Main POV

"Ichiiigoooooo!" Isshin yelled in the distance and my eyes flashed open just before a number of bodies flew over me. I let out a scream as I was knocked off the futon beside Ichigo's bed and onto the floor, pressed underneath a warm body.

Ichigo POV

My eyes flashed open as I heard a noise outside. Oh no. It was my dad, it must be morning. I shot up out of bed just in time to see my father using the old trampoline again to leap through the window. I jumped from the bed just as I saw Uo wake up from the yelling. I leapt over her, grabbing hold and tried to roll us both out of the way before my idiot father made contact.

She let out a scream as we hit the ground, her futon sliding under my bed and he small frame pressed under me. I was about to get up and ask her if she was alright when my dad collided with my back and crushed me. I could only imagine how Uo was feeling crushed under not one but two grown men.

"Uo," my dad said in realisation. "That's right, you stayed the night. I'll inform Yuzu you'll be joining us for breakfast."

He got up off us and I was able to finally get up off of her and pull us both up off the floor. She was standing with her white socks on the ground, arms folded over her chest and scowling. I remembered her face lighting up when I lent her my old 'Nice Vibe' t-shirt and her exclaiming that it was her favourite one of mine. I'd lent her a pair of boxers as well and she stood in them still, glaring at my father's retreating form.

"There's no way he forgot," she growled. "Not after all the fuss he caused last night."

"That's right, he did throw quite a tantrum," I yawned and stretched. "Why can't I just trade in my old man for an alarm clock."

"I bet he was just trying to see what state we were in this morning," she sighed. "This was funny when it was only happening to you. This has been a rude wakeup call, if you excuse the pun."

Isshin POV

"She was wearing one of his t-shirts," I told Yuzu as she cooked away. "They've definitely got something going on."

"You think so oyaji?" Her eyes lit up.

"I think so," I replied. "I'd go as far to say they belong together."

Main POV

"I could kill him," I muttered and Ichigo laughed beside me.

"You're more riled up about this than I am," he told me as I walked beside him towards the school. "You want that math book before, or after school?"

"What do you mean before?" I asked as we got closer to the school gates.

"We're a little early today, there's still time to get to the library before class," he explained.

"Yeah, thanks to you're father, we are unusually early," Rukia commented from my side.

"Morning carrot top!" Ikkaku waved from the gates beside Yumichika, Renji and Keigo.

"Hey Ikkaku," Ichigo called back.

"Heyyy Uo," Keigo leaned down on the fence. "You're here with Ichigo again, does this mean..." He was probably about to ask if Ichigo and I were a thing, but before he could he was met with his morning clothesline from Ichigo.

"For the last time, she's not my girlfriend," Ichigo yelled in frustration and I laughed.

"Say isn't that your shirt," Renji pointed to the purple t-shirt I'd put back on this morning after I'd showered, stealing a pair of Karin's jeans. Although they were a bit tight.

"He's never getting it back," I answered. "So technically it's mine now."

"Hey! No way!" He yelled "That's my shirt! And I only lent it to you so you'd stop borrowing Karin's clothes."

"Yeah well seeing as I couldn't wander around all day in just your t-shirt, I'm still borrowing her clothes," I replied gesturing down at my jeans. "Although something tells me you just might have liked that," I said watching the deep red blush form on his face almost as quickly as the anger did.

"Hey! No way you!" He screamed. "Damn you Uo!"

I started laughing hysterically at how angry he got and he turned around pointing to all his friends, screaming about how I was not his girlfriend. I had to prop myself up against the wall as I was laughing so hard as everyone watched amused by his little tantrum.

"What's going on here?" I heard Uryuu ask and I turned around, trying my hardest to regain composure. Orehime, Hitsugaya, Rangiku, Chad and Uryuu had shown up for the day and I was greeted by Orehime and Rangiku again, just like the previous morning.

"Ichigo just wanted to make sure everyone knew he was not my boyfriend," I explained. "Failing to pick up on the fact, that it would be an incredible feat on his part if he ever did manage to pick up a girl like me."

I turned and started heading in the school gates towards the building as Ichigo noticed what I'd said and started chasing after me instead.

"Hey!" He yelled pointing at me as he ran. "What's that supposed to mean, are you calling me ugly!?"

"No I'm saying I'm out of your league," I replied, coving my face with my hand to laugh.

"No way!" He replied. "I could definitely date a girl like you if I wanted to!"

"Sure, Kurosaki, sure," I replied flippantly and headed towards the library.

"You're not even supposed to be here," he growled and I laughed.

"You're the one who was supposed to be getting me a math textbook, it's not my fault you were too busy taking a tantrum, I had to take things into my own hands," I teased.

"You're the worst person I've met," he crossed his arms over his chest as he walked through the library doors and headed to where the math books were. He skimmed through the section grabbing a copy that matched his and headed to the counter to check it out. It was scanned through the system quickly and easily and in no time he was escorting me out.

"See you after school you big dummy," I teased and waved as I breezed past his shinigami friends.

"Don't forget to stop by Sandel-hat's!" He yelled after me and I threw a hand up over my shoulder to say I got it.

"Morning Uo-chan," Urahara waved at me with his fan. "Bright and early as expected."

"Came over after I dropped the kids off at school," I replied flippantly.

"Here," he handed me a stack of paperwork. "I filled out your forms and got you some documents to say you're from here."

"Any progress on figuring out why?" I asked. "I mean obviously the rift, but why?"

"Still researching," he shrugged. "Don't worry about it, Uo, it's only been a few days."

"My family are going to think I'm dead," I sighed.

"Think of how happy they'll be when they find out you're not," he waved his fan. "They'll be so excited they'll forget to be mad. And they'll treasure you a lot more."

"You're the worst," I sighed and walked away from the shop, papers in hand.

I wondered how he'd chose to have me pay off this favour. Pretty sure it would be life threatening and incredibly annoying. I figured I had a few hours before I could call the real estate agent as it was still pretty early so I headed into town, decided I should buy my own clothes instead of stealing things from the Kurosaki family. I stopped by the bank and withdrew some cash from the teller with my account number and photo ID. I couldn't wait till my card came so I could get cash without assistance.

I wandered the shopping mall I'd seen Rangiku in a number of times and tried to find something that was my style. I figured with Kubo doing the character designs I should be able to find anything I wanted in this universe. I made sure to get plenty of basics, although it did feel veery unusual starting again. And once I'd finished shopping and gone to see the realestate agent I was then going to have to figure out how to furnish the damn apartment.

I pulled out my phone and then realised I was going to need a new phone plan as well. I sighed and walked around trying to find my normal provider and after quite a while of walking I was able to find it. Which again, was surprising. I wondered what Urahara had made of me finding a bank account in my name with way more money than I was supposed to have.

Not that it was bothering me now, the money I mean. I was using it to clothe my body already and had plans to rent and furnish an apartment with it. I was handed a sim card over the counter and was connected within the hour. While I waited to meet with the real estate agent I decided to find something to eat, I was so focused on everything I was forgetting to feed myself in this world. It was weird, I was hungry as I normally was but unless I remembered to eat, I never felt it. If that made any sense. I'd have to keep an eye on it here, lest I wanted to starve to death. Embarrassing, especially by accident.

After I'd handed over the papers I started looking for second hand furniture shops. I realised halfway through that second hand shops didn't uaully have delivery drivers and getting my newly purchased furniture to the apartment would be a problem. 'Damn,' I thought.

"Kurosaki Clinic," I heard Isshin say over the phone.

"Isshin, it's Uo, I wondered if you could help me," I said.

"Uo, what's the problem?" He asked.

"I've lost Ichigo's phone number and I need to get a message to him quickly," I replied.

"Ahhh no problem Uo, anything for Ichigo's girlfriend, I'll send it over to you. The number you're calling from okay?" Isshin asked.

"Yeah," I agreed. "You know he's not going to appreciate you calling me that."

"You're not his girlfriend?" Isshin asked. "What about last night?"

"Last night where we slept in different beds?" I laughed. "If you check under Ichigo's bed you'll find a futon that got shoved under there this morning. We're not sleeping with each other or seeing each other."

"Just friends then?" He asked.

"Yes," I told him.

"Damn," Isshin sighed. "He always gets hot friends not hot girlfriends."

"I'm sure he'll find a girl when he's ready," I replied. "He's young, let him be young without tying himself down to someone just because 'he's at that age.'"

"I'm sure you're right," he sighed. "I'll send you his number right away."