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Being on a bullhead was a new experience for Ichigo, watching everything shrink so much, showed him how small was the desert of Vacuo compared to the rest of the world of Remnant.

It was somewhat scary, but also exciting. A whole world to see and protect, and perhaps as an extra, he could recover his memories or at least learn if he has a family out there.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when the bullhead landed n the grounds of Beacon Academy.

The weather was different; not very hot, nor very cold. Something in between. Nothing he couldn't get used to.

The academy looked more like a castle thought; it was a pretty nice view actually.

Regaining his bearings, the swordsman picked up the bag that carried his few belongings and began to move. According to the pamphlet he received when he accepted the offer of coming to this school, he was meant to go to the amphitheater.

But where?

…

Why didn't they add a map to the pamphlet!?

He was so distracted in his musings, that he didn't noticed a young woman in front of him until he dropped her to the ground.

"What's wrong with you, dolt!?" The young lady yelled at him in anger, causing Ichigo to scratch his head in embarrassment.

"So sorry for that." He replied while offering his hand in support, but she refused it while getting up on her own and taking the dirt of her white dress, all without stopping the glare directed at him.

"Watch where you're going, you faux orange-haired ruffian!"

"I already said sorry, and my hair's natural!" He countered in annoyance as to what the white-haired girl raised an eyebrow in surprise at the last statement before continuing her rant.

"Do you know who I am? I'm Weiss Schnee from the SDC, and you better be respectful!"

"Who?" He asked in confusion since he hasn't heard of it before, sadly that only made the girl angrier.

"Schnee Dust Company, you dolt!"

Ichigo's blank expression didn't change, just irritating the least nerve of the heiress and left before she got any angrier, leaving the amnesic alone gain.

"Well, that happened." He mused out loud, before remembering his own situation, when he noticed a red-head armored woman walking with clear direction.

"Uh, excuse me! Do you know where the amphitheater is?"

She looked a bit surprised by the question, before she responded in a kind tone. "I do, in fact I'm heading there myself."

With that said she took the lead, with Ichigo following her in silence. It wasn't awkward, but Pyrrha felt the need to say something, anything. This was the perfect chance to start the so called 'small talk' after all, he was one of the first people that didn't recognize her at first glance.

"I'm Pyrrha Nikos, nice to meet you." She decided to start strong, gauging his reaction, which was none.

"Ichigo Kurosaki." He replied without stopping his walk, making her stumble in surprise at the bluntness.

"You don't know I am?"

"No, should I?" In truth, her name did ring a bell, but nothing he could remember, so probably wasn't anything important. He didn't say that thought, even someone as blunt as Ichigo, knew that would be rude.

The redhead stopped for a few seconds, starstruck by the bluntness before she let out a relieved sigh, with a happy smile. "Don't worry about it."

000

A few minutes after they arrived at the amphitheater.

It was full of people of his age, all of them being candidates of Beacon, but more than likely not even half of them would pass the entrance exam.

In front, there was an elevated floor with a podium. In there was the headmaster of Beacon academy; Professor Ozpin, next to the headmistress Goodwitch.

The professor cleared his throat through the microphone, getting the attention of all the potential students and stopping all the chatter, with that done he began his speech.

"I'll go straight to the point; From the very beginning the Grimm had been Mankind's greatest enemy. They are pure destruction in physical form, they can't truly be defeated, but they can be put in check. That's the purpose of this academy and all others; to stop the Grimm from pushing the world to complete darkness. You will all commit yourselves to four years of training more demanding than anything you can imagine, but it will be worth it in the end, since what you'll face will be anything but peaceful."

With that said the professor stepped back while Goodwitch stepped forward, in a stricter tone. "You will gather in the dance hall tonight. Tomorrow your initiation will begin, be ready for anything. You're dismissed."

000

Hours later, everyone was dressed in their sleep wear. Ichigo and Pyrrha had gotten along nicely, telling each other stories. Like the time Ichigo got caught in a sand hurricane, and the time when Pyrrha accompanied her mentor to a party of his gang; the party ponies.

"… And then she yelled at me, calling me faux haired." The orange haired teen recounted to the redhead, of his encounter with a certain heiress, but the champion was focused on another surprising detail.

"Your hair is really natural?" She asked in surprise, getting a scowl from Ichigo before she changed the subject. "So, who was this young woman?"

"I dunno, she claimed to be the princess of the SPD or something like that?"

"You mean, SDC." Another female voice cut in.

The caller was a young woman, with long straight white hair and blue eyes. Ichigo almost didn't recognize her with her hair down, but the glare directed at him was a clear give away.

But the instant she saw the redhead sitting next to him, she shifted her glare to a charming look, while offering her hand in greeting. "A pleasure to meet you Pyrrha Nikos, I'm Weiss Schnee; Heiress of the Schnee Dust Company."

The champion was surprised by the change in demeanor before she schooled her own expression and took the hand. "Charmed."

But before anything else could be said, a new voice cut in, causing Weiss to stiffen in annoyance.

"Oh, Snow Angel; we meet again, it must be destiny." Jaune said while offering said heiress a flower he found on the gardens of the academy. "If you're a princess, then how about I become your knight in shining armor."

Not only, the words were lame in her opinion, but it also offended her, the idea of being dependent on someone else. Part of her was tempted to stab him with her rapier and being done with it, but she knew Winter would not succumb to violence that easily, she instead used her words. "I do not need someone to guard me and even if I did, it would not be a wannabe knight, that stinks of vomit."

Her words had the intended effect, with the blonde lowering his head in defeat, even the two spectators couldn't help but wince at the comeback.

"I don't get it, I thought all I was supposed to need was confidence." Jaune muttered in annoyance, but the heiress wasn't done.

"Why are you even here anyways, besides stalking me like a puppy!"

Immediately straightening himself, he responded in the coolest fashion -in his opinion- he could. "I'm here for a dream, to become a hero like my father and fore-fathers before me."

He said a line of his favorite movie, while lifting his right thumb, winking his left eye, while offering a smirk that absolutely nobody bought.

The whole room was in silence for a few minutes with everyone staring at him with a deadpan stare, until Pyrrha decided to give him a break.

"Really? I'm here for something similar." She said earnestly, focusing all the attention on her, with Weiss staring at her in disbelief.

"You are here for a dream?"

"We all are, aren't we?" The champion replied in amusement. "I came because I believe my destiny is to become a warrior and studying here would help me succeed."

"Dreams end, when the dreamer awakens, Pyrrha." Weiss retorted, while lifting her face gracefully. "I'm here to leave a legacy, I will make it happen, no matter what."

The champion giggled nervously, a little surprised by the intensity of the heiress's words, before she turned her attention to the last member of quartet, who had stayed quiet until now. "And you Ichigo, do you have any big dreams?"

The swordsman stayed quiet for a few seconds, before he replied. "Not really. I don't have -as far as I remember- a family inheritance, I don't believe in destiny either, and I don't care what other people think of me."

Jaune scratched the back of his hair in confusion at the laidback response, while Weiss simply scoffed and Pyrrha kept her polite smile, more like because she didn't know how to respond to that beyond an "I see."

Before anyone could say anything else, Ichigo continued. "What I want is to protect people, because that's what I believe in. It might not be as cool or flashy as your reasons but that's who I am."

The whole room went in silence once more.

Weiss raised an eyebrow in interest, Pyrrha smiled in acknowledgement, while Jaune just let out a "wow" of surprise at the bluntness, yet coolness of the orange-haired teen.

But suddenly the headmistress Goodwitch, appeared in the room, yelling at the quartet in anger and authority. "YOU FOUR, GET TO SLEEP NOW!"

"YES, MA'AM!" The quartet immediately jumped in the air in fear at the professor with both Ichigo and Weiss standing on their feet with as if they were soldiers about to be whipped for their insubordination, while Pyrrha caught Jaune in her arms as if he were a new born baby.

Meanwhile, in close enough to hear were a pair of certain sisters staring at the scene, long enough to understand it.

"With those four around, these school is going to be extra fun." Said a tall blonde young woman, while a shorter and younger red-head stared at Ichigo with her silver eyes.

"He's like the heroes of the books!" She proclaimed to her older sister in adoration.

While in another corner, there was a tall young man with black hair and spectacles staring at the scene.

THE END

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