Summary: Kon has his new body. What will he do? Will he continue to seek revenge on Ichigo? Or will he find new interests instead?

Disclaimer: i dun own bleach

(A/N) sorry for the long wait. i had that horrid thing called writers block.

For the hundredth time in the last hour, Kon looked down at his hands. They were pink and there were five fingers on each of them. And each time Kon looked at them they brought tears to his eyes.

His own body! His very own 100 pure human body!

He still couldn't believe it and he had already had his body for a full sixty minutes. For an entire hour he had been sitting in the middle of the alleyway where he had first discovered the lamp, staring at his own two hands. He looked around, the fairies were nowhere in sight. He'd have to thank them sometime for giving him his new body.

Of course, having a human body wasn't exactly that new for him. He'd used Ichigo's body several times before.

But this was different. It was his body now. His and no one else's.

He let out a whoop for joy, and danced around the alleyway in his new body. Then he heard some giggling at the end of the alleyway. Two junior high girls were blushing and pointing at him.

They must think I'm so totally hot in my new body, Kon grinned in his head.

Then another girl joined the first two and let out a snort.

It took Kon a few moments to realize that they weren't looking at his face anymore.

Slowly he looked down, a bright red blush immediately filled his face. He was naked.

"Ahh!" he yelped, then dove behind a trashcan. Why didn't they give me clothes when they gave me my new body? He thought angrily, his face now a beet red color.

His admirers were laughing out loud now, tears in their eyes, as they left from his sight.

The second they were gone Kon dug through the piles of trash, looking for something to wear.

"Aha!" he exclaimed as he pulled out an old dusty blanket. Except for a few tears and slimy smears it was in good condition.

With a few adjustments here, a space for his head and arms, Kon found himself in his new body and appropriately clothed. It wasn't very fashionable, he admitted, but he wasn't going to let a little detail like that spoil his mood.

Ready at last Kon ventured out into the world unknown. Well, known actually, but not like this.

Parading down the sidewalk, ignoring the couple of odd stares he received by passing people, Kon conveniently ran into one of those window-things that could pass for a bathroom mirror. He stopped walking and immediately began to check himself out.

He was tall, about Ichigo's age, perhaps a little bit older, and very skinny, with lanky, award arms. He had greasy black hair (probably from jumping into the trash can) that reached down just passed shoulder length. Along with his makeshift dress he looked like a kid who lived his entire life on the streets.

"Not bad," he said to himself, "not bad at all, with some minor adjustments, I could be the most handsome guy in the entire world! Yippee!"

"Hey hobo!" Kon spun around to see two beautiful high school girls, one with short black hair, the other with long orange hair. They looked familiar somehow…

"Get out of the way, you're taking up the whole damn sidewalk!" the shorthaired one complained.

"Tatsuki-chan, that was mean." Her companion protested.

"What kind of homeless jerk stands in the middle of the sidewalk looking at himself?" she continued to complain.

It took a few seconds for the scene to register in Kon's brain. But finally, it did.

"I-Inoue-san," he said breathlessly. Both of the girls jumped back, startled.

"Hey you!" Tatsuki accused, "how do you know her name?"

Kon ignored her and took Orithime's hand gently in his own.

He knelt down, "Inoue-sama, I am greatly honored by your presence. Never before has a soul been blessed more than I. It has been destined by the gods that you and I were to meet today."

He kissed her hand romantically and looked up at the speechless girl with star-filled eyes.

"Ano…" Orithime sweat-dropped.

Suddenly Kon was jabbed in the head by Tatsuki's elbow, "Hey Romeo. Get your hands off Orithime!"

Kon stood up and glared at the girl, "What the hell is your problem! Mind your own business!"

"I could say the same to you?" Tatsuki shouted back.

"Ano…" Orithime repeated politely.

Kon immediately retook her hand bowed down before her, "Inoue-sama, I promise I will never leave your side and will protect you from the evils of hell," he proclaimed.

Tatsuki kicked him, "That's what she has me for! Back off you dumbass hobo!"

"Ano…"

"C'mon Orithime, let's leave this loser and get to school already," Tatsuki said, taking the hand Kon was holding earlier and dragged her friend off in the other direction.

"Inoue-sama" Kon called out desperately, face still smashed into the dirt.

He looked up, face tear-stricken with heartbreak and determination.

"Inoue-sama, I promise I will find you again," he swore.

He got up and followed the two girls, keeping a good cautious distance between them.

As Orithime and Tatsuki entered school property, Kon peeked around a corner, never taking his eyes off of them.

"Hmm, I need to find a way to get into that school and protect Inoue-sama," he said to himself.

"But how…" he spotted a lone boy, in the same school uniform as the two girls, walking his way. An evil smirk crept up onto Kon's face.

A couple minutes later, a kid with long black hair and a school bag walked into the school building. The boy was know where to be seen.

Quietly, he snuck around the building until he spotted Orithime and Tatsuki enter a classroom.

He was just about to walk in when a commanding voice stopped him.

"Well hello there. I wasn't aware we had a new student today." Kon froze, it was the teacher! And she thought that he was a new student!

"I-uh, I just transferred in!" Kon explained pathetically.

The teacher raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure you're in the right classroom? Where's your schedule?" she inquired.

Kon stammered for a few moments until the morning bell rang.

"Lost it already have you? Very well then, come inside," the teacher said, leading the way into the room.

"Class, we have a new student today. I want you all to greet him nicely," she announced.

To him- "Come on, introduce yourself already."

Kon stuttered, "Uh, hi. My name is K-ko-" he started, but then he spotted familiar orange hair in the classroom scowling at him.

"Well?" inquired the teacher.

"My name is K-Kon, Konji! My name is Konji!" he proclaimed triumphantly. A couple of the kids in class gave him a weird look.

"And your last name?" the teacher asked.

"M-my last name?"

"Never mind" she said. He heard her mutter something out of the corner of her mouth that sounded like "foreigners" or something.

"Go take a seat next to Ishida," She pointed him out for him.

"The Quincy?" Kon exclaimed! Ishida's head snapped up.

"I-I mean, Quite. Quite wonderful indeed."

Everyone either stared or ignored him. Kon sat down. Ishida returned to his business of minding his own business, the teacher began the lesson.

Kon breathed out a sigh of relief. Well, that went well, he thought. At least Ichigo didn't recognize him yet or anything. He was surprised that neither the Quincy nor Rukia had sensed his spirit energy yet. Wait second, now since he was human, did he even have spirit energy? Well, he definitely wasn't a mod soul anymore. There was no way Ichigo could pop him out of his body now. But still…

Halfway through class someone tapped him on the shoulder, "Hey, new kid, if you need any help keeping up, you can use my note, Ishida's not very good at that kind of thing" said a female voice.

Kon turned around to thank her, "Sure, I- ah!"

Tatsuki's eyes widened, "Y-you're that guy… hey Orithime!" she whispered loudly. Orithime, who sat close to Ichigo on the other side of the room, turned her head towards them. Rukia too looked their way.

"Hey, check it out! It's that hobo who followed us this morning!" she whispered across the room. Half the heads in the classroom turned to stare at Kon.

"H-Hey!" he protested, "I'm not a frickin hobo-"

"Konji!" barked the teacher, "you're new, so I'm letting you off this once, but please do not disrupt the class again!"

"Yes'm," Kon said. Tatsuki snickered and left him alone for the rest of the morning.

By the time lunch came around, Kon had completely forgotten about the two beautiful girls. A certain orange head had attracted his attention. Did Ichigo realize yet that Kon was missing? More importantly, did he care?

Kon shook his head. Why did he even care anymore? Ichigo was no longer his problem. Heck, if Kon could convince Orithime-sama to leave with him, then he'd never have to worry about that damn Ichigo again.

But still…it seemed like such a waste to leave it at that. After all the times he felt cheated in their 'friendship' Kon wasn't quite able to let this one go.

Instead, he thought, I think I'll go back to Inoue-sama. She looks so innocent sitting there at her desk with her sickly bizarre lunch unpacked before her beautiful shiny eyes and long silky hair and two giant bouncy –

"Hey! Konnnji! What's wrong with you?" Tatsuki interrupted his thoughts. He realized he had been staring, mouth gapped wide open, with a long thin strand of drool leaking out.

Quickly he composed himself and made his way over to the two girls.

"Why nothings wrong with me," he said matter-of-factly.

"Ookay then. What are you doing over here?" she asked instead.

He answered tactfully, "Why? Is there something wrong with a man wishing to spend his time in the company of two very beautiful and exceptionally gorgeous women?"

"Well…I, uh" she stammered, face slightly pink.

"Konji-san, you're so funny," Inoue said, oblivious to his obvious flirtations.

Despite himself, Kon blushed.

"Konji-san, did you bring a lunch?" she asked suddenly.

Kon looked down, "No, I-uh, didn't have time this morning."

Tatsuki snorted.

"Here! Would you like some of my --------?"

"Inoue…what IS that stuff" Tatsuki asked, sitting back in her chair. Kon looked slightly green.

"I told you, it's --------!"

"Uh, no thanks, Inoue-sama, I'm not really hungry this morning." Konji said.

"Awww, that's too bad. Ichigo-san!" she cried.

The boy looked back, "Eh? What do you want Orithime?"

Orithime pranced over to him, brining along her bag of --------, much to his dismay.

Kon watched her go, then glared at Ichigo. So…the bastard wanted to take not only his pride and dignity from him, but Inoue-san as well. How DARE he try to take away Inoue-sama away! She was his, and no one elses. Nobody would dedicate their love and faithfulness to her as much as he did.

Kon snarled under his breath.

"Hellooo, is anybody in there?" Tatsuki asked, waving a hand in front of his face.

Konji blinked. "Huh?"

"You were staring at Ichigo like you were gonna kill him. Hey, I know he looks mean, but he's really just a big softie inside once you get to know him, so-"

"Shut up" Kon snapped angrily and stood up from his desk. "You don't know anything about him.

He stalked out of the room.

"Hey? Where are you going? School isn't over yet!" she called out after him.

I don't need to be wasting my time here, he thought, If Ichigo is still trying to torture me, even though he doesn't know it's me, then I've gotta find a way to get him back. I am no longer a meager stuffed bear that can be pushed around like before. I'm going to get my revenge on him for once and for all he resolved as he walked out side the school grounds.