Ichigo POV

I leaned against the wall with my arms folded over my chest as I talked to my dad about the girl I'd found. "She did say one thing though, that's a bit concerning," I told him.

"Oh?" He asked, concerned, as he closed the door a little further behind him.

"Yeah, she knew I was a shinigami..." I said.

"She knew?" He asked in surprise.

"About everything," I confirmed. "She said something before she passed out. She kept going on about heavy air and an invisible barrier. She knew about hollows."

"Do you have any idea who she is?" my dad asked.

"No, I've never met her before, but she knew my name, she told me there was no possible way I could be Ichigo Kurosaki," I said.

Main POV

"Shit," I groaned lightly. I reached up for my head with my eyes still closed. 'Man, I must have been dreaming, can't believe I thought I saw Ichigo Kurosaki,' I thought. I rubbed my eyes before I slowly opened them, wincing in the strong clinical lights. 'Where the hell am I? Did I pass out on the train and then dream of all that stuff?' I sat up and looked around. Everything had this cartoon-y filter covering it as I looked around. 'Am I still concussed? Or is this still a dream?'

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and looked around the room I was sitting in. My things were in a pile on top of a chair, including my shopping bags from my Akihabara trip, which meant at least that I had gone on the trip and this wasn't a dream before I was due to go to the Jump Shop. Unless of course this dream had a strange affinity for plot continuity.

I climbed fully off the bed and headed to the door. It was time to figure out where I was. The room looked vaguely familiar, maybe I was in a doctor's clinic I went to once before, maybe as a child. I reached the door that was slightly ajar and pulled it opened.

"Look who's awake," Isshin Kurosaki said and I sighed.

"Damn," I replied and he recoiled.

"What do you mean damn?!" Ichigo exclaimed.

"I was hoping I would wake up back where I'm supposed to be," I explained with a shrug. "Sorry, I guess using damn as a greeting was pretty rude."

"Don't worry about it, Karin usually kicks him in the face," Ichigo waved off and I sniggered.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but, how do I know I'm awake and you're real?" I asked.

"You still on about that anime thing? You must have really hit your head hard, huh?" Ichigo stated.

"I thought if anyone would believe me you would," I shrugged. "Guess if I'm going to convince you I'm going to have to draw shitty bunnies to accompany my story."

Ichigo snorted and went to say something just as the door from the clinic to the main house opened and some very familiar faces walked in.

"Hey Ichigo," Renji waved forward and walked down the hallway towards us.

"Your sister let us in," Ikkaku explained and I suddenly felt very threatened. What were all these shinigami here for? Did it have something to do with how I got here?

"Who's your friend?" Rangiku asked beside her Captain and Rukia.

"This is Uotani," Ichigo introduced. "Hey Rukia, seems I'm not the only one who thinks your Chappy the rabbit drawing suck."

"What are you talking about, baka" Rukia smacked him on the back of the head. "Everyone loves my Chappy drawings."

"Sure..." I nodded beside him, putting some protective hands up in front of me. "What ever you say I'll agree with."

"You say that like you don't believe what you're saying," Rukia walked closer towards me and I took a step back.

"No, no I agree," I waved my hands in front of me.

"Sure doesn't sound like it," she smacked me in the head harder than I was expecting and I slid back across the floor and slumped into it. "Now, since we've got that over with, we've got business to discuss Ichigo."

"What the fuck Kuchiki!" I yelled as I fell. "Remember me," I groaned from the floor.

"Oh come on I didn't hit you that hard," Rukia rolled her eyes as Ichigo walked over to offer me a hand.

"I'm not sure introducing me to Rukia so soon after a concussion was such a good idea," I joked and Ichigo laughed.

"Hey, if you haven't met Rukia, then how do you know her name?" Ichigo asked and I rolled my eyes.

"This would go a lot faster if you just believed me," I sighed.

"So, are we going to get down to business or what?" Ikkaku asked and I noticed that Yumichika had been in the room the whole time, waiting silently for us to stop messing around.

"Well can this wait, Uotani was.."

"Just leaving," I smiled and scurried around passed the shinigami and out the door to the clinic faster that Ichigo could scramble to stop me.

"Wait!" he cried. "You can't go anywhere, you're still recovering, and you left your stuff!" he called from the corridor as I ran out his front door and out onto the street.

Ichigo POV

"Who was that girl anyway? A friend of yours?" Renji asked.

"I just met her," I replied staring at the door she'd just run through.

"Still the same skills with women then, hey," Ikkaku laughed.

"Something's wrong," I replied. "From the moment I met her I got this weird feeling, look, I gotta go after her, just wait her for me."

"Ichigo!" Rukia scolded as I followed out the door after Hikaru. "Do you even know where she's going?"

"I have a feeling," I replied over my shoulder.

"Well that's good, he's got a feeling," Renji replied sarcastically.

Main POV

I hurried back along the street looking for that barrier, if I could just find it again I'm sure I could cross it and be back home with my family. I'm sure by now they were very worried about me. I must have been gone for ages. I'd never be allowed to leave town again. I was so dead. And what was I going to tell my parents anyhow? Sorry I'm late I got transported into a fictional universe and had to find my way back? They'd never believe me.

I stumbled on the road and looked around, to my left was the alley Ichigo had carried me out of. It was as simple as walking through it again and I'd be back home. I realise now that I'd left my stuff back at the Kurosaki Clinic but fuck it, if it meant I got home without being brutally murdered by my parents it didn't matter. It's not like I couldn't just take another trip to Akihabara.

I marched down the alley with purpose and decided it was now or never, I was going back. I had to. I mean sure, everyone always dreams of just stumbling across into the anime world and getting to live and hang out and spend time with all your idols but this was different. I hadn't intentionally come here, I hadn't be rescued from some grim fate by cool shinigami. I was on my way home to my family that needed me. I had four younger siblings. I couldn't just leave them.

"Hey," I heard someone cry out from behind me. I turned around to meet Ichigo at the start of the alley.

"You can't stop me from going back," I told him.

"I'm not here to stop you," he replied.

"What?" I raised a brow.

"If you really think this is an anime and walking through this alley way will get you out of here then fine, I won't stop you," Ichigo replied.

"Well why are you here, then?" I asked.

"I'm here for when it doesn't work," he deadpanned.

"Fuck you Ichigo," I growled. "You can be a real jerk sometimes."

"Hey! How the hell do you know! you don't even know me!" He yelled pointing down the alley and me.

"Ichigo," I started and then sighed. "I don't have time for this," I said and turned back around.

I walked towards the area I was standing in when I fell through the barrier. Looking around this particular alley looked exactly like the alley from my world normally did. I reached my hand out to touch the barrier but my hand fell straight through. I was puzzled for a moment. 'I must have put my hand up prematurely. I'll try again,' I thought. I walked further and waved my hand through the air, nothing. It must be because I'm trying to feel for it. I bet if I run at it, I'll slam into the wall again and fall on my ass. But at least that would be progress.

I took a deep breath and pulled back a little, getting into a running stance. This was it, I was going home. I charged at it. Surely I was hit it any moment.