The skies were calm and easy as a slow breeze moved the clouds. Nothing but tranquility.

"... So," a voice, breaking a silence, emerged from a orange-haired young man eating up on the rooftops with his classmates. Two of them, including the bright–haired youth, spaced off into one side from the other two, that of whom were discussing how to sooner ditch them.

"Hey, Ichigo, uh...," one said, quickly raising his hand to his head to scratch his brown hair. "... Me and Mizuro are gonna head back to the classroom-"

"What?" responded the orange-head, most likely to be Ichigo. "But, Keigo, you didn't even finish your-"

"Sorry, Strawberry! I GOTTA STUDY!" Keigo replied, saluting at Ichigo, and his still lunching companion, and grabbed Mizuro, running through the door that lead back downstairs.

"Since when did Keigo study...," Ichigo blinked, bringing the straw in his drink to his lips, then glanced over to the black-haired male seated in front of him, slowly eating his sandwich.

"Hey, Uryuu, talk much?"

"I could've sworn you told me to shut up and eat just a few seconds ago," Uryuu said quickly, shutting his eyes behind his glasses.

Ichigo sneered, then rolled his eyes, gazing up into the sky. "Fine. I take it back then. No use in making this even more awkward than it already is... It's weird when it's quiet..."

Uryuu sighed a little, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "I actually enjoy the quiet, Kurosaki."

"Ah," Ichigo seemed to growl, shifting his weight to his arm that rested on his leg, "not what I was getting at." There was a pause, then Ichigo glanced back up at Uryuu.

"Don't you have some interesting story or something?"

Uryuu blinked, then looked up to Ichigo's raised eyebrow.

"... Maybe one other than the one about your Master and whatever."

The eyes behind the glasses seemed to start searching for words.

"... Hm. I might, but I don't think you're the type to enjoy sappy romance fictions."

"You read romance novels? ... And you sew... are you sure you're a man?" Ichigo smirked.

Returning the smirk, Uryuu retorted smugly, "You'd keep your mouth shut unless you want to consider that cheap school lunch a part of your last meal."

As Ichigo glared off to his side, Uryuu grinned.

"Alright then. It starts off last year..."

Ichigo waited for Uryuu to continue, but he looked to be at a loss of words.

"... Last year?" Ichigo narrowed his eyes. "Wait. Is this a true story or not?"

Uryuu blinked a Ichigo through his glasses, then glanced down. "I'll let you decide once I'm done telling it."

Shrugging, Ichigo leaned in and looked at him intently. "Well, we don't have all day, now, do we?"

Uryuu smirked. "I suppose not. Fine. Last year. It was a normal school day. I was sitting and waiting for the teacher to arrive as the other students talked, gawking around..."

By the time the bell had rung, everyone had gotten into their seats and the teacher walked in, a tinge of a grin on their face. I remained where I was, slightly curious about our teacher's awkward face.

"Students. You have a new classmate."

Everyone got silent as a young lady, about Miss Kuchiki's height, with short dark brown hair stepped in.

"Everybody, this is Koyuki Harihana."

Koyuki bowed slightly to the class, blushing slightly form the attention. I paid no mind to the girl and plainly watched the teacher point out her seat near the back. As she walked past me, I sensed something odd about this Koyuki girl. There was something, but I just couldn't put my finger on it.

"Aaah, so you're a little pervert deep down, aren'tcha?" Ichigo grinned maliciously.

Suddenly, Ichigo's face was being pushed into the ground by Ishida's foot.

"As I was saying...," Uryuu sighed, pushing up his glasses as they were sliding down the bridge of his nose. "... I couldn't understand what was so odd about the girl..."

... so I merely ignored her.

The next day, she came in for class, early, minutes after I had arrived myself.

But only seconds before she walked in, I sensed immense spiritual energy eminating from somewhere. I brushed it off for the time being. I didn't have time to leave and go in search of some random energy source that appeared so suddenly.

As I went through my belongings, I felt someone staring at me. I tried to ignore it, but it began to bother me. Sighing, I glanced up to the only other person in the room who hadn't moved from her spot ever since she walked in.

Koyuki's reiraku was everywhere.

Bewildered, I stared straight at her, wondering how a girl like her could have such tremendous spirit energy.

It wasn't until then that I noticed why she was staring. I really didn't know exactly what to say, so I just blinked, abruptly halting the trance.

I blinked again as her face flashed a pale red, then quietly walked past me to her seat.