Yo, new story here! Bleach is coming back next month and I'm here for it! Also going to milk the timing of posting as best as I can lol. This is my fourth "Ace In Another World" fic. Already did MHA, Fairy Tail, Demon Slayer(unposted). This doesn't follow the whole Bleach plot, only the first few hundred chapters or so. It was super fun to write, and Ace is a complete badass. There is Marco/Ace in this, but it's in no way the focus. Anyways, I hope you read it! Enjoy~

Ace slammed hard into a sharp surface, which would usually scrape him up on his exposed stomach and chest, but he just rolled down, the surface sloped, and fell from it and into cement. "Fuck, mother fucker, shit, damn," Ace swore, having quite the sailor's mouth. He said it quite loudly, and he knew he'd hit the roof loud and hard, too.

Looking up, he saw nothing out of the ordinary. Where the hell was he? How did he just pop out of nowhere? He had no idea where he came from, or what he was doing before then. He knew his name, age and something about fire, but nothing else. He didn't recognize this place. He was about to knock on the door of this house that also looked like not a house, to ask where he was, but the door opened to a young girl, maybe in her pre-teens, with black hair and an unimpressed face.

"Did you just jump onto our roof and then fall?" she asked bluntly, arms crossed. Ace rubbed the back of his head, and thought something was missing there. He was wearing an open shirt and cargo shorts with black boots. He had some bracelets on his wrists and a fancy dagger in a fancy sheath on his leg.

It was odd to carry around a dagger. Maybe he needed it for something. Well, it also didn't seem to odd at the same time. "Ah, I don't know how I got here," he answered honestly. "Sorry for causing a ruckus, the roof isn't damaged. I was gonna ask where the hell I am."

Her eyebrows rose in surprise at his answer, which didn't make any sense. "You don't know where this is?" Ace shook his head. "And you say you just fell on the roof and appeared out of thin air?" She sounded very skeptical, which was reasonable. He was sure what he was saying made no sense.

"I have no idea what I was doing before now," he said. "So… where am I?"

"Are you high on drugs?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

"I don't think so," Ace replied. "I could be and just don't remember it, huh? But I'm sure I'm not." She looked confused by him and his blunt answers. She probably expected him to completely deny drugs, but it was possible he was high and just didn't remember, and wasn't going to lie about it.

It was late out, night time, and he realized he had nowhere to go. He pulled out his pockets, and found nothing of use. No money of any kind. Shit, now what? "How old are you?"

"Seventeen," Ace answered.

"Do you need to use our phone to call somebody?" she asked, seeming to not be so distrustful of him. Ace asked what the hell a phone was. "Uh… it's something you use to call another person?" she said, looking disbelieving again. "I assume you have no phone number to call, then."

"I guess not." His voice started to slur. "I-I'm fall asleep-" and he passed out, face planting, her needing to step back a bit so he didn't hit her. She sighed, and called her father to come help some drugged out teen. He was surprised but came down the stairs, another teen coming over to see.

The doctor and father, rolled Ace over, and saw he was snoring. "He doesn't look like he's on drugs," he said, lifting an eye and showing his pupils were completely normal as he slept. The girl, Karin, explained her talk with him. How he had no idea where he was or how he got on their roof, and didn't know what a phone was.

The father, Isshin, picked Ace up and carried him to the couch. "Should we really be taking him in? He has some dagger on his thigh."

"He seemed to honest to be some murderer or criminal. He's seventeen, too. He said," Karin answered. "He also said the roof wasn't damaged, so that's a plus. But why is he sleeping? If not on drugs? I mean, he warned me he was going to fall asleep, though."

Ichigo called him weird, and was further uninterested and went upstairs to his room. Isshin voiced his thoughts on him, and settled with narcolepsy. "Narcolepsy? When people have really messed up sleep patterns?" Yuzu asked. Isshin nodded. "So, he fell asleep because of his narcolepsy?"

"I would assume so. We'll have to wait for him to wake up." And Ace did maybe five minutes later. He couldn't move his body for a good minute, and the man across from him that he hadn't seen didn't look surprised in the least that he had his eyes open but didn't move an inch of his body. But it passed, and Ace sat up.

It seemed he was in their house, which was nice of them to not leaving him asleep in the front yard. "Sorry about that, I have narcolepsy."

"I figured. I'm a doctor. Do you think you hit your head and that's why you don't remember things? You took a hard fall from the roof, and you don't seemed to be on drugs. My name is Isshin, but the way. That's Karin and Yuzu. Ace introduced his full name. "Where did you come from? Do you remember?"

"Not one bit," Ace said honestly. Isshin hummed and offered to check him over for a concussion. Ace smiled and thanked him, but added he had no money. But the man was unsurprised by this, and brought him to the clinic area of his home. Ace was put through various tests, and he passed it all.

It seemed he did not have a concussion. But there were other reasons he could have forgotten things. Something traumatic could have happened to him in the recent past. "So, you have nobody to talk to and no money?"

Ace nodded. Karin and Yuzu sat down across from him, both looking the same age. "I didn't mean to brother you, and I apologize for making a bunch of noise on your roof." He said it with laugh. "Pretty weird, I admit."

"Do you have anywhere to stay?" Ace shook his head. "Do you go to school? You're old enough to still be in high school." Ace had no idea what high school was.

"Whoa, he's really messed up," Karin said. Ace agreed, and realized he didn't know what the hell half of the objects in this house were. "So, you don't remember ever going to school? Does that mean you're dumb?" she asked bluntly, kind of rudely. Ace didn't take offense, and knew he probably seemed pretty dumb right now.

Ace said he could read, write and was pretty good at advanced math. "So that means you probably did go to school and don't remember it," Yuzu said, sounding interested. "So, do you have somewhere to stay?" The teen shook his head, and said he could try to find somewhere to sleep.

Isshin surprised him by offering him to stay with them. "Is that such a good idea? I mean, what if I were a criminal, and you have two young daughters, too. Shouldn't you be more… skeptical?" Isshin laughed, and said he was a good judge of character. "Or maybe I seem too dumb right now to do anything bad, haha," he added, rubbing the back of his head. He found a leaf in his hair and pulled it out.

"You do seem pretty clueless," Karin commented. "Too dumb to harm anyone. Though that dagger is kind of suspicious." Ace looked at his blade and took it out of his sheath. It looked completely clean.

"Well, if I was a killer, I haven't done it anytime recently. This is pretty well taken care of," he mused. "I'll let you take it away if it makes you feel more comfortable." He wasn't going to offend them and risk them taking away the kind offer to give him a place to stay for tonight. Isshin took the blade and holster after he took it out of the part of his pants seemingly made to hold them.

Yuzu asked if he was hungry, and his stomach rumbled in response. "I'll get you some leftovers," she offered with a smile. Ace thanked her. He looked around curiously. He asked what the black thing was. It looked like a window. Karin explained a TV to him, not sounding too annoyed.

She turned it on, and the pictures started to move. "Holy shit, that's awesome," he said in awe. "I guess not knowing jack shit will make learning about things more interesting. I swear a lot, I can try to stop."

"Ichigo swears all the time, it's fine," Yuzu said from the kitchen. "You can sleep on the couch. It's comfortable." Ace agreed. The couch was very comfortable. Isshin asked if he had any bruises or cuts from the fall.

"Surprisingly, I don't," Ace said, looking down at his body that had been exposed to the scraping feeling of the roof shingles. The food was heated up, and he saw it was chicken with sauce over sticky rice, with a glass of lemonade. He wasn't told to eat at the table, and scarfed down the food, finding he had actually been starving.

"Mm, that was good, thanks," Ace said with a grateful smile. Yuzu took it back to the kitchen, and Ace watched as she put the bowl into something in the cupboards. "What's that?" Ace asked.

Yuzu looked up and then back at what she was using and what he was looking at. "It's a dishwater. It washes dishes for you."

"Neat."

"Ace, do you take medication for your narcolepsy?" Isshin asked, having been watching him, but not in a way that made Ace feel uncomfortable. Ace said he probably did, but couldn't remember what it was if he had. "I'll try to find you some good pills, even if you can't pay for it yet. Since you don't seem to go to high school, you can get a job and perhaps pay rent to stay here," the man offered. He was nice nice and generous.

Ace wondered what he would do for a job if he didn't know about anything. "I could probably do manual labor," he said. "I think I'm pretty ripped," he said, looking at all his muscles. Isshin suggested he help look for a job that was just manual labor and nothing tricky or complicated. "Thanks," Ace said once again, saying it often that night.

"I'll go tell Brother Ichigo about you staying here," Yuzu said.

"Do you always let weirdos stay at your place?"

"Nope," Karin said. "Hey, wanna see something else cool?" she asked. Ace nodded, and she gestured for him to follow her. They went up the stairs and to a small room that had a sink on a counter and two weird… things. "This is a washing machine and dryer. They clean your clothes for you."

"That's hella fuckin' convenient," Ace said. Karin pointed out he'd washed his clothes before since he didn't smell terrible. "That's good." She offered to teach him how to use it the next day. After all, it did seem he could be staying awhile. While they were there, Ichigo, the only redhead of the bunch, came out.

He asked if he'd be staying. "Yeah, he's staying the night."

"Yo, I'm Ace," he said with a wave.

"Ichigo. How old are you?"

"Seventeen," Ace replied. "What about you?"

"Fifteen." Ace's brows raised. This guy did not look fifteen.

"Aren't fifteen year olds supposed to be all lanky and short and awkward?" he asked. Karin snickered, and Ichigo just shrugged.

"If you mess with my family, you'll regret it."

"Okay," Ace agreed easily. Not an ounce of hesitation of show that the threat bothered him. "Hey, if you see me sleeping somewhere odd, don't be alarmed or anything. I have narcolepsy," he said, not wanting to freak anyone out if he looked like he just dropped dead. The oldest kid walked back into his room, and Ace went to the couch. It was pretty late by now, and he was surprisingly exhausted. He was given a pair of Ichigo'd pajama pants, and they fit pretty fine. The younger teen had no problem with this. Seemed pretty laid back but also unsurprisingly protective of his sisters.

They gave him a blanket and pillow, and he quickly and easily fell asleep. When he woke up, it was to the smell of food. Ace sat up and looked over the couch. It smelled good. Like bacon and pancakes. He would try not to eat too much of their food and be rude. He stood up and stretched.

"Do you do the cooking?" Ace wondered, going to sit at the table, which had one emty chair. Five chairs with four people there. Yuzu nodded.

"Do you know how to cook?"

"I think so. Don't know if I'm any good, though," Ace replied. Yuzu looked at him, and asked him a surprising question. "You have a lot of scars." Ace looked at his arms and chest, and hadn't even noticed last night. "Do you get hurt a lot?"

Ace wasn't sure. He didn't remember ever getting any. They were from his past, clearly, and he had no memory of where any of them came from. "Well, they look kind of badass, I guess," he mused. "Are there any on my face?" She shook her head. He was glad of that.

She looked bit awkward before she asked what was clearly on her mind. "Does it upset you? Not knowing anything?"

Ace leaned back in the chair a bit, but not enough to just have it rest on the two back legs. "It is a bit annoying. Hopefully they'll come back soon. And hopefully they're not terrible memories. But at least I found good people when I'm so vulnerable and clueless. Things could have gone south if I found pricks," Ace explained.

Yuzu smiled, and said she was glad he was safe, too. "You seem honest and polite. I feel like most people wouldn't have questioned dad's choice to let you stay over. They would have just accepted with no hesitation." Ace shrugged.

"Maybe I had little sisters or something," he said lightly. "I feel bad if I forgot my family. Maybe they'll come looking for me. That would be nice." Yuzu nodded. She would be sad and feel guilty if she forgot her family, too. "For some reason, I feel like I had this huge family. Lots of older siblings. But I don't remember how many or their face. It's just a feeling I have."

She was soon done with breakfast, and went to wake everyone else up. They went to the table, and Ace ate very neatly. He didn't speak with his mouth full or chew with it open. Suddenly, there was some sort of flare of what felt like someone behind him. He jerked around, looking, but there was nothing there.

He frowned, and tried to pass it off. But they all looked kind of shocked. Ichigo asked what happened. What he was looking at. "It felt like there was somebody behind me. Maybe I really did hit my head or something," he said. He took a drink of his water. It still felt like somebody was behind him, but then moved around the table.

He saw Ichigo's eyes stray to the side, seeming to watch something where Ace felt the presence. But he also felt everyone else at the table. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but it didn't feel wrong. He couldn't pinpoint what it felt like. Like he felt their life forces being there. It was very distracting.

"Uh, so do you all go to school?" The kids nodded. "Do all fifteen years olds here look like you?" Ace asked Ichigo.

"I don't know, I'm pretty tall in my class. Though you're taller than me even with only two years difference. You're taller than this loser, too," he said, rudely pointing to his father with his thumb. "You must work out a shit ton."

"Probably. Getting some manual labor job hopefully keeps me fit," Ace said. "No way would I lose these muscles if I can do anything about it. I assume I wore an open shirt like that to show them off. Dunno."

Ichigo looked at him oddly. "You're weirdly honest," he stated. "Shouldn't you be trying to act normal? I mean, you just met us."

Ace shrugged. "I guess I'm just honest to a fault."

"It's best to be honest as long as it isn't to hurt others," Yuzu said. Ace suddenly passed out an fell out of his chair to the side, snoring. "That must be terrible…" the kinder cooking girl said. Karin tried to drag him to the couch, but he was heavy. Ichigo sighed and dragged the sleeping teen to the couch.

Isshin frowned. "Narcolepsy is not a fun disorder to have. It has pretty disruptive symptoms." Karin rose her brows in question. "Besides feeling sleepy and passing out, there's the possibility of losing control of your body, or sleep paralysis, which I saw him have already. There's also the risk of hallucinations after just waking up or right before falling asleep. I think it would be dangerous for him to get any job with the disorder untreated."

"Yikes," Ichigo said. He then pushed his chair from the table and went to get his bag, and headed to school. By the time he was gone, Ace woke up after fifteen minutes. He sat up and rubbed his hands down his face with an annoyed sigh. He knew even going outside without having any sort of medication and multiple naps could be dangerous.

Karin and Yuzu were leaving with Isshin to go to school, Ichigo already gone. It was nice that they trusted him not to do anything while they were gone. They let him watch TV while they were gone, but he didn't dare touch the remote and risk fucking anything up. He felt their presences leave fast, and he had no idea how they got away that quickly.

Maybe on bikes and they were fast riders. He watched the moving pictures, which looked like drawings and art. They were strange, and he had no idea what was going on during it, but it was still highly entertaining. It didn't take long for Isshin to come back. When he entered, Ace turned around, and asked him in interest how he got away from the house so fast.

"A car. It's a vehicle that gets you form place to place. You can go look," Isshin said, taking his coat off and Ace went to the window from the kitchen that faced outside. He saw the weird looking metal thing. Wow, that was cool. "It runs on gasoline. A liquid that fuels it. Now, I want to know about your narcolepsy." It was a big topic change.

When he was told Isshin was a doctor and ran this clinic, Ace told him about his untreated narcolepsy, which it was right now. "I have sleep attacks pretty often, though some only last a few seconds. It varies greatly. I don't have cataplexy much. I have many a few hallucinations a month, usually when waking up, and sleep paralysis." He knew all of this even if he didn't remember anything. But it was useful to know all that information.

The presence, the invisible one, had left, which was nice. It annoyed him to feel something that wasn't actually there. "I see," Isshin said, taking notes. "Are you allergic to any medications?" Ace wasn't sure. "Do you have any allergies other than medications?"

"I think bee stings," Ace answered. "I don't know about anything else."

"Wel, I'll try to get you some medication for your narcolepsy before you start any job." Ace frowned, wondering what he'd be doing until then. After all, it took a few weeks at least for the mediation to really kick in and see if there were any unwanted side effects. So he asked, wanting to do something helpful. "Hmm. You could go shopping with Yuzu for food."

"As an escort?" Isshin nodded. "Okay. But why do you trust me?" he wondered again.

"I'm not sure. You just seem genuine. Plus, you would not want to face our wrath if you did anything to hurt one of us," he said, but didn't sound angry or threatening. It was just a fact. For that day, Isshin gathered old shirts that were once Ichigo's and were no longer wanted or ever worn. He had one pair of jean shorts that the father had not been able to fit in for a very long time.

All of the clothes, thankfully, fit just fine. Though he needed his belt to keep Isshin's very old shorts up. He couldn't imagine the guy wearing something like this. He looked at all his bracelets, and the arm guard. It was an odd assortment, but it didn't feel wrong to wear. It was hard to get the bracelets off, so they had to stay there permanently.

He was offered a shower, and he gladly took one, the hall bathroom. The moment he stepped out of the shower, he was alarmed and shocked when steam came off of his body as the water automatically dried. His face was a mask of confusion, and he walked to the mirror, and looked at himself to see a lot of scars were all over his chest.

When he turned around, there wasn't a scratch on his back. Weird. He dressed, and went downstairs. Isshin was there, and said he was opening up the clinic, and he'd be busy all day. "Alright. I'll be as quiet as I can," Ace promised. Isshin nodded, and again trusted Ace to not break or steal anything.

He watched TV or napped. The steam thing weighed heavily on his mind. Why had that happened? He felt another presence in the room. "Go away," he said to it. It left, thankfully. But was it something really there? Did it really leave because he asked? It was weird and disconcerting.