirits tend to avoid humans, lest an angry mob hunted them down. Which would lead them to the nearest supernatural tolerant places, this shrine which was constructed for keeping the supernatural hidden."

Ichigo was still bit jarred but Souichiro wasn't done. "I propose that you become my apprentice and in return, I'll give you shelter and the necessities of life. Of course, I'll need to report this to my superiors in the Yokai faction, but I'm sure they would be fine."

"Yokai... faction?" Ichigo inquired, still reeling a bit from the normal talk to the supernatural talk.

"The ruling supernatural body of Japan," Souichiro replied smoothly.

"I'll... Think about this... May I return to... Um..." Ichigo was stumped on what he should call the room he woke up in. 'If I say that's mine it would be rather... Domineering.'

Medeia laughed at Ichigo's confusion, snapping the said teen's attention to her. "You may call it your room for now," she reassured.

"Oh right... Thank you, for your hospitality," Ichigo said as he became slightly red in the ears due to the embarrassment the undeniably beautiful foreign woman caused him.

"I'll have to contact my superiors on this development," Souichiro said plainly. "How are the kids reacting to his presence?" he inquired from Medeia.

"They are mostly embarrassed and shy when I last checked. You should've seen Asa she would become a bubbling mess with the mention of him. Saberu just turns red and becomes shy," Medeia giggled.

Souichiro raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

"Really."

Ichigo laid sprawled on his bed, his brain trying to comprehend what he had just learned. 'No existences of anyone I know or at least their phone numbers aren't the same. Karakura Town is Karakura Village. Spirits seem to be the same, I think. Everyone can see the supernatural but seem to not be able to sense me because of what Aizen described as being on a higher dimension, though the spirits probably could. A Yokai Faction.'

The last item of his thought left him lost at words. 'Animal spirits that control Japan?' Now that he soaked most of the information in, he couldn't help but notice the way Souichiro said Japan specifically. 'Does that mean there more supernatural forces out there?!'

"Shelter, huh..." 'There is no denying it... I'm not in my world anymore.'

He continued to lay down motionlessly for awhile before he sat up and moved to the door that led outside. 'I need fresh air.' He thought to himself. Sliding the door open, he was greeted with fresh air.

'I wonder if it's okay for me to go out.' Ichigo thought, his body already moving on its own. It would appear everyone was sleeping as he walked down the corridor that he was sure would lead him to the courtyard he was sure that every traditional shrine had.

Sure enough, he arrived at a door, which he slid open, and walked outside. This time it was a cool breeze instead of cold wind that greeted him.

Clad only in a tight fitting shirt and pants, he walked out barefooted. He had actually forgotten a time when he was walking by himself. The serene silence comforted him.

He walked towards what appeared to be the shrine and plopped himself down on the balcony. He basked in the cool air and silence that came with it. That silence was interrupted by the sound of pencil writing on paper.

He directed his red eyes to his left, his long raven hair whipping to his right. There he saw the girl his age, earphones plugged into her iPod and writing furiously whilst scratching her head in confusion.

Walking to her to greet her, he watched her as she noticed him and jumped in surprise. "Wah!" she panicked. Her cheeks went red as she took note of who he was.

"Yo," he greeted with a smirk. 'Ah, I swear I'm getting Yoruichi's bad habits of teasing people. Damn cat.'

"H-Hi," she stuttered out.

"May I sit?" he asked. 'Her reaction is like a combination of Rukia and Yuzu.'

The girl stared at him with shock, her mouth fidgeting as she tried to speak out a response. "S-Sure..." she finally said.

Plopping himself down beside her, he directed his gaze to the stars. 'I wonder if the constellations are the same.' He absently thought. Silence ensued as he went stargazing and the girl tried to busy herself with her homework, sneaking quick glances at him occasionally.

"I'm Kurosaki Ichi-"

"Damn this question!" the girl screamed in frustration. Her ears turned red when she remembered she wasn't alone. "Um..."

Ichigo couldn't help but snicker at the frustration and embarrassment the girl was displaying. "Need help?" he asked light-heartedly.

The girl was red as a tomato as she became more embarrassed. Luckily, though, she didn't see his snicker so her frustration or anger didn't increase. "Um... S-Sure..." She handed the worksheet to Ichigo, who gently grabbed it and read it and acknowledged it as Shakespeare.

"Hm... This," Ichigo pointed to the Shakespearean sentence that the girl had so much trouble with, "basically means that the past artisans couldn't do justice to the man's beauty."

The girl's eyes lit up in understanding and made an "O" with her mouth. "T-That makes sense..." She then pondered a bit before her ears went red again. "T-Thank y-you..."

"You're welcome," Ichigo said with a smile. "My name is Kurosaki Ichigo," he introduced himself again.

"K-Kazuki Asa..." the girl responded, fidgeting slightly.

Now that Ichigo had a clear view of the girl's face, he had to admit she looked a lot like Medeia sans the black hair and eyes. "Need help with any more homework?" he inquired, glancing at the small pile of papers by Asa as he handed the English worksheet back to her.

"Um... Y-Yes," she admitted as she grabbed the paper and wrote down the answer. Once she was done jotting down her answer, she grabbed another paper and scanned it, looking for the problem she was having a hard time with.

"I accept to be your apprentice," Ichigo declared, bowing to Souichiro, who just looked at him with a calculating look.

"Very well, I need you to fill out this form before we begin," Souichiro stated, handing a piece of paper and a pen to Ichigo.

Ichigo nodded and filled out the form. He handed back the form and awaited Souichiro to scan through it.

"You're 16?" Souichiro inquired, his eyes glancing at Ichigo's physique. "Do you want to attend school?" he inquired.

Secret meaning: "We could just lie about your age so you don't have to do school."

'Now that I think about it, shouldn't my body be 20? I remember dad said something about growth... If so am I truly 16?' Ichigo thought intently, his physiological debate raging inside of him. "Attending school is mandatory, right?" he inquired, running a hand through his silky hair.

"Mandatory for those under 20," Souichiro replied smoothly. "I doubt you would pass as a 16-year-old, 18 maybe, but under that, I doubt the school administration would accept your age," he stated.

Ichigo remained silent. "I don't think I have an identification profile in the system," he admitted.

As if prepared for this, Souichiro smoothly pulled out a folder from beside him. "My superiors had noticed this and already put your profile in the system, all they need now is a picture of you and your age," he said, shocking Ichigo.

"Wait, they already covered that?" Ichigo asked, shocked.

"Yes, the appointment for your picture is today at 1:30 PM in Kyoto," Souichiro stated, pulling out his watch. "We have 3 hours before then so we don't have to worry."

Suddenly, Ichigo was reminded of something. "Right, what is today?" he inquired.

"Today is January 19, if you want the year it is 2004," Souichiro stated.

"Thank you," Ichigo said in appreciation. "What time do I have to be prepared?"

"Preferably at 12," Souichiro replied, standing up. "Care to join us for brunch?"

Ichigo smiled. "Sure."

Chapter 1 End

I was struggling to find a map on a Japanese shrine so I had to improvise.

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UPDATE: Changed the words monk to Kannushi and temple to shrine.

I am sorry for my poor research into Shinto.